Golden Mask Part 2.
-Welcome, sir. – Sergei looked up and paused for a moment in the doorway, seeing the girl who had risen from the large bed. – Mask 967F, at your service.
Standing before him was a young girl of short stature, approximately 140-145 centimeters tall. Her petite figure was covered by a semi-transparent white robe, beneath which the outline of large, third-size breasts and a seemingly smoothly shaved crotch could be discerned. Apart from the robe, the girl wore no other clothing, and Sergei examined with interest the slender, smooth legs that peeked out from under the short hem of the robe, which covered just below her hips. The girl stood,
with her palms folded one over the other at the level of her crotch, and when Sergei fully entered, she bowed low.Moving closer, Sergei finally got a good look at the girl's face. Her round, pretty face with a sharp chin was adorned with a pink blush. Unlike the golden mask, the girl had only one piercing—a small copper ring in the bridge of her nose. The upper part of her face was hidden by a mask identical to the one worn by the girl in the foyer, made of thin gray fabric with thin black patterned lines. From under thick eyelashes, large blue eyes gazed invitingly at Sergei through the slits in the mask. The mask was framed by long, curly white hair, from beneath which, on the sides of her head, perked-up ears with long, about ten-centimeter tips peeked out.
-Silk mask, gray 967F. – The mask replied, slightly embarrassed. – But you, sir, may call me whatever you like.
-Alright. – Sergei feverishly went through the names of elf maidens he knew from fantasy. But, as luck would have it, nothing suitable came to mind. – Then I'll call you Eli. – Deciding that it was what it was, he settled on a pleasant human name that might suit an elf.
-As you wish, sir. – The mask nodded obediently, untying her robe. She revealed her neat, firm breasts, resembling two large apples. Sergei noted that the areolas around her nipples were, as he liked on girls, of medium size and slightly darker than her skin. – As you wish to dispose of me, sir.
-I understand you, sir. – Sergei felt the girl approach him and run her palm over his crotch, causing his friend in his pants to swell with volume and power. – You're tired, I'll do everything myself.
-Wait. – Sergei intercepted the mask's hands and raised them to her chest. – I don't want, um, well, you understand…
-Forgive me, sir. – The mask looked up at Sergei with an uncomprehending gaze. – But I don't understand what you're trying to say.
-I understand you, sir. – The mask withdrew her hands from Sergei, then, shedding her robe, lay on the bed, bending and spreading her legs apart. Then, taking her large labia with her fingers and spreading them, she exposed the entrance to her vagina. – My body today is your body; you may dispose of it as you wish.
-Umm… and you, uh. – Sergei, turning his head away, began examining a lamp in the form of a gilded candlestick standing on a table opposite the bed. Feeling his faithful friend in his pants slowly assuming a vertical position, strongly bulging his groin, he muttered through his teeth — You can cover up or at least throw a blanket over yourself.
-Forgive me, sir. – The mask babbled fearfully, dropping to her knees and extending her hands toward Sergei in a comical gesture. – Please, don't punish me. – The mask, bowing her head to her chest and squeezing her eyes shut, quickly said. – If I have dissatisfied you in any way, sir, just tell me, I will correct it.
-Hey, calm down. – Sergei sat down next to the mask, placing his hands on her shoulders, and said. – Everything's fine, I didn't originally intend to have sex with you or anything like that.
-Forgive me, sir. – The mask looked up at Sergei with wide-open eyes, tears already welling in their corners. – Am I really so unattractive to you that you don't see me as a sexual partner?
-No, no, you're very beautiful. – Sergei helped the mask up from her knees and, leading her to the bed, sat her on the edge. – It's just, you see, I'm really exhausted today. – Sergei, finding the mask's robe, draped it over the girl's shoulders. – So I just want to sleep.
-Really? – Sergei read genuine surprise in the girl's eyes. – But you ordered…
-I ordered it for appearances. – The guy began to explain, soothingly stroking the mask's shoulder. – Because I didn't want to explain to your lovely girl at the reception desk. – Sergei, taking the edges of the robe, wrapped it around the girl and tied the straps at her waist. – Why and how exactly I decided to use the services of your wonderful establishment.
-Really? – The mask asked, looking at Sergei in surprise. – But you could have just Aummph… — The mask yawned widely, covering her mouth with her hand at the last moment. – Oh, sorry, sir, that was accidental.
-See. – Sergei laid the mask on the bed, then, covering her with a blanket, said. – You, as I understand, also had a hard working day today.
-Yes, sir, many clients. – Said the mask, wrapping her arms around herself and pulling her legs up to her stomach. – Umm… but you can!
