The rabbit would be a little unsure about this. But apparently this store had been providing some relaxation services for the stressed and exhausted, surprisingly free of charge.
 
 It had seemingly appeared overnight, as if by magic. But even so, it was unassuming. Reggie pushed past the black velvet feeling curtains to see a black cat filing her nails at the reception desk. The place was decorated with heavy carpets and dim lights, a relaxing, cozy environment.
 
 “Oh~ Hello there.” She smiled, sitting up as Reggie stepped forward. “Welcome to Lux, a retreat from the exhausting world outside. Do you have an appointment or will this be a walk in?”
 
 “Uh…Well I just came in to see what this was all about.” He began. 
 
 “Not a problem.” The cat purred, standing and opening up a door. “You’re in luck, we have an opening right now if you’d like to experience what we do here.”
 
 “What… DO you guys do here?” Reggie asked, looking a bit wary.
 
 “Why don’t you step inside and find out?” She narrowed her eyes, as if daring him to step forward.
 
 Glancing over his shoulder, Reggie gulped and strode into the back room. The place was decorated similarly to the front, with cozy candlelight and dark drapes hung up everywhere.
 
 “Oh? You must be a walk in.” 
 
 A hooded figure came from the dark, as the door closed behind Reggie. The stranger laughed when Reggie jumped, saying, “Now now. We aren’t here to harm you or hurt you. We are here to take all your cares away, help you rest and relax…”
 
 “Is that what you guys do here? Like uh… like a massage parlor?” The rabbit asked, looking around as he settled on the reclining chair in the middle of the room. 
 
 “In a sense. Why don’t you just relax and get cozy. I’ll get your session ready.” She simpered, flipping a switch and dropping a screen. A swirling pattern played on it, and the chair shifted, clamp like appendages forcing Reggie to look straight forward.
 
 “Wh-HEY! Let me go! I’ll! I’ll…!” He struggled at first, but soon he could only watch the colors. They just looked so lovely, so beautiful… so pretty. Through unseen speakers, a soft thrumming was playing, lulling Reggie deeper into a calmed, relaxed state… “I…what…was I doing?”
 
 “You were just getting cozy, sugar.” The stranger said, peering over and seeing that his eyes were nice and glazed over. “Now you just sit tight…” 
 
 She would leave Reggie there, letting him soak in the lights and shapes… it wouldn’t take long for her to return with a soft, leather muzzle gag. A simple piece. She strapped it over his face, ensuring he was quiet and secured… 
 
 “See? That wasn’t so bad.” She patted his face with smooth, scaled hands. He could only groan in reply, eyes focused on the screen before him.
 
 She would have the projection shut off, and have some attendants wheel his chair into the back. Many others were sat there, all of them quiet, well behaved, and most importantly, gagged.
 
 “Just put him in with the others.” The figure said, as his limbs were secured with straps, and his chair pushed into a row with other, hypnotized rabbits…
 

Another day, another incoming hotel employee.

While some of the ones that were coming in were working towards being bellhops, others were aiming to be cleaning crew. While they weren't seen as much as the bellhops, their jobs were just as, if not more important. Their job was to ensure that not only were the rooms serviced, they were meant to release guests when their time was up, as well as clean up any mess left behind.

As such, their hiring process was a bit more stringent.

Dezzy was a promising candidate for the job. Not only was she capable of handling herself in front of annoyed and emotionally charged guests, she proved to be a fastidious part of the cleaning crew. The silver dragon was also decently liked by a lot of the senior staff anyway, as she was able to handle things without constantly being reminded, and also was so amiable towards guests…

Yes, she would do nicely.
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The dragon was so excited.

She'd actually gotten not only a callback, but the doe on the other end asking when she could start. So Dezzy had said that she could start as early as tomorrow. And now she was here. They had told her that she would be measured for her uniform, as well as sit through her orientation on the same day.

She approached the front desk, grinning. "Hi! I'm here for the Cleaning Crew job?" She said to the doe at the front.

"Oh! Dezzy, right? Don't worry, I know who you are. You're one of the only ones who made it in for this assignment. Please, come with me." The front desk doe said, leading her into a back hub.

Dezzy followed Dotty into the back, adjusting her bag strap as she was brought to a very clean and tidy looking sort of locker room. Standing lockers line a whole wall, with each one with a nameplate of employees.

"This is your locker." Dotty said, motioning to one of the lockers on the end. "We can get you the combination soon, but let's get you ready for the measuring process. Just step into this room and we can get started."

