Chyler's client

Chyler Leigh walked along the meticulously landscaped path leading from the hotel to the themed bungalows. She had been purchased by one of the guests. She had changed her shirt from the red polo shirt that was part of the official uniform for the whores, to a tight-fitting black tank top. She slowed, enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun and the cool breeze coming off the ocean. As she neared the bungalow her client had rented for the weekend, she read over the details one last time.

“Well, here we go,” she thought as she stood in front of the bungalow. Of all the bungalows on the resort, Chyler, the rest of the whores, the staff, and she suspected her mistresses, all knew that this bungalow was perhaps the most special. Where the other bungalows had an assigned theme, this one didn’t. This one shifted to meet the needs of its occupant. What was more impressive was that thanks to Alia’s magic, the occupants never noticed how the bungalow changed to suit them. Taking one last deep breath, Chyler knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, the door swung open, and behind it was a woman she knew had to be her client, whom she was to address as Mistress Mandy. She was a beautiful woman with long, perfectly straight raven hair that hung down freely to her upper back. There was an unmistakable twinkle in her icy blue eyes as she looked at Chlyer with an eager smile. She was dressed in a red leather corset that pushed up her breasts, a matching skirt, and knee-high black leather boots with a wedge heel. Had it not been for the added height the heels provided, she would have stood about as tall as Chyler.

“That was quick,” Mandy said, her smile broadening.

Chyler returned the smile and gave a slight nod. “Good afternoon, Mistress Mandy,” she said. “We aim to please here at The Paradise Hotel. Shall we begin?”

“You’ve been told what I want?”

“Yes, Mistress Mandy.”

“Then come on in,” Mistress Mandy said with a smile, as she took Chlyer by the hand. “This is going to be so much fun.

Chyler said nothing as she followed the dark-haired woman into the bungalow’s large and luxurious bedroom. When they arrived, it was due to the details in the packet that she had been given. A member of the hotel’s staff lay loosely tied to the king-sized bed, her dark skin and hair contrasting beautifully with both her pale pink lingerie and the fluffy white comforter and pillow cases she lay on. Another of the hotel’s staff stood nearby with a professional movie camera on a tripod. A third staff member had another camera attached to a steadicam harness she wore. The fourth and final member of the hotel’s staff stood back from where the cameras would see with a boom mic balanced on her shoulders.

“Remember, keep fucking things up until she decides to dismiss the others, and have her way with you,” Chyler thought as she watched her client stand by the bed.

“Everyone ready?” Mandy asked. Everyone, including Chyler, nodded. “And Action!” she called. She then leaned over the woman tied to the bed and began to move her hand over the bound woman’s stomach. The woman responded by moving her hips, seeking more of Mandy’s touch.

“That’ll work,” Chyler thought before she knocked it off, causing a loud thud. “Oops, sorry,” she said, acting sheepishly.

“Cut!” Mandy yelled before glaring at Chyler, then winking at her. “Let’s reset,” Mandy instructed before calling “Action!”

This time, Chyler coughed. The next time she bumped into the woman with the steadycam. After that, she wandered into the shot. She did everything she could think of to be the problematic production assistant she was meant to be. “What am I going to do this time?” Chyler thought, having just blocked a shot by standing in front of the camera.

“Everyone out,” Mandy said as she untied the woman lying on the bed. “Except you,” she added, pointing at Chyler. All of the other staff left the bedroom, taking the equipment with them. Mandy strode over to Chyler,

“Mistress Mandy, I-,} Chyler began, but was interrupted by her client placing her finger on her lips.

“Oh, I know what’s going on here,” Mandy said as she removed her finger from Chyler’s lips and smiled at her.

“You-you do?”

“Of course. I’ve noticed the way you’ve been looking at the women I’ve been dominating lately. You want me to dominate you. Isn’t that right?”

“Y-yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chlyer replied before nervously biting her lip and rocking slowly from foot to foot. “I would love it if you would dominate me.”

Mandy smiled as she stroked Chyler’s cheek. “All you had to do was ask,” Mandy said in a sweet tone and with a smile before she quickly grabbed hold of Chyler’s auburn hair and pulled hard. “But, since you had to fuck my scene up, now I have to punish you,” she added as she slapped Chyler’s face. “Clothes off, now.”

“Ye, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler replied before removing her shoes, shorts, and shirt, leaving herself completely naked. She then stood in front of the other woman, with her feet shoulder-width apart, and her hands on the back of her head. Mandy’s lips curled into a predatory smile as she took note of Chyler’s hardened nipples.

“My, my, my,” Mandy said, her voice dripping with lust. “You’ve got potential,” she added as she began to pinch and twist the sensitive nubs.

“Thank you, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler said, gritting her teeth at the end of her sentence when Mandy gave her right nipple a particularly hard twist. When she tired of playing with Chyler’s nipples, Mandy went to the nightstand by the bed and picked up a simple black leather riding crop.

“On your knees, head to the floor, ass in the air,” she ordered as she flexed the crop in her hands.

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler said as she quickly assumed the ordered position. The sound of Mandy’s boots gently hitting the floor through the plush carpeting. With each soft thud, Chyler could feel the faint vibrations caused by her client’s footsteps in her right cheek. When the footsteps stopped, Chyler felt Mandy drag the smooth, cool tab of the crop over her ass, making her tremble slightly.

“Now you will be punished for fucking up my scene,” Mandy said before bringing the crop down on Chyler’s ass, making her wince slightly. “Stay still and take your punishment,” Mandy ordered as she again dragged the tab of the crop over Chyler’s ass, this time on the opposite cheek.

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler said just before the second lash fell, the sound of the crop striking Chyler’s ass mixing with her slight whine. Again and again, the crop fell as Mandy alternated cheeks and spread the impact around. By the time she was done, much of Chyler’s upturned ass was a lovely shade of pink.

