Devin, a man who wishes his girlfriend was more dominant

Devin steps timidly down the hallway, listening for the sounds of pleasure from the closed doors he passes, but hears nothing. As he walks, he chastises himself for going through with this. He had been in the shady part of town to find a love hotel, that much was true, but he still felt bad about it. He loved Chanel, his girlfriend, with all his heart, but unfortunately their sex life wasn't exactly what he wanted.

Chanel was a gentle girl, and Devin wanted someone a bit more... rough in bed. He wanted someone to take charge, someone to be dominant, and Chanel just wasn't that person. She had tried, but she could never really give him what he was craving. Their relationship was on its last legs and so she had given him permission to try other options before splitting up. He figured a love hotel would be the best place to fill his desire.

The door at the end of the hall loomed ahead of Devin, and he stepped through. On the other side was a comfortable but simple room with a large bed. Other than the door he walked through, there were two other doors. One clearly led to a bathroom, but he wasn't sure about the other. There was no one else in the room.

As he closed the door, a voice seemed to echo in his head. Devin looked around for a PA system but couldn't see one. "The hotel is choosing your pleasure. Please get comfortable." Devin shrugged, kicked off his shoes, and climbed on top of the bed. The bed was firm but comfy, and he was wondering what would happen next when all of a sudden, the mysterious third door opened. Behind it was a small room, just enough to stand in, and inside was none other than Chanel, but she looked... different...