2 comments/ 53734 views/ 3 favorites Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 02 By: garcher27 After the night before, they felt the need to relax. It was a cool, rainy Saturday afternoon and they really didn't want to go anywhere. After showering together in his room, she suggested they go to the hotel lounge and just enjoy each other's company for the afternoon. They easily found two stools in the deserted lounge and sat down to order a couple of drinks. The bartender came around the corner upon hearing them enter. She was a young, hot girl with long blonde hair, a tight ass and a great smile. She was nice enough and a pretty good bartender as she served them several drinks and joked with them, but they really didn't pay too much attention to her as they were caught up in the memories of the night before. They were having a really good time flirting and kidding with one another as the beers flowed and they started a game of darts on the lounge dart machine. " I will bet you a shot and a spanking that I can beat you," she said a bit cocky as she held the bar darts in her hand ready to throw the first shot and smiled at him in that flirty way a girl does when it doesn't matter if she wins or loses. "You're on!" he exclaimed, knowing he was winning either way. "I will buy the shots if you both do the spanking," came unexpectedly from behind the bar. They both snapped their head around and looked at the hot bartender before looking at one another. Their eyes met and they both instantly knew they were on the same page. After all, this was 'The Hotel Ravish', anything could happen here. This hotel was built and staffed for people like them to live out their fantasies. It was a private, member's only hotel. Members and staff alike were carefully screened and chosen. Class and discretion were of utmost importance. The décor was elegant and simple but the amenities went far beyond the usual. Many rooms were equipped with 'special equipment' to accommodate different fetishes. "When do you get off?" he asked. "Day shift ends in 20 minutes." The prospect chimed. "But I have to run home first, I live right down the street." "OK, we will take the shots now, for three, your choice. You will get the spankings if you come back," he said, his dick twitching at the thought of the sexy blonde joining them tonight. The hot bartender poured three shots of tequila with lime and salt on the side and brought them over to the couple. "Body shots anyone?" the blonde playfully asked. "Absolutely!" he said right away. His girl eagerly took a lime and placed it in his mouth before grabbing the blondes long hair and gently cocking the blonde's head to the side as her tongue licked the blonde's neck from the collar bone to just below her ear in one long, slow stroke. He poured the salt on the blonde's neck and his girl repeated the sensual lick before grabbing a shot off the bar, downing it and retrieving the lime from his mouth her tongue being sure to graze his tongue as she did. The blonde followed her lead and put the lime in the female's mouth before raising his t-shirt up a few inches and sunk to her knees in front of him. She ran her tongue from his belly button to his pants being sure to stick her tongue just under the waistband of his pants before pouring the salt on him and repeating her sexy act. She handed the blonde a shot and watched eagerly as the blonde drank it so she could bend down and slide the lime from her mouth to the blonde's hot mouth. His dick was hard now as he helped the blonde up and stuck his tongue down the valley of cleavage the blonde had and ran it up to her neck. He turned to his girl and stuck his tongue in her mouth and gave her a deep, knee-buckling kiss rolling his tongue all over hers before he grabbed his shot, and slammed it and tossed the empty shot glass on the bar. Screw the lime and salt! The blonde bartender smiled a big, flirty smile and stepped back behind the bar. She had just started this job a few weeks ago but after this, she thought, she was really going to enjoy this job choice. "If you are serious about the spankings and much more and you think you can handle it, come to room 248 after you run home. But let's be clear, there will be much more." She said as she looked at the beautiful blonde girl. They left the bar not knowing what was going to happen, but they hoped the blonde would show up. If she did it would be a bonus to their weekend. They went up to their room and had a few cocktails and lost track of time talking about what may happen tonight when suddenly they heard a faint knock on the door. As she opened the door she smiled at the gift in the hallway. The hot, young blonde stood at the door, her long mane soaked from the rain. The blondes blue eyes sparkling and her large firm tits poked out of her tight v-neck t-shirt. "We are so glad you came to play with us," she said as she let the blonde in, almost wanting to high-five him. They led the blonde to the bed and motioned for her to sit on the end of the bed. The blonde happily complied and she started to stroke the blonde's long hair and leaned over to kiss their guest. The