[Slave_E]

Part 9

I was back in the hotel. Naked. The boss had left, taking my clothes with him. I would have loved something to drink, but I had neither the money nor the clothes to go down to reception and buy me a beer.

Instead, I lay on my unmade bed, the TV playing porn with the sound off, my fingers playing with my wet cunt... I kept me close to the edge, but far enough not to cum accidentally... Whores do not cum.

I had to admit that I started to like the game. Trapped in a sleazy hotel room, helplessly horny, waiting for my man. If this was not the ultimate kick, what else? Humiliating, yes, but wasn't that the attraction? Where was the risk? I was sure my boss had handpicked the guys, they would do me no harm... It was just role play...

But was it? Really? I would have to accept each guy who opened the door to my room. It was not locked. I had no key; I could not lock it, even if I would. I would have to have sex with... Fucking strangers! Was I really up to it? I started to panic... My breath sped up, my fingers stiffened... Suddenly, I was sure it was not a good idea...

I cursed my boss... How could he do this to me?

Wrong question. What could I do to get out of it? Risk to be stranded in Munich without any money, in sparse whore clothes? Or, come to that, without any clothes at all? Whom could I ask for help? I knew nobody in Munich; I did not even have a phone and going to the police? No way... What a shame... Besides I did not have any papers...

The only way out was to make the best of it. To take part in my boss' wicked game, fuck whoever turned up, see that I could get as much money as possible, and ask my customers to buy me a drink...

And trust my boss. That he would pick me up tomorrow morning and take me home...

(to be continued ?)