0 comments/ 30364 views/ 3 favorites Bound in a Hotel Room Ch. 01 By: sweet14fun [I jumped at the sound of the door slamming, as I didn't hear the click of the lock releasing...] Earlier, He called me as I was on the way to His hotel. He had to leave for work training, but I was to be there when He got back both for lunch and when work was over. He called me up and told me precisely what was to be told to the hotel receptionist in order to get the key to His room. I stepped into the lobby area, wearing a fairly professional outfit so the receptionist would view me no more than a co-worker of His, and carrying a trendy leather bag with the requested Items he wanted. I double-checked the room number, and after a few minutes of mind-less chatting with the receptionist, I was entering His room. It was a simple single queen-sized bed room with hardly anything more than a chair, TV and TV stand, and then of course the bedroom commodities. I still couldn't believe this was happening and in the back of my mind it was a trick; but the suit case on the floor and toothbrush on the sink confirmed otherwise. I placed my bag beside His and sat on the bed, unsure of what to do while waiting. I checked the clock: 10:58 am. I had no idea when his lunch break would be and I wanted to be ready when He arrived. His words echoed in my mind from the brief phone call earlier "When I arrive, you best be naked. You're best bet is the bed as you will be uncomfortable the rest of your time with me." I slid out of my hells and started sliding down my pantyhose. I lifted off the silky white v-cut and slid down my black pleated skirt, folding both neatly on the chair. Lastly, I removed my white lace cups and the matching boy-shorts, placing them atop my other clothing. 11:01. I wish that would've taken longer. I grabbed a book from my bag and decided to read it until He arrived, which also didn't take long. I jumped at the sound of the door slamming, as I didn't hear the click of the lock releasing. Down in front of me was the book which was used as a pillow instead of its intended use. I looked around, forgetting how I even awoke in the first place until His tall presence at the foot of the bed startled me. There He was, tall, sincere, dark, with a strong appearance...and there I was naked, small, vulnerable, and speechless on his bed. "Hello, little one," He finally broke the silence. "Hello, Sir," I replied, trying to hold back a scream of excitement. "I see you've followed orders so far, but have you brought what I wanted?" "Yes Sir, they're in my bag." I point to my leather bag. While He turned to go get it, I quickly tossed my book aside, and took a glimpse in the mirror. My hair was a mess: what used to be a tight neat bun was now a loose mess with strands flying out everywhere. But I quickly went back to watching Him as He named off what He was taking out. "... Rope...clothespins...digital camera...ahh, and you did bring the plug. I didn't think you'd bring it." My face blushed crimson, as he looked at me when He said these words. They scattered the floor around His feet now, but he ignored them and approached the bed. "Come here, slave, off the bed." I hurried off as I was told and stood in front of him. His eyes drifted from my eyes to my ankles, slower than ever as if he were examining every cell. Then He went behind me. I felt the tip of His finger draw a line ever so gently down the spine of my back, to the beginning of my butt crack, and then a sharp smack on my left cheek. From the shock, my toes raised and I let out a squeak. Suddenly, I felt His finger tips squeezing into my breasts, pulling me against His body. I could feel a bulge fighting His slacks against my bum, and He whispered in my ear, which caused me to tingle in every known and unknown part of my body, "Very nice." I let out my breath that I apparently held when He grasped my chest. "Now it's time for something I brought," He continued as He released my breasts. A black cloth appeared out of no where and blinded my sight, but His body was still pressed against mine. His hand went to the bend between my neck and shoulder and pushed downwards as He said firmly, "Down." I slowly lowered myself to my knees, feeling his fingers seep between the spaces in my loose hair. I could feel His hand was coming from the side now, as He was moving to the front of my body. He gripped my hair tight, my head tilting upwards. I could hear his other hand unzipping his slacks and taking them off single handedly. Occasionally the hand in my hair would tug one way he'd slightly move, but I kept my place. Soon, I felt what I knew to be His cock against my lips. I parted my lips and felt His cock slowly enter my mouth. As it entered, I allowed my tongue to explore every inch I received. It rolled around His thick member over and over. A moan of pleasure escaped His lips and my hair was pulled taunt through His fingers. He went in until He felt me gag, in which instinctively I drew my face away. He ordered through actions to stay when he pulled my face forward. I panicked slightly, my eyes watered, but soon His cock was withdrawing...but only to re-enter. He started pumping back and forth into my face. I let one of my hands feel up to His cock, and began stroking what wasn't being thrust into my mouth. My tongue continued to lapse like crazy, and