Byron, age 25

You walk confidently down the hallway, excited to see what the hotel has to offer. Mystified by the thought of a tailored sexual encounter, your mind starts to go wild at the possibilities. You've always had a bit of a schoolgirl fantasy, or even something more intense, like bondage, but at the end of the day, you're a sucker for a good blowjob.

Curious, you wonder how they can ensure you pay if you don't choose to pay up front. Couldn't you sneak out a window or something to avoid paying? There might have been something in the details of the waiver, but it's probably fine.

The door to your room is ajar, and you walk in, closing it behind you. The room is simple, but comfortable. It's dimly lit, revealing a large bed, a door that leads to the bathroom, and a third door you assume is a closet.

A voice echoes through your head. Strange, you didn't notice a PA system. "You have selected to pay without cash. Please enter the door at the back of the room to commence service." The closet door clicks and opens on its own, inviting you in. Service? That doesn't sound right. You weren't here to clean rooms, especially not at a love hotel. You turn to leave but have trouble opening the door you entered through. Was it... locked? You weren't given a key.

Curious, you turn to look at the now open door.