5 comments/ 22513 views/ 16 favorites Enjoy it! By: alwayswild Oh geez, she's frigging herself! On the bed. On my bed! Why isn't she in her own bed? What does it matter? Now she's here, having fun with herself, on your bed! What should I do? There's nothing more cruel than stopping her now by walking in on her. It's depraved ...but I'm kinda turned on by watching her doing herself. Richard Castle stood at the door to his bedroom, rooted. He was just able to suppress an excited moan as he saw his 18-year-old daughter licking her juicy fingers before she went on to squeeze her tiny tits and playfully tug at her yet remarkably large nipples. He closed his eyes as if that would prevent him from hearing her softly uttered, merely inaudible sighs. Castle stood in silence, not knowing what to do, craving to stay and watch her on one side but also meaning to respect the privacy of his daughter and back off. But he couldn't move an inch. He was like nailed at the entrance, captivated by the sounds his little girl made, relieving her sexual tension. He willingly decided to stay. And watch. It might be seen as disgusting and morally wrong but he was weak. And horny. As he then heard her moving on his bed, he opened up his eyes and watched her taking a pillow while she dragged her fingers through her pussy again. And with her fingers buried inside her, Alexis lay down on her stomach, putting the pillow, his pillow, between her legs to support her hand. Feeling the pressure that was put on her fingers, his little girl groaned out loud in sexual frustration. And when he heard her gasping "dad" he almost lost it. He looked up to the ceiling as if there was something to help him out. Oh geez, this is an ultimate test. "Dad?" Startled he looked at Alexis. She hadn't stopped masturbating. He just glared at her. "Dad...come over here! Please, help me out!" He heard these words his little girl breathlessly moaned but he couldn't believe what he heard. He heard her request but still couldn't believe what Alexis was suggesting there. "Please...I need you...!" It's kind of bizarre. I must be hallucinating. Has she really indicated...what I think she has? "Geez, what are you waiting for?" Alexis lecherously squirmed on that pillow in her need, now the noises of her fingers in between her sopping pussy lips were all he heard except of her aroused moans. As he suddenly awoke from his trance, he noticed that he already had quite a hard-on. No wonder, had he been sexually aroused by the sight of his little girl getting herself off on a pillow calling him "dad". Alexis sensed the change in him before he even started walking towards her. "I want you to take care of me, dad." He sat down beside her, still, letting his eyes wandering over her body openly before his eyes fixed firmly on hers. He focused on his daughter, noticed a deep blush on her cheeks, shiny lips, a beaming smile at him, piercing eyes, radiating sexual heat all over her face. And she still fucked that pillow trying to get off. "If you really want this, Alexis, I will do whatever I can to please you." "Great!" He shifted on his side, leant over her body and pulled her fingers out from between her legs. "Please, make me come!" Castle first gently kissed her shoulder while stroking his hand down her spine, touching her only feather-like with the tips of his fingers. And as he reached the curve of her small back he looked at her, silently asking her. Alexis stared at her father, feeling these incredible sensations his fingertips roused in her. With a lust-hazed look into his eyes, she revealed her needs by just closing her lids for a short moment. Richard Castle was about to get his daughter off. He pressed two of fingers in between her ass checks and nudged them farther south, and the moment he pushed them in her warm wetness, he pulled her head to his face and kissed her softly on her lips. His daughter greeted the touch of his fingers with a lust-filled groan. Now he eagerly attacked her mouth with a wild tongue-kiss as he teasingly fingered her cunt. Alexis kissed him back, showing her sexual hunger by gasping horny grunts into her father's mouth. Her hips bucked up towards his hand, riding it, wantonly panting now, whimpering in excessive desire, way too far on her way to be stopped now, so he once more dragged his fingers to her clit, rubbed her furiously there before he penetrated her. He was so desperate to make her happy because she was his little girl after all. As he intensely finger-fucked her cunt to completely satisfy her need, he whispered in her ear: "Come for me, pumpkin!" That was all Alexis needed. She gripped the sheets, reveling in being right on the edge. Arching her body, eyes closed and her face twisted with lust, she came in an amazing orgasm. She screamed in highest pleasure. Those overwhelming sensations uncontrollably gushing through her were leaving her totally satisfied. Her limps got weak, exhaustedly she still panted in her release as the last ripples quivered through her. A coy smile on her lips, the post-orgasmic bliss in her eyes, she looked up at him and whispered: "Thank you, dad!" Enjoy the Ride Hey everyone! As always thank you for your comments and feedback! Love you all and enjoy! xx * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (8 min/mp3) * * * * * Enjoy the Silence "I know what you want. "I know exactly what it is that your body craves right now. You've been thinking about all the wonderful sensations along the edge of pleasure and pain, the sinful caress of rope against your skin, the hot kiss of leather cracking sharply against your naked flesh. You want to feel it so much, so bad, and you've been aching for it for so long now...but you've been telling yourself that now isn't the time, this isn't the place. You've been trying to control your needs, and waiting for the time when you can submit completely and let yourself feel. But your body doesn't want to wait. Your body doesn't care. It wants to feel all those delicious, intense sensations and it won't take no for an answer. Your body tells you what you want, and your mind remembers how good and hot and sexy it all felt and it just gives in. That's when you decide to sit down and listen to me for a while. "Because you know that I can give your body the sensations it's been