Maria just lied there almost half an hour and tried to recover from her ordeal. She couldn't stop her sobs. Finally, Maria gathered her clothes to her hands. She sighed when noticing her panties and bra were missing. However, her most urgent need was to wash herself, hoping to feel less dirty. The room had no facilities for that and she peeked through the open door to the corridor. She saw another door she thought to be a toilet. Maria quickly sneaked to the door and rushed in. It was a toilet like she thought, but only a toilet without any shower. Fortunately it had a sink and she made her best to wash herself in it. She raised her other thigh on the edge of the sink. This position opened her pussy wide letting the cum flow easily out of it. She tried to catch it to her palm, but some of it escaped through her fingers and ended up to her knee of her standing leg. The amount of the fluid leaking out of her pussy revolted her and she couldn't help to start sobbing again. Maria opened the tap and took some water on her palm. She placed the palm against her sex and tried to rinse to cum away. She had to repeat this several time in order to get herself clean. She finally swiped the remaining cum from her thigh and knee. The hand paper she used to dry herself felt more like sand paper in her abused tissues. She began to dress up. The wet sperm stains on her shirt repulsed her, but it was better than nothing.
She started to feel a little better. Her courage returned and rage started to build in her. She decided to go straight to Billings' office, tell what has happened and then just quit. She wouldn't spend a minute in this place anymore. Maria took the elevator and marched directly to his office door. She didn't care to knock. The anger controlled her acts now. She just rushed in which surprised Billings sitting in his chair. She took a deep breath and was about to start her complaining but Billings was quicker.
"My dear. I see you are finished with your introduction session," he smiled and continued, "Did you like your customers?"
"They were no customers. They were a group of rapists!" she yelled.
"My, my. In our hotel we don't use such a bad language about our visitors."
"But they raped me! Can't you understand?!"
"I'm sure they were interested of what a pretty girl like you can offer to them. But that is why you are here for..."
The harsh truth revealed to Maria. Mr. Billings had allowed that to happen. But for sure, she wouldn't let anyone here to touch her a second time.
"You mean... you let them rape me?" Maria asked to make sure.
"Rape is such a rude word. I promised them you will make them happy."
"Isn't that something you need my permission too, you bastard?"
"Yes, we have the contract between two of us," he replied calmly.
"I can't recall there was anything about sexual favors," Maria said angrily.
"Did you really thought I would pay you that much only for personal training? Don't be ridiculous. For that money it must be more personal... you'll see."
"It doesn't matter. I will quit anyway," Maria stated.
"I don't think so. This only the first day of your 6 month contract," he answered.
"You can't force me to stay here!" she shouted.
"Remember I have still your passport... and your luggage."
"I don't care. I'll go straight to the police and tell what happened."
"That will cost you 2 million according to our confidentially agreement," he smiled.
"But raping is a crime. Crimes go over any agreements like that," she stammered.
"Yes, maybe in USA, but we are not there."
Maria's mind was in turmoil. Could that be true? She understood her situation was not good. She had no money, passport, phone, anything. She wasn't sure how long she would need to walk to get into the closest police station. And then what? It was only her story. Would they believe her? A panic raised in her.
"You can keep me imprisoned, but you cannot force me to work as a prostitute," she finally could say.
"No, we won't prison you. We'll let you move freely in our center. The other thing is something you want to do, to please men with your body."
"Why would I want anything like that?" Maria cried out.
"Because customer happiness is your number 1 priority."
"Fuck you, bastard and your pervert customers!" Maria replied furiously.
Billings didn't lose his calmness. "Yes, you can start by fucking me. I'm looking forward to see your skills. And your naked body too. So why don't you take those clothes off."
"In your dreams! I'm out of here."
Mr. Billings pressed a button under his desk. Instantly a big African guy entered his office blocking Maria's way out. He took a strong grip of Maria with his huge hands.
"Let me go!" she screamed.
"Let me introduce you to Asan. Some girls like you have named him Mr. Pain," Billings said.
Maria continued screaming. She couldn't help to be dragged to another room next to Billings' office. Asan lifted her on a wooden desk and made her lie down on her back. Maria tried to kick and squirm away, but Asan was too strong. Carefully he attached her wrists with leather bindings to the other end of the desk. Then he did the same thing to her ankles. Finally a wide leather belt pinned Maria's hips against the desk.
Maria was sure to be get raped again. She whined, "What are you doing to me? Please let me go."
Billings stepped to her sight. "Asan will introduce you some manners we use to persuade stubborn ladies like you."
Meanwhile Asan had taken Maria's sandals off. A wooden cane had appeared to his hand. Maria hadn't time to protest; the cane swayed against her soles. She felt every nerve in her body to react and the pain was worse she could ever imagine. She screamed her lungs out. That didn't make Asan to stop. Several hits followed. Maria thought she will faint. Finally the caning stopped.
"That was one of the Asan's favorites. He has several others too."
Maria couldn't recover before she felt Asan to take a strong grip of her fingers. Soon something sharp started to penetrate under her finger nail causing an intense pain. Again she cried out loudly.
"Please, stop. I will let you fuck me," Maria begged.
"You still don't get it. You are a whore now. It is not a matter of that you won't resist, if someone wants to use your body. Your job is to make men want to use it. Asan, go on."
To her shock Asan had some kind of gun in his hand. Maria suspected it was a stun gun and found out soon she was right. Asan pressed the tip of it against her breast and pulled the trigger. An electric shock emitted. It was not powerful enough to take her consciousness, but caused terrible pain. Next one was targeted on her nipple.
"I'll do anything, please stop, stooooop...." Maria cried.
Billings said, "Asan will let you go now. I will be waiting in my office. I'll give you five minutes to plan how you will seduce me. Then I'll expect to see you."
