Hilton Guest of Honor Ch. 03

Noon time, Sunday.

I was to attend a large week long conference in a big city. I had arrived already on Saturday evening in order to have a day off to recover from the jet lag and relax a bit ahead of a very hectic week. What I hadn't expected was to be seduced by the hotel staff and awarded a lifelong Guest of Honour status.

It was shortly before noon on Sunday. It was a beautiful day but I was back in my room, after an exciting morning, and had just taken a long warm shower. I was in really good shape, and in my mid 30-ies. Of medium height and build I scrutinized myself in the mirror, as I dried myself off and combed by dark brown hair. I looked okay I thought. I put on some after shave and walked back into the room with just a white towel wrapped around myself.

It was a very stylish hotel, and it was a classic five star hotel room, with a broad bed, a small desk and large windows.

Just as I was about to switch on the TV to see the news there was a knock on the door. I opened it although I only wore a short towel. Outside was the constantly smiling and gorgeous Sandra the hotel receptionist. She had checked me into room 444 and had showed me around the hotel on various occasions already. I had hardly been one day at the hotel, and yet we already seemed to know each other.

"Hi, can I come in?" she greeted me.

"Sure!" I said

She laughed heartily. She looked great in her dark uniform and white shirt. Her long brown hair draped her shoulders and her tight blue jacket and skirt accentuated her female forms and full breasts. She smelt good of some perfume. She was a very attractive woman and she looked at me with a mischievous smile. I knew she fully realised that she had me under her spell.

She walked around the room, and quickly checked the bathroom.

"Is everything alright and to your liking?"

"Yes, thank you and your service is super!"

She approached me and looked up into my eyes. Hers were deep dark brown.

"Good! Then I am satisfied! Would you be ready for a little adventure? How about letting me show you something I know you would love! You don't need to put on your clothes."

I may have nodded or something, but before I knew it she had taken my hand in hers and led me to the door. She opened it and we stepped out into the corridor. Although the whole hotel was comfortably heated, I felt a shiver of excitement run down my back as I followed her out wearing only a towel. It was a long broad carpeted corridor, with the doors to the various rooms on both sides and an elevator at the end.

Before I could react she had closed the door behind me, and I realized I didn't have the key with me. I was almost naked and completely at her mercy now. She walked ahead a few meters and turned to wait for me. What was I to do?

I walked up to her, meeting her smile with mine. I felt myself grow rock hard underneath the thin cotton towel. She leaned in and kissed me lightly. Her beautiful eyes and face that I had met for the first time only yesterday now seemed so very familiar. I felt her gently caress me through the thin towel. I reached out to touch her.

"No Sir, I am afraid we are on security camera here!"

She pointed upwards, and I looked up and saw the camera up under the ceiling some 10 meters away.

"I would like to introduce you to some of our other guests. It's just two doors away from here!"

I had a vague premonition of what she insinuated, and felt my heart speed up.

"You have to drop the towel I'm afraid!"

She stepped away, folded her arms and looked at me with a commanding pose. I hesitated for a short moment and then took the towel off. She reached out with her hand and I gave it to her. Nodding, she let me stand there in front of her for a while, seeing my cock grow from the excitement of the situation. She reached out and gently caressed the tip of my cock.

"Exciting isn't it, if someone came and saw your now!? And then of course there are the two guards watching the security cameras, Jennifer and Tom."

She laughed out loud.

"Now you look great. And as one of our VIP guests with special status, I would like to introduce you to some other VIP guests of ours. As you know we want to give them the very best ..."

I just nodded.

I followed her the short distance to a door with the number 440. She stopped and turned.

"We are throwing a small party and serving lunch buffet!"

She opened the door to the room and I followed her in. It was a luxurious suite, big and comfortably furnished in a French heavy style. We walked into a large living room. To the left were two large doors into a spacious bed room, and to the right a door to a big bath room with a bath tub in the middle of it. There was rock music playing, and although there were huge French windows in all rooms, making the room sensual and inviting, although the heavy red curtains made it all rather dark. The whole floor was covered by a soft dark reddish carpet, on top of which some elegant Persian ones had been spread out. There were two naked beautiful women dancing with each other on a table in a corner.