craving. Even at a time like this, in a place like this, where you can't leave marks and you can't cry out and you can't make a scene... Even then, you know that I can make you feel all the wonderful things you want to feel so very badly. That's why you're listening right now. You want me to make you feel everything. So go ahead. Sit down if you haven't already, find somewhere comfortable, and just listen to me for a while. "Because listening is the first step. You're listening carefully now, waiting to hear how I'm going to give you that electric mix of intense sensations that you want so very badly, and the closer you listen, the more you focus on my words, the sooner you're going to get what you want. Because I know you have such a vivid, intense imagination, and it's so easy for someone as imaginative as you to relax and let the picture that my words are painting become more real to you than the world around you. It's so easy to listen to my words and become lost in the fantasy they create, and the more you think about it, the better that sounds. "There's something so hot about that, about the way that my words have already started to seem so real, so true, so right to you. You like that idea so much. You can imagine my voice weaving a spell around you, convincing you how good it would be to let me convince you, and it's so sexy to think about being slowly seduced into a gentle trance with every passing moment. And it's even sexier to think about the idea that maybe it's sexy to you because you've already been seduced into accepting it, desiring it, craving it. It's so hot to think that maybe you've already fallen under my spell, and now you can't help but think of all the wonderful things that will lead to. "You're listening so intently, now, and accepting the things I tell you because you want them to be true...or maybe you want them to be true because you're accepting the things I tell you. It's getting harder and harder to keep track of which are my ideas that you've always wanted and which are your ideas that I've made you want to want, and the more you think about it, the more you think that you don't want to think at all. The best part of submission is always that moment where thought and will just collapse under the weight of sensation and desire, and the more you remember that moment the easier it is to forget everything else. It's so easy to let your thoughts and your will just drift lazily back to that warm, hazy memory of what it's like to give in and submit. It's so easy to listen to my voice, to let yourself float in that memory of perfect submission here with me. "And the more you listen to my words, the more you submit to my voice, the more you give into my will, the easier it gets and the better it feels. You know what kinds of perfect pleasure this trance will lead to, and that just makes you want to sink into it even more. You want what I'm offering, you've been craving it so badly for so long that your willpower is already crumbling under the tide of that insistent pleasure and you're just letting your every thought, your every perception become what I want them to be. Because the sooner you let me control you completely, the sooner you'll reach that perfect pleasure. "And now, as you take a deep breath and close your eyes for a moment, you can imagine what it will be like when you lose yourself to that perfect pleasure, that perfect trance. Every time you close your eyes, you're giving in just a little more to the pleasure, to the trance, to me. And every time you open your eyes, they're just a little more glassy, a little more blank, a little more empty. You can struggle to keep them open...because we both know it feels good to struggle...but you know you're going to fail. And it feels even better to struggle and fail. Every slow, lazy blink makes you more blank and open to my voice and my will. "Every time you open your eyes, you fight to keep them open a little longer before they sink back shut and send you deeper into my power. But every time, you feel that burning, heavy ache and you know you're going to have to close them again and give in to me further. It's inevitable. The longer you hold your eyes open, the harder it is to keep them open and the easier it is to let them sink closed and submit. Every time they open again, it's harder to focus and easier to let yourself just stare straight ahead and listen, not thinking about my words, not thinking about anything at all. It's so easy to let my words describe the truth to you, now, and ignore the evidence of your glazed and empty eyes. The picture that my words are painting feels so much better, anyway. "You want it so much, now. You want to lose yourself in my words and let me give you the pleasure that your body remembers, oh so very, very well. You want to let your conscious mind completely lose track of the world around you, eyes open but seeing nothing except the visions I describe. You know that your deepest self will tell you if there's anything that you have to pay attention to, and it will bring you out of this wonderful, pleasant trance if you have to leave, and knowing that relaxes you that last little bit and lets you give in to me totally. You know that you can leave this trance whenever you need to, and wake up completely as soon as your deepest self tells you that it's important to wake up. And that makes you feel so safe, and feeling safe lets you give in more and more with every blink and every deep, relaxing breath. "You're drifting so deep now, so close to that perfect submission, and you want it so much because you know that perfect submission leads to perfect pleasure. You're so close, so very close, you can feel that perfect submission... And now I want you to take one long, slow, deep breath in, holding it in as you feel all the last bit of tension gather in your lungs, knowing that when you breathe out you'll submit completely and go into a deep trance for me...and let it out now in a sigh. That's right. Deep trance, now. "And in this deep trance, you can remember everything so perfectly. Your memories feel so real to you that it's like you can live them all over again. And the things you can't remember, you can imagine so perfectly that it's like they already happened and you just forgot that you remembered