-No 'you can'. – Sergei lifted the edge of the blanket so that only the mask's head was visible on the pillow. – Let's combine the pleasant with the useful, as they say.
-Yes, sir… — The mask drawled lazily, closing her eyes. – As you wish, Ummf… sir.
A second later, the mask began to snore evenly, and Sergei, smiling broadly, adjusted the blanket on the girl once more. He went to the shower, deciding that before sleeping for an hour, it would be good to wash off the sweat accumulated during the night shift. About fifteen minutes later, Sergei came out of the bathroom, which was located to the right of the entrance door. The girl, now completely in the realm of Morpheus, had relaxed somewhat, her legs no longer so close to her stomach, and her palms were no longer clenched into fists.
Trying not to disturb the girl, Sergei slipped under the blanket, then opened the alarm on his smartphone and set a timer for an hour and a half. Placing the phone on the bedside table, Sergei stretched out relaxedly, closed his eyes, and finally enjoyed a fleeting, but still, rest right during his work shift. As soon as Sergei closed his eyes, he immediately fell into a dreamless sleep and slept peacefully until the sound of the alarm.
The quiet, melodic chime instantly awakened the peacefully snoring Sergei. Opening his heavy eyelids and yawning periodically, Sergei, turning off the alarm, lazily headed to the shower. Glancing back from the bathroom doorway, Sergei smiled, watching as the young girl, whose face was hidden by the mask, turned over, smacking her lips sweetly (it seemed the girl was dreaming of something pleasant), and began breathing evenly again, stretching out in a blissful smile.
-Well then. – Sergei chuckled, pulling his pants onto his freshly washed body. – Now I can continue my rounds.
-Sir. – Sergei heard the mask's voice. – Maybe I could still do something pleasant for you.
-You've already done something pleasant for me. – Smiling, Sergei watched as sleepy, half-closed eyes looked at him from under the blanket. – You let me sleep peacefully. – Sergei, approaching the mask, kissed her on the right cheek and added. – As I said, we combined the pleasant with the useful.
-Alright, sir, as you wish. – A satisfied smile appeared on the mask's face. – Come visit us again.
-Maybe. – Sergei smiled, buttoning his shirt. At the same time, thinking to himself that the services of even such a mask were clearly beyond the means of him, a security guard at a small factory in provincial city N, and they were unlikely to ever meet again. – By the way, I liked you. – Closing his eyes, Sergei smiled. Deciding that the best way to end their meeting would be with a compliment to the girl so that she would retain a good impression of him. – You really are very beautiful.
-Thank you, sir. – The mask nodded, smiling broadly. – You too.
-Then, until we meet again. – Approaching the door, Sergei waved to the mask; she sat up on the bed and waved back.
-So, did you enjoy the services and performance of our mask? – Asked Sergei the girl in the golden mask who had led him to Eli's apartment two hours ago. – I hope everything was to your satisfaction and the girl fulfilled your wishes exactly.
-Yes, everything was super. – Smiling, Sergei thought about how the girl, their fairy, knew he was leaving. – I hope the video recordings of our session won't leave the confines of your wonderful establishment.
-Video and magical recording in the mask apartments is not conducted. – Said the golden mask, blinking at Sergei uncomprehendingly. Then, smiling, she added. – The girls have special artifacts with which they can non-lethally neutralize unruly clients of our establishment.
-I see. – Trying to imagine what these artifacts were and what they looked like, Sergei said, then added. – And how did you know so precisely that I was leaving the apartments?
-It's very simple. – The girl headed towards the elevators, making a gesture for Sergei to follow her. – Using the augmented reality interface, I sent information about the start of the session with mask 967F into our establishment's network. – Approaching the elevator, the girl pressed the call button. – After that, the system began a countdown, and when the time was up, it sent me a signal to wait for you at the entrance to the mask's apartment.
-Damn, of course. – Slapping his forehead, Sergei chuckled at his own lack of quick thinking. – Sorry, I'm a bit slow.
-It's nothing. – Smiling, the girl said, entering the elevator. – That often happens with our clients. – The girl, waiting for Sergei to enter the elevator, pressed the icon of a double door located above the button with the number one. – Especially after sessions with their favorite masks.
-By the way, about masks. – Said Sergei when they, exiting the elevator, found themselves again in the foyer with doors to other worlds. – Can I leave a rating and, if possible, give a tip to the mask with whom I had the session?
-Of course. – Said the girl, and a window with outlines of large stars appeared in Sergei's augmented reality interface. – Just think about what rating you want to give the mask; the system will do everything automatically.
