Naomi has to work as their

You enter the hotel, there’s a big lounge area with couches near the reception. A couple of people are sitting there and talking with drinks in hand. You’re still holding Naomi’s leash, and she follows, it seems she’s used to it now, though she’ll surely expect you to remove the collar and leash the moment you get into your room.

As you walk through the room, you see a **** in a backless black and pink French maid outfit, and by backless, her ass is on show, it’s just tied together around her back. She looks up nervously as you watch her work, then gets on all fours, polishing the floor.

“Hello there,” the receptionist says when you walk up to the desk. She’s a short brunette wearing a black shirt and the hotel’s logo on a badge.

You give her your reservation details and she gives you your room key card.

“I hope you enjoy your stay,” the woman says. “Leave your **** here for now, and we’ll bring her to your room in a couple of hours.”

Naomi gulped, her cheeks turning red.

“What do you mean?” you ask.

The receptionist smiles. “As part of your agreement to stay here, your **** must work here for two hours a day.

You’re beginning to realise why this place was so cheap.

Naomi stamps her foot, her arms folded.

“Do we have a problem?” the receptionist places a hand on the phone.