blonde tasted so sweet. She slid her hand up the blonde's shirt to feel the tight, young breasts of the early 20's something. She lifted the blonde's t-shirt up and over her head to expose a frilly pink bra that enhanced the fullness of her hot tits. She thrust her tongue in the blonde's mouth over and over as he watched their tongues roll over one another. He knelt down and removed the sandals off the blonde. Watching her tongue the blonde and the excitement of the perversions to come made him hard again instantly. He ran his rough hands from the blonde's feet, up her tight calves, up her silky thighs to the mystery pussy hidden behind the blonde's shorts. "Uuummm," the blonde softly let out as his hand massaged the crotch of her shorts while her tongue explored the blonde's cleavage and she reached around and unhooked the blonde's bra and took it off to expose the most beautiful rack they had seen. The blonde had large but perky tits. Her bright pink erect nipples set of her tan perfectly. She had to taste those perfect young breasts. She licked the blondes nipples and circled them slowly with her tongue as she gently pushed the blonde backward to a lying position on the bed, the blonde's legs bent at the knees still hanging off the end of the bed. She cupped a breast in each hand as she caressed them and continued to lick them slowly, delighted with every sensation of the blonde on her taste buds. He stood up and bent over the blonde to unbutton and unzip her shorts. He put his fingers at the sides of the blonde's waist and slid the shorts off her to reveal her lacey, pink panties that matched her bra. They lay perfectly over her tanned, taught stomach. He took the panties off as the blonde lifted her ass up a bit to help. His mouth watered as he spread her legs open and stood between them to survey her hot, young gash outlined with a perfectly groomed blonde 'Hitler stash'. She noticed the look of hunger on his face as he drank in the vision of the now naked blonde like the blonde was the first beer after a hard days work. As he stood over the blonde she could see him playing out the night, plotting his next move and smiled at the devilish gleam in his eyes. He reached down between the legs of their guest and ran his hand once very lightly from her clit, across her blonde fringed pussy lips to her unsuspecting fuck hole. Suddenly he stabbed his big middle finger in her hot, tight pussy shoving it as deep in as he could. "OOOHHH!" the blonde cried out as she felt him deep in her wet pussy while the female's tongue was in her mouth kissing her hard. The blonde laid waiting for more as he took his finger out of the blonde pussy and reached over her to his girl and put his finger slathered with the blondes juices to the lips of his girl. She closed her eyes and grabbed his finger with her lips, inhaling it in her mouth to suck the blonde's juices off as she rolled her tongue all over it to savor every last drop. His cock was about to burst out of his pants feeling her and seeing her do this. She was a very dirty girl. After releasing his cleaned off finger from her mouth she got off the bed and moved to stand behind him pressing her body tightly against him as he stood between the legs of the reclined blonde. She took shirt and raised it up and over his head taking it off to reveal his broad chest and manly torso. She ran her hands over his big, strong arms and shoulders, over his chest and down his 'happy trail'. When she reached the button of his jeans she pointed to the blonde and moved her index finger in a come here motion to signal the blonde to unleash her man's package. The blonde sat up quickly on the end of the bed and happily obliged. Little did she know she was releasing a beast. As the blonde undid his pants and pulled out his rock hard member her blue eyes grew huge and her jaw dropped. They both smiled at the blonde's reaction to the sight of his huge cock. For a brief moment the young blonde looked a bit nervous. Curiosity and excitement washed over the blondes face, her blonde hair hit his thighs as she leaned into his cock and took it in her mouth. Struggling to fit it all in, she gagged a bit before gaining composure and doing her best to suck on the monster cock. He was sandwiched between the young blonde at waist level sucking his cock and his girl pressed up hard against him from the back running her hands up and down his body. He was about ready to cum all over everybody and knew it was way too soon. The night was just beginning. He put his hands in the blondes hair close to the scalp and took her face off his pulsating, steel hard cock with one hand while he reach around the back of himself to grab the clothed pussy of his girl and moved her to a standing position next to him in front of the blonde still sitting on the edge of the bed. "Let's get you undressed too," he said as he took off his jeans. He too was now naked and very, very ready. He moved her in between him and the blonde, his and her positions now reversed with her in front of the blonde and him in back of her pressing his rock hard cock into her familiar back. He took her top off as