Li couldn't believe that someone had the audacity to interrupt a VIP guest. The night was going so great with Ai experiencing the ultimate humiliation orchestrated by him. And he was supposed to be the main event. Nothing was going to stop him from fulfilling that.
"What do you want!" Li yelled as he opened the door.
It was the hotel manager, who politely smiled. "Hello Mr. Komari, I'm sorry to interrupt but I'm afraid there's been a change in plans."
Li tempered his anger. "What do you mean a change in plans?"
"Unfortunately, we've had a very important client reach out to book this room. So, we're going to have to ask you to leave."
"Umm, we are very important. Do I have to call Mr. Wagner to remind..."
"Actually, we've already spoken to Mr. Wagner and he's happy to accommodate. In fact, he has authorized the party favor girls to stay here for the new guest." The manager said.
"This is bullshit. You can't just kick us out. It's my future brother-in-law's bachelor party."
"Again, I am sorry for this inconvenience. Please take up any grievances with Mr. Wagner."
Li couldn't believe that Mr. Wagner would just sell out to the highest bidder. Well, he could believe it, but it was a bad business practice. Who could possibly be coming that would entice Mr. Wagner to change his mind?
"Who booked the room?" Li asked.
"Unfortunately, I am not at liberty to disclose that." The manager said. He checked his watch. "Now I do need you to clean up and clear out within the next twenty minutes as we do have our cleaning crew ready to prepare the room."
"Where the hell are we supposed to go? Is there another suite available?"
"No, but we do have two very spacious rooms that connect in the middle. I'd be happy to reserve those for you."
"How much is that?"
"About $2,000 altogether."
Li meekly nodded. If the basic rooms were $2,000, then Mr. Wagner must have shelled out a fortune for the best suite. And now Li and his party were left hanging out to dry. That was the cost of doing business with someone rich and powerful.
"We'll think about." Li said.
It was way too expensive for his budget and the only person who could comfortably afford it was the one whom they were celebrating. He shut the door and turned to share the bad news with the rest of the group. Once again, he had missed his opportunity with Ai, but he would not give up. Sooner or later, she was going to be his again.
**
Ai stared up at the ceiling dreading her brother's return. As if fucking everyone else wasn't enough humiliation, now she had to please and satisfy him. But she had accepted that fact as soon as she had seen him at the beginning of the night. After he had missed his opportunity in the office, she knew he'd stop at nothing to get another one.
The door swung open but instead of Li, two cleaning ladies strolled in. They handed Ai a robe and asked her to come with them. What the hell was going on? In the main room, Betsy also had a robe and joined Ai with the cleaning ladies. The Bachelor party was no longer in full swing, but instead packing up their stuff. Li stared Ai down as she walked by but did nothing to stop her from leaving. Once again, he had failed at his attempt to fuck her because he opted to humiliate her first. The next time he had the opportunity, she was sure he wouldn't squander it. Like her time in his office, she took pleasure from her brother's failure once again.
The two girls were ushered into another room and told to shower and clean themselves up. Ai tried to ask questions, but the hotel staff did not have any answers. So she enjoyed her time in the nice hot shower, washing off the filth and depravity from the night and hoping that the memories would go away with it. Once she was done, she brushed her hair and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Was this really worth it? Mr. Wagner had clearly orchestrated this and the only reason she had followed orders was to keep her job. Maybe she could make it on her own like Riley. Maybe she didn't need a job that treated her more like an object than a person. Maybe it was time for a change.
Three hard knocks at the door startled Ai from her thoughts.
"You've got ten minutes." The voice, now a man, said loudly.
Ai dried her hair with the hair dryer and put on the fresh new clothes that had been left for her along with a make-up kit. Her outfit was a nice cocktail dress with matching heels and the only downside was the lack of underwear. However, anything was better than her previous predicament. She did her makeup and the finished product looked like a girl ready for a night on the town. But she knew that wasn't the purpose of all this. In the back of her mind, she was adamant that it was Li, further playing mind games with her. The only antidote to that thought was the sour look he had given her when she left the suite. That was a hard emotion to fake convincingly. Which meant that the only other culprit was Mr. Wagner. What kind of shenanigans did he have planned after her already wild night?
Ai stepped out of the washroom and was surprised to see Betsy wearing an identical outfit. There was no one else in the room.
"Betsy." Ai said and then hugged her friend. "Do you know what's going on?"
"No idea, but it looks like our night's not over."
Ai looked down at her dress. "At least we look more respectable."
Betsy nodded in agreement and the two fell into an awkward silence.
"Are you okay, Ai? I know that must have been..."
Before Ai could respond, the door burst opened and a man yapping on his phone waltzed in. His sharp suit and intimidating body language gave him an air of someone who demanded respect. Not because he deserved it, but because he would make a big deal if there was none.
"Ya, ya, I got it. Don't worry about it." The man said. "Listen, I'd love to continue this, but I gotta go. The big man wants everything ready before he arrives...Okay, bye."
The man ended the call and put his phone in his pocket. His focus shifted to the two girls.
"Ladies. What luck that we got permission to use you." The intimidating man said. "Calling you party favors is a little problematic if the press ever gets wind of this. So, you'll be performing the same functions as you were just doing, but we're calling you hired models. Capissh?"
"What do you mean performing the same functions?" Betsy asked.
"You know, do whatever anyone says. If a guy comes up to you and asks for some relief, you drop to your knees and give him some relief. That sort of thing."
"So, slaves." Ai said.
"If I recall my conversation with your employer, I believe he said this was part of your contract. So, call it a corporate slave, but we expect to get what we paid for." The man said. "At least you're a little more dressed up."
Ai and Betsy didn't say anything else. If he had spoken with Mr. Wagner, then it was already a done deal. Like the Bachelor party, they knew the consequences if they disobeyed.
"Now if you two are done yapping, follow me."
It wasn't Li's party, but it seemed a lot more intimidating based solely on the man's expensively tailored suit. If this was just the guy coordinating, that meant whoever was in charge was a very big deal. Ai and Betsy followed the man out and Ai took comfort in the fact that nothing could be worse than what she had experienced. At least that's what she told herself. But she was about to find out if that was really true.
