You stay stunned

"So? Are you deaf? Did i stutter? Get Naked! You have thirty seconds"

“What?…. Wwww...What are you talking about….?” I blush and stutter. Looking at the receptionist gripping my passport

"One. Two. Three" she just keeps counting monotonously

“Stop….please….” I’m shaking. But also a little excited. I begin to undo the buttons on my shirt with shaking hands.

"Better hurry up. We can't have a thing like you going around dressed. Someone can mistake you for an actual decent human being"

My eyes get big. I take my shirt off. And bra. But she can’t mean bottoms too. I stand topless. Staring at the floor.

"Thirty. I see you are still not done. MAX!" she shouts, and you can feel two hands grab your panties from the back and yank them down with ****. "You will be punished for disobeying orders ... let me think how ..." she says with amusement. "I know. We'll start by giving you a nickname. Cumbucket sounds good, do you agree?"

“I…I don’t understand”. I whisper. My panties and shorts are a puddle around my feet.

It all coming to me now. My huge discount. All the questions I answered. What did I agree too?

I hear the woman talking about punishment. I want to run….but my traitorous pussy is wet with excitement.

Receptionist starts undoing a thin letter belt around her waist. "Hold her down Max". The man behind you twists your hand behind your back and forces you forward, throwing you on the desk. Your chest touches the wood, and your forehead soon follows as he uses second hand to grab your hair and push it down.

"Not >I Understand< you are a cumbucket. Say it properly" she says and as she does her belt lands on your ass creating a thin line of pain across it

“Uhh” I whimper. My cheek is pressed against the hard polished wood. Max’s big hands hold me strongly and I can’t move. As the belt continues to strike my ass, I give in. “ I’m a cum bucket” I whisper.

"Wrong!" she say as she whips your ass with belt again, two times this time "Try again"

I try to squirm away from the belt, but there’s no room. I said what she wanted me too.

“Owwww” I moan. “I’m a CUMBUCKET”. I say loudly as the belt strikes again.

"You are just repeating the same thing louder" she say as she starts whipping your ass again, four times this time. Each leaving a red welt on your bright asscheeks.

"I guess it's on me, I said you are cumbucket, but that was a mistake of course, you are not a proper human being. Cumbuckets are things. So now say it again properly"

I wince. Another round of belt straps against my ass marks my hesitation. I press my forehead to the wood. “Cumbuckets are things”

"You really like to be pelted? Or are you just this brain dead?" she says and slaps your ass another eight times. "Let's do it differently. Assume position, present yourself to the guests" she says, as Max releases your hand and pulls your hair up roughly, forcing you to get back up.

"Assume position cumbucket" she repeats herself

I’m abruptly pulled up. I don’t know what position she’s talking about. I look down at my feet. My ass stings.
“What position?” I whisper

"I keep forgetting you are just a daft cumbucket. Stand up. Hands to your side, legs spread shoulders apart. This is now your default position. If your thighs touch each other ever you will be pelted. " she says with disgust in her voice

"One more thing. You now speak when spoken to. If you ask one more stupid question you will be gagged and punished. Now assume position and introduce yourself to guests"

I try to stand in the position she has described.
It’s hard to stand very straight as my ass hurts, but I try, keeping my legs apart.
I almost say something, but no one is talking to me so I bite my tongue.
A few people walk by, saying nothing, but my embarrassed grows.

The crowd gathers to watch the spectacle, and now you're standing before a circle of other guests, some whispering ... some not ... what they think of you. "What a whore" "I'd rather die" can be heard by you.

Receptionist approaches you from behind and hugs you. With her mouth right next to your ear you can hear her breathe. She whispers into your ear "don't move an inch".

Then one of her hands moves to your right breast and starts gently massaging it, while her left hand slides between your legs and two of her fingers slide down on both sides of your slit, before her middle finger rides back up, but between your folds. "Now repeat after me" she whispers as she puts her left hand up and shows it to the audience. "This is a cumbucket, a horny slut who gets off when she's humiliated. Please use it however you like"

I struggle to stay still, especially as her hand runs between my legs.
I bite my lip to hold back a whimper as she removes her hand.

I want more.
But my face burns when she tells me what I have to say. The small crowd stills..a few especially willing people listening hard.

My voice shakes.
“Ttthis is….a cccumbucket.” My hands shake by my sides. “A horny…slut…who..who gets off when she’s humiliated. “
I look down. Unable to raise my eyes.
“Please use it however you like”.
My body shakes like a leaf.
I reposition my legs, not wanting to be punished

"Very good" receptionist whispers into your ear as her hand returns between your legs and her fingers start massaging your mound and sides of your pussy. "Now say: You can dispose sperm into any hole of this cumbucket. It will also gladly accept any Ladies juices"

I moan quietly as her fingers return to my pussy.
It’s hard to focus.
“Mmmhmmm”

“You…I whimper as her fingers rub against my wet lips…you can..dddispose sperm. Into. Oooooo. “Any hole o this…cccumbucket”.
“ It will also gladly accept any lady juices.”
I’m distracted by my own arousal and inadvertently close my legs around her fingers.

"What did I tell you! Open up your legs!" receptionist screams at you and the moment you release her hand she slaps your pussy with her open hand as hard as she can.

"Open up!" she says as you try to defend yourself. "Open up or you will regret it. Spread them out!"

