CHAPTER 4: My First Service
Quick recap: After months living what I thought was a secret double life, servicing my mothers' friends I am told by my mother to report to the women's health club as she has lined up a job for me. While there I meet Mrs. O rather intimately and am shocked to listen in as my mother discusses my performance... Clearly, she knows what this job entails!
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I heard the door close behind my mother and felt Mrs. O slide her chair slightly forward, just enough for my tongue to reach her still moist cunt lips. It was obvious what she expected, but she grabbed my head and pushed me into her waiting quim. I started slowly as I had been taught, speeding up as Mrs. O began to grind into my young mouth. Soon she was moving my head up and down, using me as an oral fuck toy, her cum beginning to run down my chin as I felt her shiver, then relax.
"Ricky" she said sharply. My assistant Anna Yuan is going to give you a quick orientation then put you to work. Today you only have 3 clients, there were 4, but for some reason one backed out." She said with an odd smile. "I expect you to treat them well."
"Anna!" she yelled out, facing the hidden door, which promptly opened, revealing a slender, unsmiling Asian woman, slightly shorter than Mrs. O or my mother, like a sexy Asian housemaid. Her long black hair was pulled into a ponytail which she had pulled over her right breast. Standing in front of two such beautiful but different women fully nude should have been embarrassing, but in this setting, it seemed perfectly normal. Anna was wearing a short black skirt and white blouse. I could see her nipples protruding through the thin material, her long slender legs encased in dark, sheer nylons, a red garter just showing under the skirt on her left leg. She and Mrs. O exchanged a meaningful look, the meaning of which I could not imagine until Mrs. O abruptly said "Be nice to him... today". A slight nod being the only indication that Anna had heard her. Looking down at my semi erect cock, "Come" was all she said.
I followed. We went out and to the last door on the right as before, into the men's locker room.
"Ricky" she said as she pointed to a door adjacent to the locker room. "That is the rear entrance, from here on out you enter and leave thru there." Entering the locker room she began "I think you know where your cloths are, in future just use any open locker. You can trust the other boys not to steal from you, but for this shift we are a bit short handed, there are only five of you, I doubt you will bump into anyone, but if you do, we discourage talking. Remember, you are on display!" Reaching into a pocket in her skirt she pulled out a black permanent marker. Leaning forward I could feel her drawing on my right pectoral. "Ricky, your number is 6. From here on out" she said, handing me the marker, "draw a 6 on your chest just like this after you clean up for your shift." Being numbered was oddly humiliating, but it felt right for some reason I would have to think about later.
As before I noticed the sign over the mirror begin flashing, jumping from 1 to 3 to 5 in seconds. "You are already popular Ricky!" Anna said with a slightly demeaning smile. "Did Mrs. O explain the signage to you?"
"No ma'am, she didn't" I said, sensing that a longer reply would not be welcome.
"Well you see Ricky. Behind those mirrors is the Pink Key Lounge where our members wait for their showers and receive certain other services, they can watch everything that goes on in here, and for fun we let them rate how you look. That sign is just for fun, the one over there" she said pointing to a computer screen recessed into the wall "is where you will receive your instructions and stall assignment. OH, here is your first customer!" she said, genuinely smiling for the first time. "I have no idea who it is, but you see it says 6-sh2, that means attendant 6, you, to shower 2. Down here you can see any pre-selected treatments. The list is simple, our I.T. guy is working to make it nicer, but for now you can sell all the options, with the selected items highlighted. If nothing is highlighted, just go with the flow, the member will direct you."
On the screen I saw:
•Full package
•As instructed
•Oral sex before shower
•Full shower, with hair
•Full shower no hair
•Sex organ scrub only
•Oral sex in the shower
oPussy
oAss
oOther: Fill in the blanks
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•Conventional sex (penetration) discouraged
Only As Instructed was highlighted.
"OK Ricky, this way" she said exiting the locker room to the rear, walking past the unusually low urinals, the mirror coming down to just above my knees... Did the women in the lounge watch us pee?
"Now Ricky," Anna said, her accent altering my name slightly, very sexy. "There are a few rules, and some things you need to know."
"First, you are NEVER to speak to the member you are servicing. Remember, your job is to be something of a shower fixture. Your title is Attendant, but you are here for the pleasure of our members and to service their needs."
"Always do as you are told. We discourage our members from talking to you, but occasionally one will. Please do not respond unless asked a direct question."
"Also, you will not know which member you are servicing before they join you in the shower. For all I know your first guest could be someone you know, a relative, one of your mother's friends, someone you thought liked you, a friend's mother. Do not react. They pay a lot for their membership; every shower experience is theirs to direct. Any questions?"
My mind was reeling. What had I, or my mother gotten me into?
"Ma'am, I do have one question if I may." I said meekly. Her expression clearly reflected her annoyance, but "Go ahead" she replied.
"Does my mother know what goes on here?"
Her reaction was not what I expected. She laughed out loud, looking me in the eye. It felt like she laughed for a long time, at me, not with me. I felt truly humiliated, degraded even.
"Ricky, your mother has been a member here for the past few years. She is earning her way up, but you will learn more about the other perks we offer once you have been here for a while."
Not knowing how I felt about this I simply nodded.
Handing me a blue pill and a black rubber ring, "Ok Ricky, thru that door" she said pointing past the urinals. "The stalls are clearly marked, yours is #2, just stand in the nook until your guest arrives. Put that cock ring on now and leave it on at all times, and ALWAYS remove all of the hair between your legs. REMEMBER THE RULES!" her last words barked out with an authoritarian air.
The door opened easily, I could see 10 shower stalls, all clearly marked, steam seeping from the tops of several of the solid metal doors. After pushing the black ring to the base of my young cock, I proceeded to the shower marked #2.
The shower was not what I expected. First, my door was clearly a rear entrance. Once inside I was standing in a nook, adjacent to the main shower stall, tiled in white with grey accents. A low bench was to my right, opposing shower heads on the opposing walls.
Standing there naked I was a bit chilly, my erection receding in spite of the blue pill. Fortunately, I did not have to wait long.