4 comments/ 26253 views/ 2 favorites At the Hotel Ch. 01 By: pixie23 As you close the door and turn, you stand and stare at me. I've gone further into the room and I'm quite a way from you. I hold your gaze defiantly, covering up the mixture of emotions coursing through me. How long have we waited for this? How much have we put on the line? Will it be worth it? You come into the room and lean against a wall. ' There's nowhere to run to Lena, nowhere to hide – are you ready?' I smile at you thinking what you asked wasn't so much a question as an understatement. I stay a distance away from you and whisper, 'I'm so ready, I will burn you' as I run my hands over my clothes and unzip my skirt. A slow coy slide of my skirt down over my hips to reveal a lace thong... I turn my back to you and look over my shoulder while I undo the halter neck of my top and turn back shaking my hair over me as I let the top slide off me and still deny you sight of my breasts. I run my hands under my hair, obviously over my nipples and gasp as they harden to my touch. l lean back against the bedpost and push my hips forward; my hand trailing down from my hard nipples to my stomach, down further and into my thong. I move my hair aside on my right and watch you to see where you look. I shiver a little, the anticipation moving my excitement up a notch. I tease the edge of my thong tight against my pussy, teasing the strap down my thigh a little but not enough to show you any more of me. I bare my other breast, my nipples hard and high, and pull one up to my mouth. Closing my eyes, I suck on it momentarily before letting it bounce back to its rightful place. I raise my hands high above my head and interlock my hands. I shake my hips and my shoulders, my breasts bouncing painfully - delicious pain as I pole dance against the bedpost. I close my eyes and think of your cock, your rock hard cock - I want it so bad. I know I'm really wet, really excited. I can feel the heat in my pussy as I jiggle in front of you. I drop my hands down and hold them together behind my back, my breasts pushed out hard as I wriggle towards you; dropping to the floor as I get closer, leaning back on my shins before you and still shaking my breasts for your pleasure. I kneel on all fours and crawl up close to your legs. I don't look up as I run my hands slowly up both of your legs to your crotch. I want to cup your balls with my hands and lick your cock, but you haven't told me I can yet. Oh so what! I unzip your jeans and slide them down your legs, keeping eye contact with you. I know you're smirking at how forward I'm being and how horny you've made me. I'm sure I will be reprimanded for it later but I don't care as I take your balls into my hands and mould my palm to them; squeezing gently. I reach out with my tongue to the tip of your cock and I slide it over the head and down the underside of it. Circles, squares; any shapes I can think of I draw onto your amazing cock with my tongue; anything to keep me there longer. My hand caresses your thigh as my nails dig in to your flesh whilst my other hand tightens around your balls, squeezing, releasing, squeezing. You take hold of my hair; it's the first time you've touched me and I shiver from head to toe as electricity pulses through my pores. You push my head further onto your cock and watch me struggle to take your cock down my throat. My throat closes tight around you and my moans vibrate on your hard cock. You pull me off you and use my hair to pull me up on my feet again. You hold me still for a moment, your eyes fixed on mine and you lean to me and kiss me. You release my hair as my hands slide up your body and I wrap my arms around your neck. One leg sliding up yours as I wrap it round you. Suddenly you grab hold of my hair in one hand and my waist in the other and you spin me round so I am flat against the wall, facing it. The speed you did that and the force with which you hold me pressed to the wall frightens me a little but you can feel my body shake in excitement more than anything and my breathing quicken. You lean to my ear and whisper ' I think you've teased and tormented me enough don't you? I think it's time I had some revenge, wouldn't you agree bitch?' My body just screamed and I'm shaking with pure excitement – god I want you so badly. You drag me harshly to the bed and you stand on it, holding me firmly by the hand so you can pull me onto the bed too. You push me towards the foot of the bed and raise my arms towards each corner, where you've already placed ties. Once my arms are tied, you smile evilly and drop back to the floor. You stand behind me and caress my ass. I step forward, away from you nervously and you bark at me 'Did I tell you to move?' I step back again and whisper 'No'. Your hand flies across my ass and I jump in shock and pain. 