Change to the Setup

Two days later, Luisa got an email from Sarah asking her to meet, so she walked down the hall to Sarah's office and went in. As she sat, Sarah said, "We've had a complaint about the new gloryhole, and I wanted to discuss it with you."

"A complaint?" asked Luisa, surprised. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no, nothing like that," said Sarah. "We got some feedback from a couple of LWG members who visited you and they gave you high marks on your oral skills."

Luisa blushed a little.

Sarah continued, "No, the issue is that with the current setup, they can't see your body. The whole reason you're even nude is for equity with the men's gloryhole, where the glass lets them see you. But with the way the women sit, you can't really be seen at all."

Luisa just looked at her, so Sarah carried on. "My idea for a fix is to have a table put in the room. You would lie on it, and women could climb up onto your face. This would also have the benefit of being more comfortable for you, without really inconveniencing the... clients. What do you think?"

"You want them to sit on my face? To see my body they'd have to have their ass in my face, wouldn't they?"

"Well, yes, a little, I suppose. I imagine them leaning forward a little. And of course they could sit either direction if they liked. Plus, we could install a few mirrors so they could see you from any direction."

"I don't know, Sarah. It doesn't sound so great to me. I mean, oral is ok, but facing that way... it seems gross. And I'd feel exposed!"

"Luisa, I understand," soothed Sarah. "We'll make sure people know about cleanliness. And probably most women will just watch you in the mirror. On the bright side, doing this will probably make things move along faster, you know."

Luisa wasn't sure this sounded good, because it just meant servicing more women.

"Anyway, Luisa, I'd like you to try it for a few weeks and see. If it's really bad, we will try to find some other approach."

Luisa frowned. "Ok," she said glumly. "I will try it."

"Great!" said Sarah, ignoring Luisa'a frown. "I'll get it set up!"

The next week, Luisa went to the booth twenty minutes early to check it out. The comfortable chair had been removed, and in its place was a table. It looked a bit like a massage table, but without the hole where you'd put your face -- long and cushioned, upholstered with something waterproof. 'At least it's not a bed,' thought Luisa. Looking around, she found the panic button mounted just underneath the right edge. A small stepstool stood by the bed to make it easy for women to mount her.

Mirrors with gilt frames had been installed on every wall so that women on the table -- 'On my face,' she thought glumly -- would be able to see Luisa's naked body.

She shut the door to change, and there on the back was her photo with the speech balloons arranged around it. Two new ones had been added, one reading "Sit on my face! Face either way you like!" and another saying "Comment on my body!". Luisa sighed but continued to strip.

Her clothes carefully put away, she set the alarm on her phone, climbed onto the bed, tucked a towel under her back -- she had remembered to bring one this week -- fastened the blindfold over her eyes, and lay down to wait.

No sooner had she set her head down than the door opened and someone stepped into the room.

"Professor! You're so sexy?" The statement as a question could only come from Justine. Luisa heard the familiar sounds of Justine taking off her skirt, and then Justine clambering up onto the table. Justine didn't waste any time, and suddenly her pussy was rubbing against Luisa's mouth. Justine chose to sit facing Luisa's feet, and Luisa could feel her hands on either side of her body. "Lick?" commanded Justine.

Luisa opened her mouth and slid out her tongue, and was rewarded by Justine grinding her pussy down onto her lips. She sought, and found, Justine's clit, and began licking and sucking at it. Justine rode her face unceremoniously, sliding her pussy back and forth over Luisa's nose and face -- her tempo increasing as she got progressively more excited. Fluid from her pussy smeared all over Luisa's mouth and nose. 'I didn't sign up for this,' she thought.

The polite Justine of last week was gone, and the new Justine gyrated freely on Luisa's face, moving faster and faster until she started orgasming. Letting out a loud shriek, Justine began shaking and fell forward, stopping herself only by grabbing onto Luisa's upper thighs. She sat there, her pussy still on Luisa's mouth, panting heavily, for a minute.

Then Justine dismounted and got dressed. "Thanks Professor? Until next week?" she said.

Luisa was having mixed feelings. Justine had touched her legs -- a violation of the rules -- but at the same time, it was in the heat of the moment, and hadn't really felt all that bad. Luisa's face, and especially her nose, hurt a little due to Justine, but on the other hand, she had to admit it had been pretty hot the way the young blonde had lost all her inhibitions and ridden her face as if... well, as if she were just a sex toy. The mere idea excited Luisa, and then her excitement left her feeling slightly ashamed.

She barely had time to wipe her face before the next woman entered.