them until the moment I described them to you. Here in this trance, this moment of perfect submission, they are real to you. And they are wonderful. "First, let's just make sure you don't make any noise, shall we? After all, we don't want you drawing any attention to yourself while I'm playing with you. I want to take a long time showing you all sorts of different pleasures, and I don't want us interrupted before we're through. So let's just take a moment to make you a nice, quiet plaything. Close your eyes for a moment...just for a moment...and imagine a long, silken scarf. Imagine me wrapping it gently, carefully around your head, over your mouth, wrapping it around and around and around until you can't make a single peep. Even though you can still swallow normally, you can't speak, you can't moan, you can't even whisper, not as long as my scarf is wrapped around your mouth like an endless silken kiss. Even now, as you open your eyes, you can still feel the scarf pressed against your lips, holding you in perfect silence as long as you're in this trance with me. "That's very good, pet. I love the idea of you being so helpless like this, helpless to do anything but feel what I tell you to feel. Even now, as I trace my finger gently down the small of your back, you can't moan or whimper, can you? No, all you can do is shudder...oh, but that will never do. If just my finger makes you shiver in pleasure, imagine how you'll writhe and squirm when I really began to tease you? No, I'm afraid I'll have to restrain you just a bit more. "I'm holding the ropes now, and I know you're so deep, so lost in my perfect submission that you can see them even with your eyes open. You can perfectly picture me wrapping them around your body, binding your wrists and ankles into position, tying down your knees and elbows, wrapping them around your waist and chest. Every knot and every loop anchors you in position, making your body helpless and heavy and impossible to move even an inch. Your deepest self will move your body if you're cramping or uncomfortable, but you won't even notice, will you? No, not when you're so lost and bound and helpless and deep in my perfect pleasure. I'm even binding your head, tying down every last bit of you, holding every joint in total helpless stillness. Even your breathing is bound, chest and waist so perfectly imprisoned by my ropes so that no matter how aroused you become, your breathing remains slow and even. "That's much better. Now when I caress you, when I stroke your body, you can't even shiver. You're bound too tightly to move, now, and you love that so much. You love being helpless for me. Even though you can't speak through the gag, you repeat the words in your mind. You love being helpless for me. You love being helpless for me. You love being helpless for me. "And now, bound and gagged and helpless to even gasp in pleasure, you really are my toy. Anyone passing by would just see someone sitting there, listening through headphones and lost in thought, but we both know that you're my perfect little plaything. I can do anything to you, anything at all, and all you can do is feel. All you want to do is feel. You're so helpless, so open to me, it's like you're naked to my eyes. Even though the rest of the world still sees those clothes, to me, it's like they're not even there. You can imagine yourself like that, can't you? Totally naked, totally exposed to my gaze. The ropes hold you, but they don't conceal your body, not from me. I can see every inch of you...and I like what I see. "Imagine me stroking a finger down your chest now, savoring the lost, helpless look in your eyes as I gently run my finger around your nipple. Imagine me taking it between my finger and thumb and pinching, the pressure stimulating all your nerves in a rush of hot, furious bliss. And I know you liked that so very, very much...that's why I want to give it to you again. Feel me pinching...now. "That's right. I told you I knew what you wanted, didn't I? I know exactly what you want, that intense pleasure on the edges of pain. I know you love it so much, and the more intense it gets the more you want it. Feel me snapping clips on your nipples, the cool metal springing shut with an intensity just on the very threshold of what you can endure, making you want to writhe and moan in aching bliss but you can't move, can't speak. That's right. It feels so good, doesn't it? "I know, I know it does. But you want even more. I can see it in your dazed and dreamy eyes, you want to feel more and more pleasure, more and more achingly intense bliss. You can feel the tails of the flogger now, trailing slowly down your back, and you wish that you could take off the gag so you could beg me to whip you with it. But you don't have to, pet. I can see the need in your eyes, begging with your glassy, empty gaze more eloquently than words ever could. I know this is what you want, what you need, what you came to me for. To let go into the perfect trance and experience this again and again and again. "You feel me withdraw the flogger, and you wait helplessly for the first stroke of leather against your skin. You know when you hear the snapping sound, you will feel the flogger slapping against your body, and you can't wait. You're so aroused, so needy even if you can't show it, desperate for the kiss of the flogger against your back, aching for...this. **snap** "Oh, that felt so good, didn't it, pet? **snap** You've wanted this for so very long now. **snap** And your body remembers it perfectly, every detail of **snap** the flogger coming down onto your back. You can feel that sweet, stinging tingle of endorphins racing through your body **snap** and leaving you dazed and dizzy with pleasure as the leather tails crack **snap** against your tender flesh, already sensitized by each **snap** stroke so the next one lands with oh so much more **snap** stinging bliss. "And now your body quivers in anticipation, unable to move but trembling ever so slightly as it waits for the next stroke of the flogger. You can almost feel it now, your mind imagining it endlessly as you wait for the blow to land, trapped in an eternal cycle of picturing the blow so vividly, so perfectly that it's like it's striking over and over and over as you wait and wait in desperate