After spending about a half hour soaking in the bathtub, Sumiko had dried herself off and started getting ready for the evening. Although she had been previously assured that she was not expected to have sexual intercourse with anyone, she inserted her diaphragm into her vagina, just to be on the safe side. She felt it would be much better to error on the side of caution.
It was nearly 10 o'clock as she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror which hung inside a closet door. The black, strapless evening gown which had been provided fit perfectly, clinging to her body like a glove. It was a full length gown with a slit in the front which rose up nearly to her crotch. The upper part of the dress was extremely low cut, showing off a very generous view of her soft but, firm 36C breasts. As she turned in front of the mirror, she saw that the slit in the front of the dress parted and exposed her legs and upper thighs, almost all the way up to her crotch. She quickly realized that if she was sitting down, anyone sitting in front of her would be able to look all the way up her dress.
Hearing a light knock, she picked up her purse and went to the door. Opening it, she saw the man who had escorted her to the room earlier, standing there. She assumed he was the butler.
"They are ready for you, madam." he said, as he stepped back from the door. Then, seeing the purse in her hand, he quickly added, "You will not need that, leave it here."
Placing her purse on a small table, Sumiko stepped out into the hallway. The butler closed the door, locked it and told her to follow him. He led her down the hallway, down a large, curving staircase, then down another hallway, finally stopping just outside a large double door. Opening the door, he stepped aside, allowing Sumiko to walk past him into the room.
As she heard the door close behind her, Sumiko quickly looked around the huge room. She saw that the room was filled with men, standing in groups all around the room. As they all turned to look at her, she saw that all of them were wearing long, black robes that hung all the way to the floor and were secured around the waist by what appeared to be a red colored rope or cord. Each man wore a mask, concealing his identify. Most of them wore black masks but, a few of them were red in color.
Just then, a tall man with a gold colored mask walked up and stood beside her, facing the other men in the room. Sumiko stood there, feeling somewhat nervous as she realized that the room had become completely silent and every one was looking in her direction.
"Gentlemen, please welcome our special guest this evening," said the tall man in a very commanding tone of voice. As the men in the room responded by applauding lightly, the tall man placed his hand in the small of her back as he spoke. "Please...allow me to escort you to your seat."
As she started forward, the men in front of her moved to one side or the other, clearing a pathway for her and her escort. She saw that just beyond the men, numerous upholstered chairs had been arranged in somewhat of a semi-circle, facing a single chair which sat all by itself at the far end of the room. As she and the tall man passed by them, Sumiko looked from side to side at the men in the room, as they turned, following her with their eyes. She couldn't be positive but, she guessed there were about 30 men in the room.
Arriving at the single chair, without speaking, the tall man indicated to her that she was to sit in the chair. The chair was nothing more than a plain wooden chair with an upholstered seat cushion. Turning, Sumiko sat down and looked out at the crowd of men, who were now taking their seats in the upholstered chairs that faced her, the nearest chair being less than six feet away from hers. Looking around, she saw that there were two video cameras suspended from the ceiling, one to each side of her. As she looked up at one of the cameras, she saw that it was moving, being repositioned directly in front and slightly above her chair.
Another man, wearing a red mask, came forward and moved around behind her chair. Taking her wrist, he brought it down to the side of the chair and secured it in a soft, padded restraint. Moving to the other side of the chair, he did the same to her other arm. Then, moving around in front of her, he knelt down and secured first one ankle, then the other in similar restraints, parting her legs as he did so. Sumiko tested the restraints but found that they held her wrists and ankles securely. The man then walked around behind her and lifted her long black hair, spreading it out across her back.
As the two men moved away from her, the lights in the room dimmed. A bright, almost blinding spotlight came on, shining directly on her. Sumiko could no longer see the men in the room but, she could hear them, whispering in low voices. Glancing downward, she suddenly came to the realization that the restraints that were around her ankles not only held her securely but, also forced her to open her legs, allowing the men directly in front of her a completely unobstructed view up her dress. Wiggling slightly, she tried to bring her thighs together but, found that it was impossible. There was nothing she could do to keep the men sitting in front of her from seeing all the way up her revealing dress.
Soft, sensuous music started playing from somewhere behind her. Moments later, Sumiko saw a few men approaching from the darkness, gathering around her. As she looked at them, somewhat apprehensively, she saw first one man, then another, untie the cord around his waist, allowing his robe to open. Her eyes widened as she found herself staring at their cocks, most of which were in a state of full erection. She watched as the men began to masturbate in front of her, their hands moving back and forth over their rigid shafts. Her eyes darted back and forth from one cock to another, watching as each man rubbed and fondled his cock.
She heard a groan to her left and as she turned her head to look in that direction, a sticky wetness struck her cheek, followed quickly by another and another. Turning her head away, she gasped audibly as another man's thick stream of grayish-white semen splattered across her forehead, followed by another, somewhat smaller stream which struck her on the cheek, just below her eye. Sumiko tried to lower her head but, someone behind her grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. A thick stream of semen arced through the air and struck her on the lips. Another struck her eyebrow and slowly slid down into her eye. Sumiko closed her eyes and pressed her lips tightly together as one man after another erupted, spewing stream after stream of hot, sticky semen all over her face, neck, shoulders, and breasts. She felt a wave of humiliation come over her as each man brought himself to a climax, spewing his hot, slimy cock-juice on her face and body. She felt someone rhythmically pulling on her hair and immediately realized he had wrapped her hair around his cock and he was going to cum in her hair.
All around her, she could hear men, grunting and groaning, making lewd, filthy comments as they continued their onslaught. Semen slid down her face, dangling from her chin and jaw before falling onto her heaving breasts. Sumiko moaned softly as she suddenly realized that this was having an effect on her, one she hadn't anticipated. She felt a warm glow rising between her thighs and she could feel a sticky wetness seeping from her pussy. She was becoming sexually aroused. She was actually taking pleasure in what they were doing to her.
Later, a man led back to the bedroom where she had been earlier. As she entered the room, the man spoke
"You may use the bathroom to clean up, Ms. Thomas." said the man in a soft, comforting voice. "When you are finished, you will find your stipend on the nightstand. Use the phone to let us know when you are ready to leave."
Closing the door to the bathroom, Sumiko turned and looked into the full-length mirror which was on the back of the door. Bring her hand up to her mouth, she gasped as she looked at her reflection. Her face, neck, shoulders, and breasts were covered with sticky semen. Huge globs of semen were matted in her hair.
Removing her clothing, she stepped into the shower, letting the hot water flow over her body. Then, taking a washcloth and a bar of soap, she began scrubbing the sticky, somewhat dried semen from her skin.
Half an hour later, she walked into the bedroom and began getting dressed in the white suit she had worn earlier. Finished, she walked over to the nightstand beside the bed and picked up the long white envelope that was laying there. Opening it, she saw that it contained various denominations of money. Slowly, she began counting it. her hand shaking as she did so.
"My God!" she exclaimed excitedly as she stuffed the envelope into her purse. "Six hundred dollars!!! I made six hundred dollars and I really didn't have to do anything. I thought I was going to have to let somebody fuck me or something but, all they wanted me to do was sit there and let them cum all over me."
Picking up the phone, she informed the person on the other end that she was ready to leave. Grabbing her purse and the overnight bag she had brought, she left the room. A few minutes later, she was in her car and driving down the highway, headed back to her home in Ravenswood.
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