I was enjoying the last beam of golden sunlight casting down from the window of my attic as the evening sun began to sink below the skyline. As the young night had brought with it pleasant cool breeze, patrons started to pour into the business downstairs. The big flat-screen on my attic wall can be turned into a grid of monitors, each viewing a room downstairs:

• Bathroom: It could be the bathroom where different girls took shower or did their business. Sometimes, a patron or two would come in, joining the girls. Beside the view, if I flicked on the mic, I could hear the porcelain clank and their lusty moans...

• Bedroom:It could be one of the bedrooms. On a busy day, a girl would be fucked back to back for the entire night. Oh, the poor bed! it was a miracle that the old creaking bed still stood in whole after those violent thrusts and plunges...During their down time, a girl would be lying there, pleasing herself. Or, there could be two or several girls enjoying themselves. Their moans and wails would be the most ear-pleasing orchestra of the world!

• The red room: Or it could be the red room, where all the BDSM utilities and toys were assorted;

• or the green room: where most of the group actions were taking place;

• or the yellow room:...(up to your imagination.)

With the flick of a button I can switch between different cameras for different viewing angles. If a customer really gives it to a whore you can hear and feel it through the floor.

You:

Are you one of my mistresses working at my brothel? Do you want to please your employer? Will you come up to his attic and watch with him how other girls get fucked?

Me:

A shameless EPPer. The brothel owner of this play. Passionate amateur in this adult playground, looking for a fun playmate to learn from and explore it with. Someone to verbally rub up against, emotionally huddle with, and mentally wrestle in a way that'll assure that we are likeminded, we are not alone.