"Throatrape Emporium"

You decide on the Throatrape Emporium, and you make your way there.

You enter a modern hotel lobby. It's quite nicely furnished, as far as you can tell. But there are no people aside from the receptionist at the front desk, and you approach her.

A blonde woman in her late 20s greets you with a smile. "Hello! How can I help you?" she asks warmly.

"Um, hi. I just saw the sign outside and I'm just curious," you respond. "What is this place?"

She stands up. You look at her up and down from behind the receptionist desk, noticing a sexy but professional outfit. She squints back at you through her rectangular prescription glasses.

"Oh of course. Well, we are Throatrape Emporium. As the hotel manager, I handle all the girls here. We offer a unique and tailored throatfucking experience to our guests. Upstairs" -- she gestures to an elevator -- "we have our play area consisting of bedrooms, saunas, and lounges for our guests to enjoy a relaxing throatfucking vacation. If you like, I can register you for a 24 hour pass -- but guests can visit for as long as they like. Would you like to hear about the selection of girls that are currently available to throatrape?"

"This is so dope," you say. Your mind is reeling with ideas of the possibilities in this place. "Yeah, please tell me about the girls."

"Of course sir," she answers. "To tailor the experience to you, we need to know your preferences. What level of resistance do you prefer? For example, you could say that you prefer girls with moderate or strong gag reflex, or none at all. And you could say that you prefer girls who love getting throatraped, or girls who hate it. Or anywhere in between."

You think to yourself for a moment.

"I will remind you sir, that as Throatrape Emporium, we specialize in the **** and strugglefuck experience, although we have girls to accomodate all throatfucking preferences."