'No what bitch?' 'No Sir' I respond. Your hand slides between my ankles and you roughly indicate that you want my legs spread. I take a step to the side and you laugh as you slap my legs further apart. You tie my ankles to the bedposts and I blush as I realise just how on display I am too you now and how excited I am. You stand to the side of me and look up at me as your hands slide up my stomach and back. I'm useless under your touch, totally excited and wanton. You ask me how much I enjoyed teasing you, tormenting you, arguing with you and most of all saying no to you all this time. Especially the no's! 'How much Lena? Was that fun for you? Is this fun for you?' Your hand crashes on my ass again, the sting making me yelp. I cannot move from you now as you spank me over and over and over again, revelling in my moans, my arching body and the red marks you're placing upon me. You slide between my legs and sit on the bed and I can feel your breath on my cunt, oh god your mouth is so close to me. I wait, the anticipation of your mouth driving me insane but you make me wait. Instead you reach for some nipple clamps, two sets and you peg one end of each set to each nipple and again I tense and scream. You slide the cold chain over my skin, grinding it against me and down my body. Soon I realise you're going to clamp the other end to my labia and I whimper, 'Please don't do that' and it's met with your evil laugh. You clip the other end onto my swollen wet lips and instinctively I tense. Bad, bad move, as I tense my body I am pulling on the chain and I have no idea what hurts more; my nipple or my pussy lip. As you clip the other one, I realise I am stretched wide open right in front of your face and I am soaking wet. My clit is screaming for attention and I want to cum like I never have before. My body burns and my head is tortured. I've never been so horny in my whole life and I would do anything for your touch, anything! There's lots more written to this story - do you want it? At the Hotel Ch. 02 You might want to read chapter 1 first & hopefully you'll want chapter 3 after! * Chapter 2 I look down between my breasts at you. I know you are going to make me wait for your touch – the question is, how long? I stand defiantly, despite my overwhelming excitement. Without losing eye contact with me, you slowly slide one finger up my leg, ankle to thigh. I throw my head back, breaking your stare and let my body relish in the touch, albeit slight. Almost immediately, it registers that this was a bad move on my part, as your finger disappears from me until I look back at you again. How did I know you'd be smiling, waiting to see how long it takes me to realise I have to hold your stare to keep your touch. You start again from my ankle and upwards slowly; you're in full knowledge of the effect you're having. I bite my lip to avoid the natural urge to throw my head back and revel in you. I am wondering just how much of you I will survive before my legs turn to liquid and I can only hold myself up by pulling on my ties. I'm not sure whether it's your touch or your intense eyes that burn me more. Your fingers reach my inner thigh and I sigh; slowly releasing the breath that I hadn't realised I was holding. My legs shake under your fingertips; my stomach quivers taut and my hips are desperate to push forward in eager encouragement. You lean closer and touch my clit with the tip of your tongue, so teasingly gentle that if it were words, it would barely qualify as a whisper but that's it for me. I can't hold your eye contact anymore, I want to cum and I know it wouldn't take much more right now. I throw my head back, unaware and uncaring of your rules at this moment. You stop, step back from me and remove yours hands from my thighs and I yell out in sheer frustration. You reach for the chain and pull on it slightly and I don't know what to do with myself – is that pain or pleasure? It's not enough of either to make me cum and I can think of nothing else right now. We both know how quickly I get my first orgasm and you know (and enjoy?) this is killing me. You grab my hair and pull my head down until our eyes meet again. You smile and ask if you need to tie my hair to my toes to keep my attention. 'No' I whisper, obviously eager for the return of your touch. Suddenly your hand slaps so hard against my ass and I shriek. You slide out from between my legs and stand behind me. I hear your belt slide out of your jeans and you have my attention undoubtedly. I try to look over my shoulder but I can't see what you're about to do. You move to the side of the bed and just out of my line of sight. I hear a noise that I instantly know to be a belt being removed from jeans. You stand up on the bed again, behind me but just to one side. You place one hand around me and hard against my stomach. You lean to see my face knowing that my mind is racing. I know what you're going to do and why. How could I have forgotten 'Sir' yet again? - because you're denying me orgasm, that's how! I know this will hurt and I want it. I inwardly smile and hope the pain will be enough to take my hot, horny and frustrated body over the edge to orgasmic bliss. 