the blonde slid her shorts down and helped her slip her feet out of them. The blonde traced the lines of her black thong lightly touching her skin. He was behind her watching over her shoulder unfastening her bra as the blonde traced the thong to her ass barely touching her skin as the blonde followed it down the crack of her ass and back up her pussy lips. Chills shot through her body and her juices flowed to her pussy as the blonde pulled her thong down and off and he took her bra of at the same time. He reached down for the blonde's hands and helped her to a standing position and pulled the blonde in close to his girl. Her tits met the blondes, his hard cock jutted into her back. The three of them were a hot, naked, horny bunch. She kissed the blonde deep and put her finger in their new toy's pussy wiggling it around until the blonde threw her head back and her long blonde hair reached down her back. "I want you to fuck him so good you that you make ME cum," she informed the blonde as her finger invaded the hot, young fuck hole. With that she withdrew from the blonde pussy, stepped out of the middle, grabbed her dildo from her bag and took a seat in the chair across the room to watch the show. Him and the blonde were now face to face. His big cock so hard it stood straight out from his body as if to salute the new pussy he was going to bring to the brink of hell and back. He grabbed the blonde by the hair and leaned down to her as he bent her backwards so they both fell onto the bed. Her hot, young, toned body melted into the hotel mattress under the sheer size of his frame. Him and the blonde groped each other in a hot twisted mess. Both breathing hard and fast waiting for the inevitable. She sat in the chair with a leg over each arm of the chair. She was getting hotter watching him and the blonde exploring each other in the bed. The blonde's little, tight tan body in contrast to his big, masculine body looked great. She did not know if she wanted to see the blonde fuck him more or if the blonde wanted to fuck him more. She wasn't even sure why she was so ok with seeing him with someone else. She just knew that she really wanted to see him be pleasured. It was turning her on to the point of no return. She stuck the dildo deep in her own hot gash as she watched the blonde they invited straddle him and sink his big cock in her foreign fuck hole. "AAAWWWWW, YYYEESSSSS," the blonde screamed as the biggest cock she ever had impaled her pussy. The blonde tried to take his enormous hard cock in and out of her hot young gash with every thrust of her little hips. The blonde rode him like she was riding a bucking bronco, slamming her wet pussy against him with all the force her small hard body had. His big, strong hands grabbed the blonde's thin hips tight and helped force her up and down on his member while taking a thumb of one of his hands and grinding the unfamiliar clit in hard circles. He was enjoying the blonde riding his cock like there was no tomorrow, while keeping an eye on his girl taking this all in and about ready to cum herself. He jerked violently and threw his head back into the pillows while she came all over her flexible rubber dildo in her dripping pussy as she saw the blonde hold his wrists down and slam her strange on his exploding cock until he came deep inside the alien gash. She had all she could take. She slid the dildo out of her wet pussy and slid into bed with them as the blonde dismounted him and lay down next to him. The blonde was so busy trying to make the both of them cum that despite being turned on and almost there, she did not cum. She ran her hand up the blondes soft, shaking legs. Slowly she parted the blonde's legs and got on all fours in between them. She bent forward and kissed and licked the blonde's inner thigh, teasing her and stopping as she got close to the blonde gash. Licking long strokes up just to the edge of her soft pussy lips and running her hands all over the blonde's thighs, flat stomach and reaching up to feel her hot tits until the blonde begged to feel her tongue on her wet pussy. "Pllleeaazzeee eat me," the blonde breathlessly whispered. She put her face close to the blonde's cute, pink gash glistening with his cum and surveyed every inch of it. It was almost perfect. Tight, wet, well taken care of, and theirs for the night to do with what they pleased. It smelled the wonderful scent of his juices and the blonde's hot, fresh meat. Slowly she ran her tongue lightly over the blonde's throbbing clit. The blonde jumped and squealed as she made contact. She began bathing the blonde's clit harder and faster with her tongue as the blonde squirmed with pleasure. Alternating strong tongue-lashings with little bites on the blonde's tasty clit. Suddenly she pushed the blonde's legs further apart and ran her tongue feverishly around the hole her man just came. As she did the blonde's ass started to grind on the sheets of the bed, begging for something to enter her cunt. She thrust her tongue in the blonde's pussy and buried her face between guest's soft lips, her nose touching the blonde's clit, her chin close to the backdoor fuck