aching need for... **snap** "And now **snap** **snap** it comes **snap** so fast **snap** so hard **snap** that it just **snap** overwhelms you **snap** so much sensation **snap** **snap** **snap** so intense **snap** that you just **snap** lose yourself **snap** give in to **snap** the perfect pleasure **snap** perfect submission **snap** want it **snap** need it **snap** drowning in bliss **snap** over **snap** and over **snap** as the flogger comes down **snap** and down **snap** and down. **snap** "And now I pause, just for a moment, and run my hand over your sensitive skin. You can feel my fingernails scraping very gently against your flesh, so alive with sensation already that the gentle scratches send pulses of electric bliss through your whole body. You feel me lean in and press my lips to your stinging back, the softness after the harshness making you dizzy and sending you deeper into a warm, soft, blissful endorphin rush that only serves to deepen your trance. "You feel the pleasure growing now, **snap** building with each moment as I find new places to caress you with my stinging kiss. **snap** You can imagine me whipping your ass, **snap** the flogger somehow striking as though the chair you're sitting on wasn't even there. **snap** You imagine me settling into a rhythm, now, reddening that flesh **snap** even as you know, deep down, that your flesh will be smooth and unmarked when you leave this trance. **snap** That just helps you relax into it more, **snap** enjoy the sensation more, give in completely and let the endorphins take you all the way down **snap** into deepest subspace. "You can feel it, now, that special place where the only answer is 'Yes'. **snap** You can't speak through your gag, but you can picture yourself in your mind's eye saying it **snap** and that's enough to let me hear it. **snap** Do you want to be whipped again? **snap** And the only answer is yes. **snap** Do you want to feel this sensation again? **snap** And the only answer is yes. **snap** Do you want to go into trance for me again? **snap** And the only answer is yes. **snap** "It's so wonderful, the way that trance stretches these moments out into an eternity. **snap** You can float here in subspace, in perfect submission **snap** and perfect pleasure **snap** and it just never seems to end. **snap** Your body just feels, **snap** your mind just obeys, **snap**, your thoughts just circle endlessly around 'yes', **snap** 'yes', **snap** 'yes'. **snap** And with every 'yes', the pleasure grows and grows, **snap** until it overwhelms you completely. **snap** "You can hear it now, in your mind, the keening moan of pleasure that you can't express with your mouth. **snap** You're so aroused, the desire and the need built up with every crack of the flogger **snap** until the pleasure threatens to spill out and overwhelm you. **snap** And now you can remember just what that feels like, the intense **snap** and perfect pleasure making the memory of orgasm so real that you can almost touch it. **snap** You realize now, held so helpless by my ropes and my gag and my will **snap** that I can make you feel every moment of that orgasm, that you can come and you will come simply by my command. **snap** That bliss will last and last, echoing through your mind **snap** even as your body rests silently and peacefully, so close now, so real in your memory that the next stroke of the flogger will push you over the edge... "**snap** That's right. That's right, pet, come for me, feels so good, bliss flooding through your empty mind, every bit of it drawn out by my words, lasting so long, so good, held so helpless as the pleasure courses through you, lost in it, perfect submission and perfect pleasure overwhelming you completely and totally as you just...let...go. "That's right. You're such a good pet. You're such a good pet, and I'm so proud of you and so pleased with you. Feel me hold you for a long, endless moment, holding you tightly as the pleasure unwinds and softens back down into warm, peaceful relaxation. I'm here for you. I'm proud of you. You have been my good pet. Feel how good that is, as your body calms itself down at last and finds its way back to peace. "Good pet. You're feeling yourself relax now as I remove the nipple clips, and your body melts into the warm afterglow as you find your way back out of subspace to the person you were. The shivery bliss is gently relaxing back down into mellow pleasure, the intense sensation is finding its way back from feeling to memory, and everything is just winding slowly down until you're calm, dreamy and relaxed. Good pet. "Now that you're relaxed, now that I know your body is ready to come back from this wonderful place, I'm going to slowly untie these ropes. Feel them unwinding from your body, unknotting themselves as I release you from your bonds. If you need to stretch a little, you can go ahead and do so now, as your body remembers how to move again. It's safe to move now. You've done so very well. "And now I unwind the gag from around your mouth, restoring your ability to speak again. You've done such a good job, and you know I'm so happy with you, and that's going to stay with you for the rest of the day, just like the memories of that wonderful sensation and the wonderful experience we had together. Thank you for letting me share it with you. "And now, you feel yourself start to blink again, noticing the world around you once more, letting go of that part of yourself that was my pet and becoming yourself again, starting to take in the details of things once more, coming back to full awareness and feeling yourself return to consciousness, feeling so good and so alive and so refreshed, remembering just how good this felt and knowing you can return to listen to it whenever you have the time, and...wake. "Welcome back." THE END Enjoy Your Flight Sid settled into his seat on the flight. It would be a rather short flight, but still, with how seating is, it was long enough. The seats on this plane were close together and he didn't have as much leg room as he would have liked. He was fortunate that he had no crying baby or kicking the seat kind of kid near him. Sid pulled out his cell phone looking at the time. He hoped the flight was on time. He didn't want to miss his business