'Where are your manners bitch?' Before I can answer, the belt swishes through the air and collides with my ass. I scream! In the split seconds before I was chiding myself not to say anything about bitch not being too polite either and not to yell out when you swung that belt but you caught me completely unawares. Your hand on my stomach feels my muscles relax a little and tense again really hard as you swipe me once more with that damned belt. My ass stings, burns and I can feel the red hot stripes across it. You drop the belt and wrap your arms around me holding me tight to you. Your mouth right next to my ear and your front pressed tight to my back. I wonder whether you feel my ass burn through your jeans but I know you feel my whole body shiver against you. I hadn't planned on being in trouble quite so soon but I'm so excited I don't know what I am doing. 'Did that hurt?' you smirk at me and you get a very sarcastic smile back as I work out whether it would be really stupid to say no. You take my chin in your hand and turn my head to face you. As you pull me close to you my heart misses a few beats and my pulse races. I feel your thigh press between my legs from behind and I know my excitement must be messing up your jeans – I wouldn't smile about it though, obviously! I can feel your cock pressed between us and admit this is torture. My head's full of pictures of your cock fucking me, my ass stings to hell and I will die if I don't cum soon – I will. You face right up to mine, you whisper, 'What did you get the belt for bitch?' I wish I could hit you, I'm dying here and you want to chat ... agggghhhh! 'For not saying Sir... Sir' Ha! You won't get me again on that one. You laugh and your hands slide teasingly down the side of my body to my hips. They move inwards and return up my body, dragging over the chains and pulling both my nipples and my labia. Your hands cup under my firm rounded breasts and push them both up higher. I moan in pleasure as the chains pull harder and my body anticipates orgasm. You let them slowly return to their place as your fingers explore over my nipples while they are squeezed out between the clamps teeth. My body tenses at the incredibly erotic pain, my ass presses back harder against you increasing my torment, as I know you are rock hard. You lick your finger and keeping your face over my shoulder you see the intensity and confusion as you slide your wet finger delicately over one nipple and pull the clamp excruciatingly painfully from the other, while firmly saying in my ear, 'Do NOT cum bitch, you hear me, do NOT cum.' My clit throbs, my cunt screams in dismay, my heads tries to compute and gives up, my whole body unanimously hating you right now. You let go of me completely for a while to make me calm down a little. As I do, I become more aware of which clamps remain and that they hurt or is that please – I really must learn to tell the difference one day. You wrap yourself up close to me again, your hands sliding down from my wrists up high, down my arms, tickling my underarms, down over my ribs. One hand continues down to collect the loose chain hanging down and pull it to the side, while the other slides over my tummy and stops just above my pussy, pulling the one fixed chain taut. My labia are spread wide, I feel like my clit must be a mile long and my cunt dripping a waterfall. Calming down didn't last long! Your mouth nuzzles my ear and neck, your tongue exploring and I shiver. You murmur something about how hot I must look, how wet and that we really should have someone to see, perhaps we should call room service. It takes a moment to sink in that you said that and I know if I react in horror you would do it. My body is so excited and the thought of some stranger stood in front of me watching my reaction to what you're doing brings me to the edge. Your hand holding the loose chain wanders over my hips towards my clit and your mouth finds mine. Deeply, slowly and so passionately you kiss me, I sizzle from head to toe. Your fingers reach my clit and you press hard on it, spinning circles around it, over it, my wetness making your travels so smooth and you feel me start to buck against you. I imagine your fingers inside me, your cock inside me; your fingers and your cock in my holes – I want you. Your fingers are relentless on my throbbing clit and my body rocks against you. Every cell in me explodes