The Prize (part I)

It's the short story of the week. Second part is up for tomorrow, but enjoy!

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When Michelle turned into the front parking lot of the resort, she blinked.

This was what she’d gotten for her prize? She knew it was supposed to be a great place, but…

Wow. All marble and gold, people moving in and out of it. People dressed in better clothing than a college student could afford in a year.

Michelle pulled up, and suddenly, a richly uniformed man was at the side of the car, opening the door for her.

Michelle numbly handed him the key.

She’d never had a valet drive her car to the parking lot before.

Then she was walking into the lobby, looking around at the plants, the lights, there was even a little stream running through the center of the lobby with tiny footbridges crossing it.

She went to the front desk and waited until someone who looked like she could buy the college with the rings on her fingers walked off, a small herd of men following her.

“I-ah, I’m Michelle Wilkins?” She asked.

“Ah, the young lady! Yes, we have been waiting for you!” He gestured, and a woman in a maid’s uniform walked up to her.

Michelle tried not to stare, but she’d never seen a woman with tits like that, full, pressing her uniform out, the cutout in the white top showing off an expanse of cleavage.

Michelle had tried to give a guy a boob-fuck once. It hadn’t gone well.

This woman could give fucking big-foot a boob-fuck, and you’d lose his cock in her tits.

Trying to look away from her tits, Michelle found herself looking down at her legs and curvy hips, and they were just as incredible as the rest of her.

“Ma’am, if you’ll follow me?” The woman said, and Michelle nodded, noticing her nametag.

Mindi.

Of course, she’s a Mindi.

But Michelle followed her and tried to keep her eyes off of the way Mindi’s buttcheeks were wiggling with every step.

Some of the guys didn’t bother to try.

As she walked, she saw other employees. Most of the girls looked like Mindi, their bodies impossibly curvy, while the guys looked like some kind of incredible sculpture, muscles rippling under their uniforms.

“So, does this place hire from ambitious starlets and leading men?” she asked.

“No, Ma’am,” Mindi said. “I just came here…” she looked back, her full lips forming a smile. “For an opportunity.”

For what, sucking cock? Michelle shook her head, and followed Mindi. But as they walked to the elevator, she blinked. There for a moment, behind one of the potted plants, she saw a maid, dressed like Mindi, on her knees, her top pulled down, huge tits swaying, the light gleaming off her dark skin, as she expertly sucked off a hotel guest.

Then they were past before she could see any more.

At the elevator, Mindi pressed the button and waited. When the doors slid open, there was another maid standing in front of them. She glanced at Mindi, nodded, and then walked out.

Michelle found her eyes staring at the metal collar around her slim neck. In the hollow of her throat a jewel-encrusted tag dangled from the collar.

“1230,” it read.

“What’s that?” Michelle asked.

“The collar…” Mindi fell silent and then licked her lips, the movement sensuous.

Michelle found herself trying not to look but the way the shorter girl’s tongue ran over her lips…

Mindi pressed her legs together.

“Oh, those who do their jobs especially well, can be assigned to individual suites.” Mindi licked her lips again, and once again, Michelle couldn’t tear her eyes away. “It is a great honor to… serve and be evaluated…” she shivered again, her body jiggling in ways Michelle’s body couldn’t, not even on its best day.

“Evaluated?”

“For their future… destiny.” Mindi smiled. “Working at the hotel is only the first part of your life, after all. There is so much… to come… Yes… come…” She took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing before she shook her head. “But we’re almost to your floor! Come!” As if by her command, the bell sounded, and the doors slid open, revealing a plushly carpeted hallway, little statues of maidens and heroes sitting in their tiny nooks. With that, she led the confused and inexplicably aroused women out of the elevator.

Michelle stared at little diorama, showing a woman kneeling before a man, her armor on the ground around her as she offered herself to him.

Bet there’s a story behind that… Bet it’s… hot.

Michelle shook her head, and then Mindi opened the door to her room.

Taking a deep breath, Michelle walked forward, wondering what her prize ticket had gotten her.

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