What really made my heart skip a few beats, and which made my cock twitch was that there were at least 30 men and women in the room. They were all beautiful and half or even completely naked. The men were very muscular, and probably belonged to one of the three rugby teams staying at the hotel. The women were maybe their wives, or other guests? They were sipping drinks - orange juice and champagne it seemed - and there was a large lunch buffet served in a corner of the room. Three uniformed hotel waitresses walked about with trays with glasses and food. Some guests turned and looked smilingly at me as I walked in, but most of them seemed busy with other things.

The handsome hotel manager approached from another room. He smilingly greeted me, and I nodded slightly embarrassed, thinking about our little 'encounter' last night in the dining hall.

"Welcome to the red room. This is a special place of relaxation and enjoyment for our guests. There is plenty of drinks and food for all!"

He made a sweeping motion with his hand, at all the people. Some were kissing, and some had sat down in large chairs and were fondling each other.

"Come over here with me!"

Sandra and the manager led me along the room, and some of the women reached out and caressed me as we passed them. They led me through the big oak door into the marbled bath room. There were a series of cupboard doors along one wall, two washing basins and a long big mirror on the right, and an inviting shower at the back. Toilets were obviously in another room, in typical French style. In the middle stood however an English style bath tub.

The manager took a towel and laid it double folded on the floor down right next to the tub. Sandra was right behind me. She hugged me from behind and ran her hands across my chest and down my stomach. Very slowly and softly she started masturbating for me. The hotel manager watched us with a broad grin.

Sandra whispered in my ear:

"I know you two met yesterday, and that you enjoyed the special services our Manager can offer! Some of our most important female guests were thrilled by the show you put on!"

The images of what had happened yesterday passed before my eyes. Was it only yesterday? I had checked in, and had looked forward to a slow relaxing time before a hard working week. Instead I had been thoroughly seduced by Sandra, and had been led to do things I never would have imagined I would do -- like fondling another man's cock and more ...

In fact they had me completely at their mercy, with the film material and all the witnesses. As a matter of fact I was extremely turned on by submitting to them, and they knew it.

"Please kneel down!" Sandra said with a smiling but commanding voice.

She massaged my shoulders as she pushed me to the floor. As I knelt down in front of the manager, I realized that the door was wide open, and all guests outside could see me.

"Open his pants, and take out his cock!" Sandra continued.

How could I let them order me around like this? But it turned me on. Looking up at the smiling manager, I reached up, unzipped his dark pants. I reached in to find his soft manhood. I took it out.

"Make him hard!"

I took hold of him and started massaging him. It quickly started swelling under my treatment. Some men and women and one of the waitresses entered. They stood around watching me curiously and smiling.

"Thank you, that was good!"

I let him go and he stepped in closer.

"As one of our new guests of honour you of course have several special privileges. One of our standing events is this Sunday brunch in suite 440. Only requirement is to come naked, and we serve nourishment for all tastes!"

The hotel manager ran his cock across my face. He swept it around in a circle, poking my ears, and nose, and massaged it across my forehead. His cock was straight, long and beautiful. His heavy balls had been completely shaven, and he had only a small patch of hair over it.

"Now please lick him!"

The big long cock was level with my mouth, the pink swollen head swaying just in front of me. He smelt good of after shave. I leaned in and very slowly started licking it from bottom to top. Up and down I licked, and then licked his balls as well. Soon is was all wet and glistening with my saliva.

"Do you want to suck it now! Tell us and we will look after your every wish!" Sandra whispered in my ear.

I nodded, and said loudly.

"Yes, I want to suck it!"

The hotel manager gently pressed himself against my lips. I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed himself in, sighing deeply as he did so.

I looked up and noticed that there were more people in the room now, watching us. The waitress walked around serving everyone fresh drinks. The manager took a champagne glass and drank half of it in one big gulp. As I sucked him, I grabbed him firmly and started massaging him simultaneously.

Suddenly he pulled out, and stepped a little away from me. He took hold of himself, and masturbated with fervour. Just as he was about to come, he took his half full glass and pushed his swollen cock through its opening. He climaxed and emptied himself into the glass in at least eight big bursts - the white semen mixing itself slowly with the champagne. The music filled the room, and time everyone's attention was on the Manager. He milked the last drops into the glass.

Then he handed me the glass!

"On the house! As one of our guests of honour I am proud to present my special Kir Royal!"

