The destiny of Kemuel 20

Your hands tremble as you slowly bring your hands to the lateral zipper of the white dress. The nine men watch you in silence, drinking their glasses, waiting.

You lower the zipper slowly. The metallic sound resonates in the tense silence of the suite. The dress loosens around your body.

You let the sleeves fall off your shoulders. The white fabric slides down your skin, slowly falling to around your waist.

You are exposed from the waist up with only the white lace bra that Viktor forced you to wear this morning.

"Continue," Viktor orders from the sofa.

You push the dress down over your hips. It falls to the floor, forming a circle of white fabric at your feet. You stand in the middle of the living room with only the white lingerie set: bra, panties, and garter with stockings.

The men murmur among themselves in different languages. You hear words you understand: "beautiful", "perfect", "incredible".

"The panties too," Viktor says.

You crouch down and lower the white panties down your legs, passing them over the stockings and heels. You let them fall over the dress.

Now you are left with only the bra, garter, and white stockings.

"The bra."

You unfasten it from behind. The cups loosen. You let it fall to the floor.

Your operated breasts are completely exposed to the nine men.

"Perfect," Viktor says, standing up from the sofa. "That's better."

He approaches you and grabs your arm, leading you towards where the others are.

"Gentlemen, as you can see, my wife has a body... let's say it's been surgically perfected for our enjoyment." He squeezes one of your breasts hard. "Big tits, functional pussy, all custom-made."

The men laugh.

Viktor releases you and heads specifically to David, who is leaning against the bar with his whiskey glass.

"David, come with me for a moment. I need to talk to you."

David leaves his glass on the bar and nods.

"Of course."

Viktor turns to the other guests.

"Gentlemen, go back to the living room. David and I have to discuss some details. We'll be right back."

The men nod and head back to the living room area, sitting on the sofas, serving themselves more drinks.

Viktor points to you.

"You, stay here by the bar. Don't move. Don't get dressed. Stay still until we return."

He doesn't wait for a response. He simply turns around and walks towards the entrance door of the suite. David follows him.

Both of them leave the suite, closing the door behind them.

You are left standing by the bar, completely naked except for the garter and white stockings. The men in the living room chat among themselves, occasionally glancing at you, but no one approaches.

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Hotel hallway. Outside the suite.

Viktor and David walk a few meters down the carpeted hallway until the...