The dimmed hallway led to an old gated freight elevator. It looked like the setting for a horror movie, but they walked down anyway...cautiously. As they made their way, their heels clacked against the hard tiled floor.
Meanwhile, in a darkened room...camera monitors track every step of these two sexy, young, Asian ladies.
At the elevator door the two women looked at each other. "You ready for this?" Janet asked Winnie.
Winnie nods silently, yet warily.
Janet reaches out her finger and presses against the intercom button.
A fuzzy voice blared over the intercom system, "What's The Password?"
Janet leaned into the intercom and pressed the 'talk' button, "I love black cock."
The fuzzy voice shot back, "Please step back so he can get a look at you."
Janet and Winnie stood back as a camera from above shined down on them.
Back in the darkened room, a figure glanced at the image on the other end of the camera feed. "What do you think boss?"
The boss was the man known as Mr. Marcus. His cock was legendary and he was one of the true cocksmiths around. His big black dick was something told about during girls' nights out, bachelorette parties, and online porn forums. Some believe he was real. Others believed he was like Bigfoot...just a myth.
Marcus gazed closely at the image of the two sexy Asian women showing themselves for the camera.
The one that did all the talking was petite with a nice dark tan and fit body. She had long black hair down just below her shoulder, a pretty face with big eyes and a wide smile. She was dressed in a body fitting short sleeved purple dress that clung to her toned physique and cut about mid-thigh. She had small tits, probably size A's, but a flat stomach, a nice shapely ass, and fine legs that were covered in black satin thigh high stockings. She wore shiny, 5 inch metallic gray peep-toe platform heels that gave her a slutty, sexy look.
Marcus nodded approvingly.
He then cast his eyes at the quiet, almost demure women standing in the background. She had a cute, sexy look about her. Much taller than her friend and paler in skin color, they looked like opposites. Her skin color and cute face, gave her an angelic look about her. She was also slim, but with slightly curly black hair down to just above her shoulders. Clothed in a twirly pink wrap dress made of a very thin and loose material tied around by a small white belt, she looked like a slight breeze would blow up the skirt of her dress to reveal her intimates underneath. That risqué look contrasted with her shy demeanor and it intrigued Marcus greatly. A pair of 4 ½ inch nude platform pumps completed the outfit and made her look very model-esque. Marcus noted the hint of nude colored stockings and immediately smiled to himself. If he were to dress a woman to his exact liking, this would be it.
He leaned into the microphone and spoke with a deep voice, "What's The Second Password?"...and I want to hear your friend say it.
Janet immediately shot back, "Oh, no no no. Not her. Just me."
There was a pause that almost sounded like a disappointed sigh. Fine, what's the second password the fuzzy voice called out? Janet quickly responded, "The Second Password is "I'm a black cock slut"."
A loud buzz sound signaled the opening of the freight elevator doors. The two women entered. As the doors closed and the elevator slowly ticked its way up, the two women looked at each other again.
"You sure about this?" Winnie asked. Janet nodded back confidently.
Within a matter of seconds, the elevator reached the top floor and the doors slid open. The two women stepped out into a brightly lit waiting room. A man dressed as a bodyguard stood there and motioned the women in.
"Leave your bags, phone, and cameras with me."
The two women did as asked.
The bodyguard handed Janet a form. "This is the contract stating the terms of the agreement tonight. By signing, you acknowledge that you are knowingly and willingly engaging in sexual activities. The rules are simple, if you can make him cum before you do, you win 100 thousand dollars. If you don't, then you are his for the remainder of the night and he will do with you as he pleases."
Janet glanced at the contract and quickly flipped to the last page and scribbled her signature. She handed the papers back to the bodyguard.
A quick look at the contract, then back at Janet, and the bodyguard motioned with his head. "Go down the hall. Last door on your right." He then looked at Winnie. "You have to wait in here."
Janet and Winnie looked at each other silently. Finally, Janet gulped and began to make the long walk down the hallway. The sound of her heels clicking on the hardwood floor created an eerie echo.
As Janet reached the doorway, she stopped and looked back at Winnie. She was still standing there, nodding her head in encouragement. Janet took a deep breath and opened the door and stepped in.
Inside was a candlelit room with blue walls. It was very open and clean, except for a large king sized bed in the middle. Janet looked around and found no one in the room. She took a few steps in and was startled by the touch of strong hands behind her.
She turned back to find Mr. Marcus standing there naked. He massive 9 inch cock hanging off his body like a tree limb. She gulped at the sight.
"So what's your name?"
"Janet"
Jerking his rock hard cock Marcus complimented, "You are one sexy woman...I haven't had some Asian in awhile."
With extreme confidence Janet shot back, "Well you are going to get all the Asian pussy you can handle tonight."
Mr. Marcus laughed. "I like the sound of that."
