He doesn't quite recognize her, or her friends...

Whoever was there, opened the door a bit, was able to see that he was awake, and then swiftly shut the door, footsteps hurrying away.

Max wasn't sure what was going on, but even through his headache, he knew he was in some shit now. He tried again against his bonds, but for all his newfound strength, he wasn't super human, and these bonds held strong.

Footsteps came towards his doorway, Max figured he couldn't escape at this point, might as well just see what these people(?) want. God he didn't hope this was some messed up intergalactic/dimensional/reality/existence police or bounty hunter thing because he used the machine.

In through the door walked two dusky skinned ladies with raven black hair and one pale girl with blonde hair, Max couldn't distinguish them any further from his angle, at first.

The trio approached Max, flicking the light on as they did. the blonde at the front. The haughty, snearing look on her face instantly told Max that this lady was both in charge, and a bitch. The other two ladies were mostly expressionless. Disinterested looks on their face in what the head bitch was doing, but were eyeing Max's naked lower half with thinly veiled intensity.

Blondie loomed over Max, her snear breaking out into a smug grin. "Well, well, well. I think our new guest is here, and I'm sure, full of questions. Don't worry though, pet. We'll make sure you're nice and happy." Her voice was somehow both haughty and demeaning at the same time. As she was talking, Max took in the trio's bodies more closely to see if there were any hints at who had the keys to his bindings.

Max had already tuned Blondie mostly out, as most of what she was saying at this point was purely about "how brilliant she was" and "how good this was going to be for all of them." She was fairly tall, just under six feet with a very thin frame. An okay face wore way too much make up, her hair was in a short cut that said "I want to speak to your board of trustees," with dark blue eyes that somehow felt cruel to him. She sported small, barely B cup breasts and small hips. Her clothes were all designer and looked to cost more than the room they were in. She'd probably do well in some rich kid circle, but was by and large, no beauty queen. If Max hadn't spent the last week doing the kinkiest and hottest sex of his life with women multiple times hotter, he would have probably listened more.

Glancing over to the minions, both were lovely latinas. Minion #1 was around his little cousin's height at 5'4", and she was curvy. Although she had a slightly large nose, she had a cute face with what are normally warm brown eyes. Her chest was a nice C cup, a soft belly and wide hips, and from the way her jeans gripped her legs, Max bet she had a glorious ass. She was currently on her phone, rapidly typing things out, not paying much attention to blondie. Minion #2 was nearly amazonian. Standing around six feet tall by his guess, she was definitely the enforcer of this little group. Wide shoulders supported a rather strikingly beautiful face that had an unfortunate horizontal scar going across her right cheek, long raven black hair pulled back into a severe ponytail. Wide shoulders carried what had to be at least E cup tits by Max's judging, on top of a thick, heavily muscled waist, her hips were wide and Max couldn't get a better look at her definitely well muscled ass.

Blondie had already finished her little C-rate villain monologue and noticed Max had not been paying attention. She reached back and slapped Max across the face, bringing his eyes back to her's. She really didn't slap that hard.

"Now that I have your attention, I'm going to make you an offer, Maxie. You're going to be our good little stud for our customers, or Carmen here is going to start making your stay... unpleasant and we'll keep you locked up to that bed until you decide you want to play along." Blondie said.

"Wait, you want me just to stay here and fuck women?" Max asked.

"Well, dummy. I want you to stay here and fuck our horny little customers. The dumb little sluts who are more than willing to part with their money for a chance with the hottest stud in town. They pay us, we bring them to you, you have your little fun, and then we split the profits. And by 'we', I mean 'us three.' You're getting laid for free, so don't worry your stupid little head about it." Her eyes flashed dangerously as she spoke, Max knew there was something very off with this girl.

"I am your Mistress Tiffany, pet. You are going to help me, or Carmen here will make you help me. Maria here is going to be helping organize our digital setup and make sure we're left alone, and I'm meeting contacts in higher class places than these girls can hope to get into so we make a nice penny for our time." Blondie continued.

"Since you seem to need a little more time before you want to play along, we'll give you some time to think about our offer." Tiffany sneared as she walked away from Max, Maria and Carmen walking behind her, wordlessly. Carmen though, seemed to hesitate a moment before walking away from him.

Max's brain whirled through ideas, he wasn't sure how long he was going to be here, and he was definitely going to need a plan to get out of this.