With most of the hard work done concerning Brandr’s point distribution – all that was left now was figuring out what I wanted to do with my own private 28.6 point hoard of heaven. (I know, they said 28 points, but what was she going to use that extra 0.6 for that was left over from breast enlargement? It’s not a real point, so it doesn’t count. Right?) Oh! And lest I forget, one other thing first, also!

“Izzy,” I started, “while it’s on my mind, didn’t you disobey me last night? I’d told you to sit over there and be quiet, and you still ended up in my lap somehow.”

Sighing, Isabella nodded. “I did.”

“And doesn’t that mean that you won’t get any experience now until you pay a penance?”

“I won’t,” she agreed.

“And what type of penance is it?” I asked.

Isabella frowned. “I’ve been looking at my disadvantages, and I’m currently at a -100% experience penalty. From what I can tell, the system isn’t going to punish me. Apparently, only the person whom I betrayed knows how great my betrayal was. They have to be the one to set my punishment, and I have to pay their price before I earn any experience and clear my honor again.”

My mind mulled over what she said for a few moments. “Then I’ve got to be the one to punish you, since it was your oath to do whatever I said that you didn’t listen to? And since it’s been broken, does that mean that you don’t have to follow it anymore?”

Isabella frowned harder and then slowly shrugged. “I’m not entirely certain,” she told me. “The oath is still listed for me, but it’s listed as broken right now, so at this moment I don’t think I really would have to listen. But, after I pay the price you set for breaking it, I think it’ll restore the honor of the promise and I’ll be bound by it once more until I do something to break it again.

“If I want to earn experience, grow, and level up, I have to keep my promises. When I fail, I have to take the punishment the person gives me, whom I betrayed. Only when I finish their punishment can I restore my honor and earn experience again. But, I’m still bound by the same oath after. I can only be free when the conditions of the oath are met or the person I gave it to frees me from it.”

I waited a few moments to mull over her words and let the meaning sink in fully. Basically, the only way she was going to earn experience again was if I punished her somehow. Slowly a twinkle began to form in my eyes. Isabella loved to tease and embarrass me; it seemed to be one of her favorite past times. And now, here I was, having a perfect chance for a little payback that no one could complain about – after all, it was her name, and the rules the system set regarding her name. That she chose…

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I couldn’t help but smirk. This was almost a dream come true! I wasn’t actually angry at Isabella. Truth is, I was glad she’d came over to me like she had. But still! A chance to have a little fun with her while I spend my ‘customization points’ on Brandr?! I almost wanted to whistle!

Calming myself, and taking several moments to make certain I knew what I wanted – I didn’t want to waste this chance with something silly like spanking her or something – I finally looked over at her and grinned. A big, happy grin. I was going to enjoy myself, and there wasn’t any reason to hide it. In fact, her knowing I was enjoying it just made it even more enjoyable!

Tease me all the time. Send Brandr over to deal with my ‘morning problem’ while she watched and giggled, pretending to be telling me something that she knew I wouldn’t pay attention to. He. Hehe. Hehehehe!

“MuHaHAHAHA!” I finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out with a fully evil overlord laugh.

“Then prepare to pay the penalty,” I said while standing up boldly and pointing at her! It might be melodramatic, but how often does a guy get to just indulge himself like this, and not be blamed for it?

“First, slide over to the center of yon couch and do one of them stretchy exercises of yours! I want one ankle over at each armrest, laid upon the tip end of the armrest.” I stared shamelessly and grinned from ear to ear while watching her widen into the position.

“Now then, here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to follow these instructions perfectly:

“First, rub your right nipple and sing, “100 rubs of the clit on the couch.”

“Then rub your left nipple and sing, “100 rubs of the clit on the couch.”

“Then rub between your legs and stroke that clit you’ve been singing about, and sing, “Move my hands down, rub it all a-round” – don’t be afraid to really hit the high note there and stretch that ‘around’ for us.

“And then keep rubbing it and countdown to the next number while singing, “99 rubs of the clit on the couch!”

"And then start back from the top with that smaller number, until you count all the way down to zero."

“And here’s the test,” I said with a smirk. “If you fail to complete each step perfectly, or if your ankles move out of that position, you have to start over from the top at 100 again.”