"Alright! Thank you again, by the way." Dezzy said, beaming and shaking Dotty's hands. "I was so shocked how fast you guys got back to me."

"Oh yes, no problem. We know what we want, and we won't waste your time if we don't have need of your services." Dotty smiled back, nodding.

Dezzy would head into the back room, setting her purse on a shelf made for such things. The room looked like a typical seamstress' room, which was… odd for a hotel. "Fancy." She commented.

"Indeed. Now you just sit tight." Dotty shut the door and the distinct click of the lock could be heard.

"Huh?" Dezzy looked back at the door, as one of the far walls slid open. Thick black wires like tendrils slid from their hiding place, grabbing the dragon's limbs. "What the-?! Let me GO! Someone let me out! This isn't funny!" She screeched, struggling and pulling at her bonds.

The tendrils ignored her, smaller ones sprouting from the main body to grasp and pull at her clothing. She was undressed slowly, with the thinner wires running down her body to tease her. The dragon protested, flushed and panting as the tendrils started to pull taut and seemed to be measuring her naked body.

["Calculating…"] A metallic voice said, while Dezzy kept struggling. ["No cataloged uniforms matching the measurements taken. Modifications authorized."]

"Wh-modifications?! Who the hell?! Let me out!" She struggled harder, as two long tendrils with puckered ends slid from the ceiling. They latched onto her breasts and did… something? It was hard to describe, it felt like they were plumping up her chest ever so slightly. It didn't hurt but whatever they were doing was making her more…sensitive.

Similar tendrils reached out, using strange and foreign implements to modify her. An inch off her tail, a couple of inches onto her ass… and one even seemed to attach some sort of device on her back. It attached to her skin, and started to ooze latex onto her wings. She tried to flap it off, but the stuff was too dense. Slowly it covered her wings, as the next phase of "onboarding" began.

One of the tendrils would slide in front of her face, projecting a pink holo-screen… it swirled and shimmered, and Dezzy found it incredibly hard to look away. Her eyes went wide as she stared, the metallic voice speaking to her once again.

["Welcome to the Hostage Hotel. You have been chosen as one of our most competent candidates, and will be set to work with us immediately."] The voice said, as Dezzy continued to stare. ["Cooperate and this will be all the easier. You are loyal to the hotel, and will do as your supervisors tell you, regardless of your own opinions. In fact, you may as well discard those, as you will be given new ones."]

"I…I'll… cooperate… um…" Dezzy had never felt so dizzy, so woozy… but it was kind of a good feeling. She couldn't help but smile, chuckling to herself as the tendrils finished modifying her just enough.

["You will be dressed and restrained. You are to remain in uniform at all times, unless ordered by a supervisor. Failure to comply will result in imprisonment on a basement level."] The voice continued, as she was slid into a maid's dress. It fit her perfectly, as her body had been adjusted for the outfit itself. It would always fit just right on her. ["Arms behind your back, slave."]

"Mmm…" she nodded, crossing her arms behind her back… she could feel the device that had attached itself to her oozing and covering her arms in latex… she would be helpless, unable to free herself this way… her eyes had slowly started to glow a hazy pink, and had slid into a dreamy, half lidded state.

["Good. Stand by for reward."] The metallic voice said. More tendrils coiled around her legs, securing her to the floor as a more phallic shaped tendril slid between her legs. Dezzy groaned as it rubbed against her slit, leaking some sort of slick goo that only made her more relaxed… she could feel it slowly sliding in, as she kept her eyes on the screen.
==

She did not know how long she had been fucked for.

She could feel it stuffing her, making her feel nothing but pleasure. Not once did she think to cry out for help, nor did she question when a nozzle slid down to spray her muzzle with a similar latex goo. It would slide over her face, and down her throat to form a tight seal to ensure she remained quiet. However, it seemed she had performed well enough that airholes were to be provided for her.

It didn't matter. She had stared at that screen for gods know how long, and she had fully accepted all the training she needed from the machine. Dezzy had kept her eyes forward as best as she could, tits bouncing in the maid outfit and pussy pouring cum and slick from what felt like hours of breeding.

The device on her back had tightened the latex's hold on her wings and arms, keeping her still as she was stuffed by the tentacles. Eventually, the screen would be retracted, and the new maid brought into a nearby locker for further conditioning.

The doors slammed shut as the tentacles continued to 'recondition' her. Her muffled moans of pleasure filled the locker, body trembling and shaking with each orgasm…

With any luck, she would be ready to start work by next week.