hole. Her tongue sunk in as deep as she could get it as she devoured his cum out the snatch of the blonde as the blonde thrashed about with pleasure. The blonde's back arched, her toes curled, she threw her hands above her head as she got ready to blow. "OOOOOHHHHH, GGGAAAWWWDD," the blonde screamed as she was on the verge just as she felt her pussy licker stop and put both of hands on her small hips to hold her in place. Suddenly the blonde felt the cold steel of the handcuffs as he bound her hands to the headboard. With the cuffs attached to the headboard, fear replaced the blonde's ecstasy. Little did the blonde know she was about to get fucked three ways from Sunday by the both of them! He tied the blonde's legs to the corners of the bed. The blonde was totally helpless and still had not been allowed to cum. She straddled the blonde's chest and placed the gag in the mouth of their new toy before blindfolding it too. The blonde was now theirs to do with what they wanted to. They each took a leather braided whip and stood naked, on either side of the bed. Eyeing the beautiful breasts of the blonde as they began to whip them hard, the leather biting into the tender tit flesh leaving nasty red stripes on the hard-bodied blonde. "OOOOOOOHHHHH!" the blonde whimpered loudly and muffled with each crack of the whip. Her belly rising in the air as she eagerly awaited each and every hard slap of the leather. Her ass digging deeper in the sheets of the bed as she accepted them. They would have stopped sooner if they hadn't noticed her body and moans in sync with their whippings and her pussy starting to leak her hot, young cum as they delivered every blow. The blonde thrashed violently against her bonds, the cuffs digging into her wrists as she came like she had never came before. All of the blood seemed to drain from her brain and go directly to her pounding clit as every muscle in her body became rigid and spasmed to almost to the point of convulsing. Being deprived of sight and for the most part speech sent her to another world as she was taken to somewhere she had never been, but was always curious about. Sensory deprivation proved too much for the curious blonde. They stopped the whipping after the blonde became motionless. While unconscious, they untied her only to get her in a position to expose her fuck holes. She handcuffed the blonde's hands behind her back as he placed a spreader bar placed between her ankles and they bent her over the back of the hotel wingback chair. When they had the spent blonde into position she turned to him and threw her arms around his neck and gave him a long passionate kiss pressing her naked body hard against his. She looked him in the eyes as she pressed her body against his and slid down him, making his eye contact the whole way, to her knees until her face met her favorite cock and ravenously shoved it in her mouth and down her throat, still watching his eyes. She took his cock in and out of her throat rolling her tongue all over it. She enjoyed every second of the many inches of his big dick her mouth and throat. She simply could never suck his dick often enough. She would suck it all day long if she could. She welcomed the challenge of trying to breathe with his big hard cock deep in her throat. Just as he was about to cum down his girls throat, the blonde began to stir and his girl guided his big hard cock from deep in her throat to the blondes soaked, pink pussy and stuck it in the hot, blonde hole. "AAAAAWWWWW," the blonde barely could cry out as his monster cock filled her pussy again. He was so close and turned on so much that he ravaged the foreign pussy. The blonde's young hole was already tight, but bent over this way over the chair, she was tighter than he could imagine. He grabbed the blonde's ass and pulled her in closer and slammed the blonde against him as he thrust his harder than hell cock in her fuck hole with all his might. Watching him pound their captor made her clit pulsate. She grabbed a lit candle from the nightstand and dripped hot candle wax down the crack of the blonde's tight ass while her man pounded the other hot hole. When the wax hit the crack of the blonde, the blonde's fuckhole clamped down on his rock hard cock as he slammed it deep in the blonde. She grabbed her dildo, lubed it up and sunk it in the blonde's ass as her man drove the pussy like the rental it was. With every violent thrust of his fuck stick the dildo drove deeper into the blonde's ass. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 02 When he was about ready to cum he turned to his girl and she took him down her throat where he dumped his load. After swallowing his injection and lapping up every tasty drop of the juices off of his cock, he grabbed her strap-on out of her bag and placed it on her, fastening it so the nub of it hit her clit just right to give her pleasure too as she did the dirty to their play thing. With his and the blonde's juices in her mouth, she removed the dildo from the bitch's ass and put it in it's pussy as she began ass fucking the blonde. He went in front of the blonde and held her head up and removed her blindfold to look in those blue eyes while she simultaneously fucked the blonde's ass and pussy. He reached into his 'bag o tricks' and pulled out the nipple clamps. He used the tight clamps on the blondes nipples watching them sway from the fucking she was giving the helpless girl. He added fishing weights to stretch the blondes pink nipples painfully. Her perfect, perky tits now hung low with the grey weights added. "AAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW!" the blonde cried in pain as she was getting every nerve in her body hurt and pleasured at the same time. The blondes mascara running down her face from an hour of crying. Her pussy beyond soaked. Her ass was begging for the girl to pound it harder with the strap-on. The blonde was wishing they would stop and wishing they would do it more at the same time. As she fucked the blonde's hot abused holes void of any mercy he moved behind her and pressed himself tight against her ass and began thrusting with her. The blonde cried out at the force of them fucking her in tandem. He reached around and grabbed his girl's tits with both hands in a firm grip. The nub of the strap on and their deviant acts were making her close to squirting all over. He reached down and slid two of his fingers in her welcoming pussy. Her hot box grabbed on as he finger fucked her with the violent passion she loved. As her body tensed up to spew he put his hand on her back and guided her onto the back of the blonde. Her tits smashed against the bitches soft back as a flood erupted out of her and down his arm. She cried out in ecstasy and bit the blondes back so hard she left marks as the blonde cried out in pain. Watching his girl come hard was stirring his cock. They laid the blonde on the floor face down still tied with clamps on her nipples that were twisted painfully under her. He took the chain from the hoist in the ceiling and hooked it to the spreader bar between the blonde's ankles and hit the up button. As the slut started raising she was drug across the floor a short distance grinding the clamps on her nipples with the weights still attached. Once they had the blonde in the right position upside down, he hit the stop button. The bitches face at dick level to him; he uncuffed the blonde and retied the blonde's arms to the hooks in the floor. The blonde was spread eagle inverted, wearing weighted nipple clamps, completely at the deviant couple's mercy. He was rock hard by now. He grabbed the blonde by the head and started brutally face fucking the toy while chewing on her spread pussy lips right under his chin. She whipped the blondes back, ass and legs hard to make her man's experience more thrilling. She saw her man arch his head back, jam his cock down the blondes throat and hold her there thrashing, gagging and choking as he came 'up' the bitches throat. She felt her clit flutter watching him savagely chomp down on the blonde's pussy lips as he flooded the blonde's throat. However, the bitch was going to pay for tasting her man's cum. That was all hers! She walked around to the front of the blonde and bent down to it's tear stained face as she stuck her tongue in the slut's pie hole to taste him. She slapped the blonde across the face before taking the heel of her foot and tapping the weights on it's inverted nips lightly, enjoying watching them sway, knowing how much pain she just caused. When the blonde cried in agony she shoved her pussy at the blondes mouth. "LIICK IT!" she ordered as she grabbed the whip and cracked the slut's fuck holes with it. She felt the vibrations on her pussy as the blonde cried out with that bite of the whip. She moved in close as the blonde ate her hot box to perfection. Her tits pressed tight against the toned stomach of the blonde as she reached around and dug her nails in the bitches muscular ass flesh. She could still smell him on the blonde's pussy. He put the pussy clamps on the blonde one lip at a time. The blonde howled in pain and tried to thrash about as he clamped the sluts sensitive toy box. He gave a good tug of the chain as he stuck two fingers in the blonde's pussy to finish her off and make her cum again. The blonde deserved it; she had worked hard for it. He finger fucked the foreign pussy that had given him and his girl so much pleasure with a vengeance as he reached down to undo her gag. "OOOOOOOOO, YYYEEEZZZZZZ!" the inverted blonde yelled as the gag came out of her mouth and she finally was allowed to cum again while she was still eating out his girl. The vibrations of the blonde yelling and watching him do this to the blonde made her start to squirt. Her hot juices slapped against the blonde's beautiful face before dripping off and hitting the floor. They took the naked blonde down and laid her on the bed to relax. Despite everything they had put her through the blonde still looked very beautiful. She started applying lotion to the blonde's abused skin and rubbing the blondes sore muscle as he put cold wet towels on the blonde's welts to soothe them and rubbed the smeared makeup off her face. After taking a little time to regain her wits, the blonde got up and got dressed. As the blonde went to the door to leave she turned to the female. "I hope it was exactly what you had in mind honey," she said with a wink and turned around and left out the door. Suddenly he got it! She had set this whole thing up to repay him for living out her rape fantasy the night before. He looked at her unsure what to say. "Happy Early Birthday, baby! I hope you enjoyed your stay at The Hotel Ravish" she smiled sweetly and said as she climbed into his lap and kissed him deeper than she had ever kissed anyone. