When you awaken Sally and Joyce are no longer in bed with you. For a few moments you wonder if they were ever there or if the events you recall are merely bizarre vivid dreams. Your mind struggles to gain full consciousness and the cobwebs slowly peel away. It could not have all been a dream…you are naked in a clean bed. You feel the stiffness that comes form being used by so many in various ways over the past two days. Suddenly, you realize you are not alone.
Hunter is standing over you. You know he must have been watching you for sometime since you did not see or hear him enter. He reaches down and softly strokes your cheek with the back of his hand. You look into his eyes and are completely disarmed by his charming smiling. He lets his hand trailing down your face and neck to your shoulder. He walks his fingers delicately over your heaving breast. You are no longer embarrassed to be naked and exposed before this magnificent man. His touch sends jolts of electric sensation through your body. You wish he would climb atop you and take you now. You know he has awakened a lust that has been hidden within you by society’s silly mores. Finally, he speaks, and you hear Hunter’s deep sexy baritone again. Your body shivers as the sound of his voice causes your sex to flood.
“My precious rider, your adventure has taken you through many new and wonderful experiences. You will now enter the final phase of your journey of discovery. But first, I wish for you to think about your ride so far. Has your journey been exciting and enjoyable? What will you take away from my ride, sweet lady?”
When you start to answer his questions, Hunter places his finger to your lips. The answers are left to fill your mind. Hunter tells you that he has watched you grow and learn that eroticism should not be limited to the traditional. He says that he has seen you enjoy things that previously you would have found repulsive and now as the ride slows to a finish you will have one last new experience. You realize Hunter has somehow watched as so many have used your body for their pleasure and as you have taken pleasure in being used.
As Hunter begins to slowly undress, the wall behind him slides away. You see seated in a row of chairs all of the people that you have encountered on the ride so far. Sally and Joyce are there once again attired in their fancy harem outfits. The three gentle men who filled your every opening and showed that being used as a slut was an amazing erotic experience are seated together attired in business suits. The four rough men from the hall are there, now dressed in worker’s coveralls. Marcus is also there, seated right in the middle of the row flanked by the two voluptuous women. He looks every inch the Adonis. He is dressed in a splendid toga. It is parted slightly at the chest and thigh, allowing a peak of his gold thong and sculpted chest.
You gaze continues beyond the row of familiar faces to seats that rise above them. It is as if you are on the stage of a small theater. There are perhaps a dozen or so people seated watching intently. The sudden realization that you are naked and exposed causes you to look about for a means to cover yourself.
Hunter, who now stands completely naked before you places his finger to his lips and speaks softly, “Shhhhhhhh sweet lady. You have no need to be embarrassed. You will find being watched as I take you to your final destination will add to the thrill!”