-Aha, so you can give orders to the system mentally. – Sergei smiled, remembering how, while they were riding in the elevator, he had tried to correctly aim his gaze into the visible space to open the desired interface option. – Hmm, that's even more convenient.
-Since visitors who come to us for the first time rarely use the interface. – The girl went behind the reception desk and began entering data into the computer, as Sergei understood, about his session with the mask. – Answers to questions about the functionality and operation of the interface itself are given at the visitor's discretion.
-Well, yes, otherwise many might not want to bother. – Sergei grunted, giving Eli the maximum rating, thinking to himself that it might still be useful to her. Since it's unlikely that masks in high demand, with no complaints about their work, would be placed in a trial package for first-time visits. – So, what about tips?
-Forgive me, sir, but tips, as well as bonuses and gifts. – The girl said with a heavy sigh, slightly bowing her head. – Are available with the purchase of a fashion premium. – She added with a broad smile. – Would you like to purchase a copper premium? As the millionth visitor today, you are entitled to a 25 percent discount for three months.
-Suppose I'm tempted by your discount and want to purchase a three-month copper premium. – said Sergei, mentally understanding that he could barely scrape together money for one month. – By what method or currency can I pay for the purchase of your establishment's services?
-You can freely pay with the currency of your world, or the country or state in which you live. – At these words, the girl smiled even wider, and an excited blush appeared on her cheeks. – But I must warn you, sir, the price of services in your world's currency is very high.
-Umm… Thank you. – Sergei was surprised by such staff attention to a client's wallet. – What other methods of payment for your establishment's services exist?
-You can donate blood in our medical office. – Nodding, the girl continued. – The price of one milliliter of your blood depends on your blood type and Rh factor. – The girl sent Sergei a window with pricing for blood type and Rh factor. According to the rates, Sergei had one of the more expensive types of blood, as he had type O negative. – Your blood will be used to create protective runes, totems, and amulets for our establishment.
-That's a tempting offer. – Sergei calculated how much blood he would need to donate to pay for the copper premium with the maximum discount. – And yet, are there other payment methods?
-I'm afraid the next payment method is not very popular among visitors to our establishment. – The girl said heavily, sighing. – It is mainly used by visitors from magic-saturated worlds, or from those universes whose inhabitants have learned to penetrate the first worlds and extract magic from them and those living in them.
-Wait. – Sergei thoughtfully tilted his head. – You're talking about so-called mana units.
-Yes, sir, that is exactly what I am revealing to you. – Sighing heavily once more, the girl added. – But since for most Avatars from non-magical worlds, the number of mana units ranges from 10 to 50 on average…
-Hmm, I understand. – Sergei smiled broadly and folded his arms across his chest. – Only, according to your information, do I fall into the ranks of clients capable of paying for your establishment's services?
-Forgive me, sir, but hardly… — The girl jerked as if from a gunshot when Sergei's words finally sank in. – Oh, excuse me, sir. I didn't think, I forgot. – The girl quickly came out from behind the desk and, bowing repeatedly, began to apologize. – Of course, with your indicators, you can easily pay for the services of our masks.
-That's good. – Patting the girl reassuringly on the shoulder, Sergei smiled. – Through what exactly can I pay for the purchase of the copper premium?
-Yes, sir. – The girl looked up at Sergei with a relieved expression. – In your interface settings, you can find the balance tab. – Sergei quickly oriented himself, found the needed tab, and opening it, quickly transferred a hundred mana units into fifty gold in-store coins bearing the sign of a four-leaf clover. At that, only 10 coins were enough to pay for three months even with the discount. – Hmm, sir, you adapt quickly to the capabilities of our establishment.
-Thank you, beautiful. – Smiling, Sergei said, approaching the girl, bowing, and kissing her hand. – As an avid gamer, I am flattered by your praise.
-And so, sir, I congratulate you on acquiring the copper premium package and gaining access to our establishment's store. – Bowing, the girl hid her smile and the blush that had spread across her cheeks. – I want to remind you that once a month, a lottery is held for a six-month discount of 99 percent. – Nodding once more, the girl continued. – The ticket price is three in-store coins.
__PART__ -Thank you, but I'll decline for now. – Sergei stroked the girl's cheek, who closed her eyes and leaned into the touch, pressing her cheek against the guy's palm. – See you in three days.-We will eagerly await your visit to our establishment, sir. – The girl in the golden mask said goodbye with a smile, making a low bow. – Have a safe journey back to your world.