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 03 "OOOOOHHHH GGGGAAAWWWDD," she cried out as she was on all fours and felt the cock she loved the best filling up her more-than-abused-this weekend pussy. Nothing felt better in her than his big, hard perfect dick. She could never get enough of his fucking. She wanted to cum just feeling him enter her. It was not just the size of his monster stiffy that made her feel so good, it was also the fact that he knew her body well and made her feel like a woman inside of as well as outside of the bed. Unfortunately, her "normal" life didn't afford her that luxury very often. In return, she had decided he could do anything to her he wanted as far as fantasies went. All he had to do was ask or initiate it. She trusted him that much and life was too short not to feel this good as often as the situation presented itself. She would never play any of these games with anyone else, hell she would never even tell anyone else she had such hardcore fantasies if her life depended on it. But with him it seemed very easy to be so open, natural almost. She even gave up on wanting to have sex with other men. It was a waste of her time; no one could ever made her feel as good as he did. Not to mention it was not worth the risk of disease or meeting someone crazy. She was attractive, smart, fun, and could probably have anyone she wanted but as much as it fucked her up, she just wasn't interested. She would rather just masturbate and wait for the good stuff. The thought had entered her mind to get a girlfriend to keep her company when he wasn't around though. He even suggested that once. She just wasn't sure yet. But it would be kind of nice to have adult companionship every once in awhile. When they were together they easily got lost in each other both sexually and non-sexually. They could talk about everything and nothing for hours on end. They were both very guarded, very strong personalities, but when together it worked out very well. In bed they were so much in sync and would do just about anything to make the other feel incredible. It turned each of them on immensely to make the other feel good and they both worked hard at it. "OOOOOHHHHH YYYEEEZZZZZ FFFFUUUCK MEEEEEE," she cried out as his rock hard cock sank so deep in her she felt a jolt of nerves shoot to her belly button. His wood violated her wet pussy with a thirst like it hadn't been there several times over the last two days. Her pussy walls screamed with excitement at the feeling of their best friend rushing past them in and out, over and over, stretching them out to perfection. She was pretty sore and a bit swollen from the weekend of marathon fantasy fucking. The soreness, however, made it feel even better. He grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled her in closer as he thrust deeper in her. With every forceful jab of his hard cock her back sloped down and her ass rose up to him seeming to invite him in, begging almost. He reached a hand around and put his index finger in her mouth knowing she would suck on it. When she got it good and wet he removed it and stuck it her ass as he reached around with the other hand and started vigorously rubbing her clit. "OOOOHHHH FFFUUUCCCCKKKK YYYEESSSSSSS!" she cried out as she threw her head back making her long, tangled brunette mane spill across her back Her hips started grinding every which way. Each movement brought a new, yummy feeling that was bringing her very close, very quickly to exploding. "OH BABY," she breathlessly panted out, "DON'T STOP PLLLEEEAAAZZZ I AM GOING TO CUUUMMM ALL OVER YOUR COCK." Suddenly she couldn't move and her feelings of ecstasy were abruptly gone except for a tiny thumping in her clit. . "Oh my God I am having a stroke," she thought to herself in a panic for a second before dispelling that notion. "Where am I and what is wrong with me?" She desperately wondered silently trying to shake of the fuzziness of slumber, her mind and heart racing. She tried to open her eyes only to realize she was blindfolded. She tried to speak but nothing intelligible came out. Something had been placed in her mouth that opened it, stretched it out and was tied to the back of her head. She thought she must be on the end of the bed because her feet were on the floor with her legs spread so far apart she could feel the burn in her inner thighs. She felt something soft against her ankles immobilizing her feet. She felt something stretched tightly over her abdomen keeping her pinned to the mattress. Her arms were stretched tight together above her head in what she knew was handcuffs, but she