meeting. The plane started moving on the tarmac and the flight attendants came out to give their usual spiel about safety, buckling, and emergencies. Normally Sid ignored them as heard them all the time with his travels, but his eyes locked onto the nearest flight attendant. Blue sparkling eyes and full lips, she told jokes when giving the presentation, making it fun and not boring. "If the lavatory is full, you'll see the light turn on. You'll just have to hold it until the lavatory is free." Her breasts filled her top nicely and her blonde hair was tied up in a pony tail. She had a white blouse and a black skirt and high heels. Normal flight attendant wear, but somehow she made it look sexy. Scrumptious, Sid thought. Maybe this flight won't be so bad after all. After the presentation, she informed the flight that their drinks and snacks would be served once they were up in the air. Once in flight, drinks and snacks were served. She reached Sid and leaned over to hand the drink to the woman sitting next to him. The flight attendant's breasts were very close to his face as she reached over and somehow he managed to read her nametag, Tatiana, instead of gawking the whole time. Sexy woman, sexy name, Sid thought. "Sir? Your drink?" Sid had been thinking about her and hadn't heard her ask what he wanted. "Um a Coke will be fine." When she handed him his drink, their hands brushed, a tingle went through Sid. He noticed that Tatiana had given him a small bottle of rum. He was about to tell her he didn't order it and certainly didn't want to pay for it, when he saw her wink at him. "On the house," she whispered in his ear. " For someone who is so handsome." Tatiana continued on getting orders from the passengers. Sid poured the rum in his coke and smiled. That was nice of her. And he couldn't remember being called handsome in a long time. He went to grab his napkin to wipe up a drop of the coke and noticed some writing, other than the plane logo on it. It said, "Meet me in the back, by the bathrooms in 20 minutes." Sid knew it had to be from Tatiana. He kept checking his watch, the minutes going by slowly. He looked behind his seat and saw Tatiana had finished serving the refreshements and was back by the bathrooms. Looking at his watch for what seemed like the hundredth time, he saw 20 minutes had elapsed, finally to his relief. It was torture waiting that long. He unbuckled and headed to the back. Trying to not be too eager, he forced himself to slow his gait and control himself. Tatiana slipped into a bathroom, leaving it a crack open. Sid slid into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. It was cramped in there but Tatiana was sitting on the sink, legs spread, blouse undone. Sid looked up her skirt and grinned when he saw a shaved pussy meeting his gaze. "I was hoping you'd join me. I thought perhaps I could make your flight more enjoyable...pleasurable. " "And here I didn't think this was a full service flight," Sid joked. Tatiana grinned and grabbed his tie, pulling him to her. She kissed him and he pushed her breasts out of her bra, teasing her nipples. Tatiana slipped her hand in his pants and pulled out his cock, gliding her hand up and down. They both moaned and continued kissing. Sid parted from their kiss to move his mouth to her breasts. Tatiana leaned back, arching to give him more of a mouthful. Leaning in, his cock was pressing against her pussy. He could feel her wetness, her heat against his cock and he couldn't wait anymore. He slid in and Tatiana wrapped her shapely legs around his waist. Thrusting, he went deeper in with his cock. She leaned her head against his chest and moaned. "Harder," she moaned. "Faster." No need for her encouraging words, Sid pumped harder and faster. He felt Tatiana's pussy clench around his cock and he knew she was coming as she panted and moaned. Seeing this beauty coming on his cock ignited him and he pumped a few more quick strokes and came. "Fuck!" Tatiana yelled, "Welcome to the mile high club." Sid laughed and gave her a kiss. They both straightened their clothes, zipping and buttoning back up. Tatiana fixed her hair and let him out first. He got back to his seat, a grin on his face. He looked behind and saw Tatiana come out of the bathroom. No one had missed them, just assumed he had taken a little bit of a long trip to the bathroom. The rest of his trip went by quickly and they were soon landing. As he had his baggage and was exiting towards the plane door, he saw Tatiana was at the door, saying goodbye to the passengers. When he got to her, she smiled and said, "Thank you for flying with our airlines today. I hope your flight was enjoyable. Please fly with us again." She stuck a slip of paper in his pocket, no one noticing. Sid nodded and replied, " I do believe I will be flying these airlines again. It was a most pleasurable flight." He got to his baggage claim and looked at the paper she slipped in. In it was her flight schedule. Sid saw that one of the days was when he was flying back. Whistling happily he got into a taxi. Yes, this business trip had turned into a pleasure trip. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish She looked in her suitcase trying to decide what would be appropriate attire to fulfill her hotel rape fantasy. She didn't know what was going to happen for sure, but she had waited a long time for this. He was the only one she had ever told about this fantasy, although he knew she would enjoy it long before she told him, and he was the only person she trusted to play this game with. As she rummaged through the toys, lotions, potions and props she had brought she thought about what role she was going to play. She decided on college co-ed getting ready to go out. She grabbed her body lotion and slathered it all over her slender body to make it nice and soft for him, and also a little harder for him to get a firm hold. He was, after all, going to have to work a little at this. Or so she thought. She fastened her bra over her soft tits and stepped into the matching panties lightly dragging her fingers up her muscular calves, her thighs, and made sure to graze her own ass ever so softly to tickle it as she pulled them up to cover her soon to be pummeled ass and pussy. Her own touch and the anticipation of being savagely taken