Mika

"To my dear niece, though I was not present in your life, I have followed you for the entirety of your adulthood, and believe you to be the best inheritor of the Grand Montague Hotel. Though this old Hotel is not receiving new guests, there are a number of long term residents you must satisfy, for the sake of yourself and our family."

At the will reading of your recently passed great aunt, that was the information and item passed to you, the keys and ownership of a large, albeit remote, hotel, one that hasn't been opened and operating in decades.

At first, it feels like a complete buzzkill to have to deal with this expense. You were a young slut, living it up at parties, getting your ass eaten by whores and letting dogs ram your holes as a party trick. But the last line of the will stuck with you, deciding to head out to the hotel to decide whether or not to sell the old girl.The will mentioned their were long term residents, but from the outside, it looks as empty and dusty as you expected. No lights on, no lit fireplace, no bag caddie. All you have is a single key in your hand, wrought iron, old as the hotel itself.

You enter the hotel, the door creaking on its hinges as you enter the dusty lobby. The furniture is all covered in eerie white sheets to keep them clean, and the only lights comes from the windows. You set you bag down just as a you hear a woman’s voice suddenly speak from behind you. “Good afternoon ma’am. May I take your bags?” You turn to see an absolute bombshell of a woman, standing taller than you by a few inches with short styled hair, ample tits and a succulent thick round ass not unlike your own. She’s wearing a bell-hop jacket and a very tiny tight skirt that barely covers her thick ass.