“Ahhh”
The slap even makes the crowd flinch.
I close my legs on instinct to protect myself.
But her Stephen voice and my stinging pussy is enough to make me spread.
I try to get my feet spread exactly at shoulder width. Biting my lip to keep from whining

She slaps your cunt again, and as you instinctively close your legs, she takes her hand away. "We'll do this until you learn how to keep your legs spread!" then slaps you again, and again, until you manage to keep your legs open through several slaps.

I blink away tears.
Humiliation burns.
But my stinging pussy is still wet, even as the smack continue.
It’s hard to keep my legs open.
But I finally maintain my position.

"Good slut!" she says as she places fifth slap on your pussy, and sees you don't close your legs.

"Glad you are learning. Just a word of warning, if anyone ever sees you closing your legs, we we'll fit you with a spreader bar"

Once she says that she finally releases you and moves besides you to addresses the crowd.

"Cumbucket will be now collared and prepared. And will be available soon. Remember, if you use it and it resists in any way please notify the staff, we'll make sure it's properly punished, then restrained." receptionist announces and the crowd slowly disperses. "Stay as you are. Keep the position" she throws at you.

I’m shaking.
A combination of excitement, humiliation, arousal and adrenaline.

My legs are set wide apart, not wanting to make that mistake again.

The crowd wanders off, but a few stay close…watching closely.
Collared and prepared…what could she have meant?

She goes behind the desk and types something into her computer. She then looks up and notices that from the crowd one couple has remained by the desk, and they are looking at you with strange expression.

"Yes. Hello. How can I help you?" she talks to them ignoring you.

"Hello... We have reservation under Kirleg" man says stuttering a bit, while the woman looks at you with mixture of surprise and curiosity.

"Yes of course ... Madam Kirleg" she says to a woman, suddenly ignoring the husband "Welcome to our hotel. You are in a room 401. That's on the fourth floor. Elevator is right there, and the boy will take care of your baggages, please enjoy your stay." she then turns to a husband again "You go through the door behind me to changing room" she just throws.

Couple is a bit confused at first but they do follow instructions and the wife takes the room key and heads for the elevator while husband reluctantly goes through the door behind the reception.

Even as the couple leaves she continues to ignore you, typing away at the computer, checking her phone...

I stand.
A little afraid to move.

I begin to wonder if the receptionist is a little crazy. Her tone with the couple checking in. Sweet and deferential. And then. Kinda mean.
But I think how her fingers were teasing my pussy. My mind wanders.

I wonder how long I’m just going to stand here.
I shuffle my feet a bit, but make sure not to let my legs get close. My nipples pebble, maybe the arousal of standing naked and exposed.

Minutes pass, finally someone comes and hands something to her.

She gets up from behind the desk with a metal collar with felt lining. She quickly opens it up and claps it around your neck. Then attaches a small medalion she was just handed to it.

"Right. Let's get your ass ready" she tells you as she stands up and walks from behind the desk again, grabbing you by the ring on your collar and pulling you towards the different door. Behind the door you find bathroom.

"Put your hands down, bend over, and stick your ass up!" she says

The collar feels a bit heavy around my neck.
As she tugs me towards the back room my nerves jump.
My ass still stings a bit from her belt.

I had a one night stand once…he….I can’t get distracted. I know she won’t hesitate to punish me.
I make sure my legs stay spread.

But I’m nervous about what’s coming.

You can hear her put on latex gloves then feel her hands touch your ass. spreading some liquid salve around your ass. Then, first finger enters your ass, despite your clenching reflexively to prevent it.

"Loosen up your ass cumbucket or I'll use inflating plug and pump it until it rips!" she says. Second finger then third you wince and white as your back hole gets stretched out. You feel it burn, you feel the sphincter protesting the expansion. Then suddenly she pulls out.

"Believe me cumbucket it's better to stretch!"

Next you cold metallic object starts pressing against your asshole, then as it unrelentingly goes in despite your protests spreading your ass painfully again, until the wide part moves past your sphincter and it contracts around thinner base. Thinner but not thin though. Huge object now lodged inside your ass, filling you up.

I can’t help my squirming or uncomfortable noises.

“Uuuhhhhgggg”

I’ve never had my ass stretched as much as she is determined to stretch it. I think she is done and try to take a deep breath.

But I should have known better. The invasion of my 2nd hole continues. She pushes against my tight hole, making the stretching feeling progress to a burn.
I’m sure I can’t take whatever object she is forcing in.

And then it slims slightly.
I pant. Still leaning over. Unsure how I will move around with this huge object shoved up my ass

"Ok. I think cumbucket is ready to go. I will set up the spa appointment for today to get rest of the treatment. In the meantime ... quota before dinner is ten deposits..." she says looking at her watch "there's about two hours to do that, so plenty of time."

She grabs the ring of your collar again and pulls you out of the bathroom.

"Get going" she says as she slaps your ass hard sending you on your way, while she herself gets back behind computer and starts typing.

You are left to fend for yourself in the middle of the reception. Your mouth pried open, your ass filled with a plug. With collar around your neck, but otherwise naked.

Looking around you see signs on the walls also point to the elevators, bar, restaurant, pool & saunas, garden.

In the reception itself there are some people at the coffee tables placed on the other wall of the reception. You can see a lone man around forty. Two women at another table, and a young couple.