This was a strange place. The walls were high and arched, and everywhere there radiated a strange, faint blue light. The room was very blue, the tiles of the floor and the great marble ceilings. A strange, light mist floated through the room. I trembled slightly, and the flimsy silk dress I now wore trembled with me.
For years I had been a prostitute in the streets of the city. Dim memories flashed into my head; I had been on the streets yesterday, why were the memories so faint? I could recall the burning desert heat, the flying sands. In here it seemed so far away, in this cool, blue chamber.
He had found me there, out in the burning heat. He was my third client of the day. He came into the little puny garden where I worked, a mysterious figure, all clad in long, red robes. I couldn't see an inch of skin. I lay out for him in my sexy little outfit, the corners of my small, but luscious breasts peeking out at him. He didn't say a word...didn't even move. He simply pulled out his cock from between the robes.
I was stunned at the sight of the thing. It was huge, like a horse's cock, about 10'' long, and thick. But stranger than that, it was red! I don't mean it was red as in flush with blood, I mean real, painted red!
I shook aside my hesitations and got down on my knees. I began to lick softly at the head. It tasted strange, as if it was coated with something...but it tasted good. I dove into him, wrapping my lips around his shaft and sucking greedily. He didn't move, didn't flinch...
Suddenly everything began to get fuzzy. I felt the strength leave my arms and legs, and suddenly everything blacked out, as I collapsed to the ground.
I awoke with a moan. I opened my eyes, but I had been blindfolded. I could feel a cool breeze blowing across my body...I was naked! I could tell that I had been tied to a wall, as I was clearly vertical. My bare feet stood on some hard surface, perhaps tile? I tried to speak, but it was muffled by some kind of gag.
Suddenly I heard a whisper in my ear. "Hello, Slut"
I tried to yell, but I could barely even hear myself over the cloth in my mouth. The whisper had sent a shiver down my whole body.
The voice in my ear chuckled softly. "Do not worry, little slut, no one's going to hurt you. I have...a proposition for you."
That sounded ominous. I stopped struggling, because I knew it was useless at this point.