The hotel room

Sarah stared at the note. Her cheeks burned with shame. On the one hand, she was grateful to Mia – on the other, she felt completely at their mercy.

The two waiters grinned broadly. Marc closed the door behind them and locked it.

“Well then…,” he said in a deep voice, letting his gaze slowly wander over Sarah’s naked body. “Where shall we start?”

Sarah stood stark naked in this huge, professionally equipped sex room, surrounded by cameras, toys and two strange men who would have her all night.

And she knew: there was no escape now. Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it roaring in her ears. What on earth am I doing here?

On the one hand, a quiet, sensible voice in her head screamed: You don’t know these men. You hadn’t even spoken to them two hours ago. And now you’re standing stark naked in a sex obstacle course that Mia has set up especially for you? Do you really want to let two strange waiters fuck you all night long – just for the chance that Leon might take you on as his sugar baby?

But then came the other voice. The darker, hornier, more **** voice:

And what’s the alternative? Back into that dark cubicle like at the casting party? Sucking eight or ten cocks through glory holes again, while strangers cum on your face? At least this is manageable. Just two men. And Leon’s watching me. This is his final test. If I chicken out now, it’ll all have been for nothing.

She bit her lower lip until it hurt.

I chose these two myself… at least that’s what Leon thinks. I can’t back out now. That would ruin everything.

Her gaze wandered around the room again. The St Andrew’s cross. The gynaecological chair. The fuck bench. The many cameras, their red lights staring at her like eyes. Mia had really thought of everything – and in doing so, unwittingly created a huge challenge for Tim and Marc.

What on earth was she thinking?, Sarah thought desperately. To them, this looks like a bloody sex adventure park. They’ll want to go through every single station with me…

She could feel her nipples were painfully hard and sensitive. Her cunt was throbbing. A warm drop trickled slowly down the inside of her left thigh. The shame and the fear were real – but the arousal was stronger. Much stronger.

I’m already so wet again…, she thought, ashamed. I should be scared. Instead, I want them to start.

Tim and Marc stood a little way off, surveying the room with wide eyes and broad grins. They looked like two children in a toy shop.

Sarah took a deep breath. Her voice trembled slightly, but she tried to sound confident:

“So…,” she said, squaring her shoulders, even though she stood naked and **** before them. “Let’s head to station number 1.”

Mia leaned against the mirrored wall of the control room right next to the large sex room, her arms crossed, grinning broadly. Thanks to the one-way mirrors and the numerous cameras, Lisa and I had a perfect view of everything. The room had cost us a fortune – over 4,500 euros for just one night. The most expensive suite in the whole club. But it was worth every penny.

“Look at her,” I whispered to Lisa and nudged her gently with my elbow. “The little princess is standing there trying to look cool, while her cunt’s already dripping again.”

Lisa laughed softly and took a sip of champagne. “Tim and Marc are absolute pros. They’ve done over a hundred porn shoots together. They won’t just fuck Sarah – they’ll really wear her out. Just like we wanted.”

In the room, Sarah was still standing there naked and uncertain, but trying desperately to sound confident with her “Let’s head to Station Number 1.”

Tim (the younger “waiter”) grinned broadly and stepped closer. In reality, his name was Timo and he was a well-known porn actor, specialising in hard, endurance scenes. Marc was also a professional – a burly, experienced performer who particularly enjoyed pushing submissive women to their limits.

Mia zoomed in closer with the camera. Sarah’s face was glorious – a mixture of shame, arousal and sudden panic as the two men took off their shirts and their toned, chiselled porn bodies were revealed. Tim’s thick, semi-erect cock was already hanging heavily between his legs. Marc was even bigger.

Lisa whispered to me: “These two cost extra, but fuck… it’s worth it. Look how professional they are.”

Timo roughly grabbed Sarah by the hair and pulled her head back. “On your knees, slut. You wanted to prove to Leon how far you’d go? Then show us now what that pretty throat of yours can do.”

Sarah obeyed, trembling. No sooner was she down than both men shoved their cocks into her face. Thick, heavy and already fully erect, they slapped against her cheeks, her lips, her forehead. Sarah obediently opened her mouth and tried to suck them both at the same time – just as she’d learnt earlier at the bar.

“Good girl,” Marc growled, shoving his thick cock deep down her throat. Sarah gagged immediately, saliva running from her mouth in long strands. Timo seized the opportunity and fucked her face from the side whilst Marc used her throat.

I couldn’t stop grinning. “She’s got no idea that these two are proper porn pros. They can keep this up for hours without getting tired. They’re really going to break her tonight.”

Lisa nodded contentedly. “The gynaecological chair is next. Then the St. Andrew’s cross. And finally the fuck bench, twice. I want her to barely be able to walk tomorrow.”

Things were getting more and more intense in the room. Marc had now sat Sarah on the gynaecological chair, spread her legs wide and strapped her in tight. Her wet, swollen cunt was completely exposed. Timo penetrated her deeply without warning – a hard, deep thrust that made Sarah scream out loud.

“Fuuuuuck!” she moaned, her tits bouncing with every hard thrust.

Marc stood beside her, holding her head firmly and continuing to fuck her mouth. The two worked perfectly as a team – a well-rehearsed pair of professionals. Whenever one slowed down, the other took over more forcefully. Sarah’s body trembled, her eyes rolled back. She came for the first time after just a few minutes, screaming loudly around the thick cock in her mouth.

Mia laughed softly and kept filming. “Poor Sarah. She still thinks this is just a test from Leon. Yet she’s currently being taken by two of Germany’s best porn fuckers.”

Lisa raised her glass. “Here’s to a long, horny night. By tomorrow morning, she’ll be nothing but a trembling, cum-soaked heap of misery.”

And that was only the beginning. The two of them had only just started to really wear Sarah out.