The hotel desk clerk gives little or no look at two young people wishing to rent a room for the night, but neither comes with any luggage. He goes about quietly doing his job, giving the man with you an application and asking then how he wishes to pay.
A credit card is the American way for all purchases, and the card is given, swiped, and return to the young man, as without so much of a squint or care.
"Room 317, take the hallway toward the restaurant entrance, elevators to the right, third floor, turn right and your room is near the far end of the hall.
Pleasant times, do enjoy the other amenities, our pool, sauna, and of course if you call for a reservation I can send to your room a pair of our P.I.A.P. masseuse donkey-girls; I promise you they give more than just a soothing rub!" The Desk clerk says, his voice a dull din until he makes mention of the two masseuse girls coming up to soothe away the tensions of travel.
Hand in hand two lovers trustingly walk to the elevators and take a short ride up three floors.
Exiting the elevator the sounds of someone seemingly pleading to another person, begging them not to treat them roughly, and if they had to do as told, then at least allow a phone call to talk with a worried mother.
Your boy-friend and good buddy listens by the door to room 311, he smiles when from inside he can hear a person cooing as if delighted from something highly delightful.
Two walk together down the hallway to room 317, where the young man takes hold of his would be bride, and fumbling with the card to unlock the door he has his lover suspended in strong arms. A click and the electronic lock opens the door and the two of you walk inside a plush room with one very odd looking big bed.
"What the hell kinda place is this?" He says, pointing at a king size bed, it being large and almost square, but having built as part of it the sides resemble the four rail high fence of a corral.
You laugh at this and so does he, this your lover asking you if the bed were made to house donkey lovers since this was Pleasure Island.
A quick check around the room and you note the windows all have iron bars to block the possible exiting of some large people or as if to hold inside the room an animal of some fairly large size.
Lover-boy so notes too the bathroom, he laughs at a shower bay so large a person could shower while riding on the back of a small horse.
In a side room he eyes a strange rack, as if a place where a donkey Jack might find it a help for him to inseminate a woman. He calls you to see the rack and you having seen something like it used in pictures posted on the Internet; you snuggle your pretty body into the rack, legs spread wide apart and make note how then if she had a stud worthy the task, she was ready to accept a male with one huge schlong as his tool.
Laughing, you spy a dispenser hung on the wall, it has four possible items of unique interest to you and hopefully to the male who came as acting like a mate.
LIBIDO ENHANCER
1. Our best sensation enhanced condom "Herd Sire"
2. Our best length and girth enhancing condom "Spunk Cannon"
3. Our best of two worlds condom "Vaginal Plow"
4. P.I.A.P Hotel special "The Donkey-Cock/Doodle-Dandy"
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Any and as well all of the names interest you for what you want and hope this fellow with you can offer. Looking at the list, he too eyes it, as you reach for one and plucking it out the dispenser, it is his to put on and use as per the directions that fell out of the slot.