the better it felt to Him, the harder He pulled my hair. Suddenly I felt His finger tips tweak my right nipple. He rolled it in His fingers first, giving me tingles down to my excited pussy lips, and then a tight pinch, making me moan on His cock and my juices flow more below. "Oh, that's right, slut, you like that." He smiled at me. I "mmhmm"ed for him in acknowledgement and continued my work, his fingers now pinching my nipples more often now. "Reach down and check how much you're enjoying this, slave." With my other hand, I reached between my slightly-spread thighs and felt my smooth-shaved mound. My clitoris was so slippery it felt like I had already came a million times. "Are you wet, slave? Show me your fingers." I raised my fingers into view, concentrating hard now on not being distracted. "Mmm... such a naughty slut. Finger yourself, 2 fingers." I returned my hand below, slipping 2 fingers inside and rubbing my clit with my thumb. It felt amazing, but apparently I let my own pleasure overcome His as I feel my head forced on His cock harder than ever. I struggled, but failed. I groaned from the gagging. "Don't stop. Keep your fingers going." My mind went from one thing to the next. Finger. Suck. Breathe. Suck. Finger. Suddenly, I could feel His penis throb and twitch. He was ready. He pulled out, and ripping off the blind fold when he does, he exploded on my face. His hot sticky cum dripping from my forehead, down my eyelids, nose, to my cheek bones and over the edges of my lips. I kept my eyes closed, and listened for instructions. His footsteps moved away for a second, and then I heard the jingle of the power button from the camera. My body stiffened and I became nervous and the thought of the camera made me wetter. I knelt patiently, my fingers still inside my pussy, my other resting behind my back. He snapped a few, and finally said, "You're such a good girly girl, aren't you? Go ahead and clean my cum off." I knew what "cleaning" was to Him, and sure enough, I wiped off his hot milk with my fingers and licked it all off, my face still sticky afterwards. "My, my, look how time flies when you're having fun. I have to go back to work. Go in the bathroom, rinse your face, and come back here right away. Hurry!" He ordered. I responded without words, submitting without question, and came back to Him. He had me lay on the bed on my stomach with my hands behind my back. He grabbed the rope I brought and began tying my wrists, then pulling the rope down and around front to give me a tight crotch rope. He bound my breasts, and brought the rope back around me and tied my wrists and ankles together in a hogtie. "Perfect." He smiled to himself in self-satisfaction. "Now I don't have to worry about you being naughty while I'm gone. I have another toy before I leave though." He goes back to His own bag and pulls out a red ball gag. For the first time, I retorted. "Oh, please Sir, no. I'll be quiet I promise!" "Now, now, open wide," he approached. My fearful eyes penetrate the gag, and finally I open up as He forces it inside my mouth. "There, now I know you'll be good as you have no choice. I'll be back at 5, and those ropes better stay tight." He kissed my forehead and I saw him grab the "Do Not Disturb" sign to put on the door (probably so the maids wouldn't come find me). The door shut softly, the lock clicked....and all was silent. I rolled over to see the clock, feeling the crotch rope digging and my hard nipples brushing against the blanket. 1:03. It was going to be a long afternoon. (to be continued) Bound in a Hotel Room Ch. 02 My body was cramping up from being in the same tied position for almost 4 hours. I could feel the marks the rope engraved into my body around my breasts, digging into my wrists and ankles, and practically push my own pussy lips inside me. My jaw was aching from being locked around the ball gag. Saliva was building up around the edges of the ball and even seeping out a bit. As my body grew restless, i began struggling against the ropes, twisting and yanking, hoping for some slack. I checked the clock quick. 5:12. my body was growing impatient and I kept struggling until I heard the lock click. I quickly rolled back over on my side back to the other side of the bed where i originally lay. As he opened the door, his words echoed in my head, "Those ropes better stay tight". Shit! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lay down his briefcase, take off his coat, and approach me. He patted my ass affectionately, "Have you been a good girl?" I noticed some slack in the rope of my pussy, as well as the connection between my wrists and ankles. I quickly forced my body into the rope to keep it taught. I nodded, but he didn't miss a thing. He hooked a finger over the rope covering my pussy and pulled. The rope came out just under 2 inches, and he let go of it quickly, in disappointment. "I thought I said these were supposed to be tight, slave." My face turned red, still aching from the ball between my lips. "Roll over on your stomach" he ordered. I rolled to my stomach, my face to the side, my hands and feet up in the air. He came up to the bed, and began untying me...something I did not expect him to do. He moved me about how he wanted me to undo all the tangles around my body and then he took off the ball gag. I quickly wiped my