Chapter 2 --Katy Freely Becomes a Slut
There was a loud knocking on my door, which woke me up. The pounding didn't help with the pulsating headache. Then I heard the door open with the woman yelling, "Housekeeping". Seeing me, she was very apologetic. Then she announced, "Sorry honey, but it's past your allotted check out time. I had this room as listed as vacant. You should call the front desk letting them know you will be staying over."
Here I was naked with my head and body aching. I got up to walk to the bathroom. When I went to pee, I felt sore. Touching my pussy lips they were very tender. Then I remembered what happened last night. Taking two aspirin, I hurried to check out. Putting on whatever was out to dress in, just jeans and a t-shirt that spelled sexy. It took me an hour to gather all of my things, pack them in my suitcase, and checked the room for anything I missed. Just as I was about to leave, the room phone rang.
Thinking it was the front desk I answered, "I'm all ready to check out. I'll be there in a minute."
Instead it was Bill and he chuckled, "Oh I see. You weren't going to say good-bye? Katy before you go stop by my room. I can help with the hangover you probably have and I know you wouldn't be able to drive home without my special remedy. Also, I need to give you the money you lovingly earned last night." He laughed again, "Or was it this morning?"
I was in agony and not thinking right. But he was correct about making that 4 hour drive back to L.A. in the state I was in. So I told him I'll be there in a minute. Taking my large suitcase, I rolled it down the hall to his room. Knocking on the door Amber answered it.
"Come in Katy," she softly spoke. "I have the stuff to help your head. Bill said you were very busy last night. I'm guessing you are probably sore too. If so, I have a gel that will take those aches away."
I walked in and Bill came out holding a glass of water that was fizzing. He told me it was called Blowfish. Telling me to gulp it down and in no time I would feel better. Dropping my suitcase, I took the glass and guzzled its contents. It tasted bitter and had an after taste.
Amber told me to come with her to the bathroom. Telling to take off my jeans and panty, I sat on the toilet. She took a tube of this clear gel, squirted some on my fingers, and told me to rub it around my vagina lips. As I did, it immediately began soothing the soreness. Then she squirted a lot more on my fingers, telling me to rub my clit and my inner opening. I did and again the soreness began to vanish. I was beginning to feel better. But Amber took a big glop of the gel, told me to spread my legs wide apart, knelt down, and pushed three fingers into my sore opening. I yelp because it did hurt. She pushed into me as deep as she could go. Twisting her fingers around to rub all of my inner soreness, this began to fade too. But I began to become aroused.
"There, that should do it. You needed to get the stuff deep in you or you would still hurt. In a couple of hours the ointment will do its job. You could probably have sex again, that is, if you wanted too."
When I got up, I felt so much better. My head ache was becoming dull and I could think. But when I went to put my panty back on, she barked and told me that I had to wait until my body absorbed the gel. Walking out naked from the waist down to the other room, Bill was on the phone. He was talking to someone.
When he hung up, he turned to me and said, "You don't look to bad from all the sex you had. I checked you out Katy, but they said you need to talk to security about some sort of extra fee. What's that about?"
Oh my god! It's that 20% escort fee the security guard told me I owed. I explained it to Bill with Amber listening to all of the details of having sex with the fat dude. Bill looked perturbed that the guy didn't pay for an extra hour and wasn't drunk like he pretended and really did fuck me. He told me to relax and he would be right back.
While he was gone, I and Amber got better acquainted. She told me how Bill saved her from the four guys that knew her at the strip club. Then she giggled and told me that he had trouble getting it up, because he said that I had drained him dry. Giggling she mentioned that he was good to go in the morning. I wasn't as upset as I was last night. I now understood why she answered the phone.
Then Bill came back in a huff and angrily verbalized. "That fucker checked out early this morning. Probably right after he finished fucking you Katy, because he knew I would come back to collect more money. I am really pissed that he played me. Then I went down to security to find out what they wanted you for and the guard explained. So I gave him two bills for that stupid whoring fee they are charging girls. I paid it because I feel bad about all of the mistreatment you had to deal with last night. It was just going to be a night of flaunting your body and getting accustom to showing off. It was to prove to you that you are an attractive Lady. Sex wasn't supposed to happen. And then you had eight guys fucking you. It seems that double your life time sexual experiences all in just one night. I'm so sorry."
He came over and tightly held me. I whispered, "That's okay Bill. I forgive you. But you did expand my capabilities, even though it wasn't what you had planned. I would have never gone to a strip club on my own or have sex with all those guys. Just to be honest, most of it was fun for me too. But I'm now feeling much better. I should go home."
He kissed me and then softly replied, "You know you can stay another night here with me. I'm not leaving until Sunday. We can do some sightseeing. Maybe go to Red Rocks for hiking or Boulder Dam. You did mention that this is your first trip to Vegas. What do you say?"
As I was slowly processing his suggestion, Amber giggled and said, "Please stay Katy. It will be fun showing a newbie my town. With all of your earnings we can get pampered; maybe a nice spa day? We can even go to a club later tonight that I know you would have fun at. Please! Please!"
Wow! A spa day just excited me. But first I wanted to go to Boulder Dam. And I didn't really feel like driving home anyway. So I enthusiastically answered, "That sounds like fun. Can we go to the dam first? I always wanted to see it. And then I never had a spa day. You're going to come too Amber?"