Sometimes she felt as if she were two separate people; the old Monica and some new emerging one. She knew this new Monica was very suggestible, easily...manipulated, and very different than her old self. But weeks ago she had slowly begun to understand that she kind of enjoyed giving up some of her autonomy, her will to the pet. It was kind of nice to let it solve some of her problems. Give her some fresh ideas she never would have had on her own. It was kind of a tradeoff. Life was so much. She’s surprised at who it was, not one of his henchmen, not even a woman. Walking into the room is a stunning looking woman. Dressed in a black and white conservative outfit with her long red hair tied into a high pony tail, she walks into the bedroom, her heals clicking against the floor with every step. Behind her is one of Mikhail’s henchmen, pushing what looks like a cart that a hotel bell-hop would be pushing. Instead of luggage, the lone metal rack is filled with seemingly expensive,. Oh my god! That was my first bisexual experience!After that, I was laying on the bed exhausted. She started licking her husband’s dick first and then she again started to play with my balls, pressing them and stroking my dick.Within a few minutes, my dick was hard again and she asked me to fuck her ass this time! She was bending and inviting me to her ass hole, the juices from her pussy were still flowing.I took some gel, applied it on my dick and inserted my cock slowly into her ass. She was. This broke the spell and I closed the curtains, spending a surprising amount of time cleaning up the mess on the floor.I would fight the impulse but for the next week did the same most nights becoming increasingly bold and spending longer exposing myself.One day I was returning and passed the manager/bursar when she said someone had left a parcel for me and passed over what looked like a shoe box covered in brown paper. Written on it were the words “to the occupant of the room with the green.