by him were turning her on. As she looked into the mirror at her barely clad reflection she ran her hands up and down her body. Over her chest, grabbing her bra covered breasts hard before sliding her hand slowly down her stomach and under the waistband of her panties. Her clit was starting to pay attention as she made sure to feel herself everywhere else down there, purposely avoiding her faithful source of pleasure. Her fingers touched her pussy lips so softly chills went up her spine. She traced her fuck hole lightly several times before inserting her middle finger deep in herself. She watched her reflection in the mirror, one hand down her panties, deep inside her, and the other hand caressing the top of her breasts that spilled out of her bra. She was getting off just watching this hot girl do this to herself. "I have to save this all for later," she said out loud to herself as she reluctantly removed her finger from inside herself. As she did, she noticed it was glistening with her hot juices. Without a thought, she rubbed the finger behind her ears and down her cleavage to 'perfume' herself with her feminine scent. She put on white cotton sports socks and threw on her three sizes too big black and gold college football jersey, put her hair up in a ponytail and got into character. She dialed his cell phone pretending it was the front desk. "Front desk," he said as he answered, recognizing her cell phone number. Hearing his deep voice made her heart skip a beat. "Umm, yeah, hi, umm, this is room 102. I am, like, trying to get ready to go out and party and the blow dryer won't turn on. Umm, I can't get ready without it! My girlfriend is going to call me soon with the place I am supposed to meet her and her, well, friends. I can't sit in a hotel alone on a Friday night in this town by myself! I would die! Can you fix it, like now?" she said trying to sound like a shallow, desperate college student while at the same time trying not to laugh. "I will have one of my guys from maintenance come up and take a look for you miss," he replied. "And enjoy your stay." "Thanks!" she said as she smiled to herself and flipped her phone shut and turned up the radio. She went to the bathroom of the hotel room to do her makeup, as she is, you know, getting ready to go out. She finishes her make up and is applying her lipstick when she hears a loud knock at the door. "MAINTENANCE!" the voice bellows from outside the door. "This is it," she says in a whisper to her reflection before climbing back into character. She took a very quick peek out the peephole to see a big guy in jeans and a t-shirt wearing a tool belt and carrying what looks like a tool bag. His head was turned just enough so she could not see his face but the rest of him looked great. "Finally," she says as she opens the door and starts to walk away with her back to the door. "I have to finish getting ready or I am stuck in this stupid boring ass room all," she managed to get out before feeling his big strong arm close in around her throat from behind. He grabbed her with so much force she stopped in her tracks, forced to her tippy toes to keep her balance. Her lipstick flew out of her hands. "Don't hurt me please," she begged. "Take anything you want. There is my laptop over there on the bed, my parent's credit card is in my purse, just please don't hurt me!" she said trembling. She was surprised at how real this seemed. It made her terrified and hot at the same time. "Don't scream!" he growled in her ear as he put his big hand over her mouth to shut her up. "Start lifting your shirt up if you want to breathe again," he said as he took his thumb and forefinger of the hand covering her mouth and pinched her nose shut. "NO!" she thought as she shook her head to convey her thought. He tightened his grip as his response. Although she knew he would never truly hurt her, she was caught up in the game. Even though she knew this was not real, it still invoked real fear in her. She reached down with both hands and grabbed the bottom of her jersey and started to slowly lift it up to expose her panties, then her stomach, her bra, then up to her neck. "I am going to take my hand away so you can take your shirt off. If you scream or try anything stupid I am going to rip your panties off and fuck you up the ass, dry, right here and now," he said as he moved his big, strong hand to the waistband of her panties just above the crack of her ass pulling them up to invade her crack to prove his point. "Do you understand?" She shook her head yes as she sheepishly took off the jersey over her head and threw it to the side. "Now your bra!" he commanded as he slid a finger into her already invaded ass crack. She was starting to sweat now. She knew he had it in him, but she had never heard him speak this way. It so turned her on but it also so scared her. He was a big powerful guy with a voice and imagination to match. "Turn around and face me slowly," he said while still maintaining a hold in her ass crack. She turned around to reveal her tanned tits. Her big, pink erect nipples punctuated with stainless steel. Seeing them made his dick instantly hard. He shoved her backwards against the wall hard and bent down and bit her lip. He pressed himself hard against her, the buckle on his tool belt dug deep into her upper stomach. She felt the hard bulge in his pants against her and knew he was as turned on by this game as she was. His fingers still in the back of her panties, his digits almost entering her ass by default. His knuckles scrapped against the rough surface of the hotel wall as he did. She jumped at the feeling of his fingers almost entering her there. "Bend over and open my bag," he commanded. She bent over to reach the green bag, his hand never leaving her ass. As she opened the bag she realized she was in trouble. It was a bag of tricks for torture. Torture she always welcomed from him and no one else. "Get out the nipple clamps and put them on," he commanded. Her shaky hands dug through the bag of ropes, chains, padlocks, eyelet screws, whips, and other torture devices to find the clamps. She positioned the clamps to avoid the metal buried in her nipples. "Oh!" she let out as she clamped the first one down on her tender nipple. The sting of the pinch ran from her nipple down