Instructed to go into a hidden back room

I felt my phone vibrate in my coat. It was an immediate thought for me to look at it, ignoring my exposed position here in the store. After tapping away the screen saver, I read the contents of the text quietly:

'Room 3 in the back.
Strip coat.
Look at camera and read all words on sign.
Wait for customers.
Satisfy all customers.
Clean up and reset after each customer.'

Doing a quick about face, I ignored the predicament I was in and went deeper into the store, leaving the shop keep as he watched me leave. Rounding a corner, I came across a small corridor fit for only one person to walk through. As it was the only route I could take, I was tapping my feet away to the furthest door with a red number '3' sign upon it. As I walked, I could hear strange thumping noises and voices through the first two doors as I passed by, along with dull human sounds that I could only barely hear. Without much of a thought, I entered.

Inside was a pink carpeted room with a simple double bed with grey sheets neatly laid upon it, flanked by dressers and an old metal chair. At the side was a small open air bathroom, complete with a pink shower tub. A small fluorescent ceiling lamp illuminated the windowless room, and despite the lack of openings and other furnishings, it seemed comfortable in temperature. Stepping inside, I removed my coat to hang it up upon the coat hanger behind the door. Following on to the next step, I looked for a camera lens somewhere in the room, and immediately found it trained straight at the bed in the left side of the wall. There was a sign with writing upon it. Peering my face into the camera at a comfortable distance, I followed the instructions on the sign. Apparently, it wanted me to smile while I spoke a few sentences:

"Hi. I'm Crystal and I'm a 1 Stop Pleasure Slut. I love to fuck and take hot, sticky cream in all my holes. Stop jerking off and cum on down to the 1 Stop on South West 8th. Drain your balls in me until you drop, baby. I'll be waiting."

It ends with me winking suggestively. For a second there, I had thought that I was meant to react to this in some way. I was in a strange place, offering myself to anyone who might be watching like I was some cheap street whore. For that one second, I felt a chill run down my spine, as if I felt like something was incredibly wrong. However many questions I asked myself to logically think about, all I could do was laze around the room, placing myself in sexually suggestive positions before the camera, the burning in my panties causing me to shift and shuffle uneasily.