It had started as a simple instruction, "Meet me Saturday night 8pm, Hotel Ibis Canterbury." A regular meet for them, always highly charged with sexua... emotion, chemistry and tenderness. This was different a second instruction followed. "Dress as instructed, enter Room 102, remove coat and panties, say nothing, accept everything." As she reached Room 102 she saw the note pinned to the door addressed to Princess. Her hands shaking she tore open the envelope. "This is my night, for me and me. He stops and says "Get the nipple clips" and I go to the cabinet and bring them to him. I lay back on the sofa and he slowly clips the first nipple -it hurts but at the same time sends a strong feeling to my balls which I like. He then clips the other nipple and watches my face as I show a grim look for the pain. He pulls on the chain to make my nipples stand up harder then says to me "Suck My Cock- make it hard!" I start to take his satin briefs off but he says to suck him through the satin.. The hairdresser, completely lost in his arousal now, pulled the sweatpants down roughly to expose James' naked bottom. 'Fuck! Your ass is hotter than her's!' Said the hairdresser as he pulled the cheeks apart and started to lick James' pink asshole. 'Damn! That pussy tastes good.' Said the hairdresser, as he fondled James' little cock. Soon enough, the hairdresser really needed to fire his seed up this virgin slut's cunt, and so he stood up and held a bottle to James' nose. 'Sniff. That's it.. “I have one more question. How do you feel about dying your hair red?”Lucy shrugged her shoulders and said, “I’ll dye it any color you want for the opportunity to be your Office Whore.”“I just want it red, my little slut,” Clarence said.The next morning Lucy showed up bright and early and knocked on Clarence’s door. She stood before him with her newly dyed red hair, a short black skirt, a blue silk blouse with a zipper that was unzipped to show off her lovely tits. She wore black high heels.