Art stage

Kim decided to slow things down and get a good lay of the casino floor. Perhaps she had been too hasty yesterday.

She wandered around. The casino buzzed with an endless electric energy, a constant hum of excitement. Crowds of people swarmed the brightly lit floor, each lost in their own world of hope and anticipation, as the clinking of coins and the shuffle of cards created a symphony of chaos. It was a place where time lost all meaning, and it felt exactly the same as yesterday.

Kim chanced upon a stage in a somewhat scheduled area. 'Art Stage,' the sign read. Her heart leapt up in excitement. As an art student, this was exactly what she was looking for. It was an area to relax and enjoy, perhaps indulge in a bit of live drawing.

The rules seemed simple enough. She was going to be an art model, put through a series of poses. Each pose would last for 5 minutes. The more poses she did, the more she earned. Of course, as an art model, she had to keep still so that others could draw her well. The more she kept still, the better.

The catch: bullet vibrators would be inserted in her. One for her pussy, and one for her ass. She would fail if she had an orgasm. She would also fail if the vibrators fell out of her. The more she moved, the more cash would be deducted. She was supposed to be a mannequin too, the more noise she made, the more cash would be deducted. It was a game of concentration, orgasm control, and discipline.

Kim had done art modeling before. As an artist, she knew what was at stake. She was confident in her modeling skills. She was also confident that she could control her arousal, being well-rested and satisfied from yesterday.

She indicated that she wanted to sign up for the art stage.

The hostess, a girl in a black ballroom gown, smiled welcoming at her. "Certainly, ma'am. I'll just have to prepare you. Please proceed to the make-up room."

Inside, she requested Kim to strip. Kim did so. The hostess then produced two bright pink bullet vibrators with long tails, like giant sperms that would soon excite her nethers. The shape and color ensured that no one would miss what was arousing Kim.

While Kim was distracted, the hostess stuck two fingers unceremoniously in Kim pussy and asshole, her cold lube-slathered fingers surprising Kim. Kim let out an involuntary squeak. Her fingers explored the depth of Kim's bottom region thoroughly, coating them all with cold lube, like they were slimy isekai caverns.

Then the hostess added more lube to the pink vibrators and inserted one into Kim's pussy first.

Kim's asshole came next. As the hostess pushed the vibe in, Kim instinctively clenched her asshole, trying to expel the unwelcome intruder. Yet, it was a losing battle with the lube.

The hostess slapped Kim's ass for good measure. "There! All done. That was easy. Now you are ready," the hostess said.