[I would like to apologize again for the previous chapter. I understand if you are disappointed. I promised that I would make up for it. So, here it is. I hope you enjoy it.
As before, your feedback and comments (good or bad) will be very much appreciated.]
You reached your bed and flip off the covers, close your eyes and lay you head on the firm but comfortable pillow. You tried to sleep, but after minutes of tossing and turning, the sandman still won't come and visit you. So you just gave up. You are laying on you side facing the window. You open your eyes to the beautiful rolling hills. Then, the scroll got you attention. You hesitantly slide up the bed until you are in a sitting position.
You reached out and obtain the object. It is about five inches long and about an inch or more in diameter. You held it on one end of the scroll and slowly pulled on the pink ribbon to untie the string that held it together. You let the ribbon fall on your lap. Surprisingly, the document did not unravel itself after you release it from its bounds. You look around the object to find the edge of the paper. Instead, you find a small message that says "You can bind your manhood with my ribbon before kissing my lips …". The text is followed by an image of a woman's lips. You stared at the pink ribbon lying on you lap for a few seconds and decided not to do as message says. The silhouette of the lips got your curiosity, though. The image seems to shimmer and change color as the light strikes it at different angles. You let your finger feel the amazing material that can cause such an illusion.
You immediately felt dizzy so you closed your eyes for a second and shook you head. However, when you opened them again, you area no longer sitting in your bed. You are standing in the middle of nothing. You cannot see your surroundings. You cannot even see the grounds you are standing on. Everything is just blank. You know that you are not blind, though, because you can see your own hands and feet. You cannot hear anything else, either. Just your own breath and, now, heavily thumping heart. You started to panic but realized that you cannot move your arms and legs. But, you still feel them.
A moment later, you hear something else in the background – footsteps. It seems to be coming towards you. Noting that you cannot defend yourself, your anxiety grew. Slowly, something seems to be materializing from the white background. It is more like that the white smoke is slowly parting to reveal the creature that is making the tapping sound. You gasp as the she completely materializes just a few feet from you. It's her. The prostitute that "serviced" Prince Oscar a while ago. [See chapter 2 for details]
"Hello, welcome and thank you for trying our sampler. My name is Krysta. I am going to provide you with a guided tour of our facility and show you the services that we provide." She looks different from the last time. She is dressed with a soft, silk, light blue robe. Although loose, it still accentuated the beautiful curves or her body. Her dress does not cover her arms, revealing its soft and smooth texture. She is also wearing a gold chain bracelet around her left wrist. Her hair is curled and extends just below her shoulders. The top of her head is crowned with small multi-colored flowers. She now looks more like an angel or a fairy than a whore. She continued her introduction. "This is pre-recorded, you cannot influence the outcome nor participate in it. However, you can see, smell, hear and smell everything as if it is reality. Therefore, I would suggest that you just relax. Put away all you apprehensions and enjoy the tour. So, shall we get started? But before that we don't need those".
She used her index finger and pointed to the clothes you are wearing. It vanished before your eyes, every fiber of it. Your nakedness is now exposed to your beautiful escort. "And I need something to hold on to as I lead you though our village." Immediately your manhood sprang to full attention. You have never experience being this hard since your teens. It's so hard it hurt. She looked into your eyes and her soft warm fingers envelop themselves around your penis. She bit her lower lip as she caressed up and down its length. You felt yourself twitch every time her finger slid by its head. She smiled at you and seemed satisfied of what she was doing. A few more strokes and she spun around walking ahead and leading you with your dick in tow.
Your surroundings begin to change. The blank page became a lush green meadow surrounded the high mountain ranges. You can smell the fresh air around you. You can also hear the birds chirping. You are amazed at the details understanding that this is all an illusion. You were brought to the entrance of the village.
The town is organized as a circle with smaller tents surrounding with an enormous structure in the center. The structures are mostly tents made up of cloths and sticks. The structure in the middle, however, is made up of stones and bricks. She let you absorb the sight for a while before dragging you to the right. You assumed that you visit each tent counterclockwise.
As if reading your mind, she said "We won't be able to see the entire village, due to lack of time. However, we will gladly give you a live tour if you requested. We will show you how to get here at the conclusion of the tour." You arrived at the first tent.
"Upon arrival to our village you will be greeted by two of our lovely ladies. You will be brought here to be cleaned and bathe." Two young petite women appeared out of nowhere accompanying a man. Each one held one arm as they guided him to the tub filled with clean and scented water. There is something familiar with the man. It's you. As you watch yourself getting undress by these nymphs, you turned to look at your mistress. She is also intently watching the scenario unfolding.
"Our girls will help the customer relax and comfortable. Although the girls would perform sexual favors if requested, the client knows that there are far more superior women in store for them." You are shocked to see yourself kissing, licking and toying with the women's nipples. You are barely in the water before you started to press your tongue inside their mouths. You know yourself better and concluded that you won't do such ungentlemanly acts. "The customer usually flirt with the girls and the girls would flirt back. They will try to get the client hot, their cocks hard and their libido pumping for the next activities of the evening."
You are in the tub now. The water is up to your chest. One of the women is sitting on the tub behind you wrapping her smooth legs around your neck and her hands is busy massaging you scalp. The other one is sitting on you lap rubbing your chest with one hand and stroking you cock with the other. You hands are not resting, either. One of your arms is wrapped around the legs on top of your shoulders caressing and feeling her smooth skin, while the other is busy pinching the nipple and alternately squeezing the soft but taunt breast of the one sitting on your lap. You cannot clearly hear the conversation among the three actors but the women are giggling and you seem to be enjoying the circumstances.
