Chapter 1: The Brothel

"Over here we have what we call the Glory Pods, each one contains a Sucker. Since they have no real desire to leave, they're only leashed to a carabiner in the cell, no bars or anything oppressive. Just something to keep them from wandering off from their post." Carlos, the owner of this underground Sucker brothel explained as they passed a series of shallow closet-like rooms, each one with a Sucker facing away, towards the far wall, kneeling on a pillow, servicing a cock through a glory hole. The hallway was a cacophony of slurping, moaning, and sucking noises. Behind the girls was the bar, where patrons could watch the girls feed on their doners.

"We've implemented a new technology into their collars that vibrates and chimes just before their next client shows up. We've found this focuses the Sucker and begins to build anticipation, which directly correlates to increased pleasure for our guests. It's interesting, after a few months of the updated collars, the girls would begin to drool uncontrollably when the chime went off, it's straight out of Pavlov's theory." Carlos continued.

"Interesting, perhaps I should get one for my sweet Kiki" Madam D mused, giving Kiki's leash a tug. Kiki followed closely behind Madam D, her Owner, both in the literal and legal sense. Kiki was an exotic dark-skinned Sucker with short curly hair and a large ass. She was outfitted with a collar with "Kiki" on it, an O-ring gag, causing her to drool all over her breasts, and an arm binder, keeping her arms behind her back. Madam D must have a thing for piercings, because Kiki had multiple nipple, navel, and labia rings, all with chains connecting them.

"What about those rooms?" Madam D asked, pointing and inadvertently (or possibly intentionally) yanking the leash in another direction.

"We call those 'Activity Rooms', for our clients who want more than just a blowie. You'll notice the walls are fogged glass, which allows for a healthy mix of privacy for the client, and eroticism for the onlookers." Carlos explained as he pointed to the uninterrupted sight-lines from the bar and tables. "Each room is equipped with a number of tools, toys, and furniture. Some items are by special request." Nodding to the riding crops and various BDSM items showcased on the wall behind the bar.

"This is all quite impressive. I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting this level of grandeur, cleanliness, and variety. I'll definitely give one of those glory pods a try before I leave." Madam D mused, looking back the way they came. Her massive cock gently bobbing against her too-short skirt. The bottom ~7 inches of her cock were exposed, a common power move by Owners.

"Our girls would be delighted to service you Madam D. And what a lovely cock you have, if you don't mind me saying." Carlos said, bowing slightly and nodding to her meat stick.

"Yes, yes..." Madam D said dismissively, waving the hand holding Kiki's leash. "Kiki and I have some business to attend to back in our room. I look forward to discussing the business venture with you tomorrow morning Mr. Carlos. Kiki! Come!"

Madam D gave Kiki's leash a rough yank, pulling the poor girl forward a few inches. Carlos knew the Sucker enjoyed such treatment, though he wasn't sure exactly how... That didn't look comfortable to him.

"Don't they look so happy Kiki? Are you jealous? Don't worry you'll have plenty of shifts in one of those pods here soon enough." Carlos overheard Madam D talking to her Sucker as they walked away. Carlos felt elated, it seems Madam D was definitely serious about the proposal.