Sam's knees were still trembling from his experience with Jessica. He had never experienced something so primal before. As Sam exited the hallway and returned to the lobby, he spoke with the receptionist.
"That was...amazing, I can't believe I didn't come here sooner."
"I'm glad to hear it sir, all of our clients are more than happy with their experience, I expected no less from our girls"
"How much will that come to?" Sam asked as he reached for his wallet.
"We don't accept money here sir."
Sam was flabbergasted. Free sex? No way.
"I'm sorry, what? You guys don't want payment."
"That's not what I said sir, I said we don't accept money here, payment will come in due time." The receptionist said with a smirk.
Confused, Sam waved goodbye to the receptionist and headed towards the exit. It had been a long night and Sam had work the next morning. As Sam opened the doors to leave he heard the receptionist from behind him.
"Same time tomorrow Sam? Or shall we put you up for next week."
"I...I don't know, I hadn't thought about coming back" Sam replied
"Don't be silly, all our clients come back...someway or another."
Bewildered and a little creeped out, Sam left the building and headed to his car. As he stepped inside and hit the ignition, it dawned on him that he hadn't ever told his name to the receptionist.
Sam hit the gas and headed home. He couldn't help but think back to his wonderful experience. As he thought more, his dick got harder. He got distracted and almost missed his exit.
As soon as Sam pulled into his driveway, he went straight inside and up to his room. He collapsed on his bed and passed out within seconds. He was drained.
-2 DAYS LATER-
Sam had just gotten home from work. He was stressed beyond comprehension. He was working with idiots and they didn't have any respect for him. They disregarded all his ideas just bitched about the most mundane things. It was infuriating. Sam couldn't stop thinking about it. He needed to blow off some steam.
He contemplated where he would go. The bar perhaps? Friday's were usually very busy and he could probably bring some dumb blonde home. Or perhaps he could go to the movies, just chill out alone and try to forget all this work nonsense. Then it hit him, Sam knew the perfect place to go. He hopped in his car and started driving towards the old industrial complex. He was going back to the sex house.
Sam's cock was throbbing the whole way there. He could not stop thinking about all the endless possibilities that were behind those doors. Sam wondered what other kinds of sexual pleasure he could indulge in. He needed to know.
He finally pulled up outside the old building and jumped out of his car. He burst through the doors and headed right for the front desk.
"Ah Sam, we were expecting you!"
"I need another room, please."
"Of course! Right this way sir."
The receptionist grabbed her key and led Sam towards the same mundane door as before. As she turned the key and opened the door, the familiar scent of sex wafted across his face. It was a welcome smell. Same stepped through the doorway, and the receptionist closed the door behind him. Sam was back in the familiar hallway.
Sam walked down the hallway and browsed his options. He wasn't sure what he was after today. Thankfully he had his dick for that.
Roxanne - Ass Specialist
Renee - Professional Milker
Darlene - Professor of Facesitting and Anilingus
These were all worthy options but Sam eventually stumbled across one that really made his cock hard.
Selene - Latex Queen
Sam had never told anyone about his latex fetish. It was so taboo, but he loved latex so much. He loved the touch, taste, smell and sound of latex. It got his dick hard. This was an opportunity Sam was not gonna let down. He knew he needed this. He opened the door and peaked inside.
Inside the rooms was a sight to be beheld. All faces of the rooms were covered in black latex, even the ground. The room emitted that specific rubbery latex smell that Sam loved so much. Other than the latex interior, there was a throne in the middle of this rooms as well, similar to Jessica's room, this one was red. Atop this throne was a beauty like no other, Selene he presumed.
Selene had black hair, wavy and pale skin. Her eyes were piercing green and her features were sharp. She had a nose ring and a stud on her tongue. Her lips were covered in shiny black lip gloss. Sam was so fixated on her face that he didn't even notice what she was wearing.
Selene was wearing a tight, shiny, black latex catsuit that hugged her body so tight and perfectly. The catsuit fit perfectly over her big tits and even bigger ass. Selene was also wearing a pair of black, leather, thigh highs with straps all the way along them and a metal collar. She was holding a riding crop in her hands, black too of course.
"Ah Sam, Jessica has told me all about you, you're her foot slut, correct?"