“And Brandr.” I looked over at her with the same gleam still sparkling in my eyes. “You get to watch her and make certain she follows the steps and counts down properly. Remember, one mistake and she has to start over!” Brandr deserved a chance to get in on the action somewhat as well. After all, Isabella did make her deal with my 'morning problem' earlier.

“MuHaHAHAHAHAHA!!” Damn, right now I don’t care if my class did get turned into ‘Evil Overlord’, I was going to enjoy this moment.

Sitting down on my chair opposite her, I could see the befuddled and shocked look on Isabella’s face. “Well, you can get started anytime now,” I calmly told her.

With a shameless smirk on my face, I leaned forward, put my elbow on my knee, rested my head in my hands, and took the famous pose of “The Thinker”.

I’ll leave what happened over the next few hours for you to indulge and enjoy in your own imagination. My words couldn’t describe the moment with justice, but my heart will never forget.

Isabella only had to start over a few hundred times. Apparently Brandr was curious about us, and she just couldn’t stop asking Isabella about the rules of the system, and the stats, and skills, and who her favorite color was, and which number kissed the loudest…

I’ll just say this: It was an eye opening experience for me. I learned things about how a woman’s body reacted, from that song, that I’d never known before!

While Isabella was entertaining us, by entertaining herself, I used to opportunity to indulge in playing around with spending my 28.6 points as well, though I’ll admit it took me longer than it probably should have otherwise.

For starters, I decided to have a little fun with the 0.6 points that were left over. The girls said I could spend them however I wanted, and for whatever reason, I was in a bold and joyous mood at the moment. If they didn’t like the way I spent them, that was just too bad. Give a man a golden apple, and see if he doesn’t try and make a pie out of it and eat it!

The cost was only 0.1 point to increase the sensitivity of a single area, so I tapped and increased the sensitivity of both of Brandr’s nipples and her womanly region two times each. 28 points remained.

I then went to the main ‘body’ tab and softened her skin 3 different times for a single point each time. 25 points remained.

Then while there, I thought I’d be nice and do something kind for her. I clicked the tab to remove hair from her whole body. Note, this was body, NOT head! Women don’t enjoy hairy legs or underarms or whatnot, and this solved that. Every stitch of hair from the neck down disappeared for only 2 points. 23 points remained.

And, even though everyone in the world will probably think I’m the biggest pervert in the world, the next change I actually made while thinking of her fighting ability and not anything sexual. I know, even saying it to myself, I hardly believe it, but it’s true. For one point each, I made both feet, hands, upper legs, lower legs, upper arms, lower arms, shoulders, and hips double-jointed. That was 15 points, and then it cost another 5 to do her torso, which included the front and back. For a total of 20 points, I had given her a ‘Complete Double-Jointed’ advantage.

And, I’m certain everyone will always believe it was solely because I’m a man, and a pervert, but the truth is I was thinking of her fighting style. Brandr was quick and mobile. How much more maneuverability would she be able to put into herself with such an increase in flexibility and movement range? It might take her a while to adapt, but if she was even half the genius in combat that everyone thought she was, she should be able to take advantage of the change sooner rather than later.

Only 3 points remained.

I wasn’t certain what else to spend the points on, so I spent quite a bit of time just enjoying the performance in front of me, until I finally decided to finish up. For 1 point, I added a trait to her hair so it’d never knot or tangle up: “Untangleable.” And then, heaven forgive me; and don’t let the girls neuter me; I spent one point on each breast to make them produce milk.

Food was always a concern for us anymore. Usually, an animal (or woman) that produces milk had to consume more food to help make the milk, which would be an issue. But in this case, Brandr had also gained the ‘No Hunger’ advantage. With the combination of the two traits, “No Hunger” and “Produce Milk”, I thought she could help reduce our fears of starvation quite a bit in this world.

Heaven forgive me when I try to explain it to the girls, but I’d just turned Brandr into a super-sensitive, hairless, smooth, double-jointed milk maker, whose hair could never tangle up…

Somehow, I was beginning to think Isabella might end up with more pleased with herself than I was this morning. I was happy with the choices I’d made, but I dreaded trying to explain them as well.