couldn't budge them. She could only move her fingers. She moved them around enough to feel a chain attached to the cuffs. The more she tried to move her hands around the more the chain pulled on the cuffs hurting her wrists. "What is going on?" she thought, as she awoke fully and realized being fucked doggie style by him was all a very wet dream, as evidenced by the moisture she felt in her cunt. She was a bit embarrassed wondering if she had been yelling out and writhing around like she had been in her dream. It was their last morning together she was obviously it for it again. It was not surprising that she slept through the binding, gagging and blind folding; they had played really hard this weekend. She was exhausted. She was also a little irritated at him. She really wanted to wake to him snuggled up next to her and being sweet because they had to part ways at check out time. "Are you awake finally?" he said with a laugh. Not amused, she nodded her head as she felt something flat but bendable start stroking her. It moved from her neck down her right side, over her rib cage, tickling the side of her waist and then gliding back up to her neck on the same path before moving to the other side. Its touch was light and sensual. It tickled a bit but mostly just woke up every nerve it touched along the way. It felt really good to be touched light like this. "Ok," she thought to herself, "maybe this wasn't a bad way to wake up." Her clit started to tingle again up as it started circling her breasts then outlined her areolas before lightly touching her now erect nipples. Then... CRACK! CRACK! "AAAAWWWWWWWWW" she howled through the gag and jerked as she felt it produce a sharp sting on each nipple. She was totally caught off guard. IT was the riding crop. He guided the crop lightly over each nipple again and took away the pain before running the crop down her cleavage and stomach. Her stomach involuntarily spasmed as the crop touched her gracefully. It stopped just short of her hood. "MMmmmmmmmmm," she groaned as she wished it would continue to her swelling clit. She tried to jump as she felt the crop grazing her inner right thigh moving slowly over the side of her knee and calf to the arch of her foot and back up, ignoring her pussy entirely and then doing the same to the other side. She was on the verge of an orgasm just from the teasing and light touch. Her ass dug into the bed as she felt the urge to feel him inside her. She had to have something inside her right now. "ROOM SERVICE," she heard a voice say as she heard a knock at the door. Her head snapped around to the direction of the door. "Come on in," he said while she listened intently to try to figure out what would happen next as she heard the male voice enter and the clanking of dishes. "NNNOOOOOO!" she screamed out with so much force spit flew out of her gagged mouth. She was spread out like mayonnaise on a sandwich! No one had ever seen her bound and submissive but him. Panic and fear hit her like a semi. She could barely breath. "How could he do this to me?" she thought as she strained against her binds. Anger at him was replacing her panic and fear. He knew damn well she would never do a three way with another man and him. The thought did not turn her on in the least. She could not believe he was going to make her do this. "Where would you like your breakfast, Sir?" Carl from Room Service asked as she heard his voice getting closer. Carl had worked at The Hotel Ravish since it had opened and was quite accustomed to what he may walk into a room seeing. He was not surprised at seeing anything. Once he even delivered two 'House Salads' to a room where a gentleman had two lovely ladies on all fours on the bed, one wrist handcuffed to each other, the outer hand of each lady cuffed to the bed post, the sides of their asses touching against one another. Their beautiful fuck holes waiting for their 'salads'. At The Hotel Ravish a 'House Salad' was oil and dressing on the side, one large whole cucumber and two nice size carrots. Carl had always been an over achiever of sorts. Although he barely stood at five feet ten inches he was almost an athletic legend in high school. He had a young, outgoing personality, but yet managed to maintain an air of professionalism way beyond his years. Carl found this job very entertaining and worked hard to cater to the hotel clients in whichever manner they requested. He was going to really miss it in two years when he graduated from law school. But for now, the hours were great and the money was even better. "Go ahead and put it over there, please." He said as he pointed to the desk and grabbed his wallet to tip the hard working kid. "Thank you Sir. Will there be anything else?" Carl asked. He was really unsure if he should go farther with this, but finally decided to go for it. She would be really mad about this he thought, but he was going to try it, it may be his last chance to ever do this. "I want those," he said pointing to the three sausage links on the plate, "in there!" He said pointing to her scared snatch. "PPPLLLLEEEEEZZZ NNNOOOOO," she tried to exclaim as she violently protested