CHAPTER 15
“Are you ready?” Minerva asked Helene when they were about to enter the room that Madame Chona gave her.
Helene looked at her hesitantly. She clutched on her arms and curled her lips in nervousness. “I-I don’t know if I can do this…”
Minerva sighed. “You can do this, Helene,” she assured her. “Did you watch the video tutorials that I told you to watch?”
Minerva was pertaining to explicit pornographic videos that use sex toys such as dildos while having sex. Helene watched some videos last night, right after Malcolm left her house. It was late already because the man insisted on watching a movie with her before going to bed. She sighed, she also has to do this job because she offered Malcolm free meals in the meantime, and she has to buy a new phone.
“Okay, I’ll do it…” she said. “Are you sure that I am alone in that room?”
Minerva nodded. “Yes. Unless…” she trailed off. “Unless Madame Chona noticed that you can’t perform well. She might send somebody here that could teach how to use those sex toys.”
Helene swallowed hard. She’s not sure if she can apply the things that she learned from watching videos. It was her first time watching such porn, and it gave her chills. Helene flinched at the thought that somebody might join her inside that room. She felt like her stomach churned up.
“Are you okay? You looked sick,” Minerva asked her worriedly.
“I-I feel like I’m gonna throw up,” she said, flinching as she touched her stomach.
Minerva laughed. “The first-timer feels,” she said and tapped her back. “I was worse than you during my first time here. I threw up on the bed, and Madame Chona was so mad at me that she made me pay for the bed linen.’
“Really?” Helene asked, suddenly felt ashamed. “I don’t want her to get mad at me. She looked strict.”
“Very strict,” Minerva said, then took out her phone. “Let’s have a remembrance for your first day,” she said and raised her phone for a selfie. “There you go; this will serve as a reminder of your first time feels.”
Helene heaved a sigh. “I guess I’m ready now.” She took the keys from Minerva and opened Room 29.
A sweet sensual scent of lady’s perfume welcomed Helene. In an instant, her feeling became a little lighter. She looked back at Minerva, who stood still in the doorway. She waved and signaled a cheer to her. As soon as the door closed behind her, soft music started to air inside the room full of lacy red curtains and rose petals. The room was small, with a king-size bed in the middle. On the foot of the bed stood a tall tripod with an android phone attached to it. Helene recalled Madame Chona’s instructions when she entered the room.
Change into sexy lingerie clothes and robes. The outfits were also on the bed, together with the sex toys that she’ll be using to pleasure herself. Helene swallowed hard as her eyes caught the long and thick cock vibrator.
With a deep sigh, she took the pair of red bikinis and red robe. She looked around for a changing room, but she saw nothing. She guessed this is where she’ll change too.
Before climbing on the bed, Helene touched the play button on the cellphone screen. Her hands were shaking, that she had a hard time hitting the right button. She bit her lip and told herself that this will end soon, and she will get a large amount of money afterward.
When the red light attached to the phone lighted up, Helene’s chest hammered. It means that the video is already streaming. She clutched on her robe and once again heaved a deep sigh before climbing on the bed.
Her legs shook, and all her limbs. She can see herself on the video, and it only made her heartbeat race. “I can do this…” she told herself and started to remove the robe slowly.
She then touched her breasts down to her flat stomach until her hand reached her navel. Helene spread her legs in front of the camera. She can see her own cunt on the screen, it was damp, and her insides were aching for something. She slipped her hand on the garter of her underwear and cupped her core. She moaned as her finger touched her pearl.
Helene bit her lower lip when she tried to insert one finger onto her. She whimpered in the stinging pain that it brought. But, she knew that the pain will be replaced by pleasure. She arched her hips to meet the slow thrust of her finger inside her until she felt hot juices coated it.
She groaned in frustration. She wanted more.
Helene then started to remove her brassiere. Her big tits bounced as she pulled off the thin cloth. Her nipples were erected and aching as if they wanted to be touched and sucked. Using her one hand, she fondled her nipple, just like the teasing she saw on the porn videos that she watched last night.
“Oh…” Helene moaned. She cupped her wet core and rubbed her clit. “Fuck…”
When she couldn’t take it anymore, Helene removed her underwear and spread her legs even wider in front of the camera. She parted her pink folds and inserted one finger inside her hole. She was wet, but she knew that she’s not yet there.
She grabbed the small vibrator on her side and rubbed it gently on her clit. Helene shut her eyes and groaned at the sensation that the remote object is giving her. She cocked her head and arched her back as she continuously rubbed the vibrating thing on her cunt.
Helene looked at the ceiling and tried to focus on what she’s doing, but she doesn’t understand why she can’t pour all her attention into this. With every close of her eyes, she sees Malcolm’s worried face staring at her as if telling her that he’s waiting on her doorsteps.
“Fuck,” Helene hissed. She looked at the set of sex toys on her side and choose what she’ll use next. “Come on, Helene…” she told herself.
Her eyes stared at the cock-like dildo. She swallowed hard. She doesn’t know if it will fit inside her. It looks so huge and thick. With shaking hands, she picked up the big thing, but before she could turn it on, the door opened, and Madame Chona came in. She switched off the camera and audio on the screen.
Helene covered herself quickly. “M-Madame, why are you here?”
“You looked so lame!” she shouted at her. “I am receiving a lot of negative feedback for your streaming. I’m losing money because of your lame performance.”
Helene looked down. “I’m sorry, Madame. It’s my first time—”
“No excuses. We’re on live streaming, and a lot of viewers were expecting more from a virgin,” she said, then looked between her legs. “Intact hymens are meant to be ripped.”
Helene gasped. “No, Madame…” she shook her head. “I don’t have to lose my virginity with this kind of—” She stopped when a woman entered the room. “W-wait, what is this?”
Madame Chona smirked. “You need somebody that will teach you how to play it right.”
“N-No, please…” Helene pleaded, but the Agency Manager ignored her. “Don’t do this, Madame, I will do my best—”
“Maila, tie her on the bed,” Madame Chona told the woman. “Make sure that her legs are spread in front of the camera.”
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