“Fuck!” Jen whispered under her breath as the fading light of day cast long shadows all around the pool.
She’d been standing there for hours… well standing was a stretch, more like bent over with her ass hanging out for hours, and no one had come by and claimed her.
She let out a heavy sigh as she reflected on her mistake.
Two years ago she’d come to this resort for a quick winter getaway, it was cheap… too cheap really, but had promised luxury rooms and easy beach access, so she’d taken a chance.
A week later when she returned home she was little more than a living sex toy. She’d been passed around and used by the staff for her entire trip, well at least after the first night.
She’d had a great first day at the resort, it had been everything it promised and more, but as soon as her head hit the pillow, she’d crashed hard. Too hard, though she didn’t realize it at the time, as they’d pumped in a anesthetic gas into her room to keep her out for several hours while they got to work.
When she’d woken up, she’d been tied into a chair, a IV in her arm, and a large monitor in front of her searing a mixture of porn and commands into the back of her retinas.
When they finally released her from the chair, there were only two things she could do, fuck and obey.
After that first visit she spent the next six months changing her entire life. She resigned from her job, distanced family and friends, started working at a strip club downtown that was owned by the same company, moved into a condo downtown so that she could take clients back to fuck, and worked out at the gym to get the perfect body.
They started rotating her between the club and the resort, a few months at each depending on how busy each was. This was near the end of the season for the resort so she was scheduled to return to the club in a few weeks.
That also meant that there were more girls at the resort then men, so the men had the pick of the crop to choose from.
She’d seen man after man picking the other girls throughout the day, until only she and one other girl were left around the pool.
The other girl had left twenty minutes ago with a man and Jen knew right then and there she should have gotten the boob job during her last rotation at the club.
Fortunately it was a mistake she could easily take care of once she returned to the mainland.
Just as she was thinking about who in the club had the best tits so she could ask them who their surgeon was, she felt a hand come to rest on her ass and her lips moved almost by themselves.
“Ooooo baby, you wanna fuck my ass?” she cooed as she gave her ass a little shake.
The hand lifted from her ass and came down with a sharpe slap, “Damn straight I do Jen.”
She gasped and moaned, but inside she deflated… she recognized the voice, it was Jim, the resort manager… she was fucked… and not just literally either.
She rose up and turned around to find Jim smiling at her, she smiled back, and then the two of the walked towards the main building.
Spending the night with Jim was fine and all, he fucked her ass pretty well all things considered, but it mean she wasn’t “earning” her keep. If she fell too far behind she wouldn’t be coming back to the resort and instead just be left at the club… or even worse.
As Jim grabbed her ass she made up her mind to talk to some the the girls at the club first thing when she returned… next time she came to the resort she wasn’t going to be last to be picked… she was going to be first!
