Hard Core Fetish Hotel

"Unggh". Her eyes bulged out as she stared at me, but she did do as I asked. The white phallus started sliding in. "Oh, it is warm," she said in amazement. At about three inches she slowed down. "I feel kind of full," she said.

"That is fine, it is almost all in. Move up a little, and then back down." She moved up about an inch, and then down the same. "Try to move a little more down than up, ok?" She nodded, and moved up half an inch, then when down a full inch. "Alright, you are almost at the bulge. Go up, then bear down really hard and sit on it all the way down."

"Arghhnn," she went, and her rectum pushed obscenely over the bulge, and then she quickly slid down, and finally sat level with the seat. "Wow! I never would have believed I could have done it." Just as she finished saying it, a new sound started. Water was coming in via one of the pipes. "This feels really weird. I have never had an enema before. Will it hurt?" she started panicking again.

"No. Relax. As your stomach starts filling up, you might feel some discomfort. You can massage your belly and it will go away. Would you like some privacy now?" I asked.

She grabbed my arm. "No! Please, could you stay? I am afraid."

"Ok." I sat down on the heated tiles. "Let me know if you want me to massage your belly or something."

She nodded. We sat silently for a few minutes. The only sound was the gurgling of the water flowing into her intestines.

"Uh." She looked at her belly, which was starting to expand. "I feel uncomfortable. Could you massage my belly?" she pleaded.

I stood up and started to make circular movements with the palm of my hand over her belly, pressing gently as I went. Belatedly I realized that this put my hard-on next to her face. She blushed again, and turned he head away. "Thank you," she said, "that is helping." After a couple of minutes she sighed and said that she felt ok again, and I sat down.

A minute later she said: "I need to pee, too."

Last night when I peed I had to press button '1 & man symbol' and a hose had emerged from the seat. It was like peeing in a fleshlight. It had been lubricated as well, and there were buttons, but I had been too tired to pay attention. Samantha pressed button '1 & woman symbol', and a dildo with hose emerged from the seat. No, it was a dildo but there was also a cup at the end, like inverted hand guard on a sword. Samantha blushed again, and pushed the lubricated dildo into her vagina, and couldn't help but moan when it was all the way in. The cup covered everything on the outside, and was there to guide pee into the hose. Samantha closed her eyes, obviously trying to relax enough to pee. After a moment I could see and hear the trickle come out, and a few seconds later another motor turned on and started sucking the pee out. The vacuum sucked the cup tightly over her vagina, and stuck the dildo even deeper. She couldn't help but let out another moan.

As soon as she finished peeing, her eyes shot out. "Something is happening!" she said. I could hear new motor sounds. "The, ... the nozzle is getting bigger!" Then another sounds. "It is vibrating!" "Unngh!" Then I heard several sounds start simultaneously: the nozzle started sucking water out, the pee vacuum turned on higher power, the dildo started thrumming and a nub I had not noticed before started vibrating straight on top of Samantha's clitoris, which was now starting to come out of its hood. "What do I do? Is it broken? Aargh!" She jumped on the seat, as if zapped by electricity.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, starting to get concerned.

"Yes! Or not really. No, no it... Aargh!" and she jumped again, and the motors turned on higher. She was starting to sweat profusely, shaking and jumping around randomly.

"If it does not hurt, it is probably just better to ride it out. I think the enema program is probably two thirds done. It will probably shut down when it is completed."

"Ok, I will... Aargh. Shit. Fuck. Try." Jump. "Uungh!" She continued to writhe, and jump, and curse on the double penetration. It was dawning on me that this machine was designed for this. Maybe she accidentally pressed some button when she peed? Time to check that out later. For now, she was in for the ride of her life.

A few minutes later she had reached her limit. "Aargh! Ugh. Oh god. Oh fuck, oh fuck, ufffffuuuuuuck. I'm... I'm gonna, Aargh! I'm gonna cuummmm!-aaargh!" She slumped forward and I had to catch her to keep her on the seat. The motors all died down except for one, which I assumed was the enema system still sucking out water. Samantha was slick with sweat, and panting heavily. I gave her a few moments.

"Are you ok?"

"Huh?" She opened her eyes, and started taking stock of her surroundings. She turned beet red from the top of her breasts to the top of her head. "Um, yeah, that... was intense. I've never come so hard in my life. Can you push me upright again? Thanks. And, um, can you take out the pee attachment or whatever the hell that is while I catch my breath?"

After a few more minutes the enema system shut down. Then a new motor sound. "It is pulling out," she said.

"Ok, push again like you are pooping so it comes out easier."

She grunted a couple of time, and then took a deep breath. "Well, I can cross that off my bucket list," and then started laughing. I couldn't help but join.

"Alright, now that you've had your fun, you need to take a shower. And I bet you are famished after that treatment. The conference hotel has breakfast for us, so we can eat there. I'll dress up and wait for you in the lobby."

"Thank you, Mark. Really. I know it was bizarre, and I guess we should expect more of the bizarre in this hotel, but I feel like I'll be fine now."