“You took that well. Well enough that I think you earned a little treat. Stay,” Mandy said as she went over to the nightstand and returned the crop to its place. She then grabbed a Hitachi wand and returned to Chyler, and knelt behind the former Supergirl star and took a moment to admire her work with the riding crop. With a smile, she held the large head of the wand against Chyler’s clean-shaven pussy and turned it on.

Almost as soon as the buzzing sound of the wand filled the air, it was met with a quiet moan from Chyler. Mandy held the wand in place until Chyler began to move her hips in pleasure. “That’s it,” Mandy purred, “Show me what an eager little slut you are.”

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler replied. “I’m an eager slut, your eager slut.’

“Yes, you are,” Mandy said before she increased the power, instantly making Chyler moan louder and move her hips faster. Mandy quickly matched Chyler’s rhythm, keeping the head of the powerful wand just where she wanted it. The sound of Chyler’s near-constant moans, mewls, and whines of pleasure became a sweet symphony to the ears of the dark-haired dominatrix.

“Mistress Mandy, may I please cum?! Please, please, please!?” Chyler pleaded after a few minutes of having the powerful wand work its magic on her most sensitive areas. Her hips were moving wildly in every direction, and she was now kicking her feet to keep herself from going over the edge without permission.

“Cum!” Mandy ordered, punctuating the command with a sharp swat to Chyler’s ass.

Chyler yelped as every muscle tightened at the mixture of pleasure and pain. “Thank you, Mistress Mandy!” she screamed as her orgasm overtook her. Mandy shut off the wand with a smile and set it on the floor before standing up and undid her leather skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She grabbed Chyler by the hair and guided her to the foot of the bed. “Eat me, bitch,” She commanded as she sat on the bed with her legs spread.

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler replied before leaning in and beginning to explore the dark-haired woman with her lips and tongue. As she used her lips and tongue to bring her client pleasure, Chyler moved her hands to Mandy’s thighs, intent on softly massaging them and adding to her pleasure.

“Hands behind your back, you don’t need your hands to eat pussy.”

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler said before planting a soft kiss on Mandy’s inner thigh as she placed her hands behind her back and grasped her elbows.

Chyler's breathing became ragged as she concentrated on the intoxicating aroma of Mandy's arousal, swirling her tongue deeper into the warm folds of her client’s pussy. Each intimate lick, kiss, and suck sent shivers of delight down Mandy's spine while her fingers sank into Chyler's silky hair, holding her head in place. The wet sounds of pleasure mingled with the low growls and moans emanating from both women as they sank deeper into their carnal dance.

The sensation of Mandy's feverish hands stroking her scalp heightened Chyler's awareness, focusing her attention on every movement of her tongue. She lapped at the nectar pooled at the apex of Mandy's thighs, relishing in the salty tang that tasted both sweet and powerful. A sharp gasp escaped Mandy's lips as Chyler's probing tongue found a wonderfully sensitive spot and began to flick it gently. Her hips bucked against the bed in response, urging Chyler on.

With each successive moan, Mandy's fingers dug into Chyler's scalp, urging her to continue this exquisite torment. An echo of desire reverberated through her body as she felt herself nearing climax. "Yes... like that," she panted, pulling Chyler's face closer. "Suck... harder."

As if entranced, Chyler obeyed without hesitation, taking more of Mandy's essence into her mouth. Her tongue danced over Mandy's clit in a maddening rhythm, driving the dominant woman to the brink of ecstasy. The room was filled with the sounds of gasps and soft cries.

Without warning, Mandy's body shuddered with waves of pleasure, her climax sending shockwaves through Chyler's body as well. She lapped at Mandy's folds affectionately, drinking up every last drop of her client’s release with eager abandon. As the tremors subsided, Mandy pulled Chyler up by her hair, their gazes locking in an intense moment of connection.

"Beautiful," she purred, casting Chyler aside with a satisfied smirk. "Now, come here." Obediently, Chyler rose to meet Mandy, who pulled her up into a seductive embrace. “On your back,” she said, patting the mattress. “I’m going to fuck you.”

“Yes, Mistress Mandy,” Chyler said in with an eager and seductive purr. She crawled onto the bed and lay on her back, her head on the nest of soft, expensive pillows. She watched as the other woman reached under the next of pillows and pulled out a black leather strap-on harness with a foot-long red silicone cock attached to it. She liked her lips as she watched Mandy step into the harness, pull it up her legs, and fasten it in place.

With an eager smile of her own, Mandy crawled up onto the bed and took position between Chyler’s legs, which the former actress spread wider at the other woman’s approach. She began to rub the head of the silicone cock against Chyler’s pussy, coating it with her still-present juices. “I enjoy seeing a girl’s face the first time I fuck her,” Mandy said as she pushed her hips forward, sliding the dildo into Chyler. She took Chyler’s hands in hers and lowered her head down, capturing Chyler’s lips in a passionate kiss, and savored the taste of her arousal on the actress’s lips as she began gently thrusting her hips.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Camilla Cabello takes care of a client. Hotel room or themed bungalow?

B) Florence Pugh and her client. Hotel room or themed bungalow?

C) Tessa Thomspn sees a client. Hotel room or themed bungalow?

D) Jessica dominates Lisa, her former bully, in the dungeon

E) Jessica takes Nina into the play building for some fun. What is the theme of the room?

F) Emily and Natalie Dormer in the dungeon

G) Emily takes her sister Brandi to the play building. What is the theme of the room?

H) Eden and Nina Agdal in the dungeon

I) Eden takes Chloe Lanier to the play building. What is the theme of the room?

J) Alura and Candice Patton in the dungeon

K) Alura takes Alia to the play building. What is the theme of the room?

L) Something else. What?