I looked at the glass, and around at the people. They watched me expectantly. Slowly took it and brought the glass to my lips. What was I doing? Yet, I was here of my own free will and in fact was turned on as hell. I took a sip and was astonished that it actually tasted good. I sipped it again, and finally swallowed the rest, emptying all of the sticky cum at the bottom into my mouth. The people applauded.

The manager zipped up, and left, smiling broadly.

"Enjoy your lunch, Sir!"

Sandra lifted me to my feet. The other guests remained, but had started fondling each other, kissing and one couple was even having intercourse with her leaning across one of the basins. They looked beautiful, as they made love.

"That was very erotic. Now come over here and sit in the bath tub. I followed her, and stepped into the tub and sat down. Sandra leaned over and caressed my hair.

"We have a group of Asian guests with a special request. Please treat them right. Give them your best! You know we are filming this, and are showing it real time on the hotel's pay TV channel."

I almost came right then and there. So, I was visible to anyone in the hotel right now? I looked up and now saw the series of cameras installed here and there around the room, and saw them slowly moving. Someone was clearly zooming and moving the cameras for the best angles.

I didn't have time to think much more about it, because a group of ten Asian business men entered, wearing only white hotel towels. They gathered around the tub, and all dropped their towels almost simultaneously. They smiled and chatted with each other, joking and laughing. They were all in their mid 20-ies to 30-ies, well trained and their cocks were all standing at full mast. They must have come straight out of the bath I thought, as their pitch black hair was still wet and they smelt fresh of soap. Their cocks and tight sacks seemed ready to burst and they must have come prepared.

They were clearly all very aroused already and I watched as they all started masturbating. I was surrounded by cocks! Mesmerized I looked from one to the other, as they pumped their cocks, moaned and looked at me. I took hold of myself and started masturbating too. So this was their special order, to have group sex with me!

"Yes! Yes!" they exclaimed almost in unison.

They moved in, and those right next to me tried to lean over so as to get their cocks as close to my face as possible. I sat up some more and turned my head to the right. A big cock with a purple head greeted me. I opened my mouth and held out my tongue. The man rubbed his cock over my tongue. He said something in what sounded like Japanese, his voice thick with lust. I then turned to the left and let another man do the same. Then they shuffled.

For the next one I carefully licked around the head, and then took him into my mouth. Soon I was sucking their cocks one after another. They differed in size and form and taste. Some were long and thinner, others thick, again others smallish. For some I licked and sucked on the balls too, but I gave all of them a good sucking. I After some time I had done the whole round -- all ten. I leaned back and watched as they all started masturbating in unison, and soon one after the other they started cumming. Their warm sperm shot across my chest, legs, and shoulders. Some ropes of seed, landed in my hair, and some right across my face. Soon I was covered in their white juices - or bathing in it actually. They came and came, moaning as they did so. The bathroom was filled with their lustful cries. Here and there I could see the other watching guests, and the waitress looking at me with curiosity. Finally they had all fully climaxed, and one after the other they let go of their now limp cocks. They bowed deeply, said something incomprehensible and withdrew.

I lay exhausted in the bathtub, looking down at my glistening body. I hadn't come yet and was still stroking myself. Sandra walked up to me and scooped up some cum from my nose with her index finger. She brought it to my mouth. I sucked on it.

"An Asian lunch treat -- freshly served straight from the source!"

She laughed, stood up and walked out into the living room.

I lay still, catching my breath. I swept my hand across my chest and spread out the white seed of their loads. The men and women who had come to watch slowly left, and I sat alone in the tub. I looked up at the cameras and wondered how many would have seen this. I was till rock hard. I had gone from a straight male, to a submissive sex toy in less than a day! Outside I saw the other guests in the living room start to leave. Some waved to me as they saw me.

Finally got myself to stand up and step out of the tub. In a corner there was a big luxurious shower. I stepped in under it and turned on the taps. I let the warm water run across my body, and stood there for a long while trying to gather my thoughts. Finally I turned off the taps, grabbed a large soft white towel from a rack and dried myself off. On a peg hung one of the courtesy morning gowns - I put it on.

The waitress returned and came up to me. She was very beautiful, and only now I realized that she was just as tall as I was, with long dark hair and large gorgeous eyes.

"It is one o'clock and everyone has left. We have taken away the lunch buffet, but do you care for anything to eat or drink?"

I shook my head. What a lunch buffet it had been! She winked as she turned and walked with me to the door, waving at one of the cameras as we walked passed it.