mouth, embarrassed. "Off the bed." I sat up and stood up off the bed, almost falling, weak from my knees being bent that entire time. He came up to me rather close and pinched my nipples between his fingers. "Were you moving around a lot?" I nodded with my head down. He pulled my nipples up, gesturing for my head up. "What was that slave?" I looked up at him reflexively and said, "Yes, Master." "I told you I wanted them tight...tight against your body so you WOULDN'T be able to move!" "I...I know, Master, I'm sorry," I stuttered. "I couldn't help it. I was cramping up and..." He twisted my right nipple a bit, and I moaned. "Bend over the bed...now." He let go of me and I walked over to the end of the bed and bent over it. He smacked my right cheek hard, 'Spread". I spread my legs slightly further than shoulder width apart, and waited. I could hear him open my bag and rummage through my bag of toys. Suddenly I felt a rubbery object rubbing against my wet pussy. "You're really wet, aren't you?" I could hear him smirk a little. I nodded, my face blushing red again. He pushed my butt plug inside my pussy deeper, then all the way in so the base was against my lips. Then he pulled it out, a layer of pussy juices surrounding it. "Mmm...Yes you are, but I think you are way too tight for me to play with quite yet." He pushed the plug into my ass a little, and then adjusted his hand so that the heel of his palm was against the base and he shoved it in hard. I groaned a bit, feeling it slide up inside me, but I also felt a gush of wetness seep out of my pussy. "Better make sure it doesn't slip," he said as he stepped away. I tried closing my muscles around it, which happened to push it out just a little. I could hear him going through a different bag now. "I also got you another toy while I was out. I figured it'd give both you and me some more fun". I looked back to see what he was talking about but he grabbed a handful of my hair and forced my head back straight. I felt myself get even wetter, loving my hair being pulled. A hard object was then thrust up inside my pussy. I tensed up and groaned from some pain. He tapped my ass affectionately again, "Relax....relax slave, let it in." I tried relaxing as I felt the rest of the hard object sink inside my wet pussy. "That a girl." I also felt a tiny ball push up against my clitoris. He turned the dildo inside me a bit and it started vibrating, along with the ball against my clit. I moaned as it felt soooo good. He began rubbing my ass cheeks a bit and then said, "Can't wait to have both of those later....but first, you need to prepare me for them. So get up...and make sure those don't fall out" I get up carefully, holding my legs together uncomfortably. He sits down where I was just laying and says, "Mmm...Why don't you come down here?" I get down on my knees in front of him and he pets my hair, pulling my face towards him...encouraging me between his legs. I reach up, watching his eyes the entire time for permission, while I begin undoing his pants. There was no movement or say against my actions, so I continued unzipping his pants and slide them down, along with his boxers, his semi hard cock in front of me. I moved in to start licking, my tongue just touching the head when he lifts my head above his cock. "Use those beautiful tits," he suggests. I smile up at him and slide myself up more, kind of squatting since I can't quite reach on my knees. I take my breasts, feeling a mark on the outsides from the rope a bit, and press them around his cock, which grows almost instantly hard. I begin jerking him with my tits, back and forth, up and down. Occasionally when my tits are pressed around the base near his balls, his head is up far enough so that I lower my chin and lick the tip of his cock. "Ohhh yes....mmmm," He moans. I can't help but smile, hearing his enjoyment. He puts his hands over mine on my tits and starts making me go faster....jerking his pulsing cock hard with my titties. He reaches down and pinches my nipples, I moan, his pinching turns me on even more...and suddenly I realize that I, myself, stuffed full with both toys, am very close to cumming. I try to not pay attention to the throbbing of my own pussy, the contracting walls trying to push the toy out, but in at the same time. I pause to ask, "May I please cum?" "Don't stop, slave! Keep going..." He pulls my breasts to him more, and fucks them back and forth. "Massage my cock with your tits and lick the head." I press my tits all the way down to the base and rub them in circles around his cock and down by his balls some, while I lick and suck on the tip. I keep massaging but ask again quickly, "Mmmm...I need to cum so bad, may I please?" "No...Not yet." "But...but Master, I'm going to...I can't help it. I've been holding back but I'm right there, please just let me." "Stop." he orders quickly. "Stop everything...now." I let go of my tits, and move away from him. "Stand up." I stand up quickly and he reaches in front and pushes the vibrating ball over my clit hard. I moan out loudly... "MMMMMMmmmm! Master please," I start begging. "Don't." He pushes it in harder. I try thinking about everything BUT the pleasure...the cold fan in the room, the blaring air conditioning, the clock flashing 5:47. After what seemed like forever...he stops. "Good girl. Did you cum?" I