Chapter Five: Slutty Shenanigans at the Hotel Part two

With a trembling hand, Jake unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor, his erection springing free.

Lorelai's eyes widened slightly at the size of him, but she was unfazed.

She leaned in and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took him deeper.

His eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a low moan of pleasure.

Rory watched from the sidelines, her own arousal building as she saw her mother's lips stretch around the stranger's cock.

She felt a thrill of excitement at the idea of her mother being used so openly, so wantonly.

It was a stark contrast to the woman who had raised her, the woman who was now a mere plaything for their master's whims.

"And now, Rory," Damian said, his eyes flicking towards who was watching the scene with rapt attention.

"You're going to show us how persuasive you can be." “Aren’t you ?”

Rory nodded, her pupils dilated with excitement.

“I want you to go down to the reception desk and fuck that receptionist do you understand ?”

“Yes Master I Understand” Rory answered eagerly, her voice a mix of excitement and trepidation.

She knew what was expected of her and the thrill of the task at hand made her wet. She had never felt so alive, so powerful, and so utterly slutty.

Without another word, Rory turned on her heel and strode back out of the suite, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet.

She descended the hallway, her heart racing, and the anticipation of what was to come washed over her like a warm wave.

She reached the lobby, her eyes searching for the Amber The Blonde haired receptionist.

She found her, talking on the phone, her eyes glazing over as she caught sight of Rory’s naked form.

Amber hung up abruptly, her gaze raking over Rory’s body.

"My Master sent me to please you as a thank you" Rory asked, her voice a seductive purr.

Amber nodded, her eyes wide and hungry but worried about being scene together.

Rory leaned over the counter, her firm breasts pressing against the cool marble.

"Let's go to the back," she whispered, her hand reaching out to grab the receptionist's hand.

Amber eyes followed Rory’s movements, and she nodded again, her desire overriding her nerves.

They made their way to a small, dimly lit office, the scent of sex and desire thick in the air.

The receptionist closed the door, and Rory pushed her onto the desk, her legs parting automatically.

"I'm going to make you feel so good," Rory promised, her voice a low growl.

Amber’s eyes were wide with lust as Rory leaned in, her mouth finding the other woman's neck.

She kissed and nibbled her way down, her hands unbuttoning blouse.

Amber’s breath hitched as Rory's warm tongue traced her collarbone, sending shivers down her spine.

"Oh god," the receptionist moaned, her hands tangling in Rory's hair.

"What are you doing to me?"

Rory smiled wickedly, her teeth grazing the woman's ear.

"I'm just following orders," she whispered, her breath hot against her skin.

Her hands slid up to cup the Ambers breasts, feeling the nipples harden beneath her palms.

The blonde arched her back, pushing herself into Rory's touch.

Without waiting for permission, Rory dipped her head and took one of Ambers nipples into her mouth, sucking and teasing it until it was a tight peak.

The receptionist's moans grew louder, and wrapped her legs around Rory's waist, pulling her closer.

Rory's own arousal was building,as she could feel the wetness between own her legs as she kept on sucking each tit of Ambers.

"Oh, yes," the blonde gasped, her hands clawing at Rory's back. "Please, more."

Rory's eyes sparkled with mischief as she moved lower, her tongue tracing a wet path down the woman's stomach to the apex of her thighs.

She could feel the heat radiating from the receptionist's pussy, and she knew she had to taste it.

She slid off the desk and knelt before her, pushing the woman's legs apart even further.

Ambers panties were already drenched, and Rory didn't waste any time.

She slid them aside and buried her face between the receptionist's legs, her tongue darting out to lick the sensitive folds.

Her moans grew louder, filling the small office with the sweet sound of pleasure as Rory kept on the edge as she teased her.

Her hips bucked upward, and Rory's tongue delved deeper, finding the swollen nub of her clit.

She flicked it rapidly, feeling the Receptionists muscles tense and release, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

The receptionist's hands grabbed Rory's head, holding her in place as she ground against her face.

"Oh, god, yes," she panted, her voice a mix of desperation and ecstasy.