her stomach to a faint thump in her clit. "Now the other one," he said as he watched her clamp the second one on while rimming her ass with his one of his big fingers. Touching her tight hole made his hard cock jump. "OH, Ouch!" she let out as she obeyed and placed the other clamp. The initial pain of the clamps and his finger almost in her ass was making her pussy wetter. She pressed her ass hard against his finger, almost wishing he would enter it right now. Realizing she was starting to enjoy this too much, too soon, he removed his hand from her panties. With one hand he moved the tension bar of the clamps up swiftly as he pulled the chain toward him with the other. "OOOHHH.GAWDD!" she yelled out and threw her head back so hard it hit the wall as she felt the unexpected pain of the clamps tightly pulling on her mammories. "I told you not to scream," he said as he took a step back, grabbed her hair at the base of her ponytail and spun her around and shoved her, tits first, on to the rough textured hotel wall. Her pierced and clamped tits were being smashed into the wall creating a sensation she had never felt before. Metal pushing, pulling, pinching and smashing her sensitive nipples inside and out. It hurt so good. She could feel her panties getting very damp. "OOOHHHHH," she cried out loudly and involuntarily as the right cheek of her face met the wall as he controlled the force, being careful not to 'really' hurt her. She was pinned against the wall, his hand still held her ponytail, pushing her head against the wall. She felt the fingers from his free hand grab the back of her panties. The elastic pulled fast and tight on her stomach and hips. In one instant, he had pushed her head to the wall with one hand and ripped her panties right off her ass with the other. Suddenly both her hot holes were free from the protection of her panties. She felt more of her juices flowing out of her as he did this. She was hotter than she ever had been and wanted to feel his big hard cock pound her snatch more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. "FUCK ME PLEEEZZZ," she cried out breathlessly. She was ready to cum if he kept this up. No one had ever done this for her and it turned her on so much. He grabbed the ponytail holder out of her hair as her hair spilled out covering half of her back. Her head bent backwards as his hand pulled her hair and he bent over to grab something out of his bag. She had barely processed that this was happening when he shoved the right side of her face to the wall again and rubbed up against her naked ass with his rock hard cock hiding in his jeans. He was grinding his clothed member against her ass as she felt a drop of cum run down her naked leg, over her ankle, and on to the hotel carpet. She was officially 'dripping wet'. "You, little girl, are in a world of shit now," he whispered with his deep voice in her ear. Suddenly she felt two of his big fingers stab deep in her cum soaked pussy. "UUGGHHH, OOOHHH YEEESSSS, " she cried out as she felt her mouth fill up with the ball gag he had grabbed out of his bag. He quickly fastened the Velcro straps behind her head. "I told you not to scream! Now see what you have done? You have left me no choice." he growled, never breaking character. "Now move your wet pussy over to the desk." Gagged with her nipple clamps still on she walked over to the desk on command. "Put your feet against the legs of the desk and bend over until your tits hit the top of the desk," he said. Seeing her bent over the desk turned him on immensely, he never grew tired of seeing her be submissive and naked. He put his big strong hands on her shoulders and worked his way, carefully down her soft skin to her ass that was bent over the desk, down the back of her thighs, down her calves, to her ankles. When he got to her ankles she felt the cold chains wrap around them and heard a click as the padlocks secured each calf to the desk legs. The feeling of his big, strong hands running down her body like that and the feeling of entrapment made her clit engorge and thump so loud she swore she could hear it. "THUMP THUMP, THUMP THUMP." Seeing her gash so wet that her sweet, white juices were escaping it and her ass sticking out like that bent over the cheap hotel desk made him want to spank them. He reached in his 'bag o tricks' and grabbed the riding crop he bought at the local riding supply store. He could almost hear her hot holes begging to be abused. SMACK! Went the crop leaving a red flag shaped mark on her ass, white spots where the holes of the crop landed. "OOOOHHHH," she cried in a muffled voice as the crop bit her ass making her soaked pussy got wetter and cum flowed onto the edge of the desk. She loved this shit. She wondered if she was normal. How could such a beautiful, smart girl crave this? It was only with him did she want to do this. Why did she crave it from him? Because he was the best at this............and he understood her, she rationalized as he delivered several more licks to her ass with the crop. She loved each one and each one made her call out in pleasure as best the gag filling her mouth allowed her. If she were the animal this device were intended to be used on, a horse, her whole body would be a lathered up, sweaty mess by now. He continued the crop lickings until her ass was filled with welts and felt like it was on fire. She felt reprieve for a few brief seconds as he got three pillows off the bed. "Stand up!" he commanded as she felt his hands grab her shoulders and pull her up. She wobbled a bit once in the upright position as she tried to steady herself with her chained legs. He laid the pillows directly in front of her on the desk as she felt his hand between her shoulder blades pushing her back down onto the desk. "Get back down there. You are in for it," he said trying to keep his control and composure. Secretly he was not only doing this for her. He had always wondered what this would be like too and had fantasized about it many times. Her fuck holes looked so inviting raised up in the air like that. Calling his name to give them the attention they deserved. "Stretch your arms to the end of the desk, and stay still!" he barked, confidence flooded over him as he saw her comply without complaint. He moved to the other side of the