When they left the elevator a minute later, the top floor was similar to the one they found in the lobby, but everything was more garish, more expensive.
The Prime Pleasurers showboated their sublime sexual skills underneath their natural frame reveling in their heavenly assets. The glass chambers this time had a few customers touching themselves, moaning almost in sync with the joy the performers had.
A fragrance of sweat and sex secretions hidden within the pervading pine scent suffused the atmosphere.
Mùndò’s feet nearly sank within the floor ivory carpet, as each step nearly massaged the soles of his bare feet.
As Pelem led him towards an empty bedroom, he heard, “Hey! It’s you! What are you doing here?” roll out his way.
He turned around, and recognized the horny Roland he met earlier today, her hand stroking her ample cock.
He smiled.
Raising his hand holding the wristlet, he said, “I’m working here, so I’m going to my ‘study’ to ‘wax’ myself beforehand.”
His response left her stunned. “But then, why did you refuse me earlier? If you would’ve told me this earlier, I would’ve paid you what you deserve without shortchanging you!” she said with her raised eyebrows.
“The reason I refused wasn’t for sexual reasons, but because I didn’t know the Laro language back then so I couldn’t communicate with you. It’s only later on that I realized that you probably spoke the Ancient Duala language like me as well, so…” he replied with a tinge of embarrassment in his voice.
She grinned. “Then, I guess you wouldn’t mind a bit of time with me then?” she said in a sultry voice.
But the mùkèlako gave her a toothy grin when he pointed at the beady band circling his wrist.
“Of course, I’m willing to pay,” she said, sauntering towards him.
But Mùndò stopped her, raising his hand before his potential customer. “I’m sorry, but you’ll have to pay first. Let me add that you’ll get access to my three holes, meaning my mouth, whichever twat, and the hole in the depths of my ass. If you want to fuck any extra hole, you’re gotta fork out more cash, and it’s non-negotiable, are we clear on that?” he said in a serious tone.
The woman licked her lips. “Very clear. Please give me your rate per hour and wrist, I’m hungry…” she said, her naked flesh inching closer to him.
He did so and her fingers quickly authorized the amount of cash he demanded.
His very first client just gave him quite a bit of money!
This job was really shaping up to be lucrative, but now instead of asking her name, he wanted to check her stats out…
(Level (i): 0) ~General Information~ (Next Level (i): 0%)
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[First Name: Reci] TÈMÈNÈ (i): {Level 1 - ^100%^} [Species (i): Roland]
[Middle Name(s): Polmen] WÙSÙ (i): {Level 1 - ^100%^} [Sex (i):Female]
[Surname: Hemro] ÉWOLÈ (i): {Level 2 - ^100%^} [Type: None(i)]
[Height: 8.6 ft] ÉLÈKU (i) {Level 1} [Rank (i): Normal Enlightened]
[Weight: 229 lbs + 0.02lbs] [Verticality (i): Informal]
[Blood Type (i): H+] [Age: 39 (Born: 69th day of the year 6370 CE)]
[Alturix Domesticated: None] [Birthplace: Ciemlan Main Hospital]
~Status (i)~
Normal (Aroused)
So Reci doesn’t work out, huh?
Plus, she had no Alturix whatsoever, so how could she afford the sums she gave him?
Well, maybe he’ll know the answer later on… “Well, Reci, you now have the honor of being my first client, but like I said before, you’re gonna have to wait in the bedroom for a few minutes before we have some fun. Don’t worry, it’ll be worth it,” he confidently said to her.
Reci giggled. “Ooh, I’ll make it worth it, but you aren’t gonna deduce your preening time from my own, right?” she said with a meaningful glint in her eyes.
Mùndò scoffed. “That is, of course. I’ll have you know that I do have some integrity,” he said when Pelem led them before the translucent glass door of an empty chamber.
“Precious customer, I wish you a pleasant moment with our newest Prime Pleasurer,” his handler said as he opened the door.
Reci expressed her gratitude, then allowed her right hand to fondle the mùkèlako’s perky butt.
He slapped her hand away with a chuckle, saying, “Not so patient, are we?”
She shook her head, “I’m soooo famished, and how could I resist a juicy meal if front of me?” she said in a mock-aggrieved tone.
Bidding good night to his handler, the couple walked inside the room. On the other side of the room lied another door, leading inside the bathroom.
Fortunately, this one wasn’t see through.
At least they’ll allow some privacy, especially when one has to clean their flesh from the grime of the day!
The young sexual worker wasted no time to reach the bathroom, fearful that Reci’s patience would fail her at any moment.
After all, he still heard her say “Mmmm…” when he closed the bathroom door!
His back frame already had her craving him, so he’ll have to be quick…
He directly went towards the mirror hanging above the gray sink.
He never saw his reflection since his birth, so he didn’t know what he looked like!
Now, he’ll find out!
When the mirror reflected his face, he saw his piercing and sharp amber eyes over a prominent nose, and luscious, full lips.
Above a pair of slender eyebrows, cropped kinky hair spread evenly across his head tipped his oval shaped face.
And he finally saw his pitch-black ear, the sole “blemish” on his otherwise hot figure.
At least his ears were symmetric, and that’s what mattered.
And who knows, it may even add to his charm!
Now he knew what he looked like, and it really did boost his confidence!
Yeah, he’ll do very well on the looks section required for this new job of his.
He was worthy of being in model catalogs just like those showcasing a state-of-the-art car!
As he stepped towards the bathtub, a voice drove his way across his brain, “Mùndò? How are you doing?” Freeta asked.
Great. Did you fully recover, honey?
“Yes, I did, hence why I’m awake,” she said.
His eyes lit up at her answer.
Thankfully, their bond allowed them to communicate soundlessly without anyone noticing anything amiss.
But he was curious about one thing… I’d like to know, how’s life inside me, I mean, what does it look like?
“It’s like I can see everything from your eyes, but unable to do anything. But I’m very comfortable, though, it feels great. I can sleep, I can close my eyes if I don’t want to see what you’re seeing, so that’s what it looks like in here. But where are you and what are you doing?”
He then explained what he intended to do as his feet stepped inside the bathtub…
A half-hour elapsed when he left the bathroom altogether, ready to receive his first customer…