"Don't stop, don't ever stop."

Rory's tongue danced around the blonde's clit, teasing and taunting it mercilessly.

Ambers thighs began to tremble as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm building deep within her.

Her nails dug into Rory's scalp, urging her on as Rory’s mouth and tongue worked their magic on her pussy.

…………….

Meanwhile, in the suite, Lorelai continued to suck Jake's cock with enthusiasm, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head.

He watched, his hands on her shoulders, guiding her movements.

His cock was slick with her saliva, and he could feel the pressure building. "I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice strained.

Lorelai pulled away slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Not yet," she murmured, her hand stroking the base of his shaft.

"Master Damian hasn't given you permission."

Jake's eyes snapped to Damian, who was watching the scene with a wicked smile.

He nodded, giving the young man the go-ahead.

"You may cum," he said, his voice a low growl. "But only in her mouth."

Jake's hips jerked as Lorelai took him back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

He could feel himself reaching the edge, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable crescendo.

With a final grunt, he exploded, his cum filling Lorelai's mouth. She swallowed obediently, her eyes never leaving his.

Damian chuckled, watching the display with amusement.

"Very good, Lorelai," he praised, stroking her cheek. "Now, let's see how Rory is faring."

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Back in the office, Rory had the receptionist Amber on the edge of the desk, her tongue buried deep inside her pussy.

The blonde's legs were shaking, and her moans grew more frantic with each passing second.

Rory felt the woman's muscles tighten around her tongue, and she knew she was close.

She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she worked to bring her to climax.

The receptionist's hands clenched the edge of the desk, her knuckles white with the effort of holding on.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice strangled. "Right there, oh god, yes!"

Rory felt the woman's body tense, and she knew she had hit the spot.

She worked her tongue faster, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.

The blonde's moans grew louder, echoing through the small office, and Rory felt the first tremors of her impending orgasm.

She lapped at her clit, her tongue flicking and sucking until the woman's entire body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning.

The receptionist's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a keening cry of pleasure.

Rory felt the warm gush of her release, her mouth filled with the sweet taste of victory. She pulled away, her lips glistening with the evidence of her triumph. The blonde lay back on the desk, her chest heaving with each breath.

"So good," the receptionist gasped, her eyes still glazed over with passion.

Rory grinned, feeling a sense of pride at her performance.

She knew she had done well, and that thought alone made her even wetter.

Soon the phone rang and the receptionist barely dressed rushed to answer it as Damian's voice, smooth as silk, brought her back to reality as he called from the suite.

“Hello my dear did you enjoy the gift I sent to you”

Oh god, yes," Amber managed to breathe out, still panting from her intense climax. "It was... amazing."

Damian's voice on the other end of the line was like a dark chuckle.

"I'm so pleased to hear that”.

“Now, I want you to make sure no one disturbs us for the rest of the night”.

“Can you do that for me?"

The receptionist nodded, her voice still thick with lust.

"Of course, I'll take care of it,"

she murmured, her eyes still locked on Rory's naked form.

Rory smirked, feeling a sense of power wash over her.

"Master was right," she said, her voice a purr. "You taste delicious."

Damian still on the phone,

“oh and when your done can you send my **** back up to the suite she still has plenty to do”

The receptionist nodded again, even though he couldn’t see her, Rory felt a thrill of excitement at being referred to as his ****.

"Of course," Amber murmured, her voice still breathless from her orgasm.

"I'll make sure she's all yours again soon."

“Oh and one final thing” Damian said “when your shift is over you’re welcome to join us”.

Still out of breath but still incredibly aroused the receptionist replied

“I would love too” as she placed the phone back down”.

Rory gave Amber a final kiss, tasting the sweetness of her cum on her lips, as she slowly walked out of the office still completely naked as she left the foyer.

She felt a strange mix of pride and filthiness, but she knew that's what her new life as Damian's plaything was all about.

She made her back slowly walking down the corridors to the suite, her hips swaying with newfound confidence.

The encounter had only made her more eager to please her master.