concurrently and I'm thrashing against you like I've had an electric shock. My moans turn to a scream as the orgasm you built crashes through me. You push your fingers into my hot tight wet cunt and my body practically eats them off your hand with the power of what you've done to me. You fuck me with your fingers and drive my clit insane with your thumb. Your hand keeps me cumming harder and harder on you. I didn't think anyone could cum so hard until you pulled the other clamp off my nipple and I came even harder, screaming and thrashing, pulling on my restraints, totally lost to this world. You jump down to release my feet and then come back to hold me as you release my hands and you control my slow drop to the bed as I collapse weak and grinning, still being taken by aftershocks. You pull me close, you smile, I smile and we lay there a while. I relax against you and close my eyes but before I could drift off and doze, you pull the clamps off my labia harshly and twist my painful nipples. 'Who said you could rest Lena? We haven't started yet, you have work to do and you better get to it slut.' As I look up, you're pointing at your beautiful cock and I get the hint. At the Hotel Ch. 03 Thank you to those who have sent me great encouragement. If you haven't read the first two chapters yet, you might want to before you read this and then let me know if you want some more! * I crawl between your legs, spreading them slightly with my knee whilst avoiding pulling on my chains – which really hurt by the way – futile whinging I know. I can't lay down, that would pull too hard and I want to stay out of reach so I kneel between your legs and look to your eyes as my hand gently wraps around your cock. That's hard Mister, really, really fucking hard. I slide my hand up and down it, slowly, spreading my fingers out and then closing them together. I smile at you as I suck one of the fingers of my other hand into my mouth and blatantly run my tongue over and around my long nail. Drawing my lips together, I suck my finger deep into my mouth. I do it again with another finger and then with two together; my other hand never leaving your cock, never ceasing to slide up and down the hard length. I gently twist my hand around you too as my hand continues to move up and down. I vary the pressure with which I hold you, still up and down and still round and back as I squeeze tighter and then loosen my grip a little. I remove my fingers from my mouth and slide them slowly over the head of your cock, trailing them down the sides and back up again. I lean my mouth closer like I am about to take you into my hot wet willing mouth, I breathe on you and I lick the tip of your amazing cock, once. I move back and continue my hand massage. My other hand sliding over your thigh and to your balls; cupping them slowly, harder, a little harder, massaging them. I let go of you with one hand and it disappears down my body, to my pussy, collecting some of my cum. I emit a small sigh as my fingers brush my clit again but I don't stay. My newly wet hand returns to your cock as I smear you with me; so wet! As my other hand returns to its ministrations of you, I lick my fingers, moaning in pleasure at my taste. My tongue slides over my lips and I lean forward again to flick your cock with the tip of it; all over it; up and down the entire length. Flicking becomes total contact, my whole tongue sliding up and down your rock hard twitching cock and all around. Excitedly, hungrily, eagerly, licking your cock, all of it. Pictures dance in my head of fucking with you, of riding this, of being bent over the table and rammed by this. Hot, horny dirty pictures that drive me crazy. I wonder, yet again, how you are able to get me so excited, so obsessed, without actually doing anything at all. 'Move closer and I'll take those chains off.' I hear you murmur. I smile inwardly; I'm excited, not stupid - I'm teasing you and you want to be nice? Yeah right! I stay out of reach and carry on licking and flicking my tongue over you. I hover over the huge solid head a little, and as you start to say, 'Come here bitch,' I place my lips firmly around the head of your cock, my tongue smothering you in warm, wet sensation as I slowly suck you into my mouth. Slowly, gently, further and deeper, my lips cling to you, more and more of you disappearing into my mouth. You sit up and grab a handful of my long hair, pulling my head back and my mouth off you. You hold me at arms length from you and look at me; taking in my wanton desire for you and my smudged lipstick. You move to kneel on the bed facing me, your back against the wall and your crotch pushed forward; your cock proud and hard in my face. You smile and tell me how dirty I look, how cheap, how slutty and you smile at how much more eager your insults make me. You reach down and pull the remaining chain off my nipple and I scream, fuck that is excrutiating as the blood streams back to my pinched nipple. My hand moves to rub it, to ease the pain but you bark at me to leave it alone, to suffer the pain and be grateful for your undeserved attention. I whisper, 'Bastard!', under my breath and squirm in your grasp as it hurts so much. You slowly pull on the chains, teasing them painfully off my cunt and my eyes start to water from the slow drawn out pain biting at my flesh. 