Second Wind

The dried cum was washed off of Leonor's face and hair. The machine applied a whorish amount of make-up, and her hair seemed to grow thicker and longer and was pulled into a tight ponytail. A blonde tail was attached to her anal-plug which started to vibrate on a stronger frequency. Light up nipple clamps were attached to her nipples, and white platform boots with six-inch heels appeared on her feet.

When the machine was finished, Leonor felt like she had just woken up and received a shot of B-vitamins and caffeine. She was horn and raring to go.

She stumbled out of the machine. She walked past the men's room as a man walked out, and she looked in and saw Miley Cyrus being used as a urinal.

"Ignore her," said the man who had told Leonor to "whore up," she's being punished for refusing a VIP guest's desire for her to drink his piss. Come with me."

The man took her into a room, and Leonor saw Anna Kendrick on her knees with cum all over her face which was surrounded by cocks. "Duuuuurrrrrhhhhh," said Anna.

"Oh, sorry, occupied," said the man. "Brain-drained Kendrick is in here."

Jack took Leonor to another room. "This is your room."

The man slapped Leonor's ass hard enough to send her stumbling into the room.

"The first VIP will be here shortly."

Leonore's anus was sorer, but she was also hornier. The door opened.