I woke up with a fuzzy half conscious feeling. My eyes were bleary, the light was bright. I sat up in bed and recognized, after a moment, that I was naked except for a choker collar, with an electronic box on it, and a padlock on the clasp.
My skin went cold, and my heart started pounding in my chest. There was a soft murmuring i could hear, but I couldnt concentrate on any sound but the blood pilsing through my ears.
I sat up in the small bright room that I was in, I looked around. There was a toilet and shower in the corner, with no curtain or doors. The doorway to outside the room had no door in it.
A moment later, a naked girl, maybe twenty years old, with only the same collar on came to the door. She was very sexy, hairless except for her head, her labia shined with moisture. She was prettier than me, but I was too distracted to assess her.
She was holding a tray with a sandwich, water and an apple. She approached me slowly and cautiously.
"Where..." My voice cracked and wheezed from lack of moisture. She came right over putting the tray on the bed and handing me the glass of water.
"Its called the Hall of Pleasure... It's your new home. I'm going to help you tonight through your first shift, since I am not working this evening."
The words "Hall of Pleasure" and both of us being naked should have been warnings, but I was too out of it to understand. I drank the water and she continued.
"From 10 every night until 5 every morning, customers come in, and we do as they ask." She paused and I swallowed my water, and she said "you understand what I mean?"
I shake my head.
"We're sex slaves" she says without the emotion I feel as i hear the words.
She pats my shoilder gently. "We work 7 days a week, except every night a winner is picked. She tends to a girl throughout the following night, cleaning her, helping her to the bathroom, staying hydrated, etc." She sighs, "I won last night." She smiles kindly to let me know she'll help.
"I'm a virgin... I can't..." I have a hundred thoughts flooding my brain and they all fight to come out.
"I was too, most of us were." She gives a frown, but doesn't seem sad. She seems to be stating facts as if she's not heartbroken.
"How long..."
"I've been here probably 2 years? It's hard to tell exactly, the days and nights overwhelm. It's easier to track by periods. When we get our periods we're taken out of rotation and we caretake. I think I've counted 21..."
"I'm scared..." I confessed, my heart pounding, but no tears came.
"I know, and I'm going to help you as best as I can, but we only have ten minutes before our workout session. So I need to tell you all the rules, and you need to eat."
I took a bite of my sandwich and listened in horror. Despite the adrenaline, and the fear, my stomach was completely empty, and needed the food.
"Every night, you start with three refusal cards. They each work on one hole for one customer. Say a guy with a ten inch, fat cock comes in, and asks for anal, you can refuse access, then he can use your pussy or ass, or jerk off onto you. You can use all three cards on one guy, but that just means he isn't allowed to penetrate you. He can still use you. so dont use all three. I really suggest saving them for big cocks and anal. You'll want to use it on a stinky cock going in your mouth, but save them for anal. But once youve used a refusal on a huy and a particular hole, they're denied that hole for the entire night. No coming back for seconds and getting in there."
I had stopped chewing with a mouthful, and she motioned for me to resume and I did.
"If you dont use any cards on a man, and make him cum, you get a point. These points are how you earn a night off." She smiled, "whether you use your 3 cards tonight or not, youre likely to be tonight's winner. Every guy wants to try a new girl."