'Are you crying bitch?' you ask and I look up at you with fire in my eyes; defiance obvious. 'In your dreams!' I spit and you yank my head to your cock, forcing me down, you push your cock harshly into my mouth. 'Let me give you something to cry about you dirty slut.' You keep tight hold of my hair and ram my head back and forth on your cock, forcing yourself further down my gagging throat; tears do escape me now, my head trying to find a moment to breathe. My makeup runs a little, my lipstick smudges a lot, my breathing is ragged and desperate, my hands trying to push at your hips but not with conviction as my body twitches and shivers in raw excitement. 'Look at the state of you – you look like a whore, you smell like a whore and now you're going to suck cock like a whore.' You keep hold of my hair but loosen your grip a little, giving me some movement and you goad me, 'come on dirty girl, if you want to cum ever again, suck my cock like you mean it!' I tighten my mouth around you and I suck you into me eagerly. My tongue trails over you, firmly as my mouth slides back and forth down your hard shaft, pumping you in and out of my hungry, tight, hot mouth. My hand cups your balls and squeezes them, massaging them firmly while my other hand trails over your body; a combination of fingers, nails and palm seeking out responses – playing with the best responses continually. 'Suck it bitch, come on, take it all ... harder! Come on, choke on it! Do it or I will make you choke on it and I might not stop.' I take a breath, relax my throat and think to myself, that you're a bastard, as I force you down my throat as far as I can. I gag a little but just when I think I am coping, you yank my hair hard and force yourself even further down my throat. I panic and fight you, clawing at you, pushing you, slapping at you. I want to bite but I couldn't get my jaws that closely together with that monster holding my face so wide open. I think I'm going to choke, to suffocate and tears fall down my face as I plead with my eyes for you let me go. You smile at me, fuck my throat a few times then release me. I pull away sharply and suck air like it's going to be taken away forever. You give me a few seconds and yank me to you again, your hand around my neck and your eyes advising me not to resist as you push your ever growing cock rapidly down into my throat again. Your hand wrapped tightly around my neck can feel your own cock as you deprive me of air again and again and again. I wonder if you ever actually cum, if your cock is actually real, if I will live through this, if you'll fuck me even more senseless, what's wrong with me that I can wonder if you'll choke me to death and plead for you to fuck me in the same intense crazy moment. I draw breathe quickly and deeply in the few moments you permit it and wonder if each will be my last ever or my last before you ram that insatiable monster into my cunt or ass. It feels like a lifetime later, when finally you push me off your still hard cock and drag me to my feet by my hair. Your cock is pressed between us like a rolling pin as you look into my eyes and slide your hand down to my cunt. I spread my legs without thinking and cum spills down my thighs, burning me with its heat. Usually I would care, at least be a little conscious of it, right now it's the horniest, dirtiest sensation imaginable and as you yank my hand to my clit and order me to pinch it; you ram two fingers deep into my cunt. My back arches, my free hand claws your back and I scream and cum on your hand, my whole body bucking hard against you. Before it subsides you spin me round and wrap one of your hands around my throat again. You yank my hand down hard and order me to hold myself open to you. You wrap one foot around one of mine to hold me still and spank my cunt hard repeatedly – oblivion, mind blowing oblivion, I don't care about or even know of my cum spraying everywhere, about how tight you're having to hold me as I thrash against you, I have no idea how loud I'm screaming and even if I did, I wouldn't care at all who heard me. 'You are loving this you filthy dirty horny slut, your cum is squirting everywhere, you loved every second of me ramming my cock in one of your holes, and that's good because I'm still warming up.'