CATS: Welcome to the club - Sex Stories

CATS: Welcome to the club

... may have to share your room from time to time, we have a very open lifestyle, our girls can crash anywhere they want, but they can deposit their items in one room."

Misha walked into her room. It was amazing. Sweet scents, a large soft bed, a gilded mirror, and a luxurious bathroom. There was a beautiful balcony with flowing curtains, and it was quite spacious. To her side in the balcony was a pool, not very large, but spacious enough for multiple people. There were even candles beside them.

"Wait here a while and check if you have all your things. We can go back and get anything we missed. After a while you'll be taken for a little guiding and how it works around here. Your rent cancellation will be taken care of by our agency."

As the maid walked out she turned back a last time, "Again-this life isn't so bad."

"Indeed it isn't", whispered Misha.

After a while, a guide took her back to the lobby and had her registered, her biometrics taken and other formalities. She signed a few agreements of privacy and not running away. She wondered why they'd run away.

She was then taken back to the Asia corridor, where she was given a whole guide of the unexplored corridors of floor of Asia. They entered a chamber, with a large row of idols decorated nicely. The nearest idol to her, was of a six armed woman, wearing a crown and very scanty clothing. It was a very promiscuous and voluptuous idol.

"That is an idol of Rati the Hindu and Buddhist god of Carnal love. ...

... Like I said our 'business' is a very old one, and may have cult like properties."

She started at the other statues of other love goddesses from many Asian cultures, all in promiscuous poses, filling the room with an erotic vibe.

She was then taken to an office, well more of an inbuilt multi purpose store.

The maid said that one of the Asia incharges would take over and left.

She soon met an East Asian woman named Madam Zhou, probably in her 30s.She wore a black pencil skirt and a turquoise turtleneck. She beamed at Misha.

"What a marvelous specimen. You must be Misha Datta, the newest addition correct?"

"Yes."

"So, for newcomers, we rank our girls on some physical qualities, and their personality. This is also the place where you get to pick your costumes and your nickname or stagenames, and other things."

Madam Zhou wanted to perform a test on her to rank her. "Don't worry, all ranks in our system are good and powerful. An alpha can brought down by a beta. They are just your general qualities you already possess. It's not a hierarchy per se."

She led Misha to another mini chamber with a cushioned reclining chair, with elaborate designs. She ordered her to strip. Nervously Misha strip herself, standing in her lace panties.

"The undergarments too dear."

Misha awkwardly stripped them off too. Madam Zhou certainly stared at Misha's body with a lusty gaze but it was shielded. She asked Misha to recline on the seat.

Misha did as she was told. She ...