desk and chained each arm to the front desk legs. "AAAAWWWW" she moaned as she felt her body stretch out and become immobile. Her legs were chained before he put the pillows under her. Now the chains were pulling on her legs and her feet were off the floor giving her the sensation of being suspended. As he moved around the desk he surveyed his naked prey. Hot, dripping wet, bound, helpless and gagged. "Does it get any better than this?" he thought to himself. Now that he had her just where he wanted her he picked up the crop again and this time he meant business. He was still fully clothed and his cock was about to bust out of his jeans and jump right into her ass. CRACK! The sharp lick of the crop on her wet pussy sent a stinging chill over her entire body. She would have jumped off the table if she were not tied down. No one had ever spanked her pussy before. It felt incredible to have him do that to her surprise. "AWWWWWW, UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGG," She moaned as a wave of orgasm came over her body and her hot cum squirted on to the desktop. Relentlessly her spanked her pussy guiding her through her mind-blowing sensations. Smacking harder when she tried to writhe, unsuccessfully, around in full blown ecstasy, stroking her with the crop when she took a second to breathe then resuming the spankings as she reached her next climax. He put the crop back into his bag and grabbed out a rope. He put it around her neck, tied it once at the base of her neck and held on to the other end. He could not take anymore. He had to have his hard, perfect cock in her ass. He wiped his fingers on the desk top under her gash and rimmed her hot fuck hole to collect all of the cum he could as he unbuttoned his pants with the other hand and pulled out his rock hard cock. He slathered her juices on his member and up and down the crack of her ass for lubrication. The feeling of his own hand rubbing her cum on his dick almost made him cum too. He thought to himself that she has the most beautiful cum before slamming his rock hard cock deep in her ass. No warning or time for her to brace herself for what was to come. Just serious ass rape. "OOOOOHHHHH, GGGGAAAAWWDDDD, YYYEESSS, SSSSHHIIIITT!" She came again as she finally felt him enter her ass. He hadn't even taken the time to take off his tool belt she realized as she heard his tools clanking in unison with every forceful thrust in her ass. Her warm, hot ass felt so good. Fucking her ass was like fucking in a vice. Her ass walls grabbing on to his dick and holding them close, not wanting to let go. Each time he withdrew slightly and slammed back in, her ass seemed to welcome him grabbing on tighter and tighter, pulling him in further. Between the feeling of fucking her in the ass and the sight of the scene he had created, he was not going to be able to hold on much longer. He pulled back hard on the rope around her neck. She started choking as he tightened the rope. This made her ass clamp down harder on his throbbing cock. He could not wait any longer. She felt his big cock go deeper than it had been and his balls smashed against her now ultra sensitive clit sending her to another wave of orgasm. The lack of oxygen sent her climax to a level she had never experienced. She felt it from her head to her toes as the wave of euphoria radiated over her again and again as she started to see spots and the world almost went black. He grabbed her ass cheek with his free hand and exploded his load deep in her ass. It felt like he was cumming in quarts as he overflowed her ass. Her ass didn't seem to want to let his cock go. Every time she came it felt like someone was squeezing his cock making him cum even harder. Almost ready to pass out, she felt his grip on the rope around her neck and let it fall on her back as the blood flow returned to her brain. "RRRRRRRGGGHHHH," he let out as he pulled out of her ass trying to maintain control and character as he finished out the game. In reality he was blown away. He had never felt anything like that ever! He stood up and put his very satisfied member back in his pants. He reached across her with his long arms and grabbed the Velcro of the gag on the back of her head. "I am going to take this off now, but keep your head on the table and don't make a sound." Not that she really could, but it was nice to breathe normal again. She was exhausted. She felt her body relax as much as it could still being pulled by the chains and still not knowing if there was more to come. "Don't move!" he said as he walked around to all four of the legs of the desk and unlocked the padlocks keeping her extremities hostage. Her first impulse was to move and stretch but she knew she didn't dare move a sore muscle. She heard him making a bit of noise behind her as he gathered up all his stuff. She waited quietly for her next instruction. "When I walk out the door, count to 500, get yourself free, take a shower, put on what is under the covers and then there is something for you in the top drawer of the nightstand. Don't cheat or I will come back and make you very, very sorry! I am watching!" he said as he threw open the curtains before quickly exiting the room. She heard him shut the door and immediately started counting. 1,2,3,4,...As she counted and her adrenaline started to return to normal she wondered if she had made a mistake. She wondered if she should have kept this fantasy to herself...379, 380, 381...Did she set herself up for hurt by giving him so much power? 475, 476, 477... He just left her after that? Just used and abused her and then left? 497, 498, 499.... At 500, like told to, she began to wriggle free from the chains and stood upright and free for the first time in a while. She gained her equilibrium and stepped away from the desk towards the bathroom to shower, taking off the rope and nipple clamps on her way, tossing them on the floor. She didn't know why she was following his instructions, maybe because she was filled with doubt and felt 'dirty', maybe because they were his instructions. She didn't know. She knew that it felt incredible while they were playing out the fantasy, but then he left. On the way to the bathroom she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the dresser that was placed in usual hotel fashion.