shake my head, still trying not to think about it. "Gooooood girl." He couldn't hide his smile, and I knew he was pleased with me. "You may take your toys out now." I thankfully took out the vibrator first, seeing the dripping wetness oozing over it, turning it off as well, and then I take out the plug. "Clean off your vibrator. Lick it clean." I grin, not minding so much and begin licking off all my juices from the toy, swallowing the sweetness. "Mmm...You're being such a good girl....after being such a naughty one. Do you want to be teased anymore?" I shake my head. "No, Sir, please don't. I want to fuck you so bad right now, you don't even know." He chuckles and says, "Put your toys down...but nearby. Right here on the bed...and come ride me." I smile and set them beside him and get up on his lap right away. His cock is hard in the air, throbbing for me, waiting for this wet pussy of mine. I get up and start sliding my hot wet pussy over his cock, slowly at first...but I realize that the vibrator really did help prepare me and I slide myself down a bit quicker. He grabs my hips and forces me down all the way. I lean into him, moaning in his ear. He grabs hold of my face and starts kissing me hard and deep. This is what I'd been waiting for all day!!!....and way before...all the times we talked about meeting up....and here it was. My pussy was hot...as I rode him back and forth quicker, we could both hear how wet my pussy was, the smacking of my pussy down on his cock. I leaned in to start kissing his neck and down by collarbone...from this I felt his balls tense up beneath me and he pulled my hair, jerking my head away, shaking his head at me. I smiled, knowing that was where it'd get him most. He let go and I kept going. He smacked my ass a couple times to make me go faster...and I was like a horse responding to a whip. I rode harder, faster...deeper...feeling his cock head slam against the inside of me. He grabbed my hips now and then and tilted me different ways, trying to thrust into my g-spot, which he occasionally hit. Now and then I try to go back in for his neck, but he grabbed my nipples and twisted them. "No, slave, I don't want to cum yet." I just gave him this innocent I'm sorry look...feeling more comfortable around him by now to tease him this way. He rubbed my nipples softly, making me wetter, and now and then reached down and rubbed my sensitive wet clit for me. I moaned in his ear softly and then he whispered in my ear, after nibbling on it, making me squirm, "Get up." I slide up, "Is something wrong, Sir?" He shook his head smiling as he still held my hips, standing up himself. "On your hands and knees on the bed." I crawled over on my hands and knees on the queen sized bed, my ass facing him. Apparently I wasn't close enough to the edge, so he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer. He then grabbed the vibrator, and pushed it up inside my pussy, turning the vibrator on again. It slipped in so easily after him fucking me, plus my pussy was still dripping wet, some of my juices dripping down my inner thigh. He swiped his finger up between my lips, gathering a decent sized drop on it and reached around bringing it to my lips. I sucked it off his finger, and as soon as he moved his hand away he rammed his hard wet cock in my ass without hesitation. I let out a loud groan, not expecting it, his size not even comparable to the small plug. His huge cock burned my ass, but it made me wetter below. He reached around front and fucked me with the vibrator while he fucked my ass back and forth. "Oohhhh my gosh!" I moaned out loud. He smacked my ass a few times, pulled my hair, reached under and pinched my nipples. It was all happening so fast...the pain went away with distraction to all the other tweaks and pleasures he gave me. I thrust my hips back against him, trying to keep up with his quick thrusts. I got closer and closer to cumming, but right before I was about to ask, He shoved his cock in me hard, pressing his balls to my cheeks, and shoved the vibrator inside me just as hard...it almost felt like they were touching inside me....and I felt him shoot his hot sticky cum all inside my ass hole. "Mmm...NOW you may cum baby," he said, right after he reached his peak. He made it a point to make me cum as he fucked me faster with the vibrator. I moaned...held my breath...trying to enjoy the feeling. He kept his cock inside me, still hard...blocking most of the cum from coming out just yet. When he pushed it inside me deep I begged that he kept it there, as the ball on my clit dug into that as well. He did so, and I came almost instantly. I bucked my hips back and forth, moaning, leaning my head back, my arms buckling, and my hips pressing down against him. After I came...I tried hard to keep myself up, until he pulled the vibrator out, and pulled his own cock out...with his cum dripping over it, and oozing out of my own ass. I was exhausted....but I could tell...he was ready to keep going. "Why don't we clean ourselves up...We have dinner in about 45 minutes." he suggested, glancing at the clock which read 6:42. He held his hand out for me, and I took it, barely able to stand. He led me to the bathroom so we could clean ourselves up in the shower, and prepare for dinner....which in my exhausted, weak-kneed condition...I was not ready for.