She'd done it. She'd once again put together the fee for the personal fluffing service, dumped the guy she'd been using as her plaything, and booked herself in. In the last few months she'd taken out her piercings and the hole liners, letting the flesh grow back over the modifications to her flesh. Her body was back to its original shape, and maybe a bit more in trim, as she'd been able to keep herself very active since her first visit to the 'Hotel'.
This time she was booked in for four weeks. She'd taken a 'month off' contraceptive pill so her body would be available for the whole time she was away. Her hair was grown out longer than ever, almost down to her waist. She'd also been practising wearing higher and higher heels, getting herself ready for her current adventure. She had some definite ideas of what she wanted to happen...
Her arrival at the 'Hotel' was as before. In traditional hospitality mode, she arrived after the 11 AM room vacating point. The ornately appointed building had been recently cleaned and repainted. The fluffing business was clearly a good one to be in!
Checking in was the same, handing over all her personal possessions for secure storage for the duration of her stay. This time however she was told by the receptionist "The Director would like to meet you before you get started. Please follow the bellboy."
She did as she was asked, not sure why the change, or the more 'personal' treatment. It did not matter to her, as long as she got the release she was craving for.
The office she was led to was absolutely as she expected it. Wood panelled walls, leather bound books on fitted bookcases. A big oak desk at one side with a leather faced chair. And the windows had fantastic views out over the manicured gardens, seen through their multi-panelled glass, that went all the way up to the high ceilings.
"Ah, come in my dear, and do please sit down. You may call me professor - there are no names here, as we take your confidentiality seriously."
She sat down as he bade her do, looking at him inquiringly, not knowing how to start the conversation. Fortunately, he did.
"I've asked you for this brief chat for two reasons. The first is administrative. Due to how far you went last time you were with us - nono, no need to blush..." She had turned crimson thinking the grey haired gentleman knew of her previous visit - "I don't know the details, just the relative levels! Anyway given the level you reached on your first visit, we feel that you should sign an extended consent form, which will allow us to fulfil your requirements, but keep us all, yourself included, protected. The form is on the desk there, but I would like you to hear the second reason for this visit before you sign the form...
"If you'd come to us just a week ago for a second visit, we would have refused you. We aren't in the business of creating, for the lack of a more descriptive term, nymphettes. However as you are back here relatively quickly, I'd like you to make sure in your mind that you are in control of yourself."
She sat there for a minute or two, reviewing how she was feeling. Eventually she told him "Thank you for your concern. But although I am looking forward to my month, I know it will be a buildup. If I was getting that addicted, I would be straight in there, demanding satisfaction! I am however intending to have a really great time, and not just the fluffing - I intend to enjoy some of your other facilities this time."
"Good, I'm very glad to hear you say that - In that case please sign the form, and I hope we meet your expectations and that we'll see you again... Just not too soon!"
He handed her a pen with a flourish and a big grin.
She signed the form after reading it, realising that it just confirmed what she wanted and that it was of her own free will. She got up and was shown to the door, where the bellboy escorted her to her bedroom. The same one as before.
Her time had started.
It began the same way, with her logging on to the computer by the bed in the bedroom part of her suite. The cameras that were recording her every move in that room were running already. And she could feel the wet warmness of her pussy juices where they had dripped down her legs. The body she was wearing under her dress provided no barrier to their flow, and they pooled under her on the seat as her first session began.
Her personal fluffer suggested an outfit and the toys she would be using. She quickly agreed, going to stand by the dumb waiter as the first of the items shot up to her access point. It was a sexy, sheer bra and panty set, in red with some satin panels in strategic locations.
She went to her en-suite, and undressed, dropped her clothing down the laundry chute. First off she used the douche shower attachment to give her pussy and ass a good thorough clean-out. It took several goes of filling her rectum with warm water and expelling it before the water came out clear. Having seen to her erogenous zone preparations, she proceeded to a leisurely shower and went through the body air dryer. Now she was clean and ready she headed back into the bedroom.
While she'd been getting cleaned up, a new load had arrived in the dumb waiter. A sexy shiny black butt plug, an internal vibrator and a couple of vibrating nipple patches were ready for her. She stuck the pads to her nipples, slipped the vibrating egg into herself, and with some effort and a couple of squirts of lube got the plug into her back orifice. She put on the bra and panties, keeping the wires that trailed from her toys out. After sitting on the chair before the computer terminal, she plugged the cables into the appropriately marked sockets on the chair. This provided continuous power and gave control over to the computer and her fluffer, should they wish to interfere.
Her fluffer soon had her directed to some of the facilities' porn, which had an appropriate track to control the toys attached to her body. The film she was watching was a particularly raunchy one, with two lesbians on screen, one pleasuring the other. Each time a nipple was licked, the vibrating patch on the same nipple went off. Stronger for a suck, and stronger still for a nibble.