—

I glanced at the reception as I walked to the lobby and sat down. Rachel was no longer working, but an equally attractive blonde was manning the desk in equally scandalous black latex suit. She was covered from neck to toes, and the latex left nothing to the imagination.

Last night we had checked in late, and the redhead Rachel had helped us. She wore a red suite. It was obvious she had pierced nipples. I couldn't help but stare, but she didn't seem to mind. She was all smiles, and professional but friendly. "Welcome to Hard Core Fetish Hotel! What can I do for you?"

"We are here for the conference starting tomorrow at the Expo Center, but unfortunately there was some mix up and they don't have our reservations. We were told you might have rooms available for the week?" I answered.

"Certainly, let me check. Well, we unfortunately have just one room with king bed available for the next five days, and then more options for the remaining days. Would you still like to book the room?" she looked at me and Samantha.

I looked at Samantha as well, and she nodded: "king size bed is plenty. We can decide later if need to make changes."

"Fine, we'll take it," I grunted.

"Great! Like I said, the room has one king sized bed, tv, and other modern electronics, as well as a private bathroom with shower and jacuzzi. You will find some furnishing unusual, but rest assured everything is fully functional and includes instructions. If in doubt, don't hesitate to call the reception. The room is on the second floor with a view of the hotel's pool complex. The fitness center is on the opposite side of the pools, and includes saunas as well. If you want to consider other rooms after the five days, some rooms have private saunas and massage chairs as well. As you have probably noticed, we are a lifestyle hotel for consenting adults. Clothing is optional everywhere except the lobby, reception and restaurant. Visitors may request adult interaction with other quests, but note that everything is optional. Only enthusiastic yes means yes! Do you have any questions so far?"

Both Sam and I shook our heads.

"Since we just opened up this week, we are very keen on receiving feedback. Both of you will receive a questionnaire at the end of your stay. Filling the questionnaire will grant you either a free one night stay on your next visit, or $200 off from your current bill. You will need to sign up here for the normal hotel registration, and consent forms. If you wish to participate in group activities, you will need to fill out this second form, and you will need to provide recent medical results and STD screening results. Would you like to participate in group activities?"

"Hmm, we are here just for work this week, so no time for group activities." I could feel myself blushing a little. I did not dare look at Samantha.

"Certainly! The room rate for the room is $999 per night. We are all inclusive, so feel free to use any amenities without additional cost, including the restaurant. Could I get a credit card to hold the booking, please?"

I turned a bit whiter. Damn! The company was paying, but that would be pushing it. I heard Samantha gasp as well. I handed Rachel the company credit card.

Rachel had noticed our reaction to the price. "We are a luxury hotel with amenities not found anywhere else in the world. You will be in great hands! Oh, I almost forgot. We are experimenting with optional discounts this month. They include letting the hotel use movies of you enjoying the hotel's activities and amenities for entertainment and marketing purposes. You don't have to decide right away, so let me know later if you choose to participate in that."

Samantha and I signed the sign in forms, and received our key cards. They were shaped like styled penises. Samantha giggled.

"The elevator is on your left. Have a good night!"

—

I was browsing news on my phone when my boss called. "Good morning Meredith, " I said.

"Good morning Frank, I hope your trip went ok?"

"Yes, the trip was uneventful. Just a little hiccup with hotel reservations, so we had to book a room, I mean rooms in a different hotel which is a bit more expensive." I didn't think it would be a good idea to let her know I was sharing a room with Samantha, being new to the company and all.

"Thank you for letting me know. And it is fine, this is an important conference. I will put in a pre approval for my maximum, which is $500 per night. If it is more than that it will require written approval from me and my director. Just try to keep the expenses under $1000 per day, unless you are dining customers. Samantha knows the details, so you can ask her."

"Thanks. Speaking of which, she is just coming down, so we'll be heading for breakfast. Talk to you later."

"Say hi to her, and good luck for the day!"

"Who was that," Samantha asked.

"Meredith says hi. Let's get going."

We walked to the car and jumped in. As I was driving, Samantha asked: "you are suddenly quiet, is something wrong?"

"Maybe. You see the room costs $999 a night. Meredith said she has pre approved us for $500 per night, which is the most she can do. Above that it will have to be approved by her and her boss."

"And?" she asked.

"Well, she did say more would be ok, but here is the thing. What is she going to say when she sees the hotel receipt say 'Hard Core Fetish Hotel'?"

"Shit! That is not good. That is most definitely not good." she had blanched. "She will call my mom. My mom will try to get her to fire me. And you..." she trailed off.

"Yeah," I sighed. "And I just started."

Samantha was quiet for a moment. "Well, Rachel did say they had discounts. We should ask her when we get back."

"We can do that, but I have an inclination of what their 'entertainment and marketing material' looks like."

Samantha gasped, and put her hand over her mouth. I glanced at her, and noticed that she had gained some color to her cheeks.

"Let's just get through the day first, and worry about it after talking to Rachel."