and tried to break the chains that had her securely bound to the bed. She couldn't see what he was doing, but it did not sound good. It sounded like he was asking another man to touch her. The chained cuffs dug deep in her wrists as she tried to escape her perfectly secured bonds. Drool ran down her chin and tears started streaming down her beautiful face. "But I don't want you to touch her. You only touch the sausage and slide it in. Not even a graze on her. Do you understand?" he said totally in control of the situation. When he meant business, it was hard for anyone, male or female, to not pay attention. "I understand fully Sir." Carl replied. It did make her feel a little better to know that he was thinking of her wishes. She was still really scared. Had he lost his mind? Was she only a fuck toy for him? She did say, however, that he could do anything to her. She tried to calm down and relax and trust him. "Go ahead Carl," he said as he saw her relax a bit and her ass lay against the edge of the bed in preparation of the unknown. "All three at once, one time only deal." He said as he watched and lit a cigarette a bit apprehensive about how he would feel seeing a man even close to her. He didn't like the thought of another man being close to her and didn't really know why he was doing this. Testing the both of them in someway maybe. Carl was sensing the tension in the room and kind of wished he wasn't even part of it, but it was his job. He grabbed the three very greasy sausage links between his first two fingers and his thumb and picked them off the platter turning around and letting out a small sigh of determination to do this right for the clients. "OOOOOHHHHHH." She let out at the feeling of the heat against her vulva. "OOOOWWWWWWW AAAHHHH," she screamed through her gag as the hot, greasiness slid easily inside her wide-open gash. It was so hot it felt like it was cooking her insides. She pulled violently on her bounds and had to fight not to pass out as her pussy got used to it. "That is enough, leave them out a little bit. That will be all." He said dismissing Carl. Even though it was all fun and games and it was at his command, it was really hard to see another man so up close and personal to her. He was thinking he would have to apologize later. "Yes Sir," Carl said relieved that he was allowed to leave and also happy that he was able to help out with a client fantasy. "By the way Miss," Carl turned his head to say as he was walking out the door, "You really do look beautiful like that this morning." She didn't know if she should feel proud or violated. "Hang on to those and don't let them slide out of there or I will put them somewhere else after I reheat them in the microwave." He said trying not to chuckle. He locked the door and walked back to the bed to survey his creation before he continued. She was quite the sight. Bound, gagged, blindfolded, pissed, but yet obviously turned on. The silver of her binds against her tanned skin, her body stretched tight, her nipples bulging with excitement and stainless steel, her innie belly button adorned as well, her pierced pussy hood jewelry snuggly up against her bulging clit with three sausage links hanging out of her hot hole. If she weren't so sexy he would have started laughing. He was going to have a good time with this he thought to himself as he pulled up a chair and sat at the end of the bed holding his plate of hot pancakes in one hand and a fork in the other just inches from her shaved, immobile pussy hovering at the very end of the bed. He stuck the fork into the pancake at the top of the stack and placed it on top of her gash. "UUUMMMMM!" she cried out and her head jerked back and sunk into the mattress as she felt the warm hotcake drape over her pubic bone just barely covering her clit like a warm blanket. The warmth on her clit felt wonderful, but the warming of the metal in her hood was like nothing she could have expected. It felt like she was being tickled from the inside out. Those sensations combined with how tight she had to keep her kegel muscles as to not release the invading breakfast food almost made her cum immediately. "Do you like that?" he asked in a lower than usual voice. He was using his 'calm and in control' voice which turned her on so much. It sang of self-confidence. She nodded. "One minute." He said as she heard him scoot the chair back and heard his feet walk across the room. She heard a click and two beeps several seconds later. "Oh, shit" she thought to herself, "the microwave!" Her body tensed up and pulled against her restraints as she heard him sit back down and move close to her. She knew what was coming next and tried to brace herself. "AAAAAAAWWWWWWHHHHHH FFFUUUUCCCKKK!" she screamed through the gag as the hot syrup dripped off of the pancake and down her pussy lips. The hot stickiness seemed to take forever to roll down over her fuck hole and its contents, to the sensitive skin between her holes before finally stopping as it seared her 'back door'. "I want you to see this," he said as he stood up and removed her blindfold and gag. She craned her head up as far as her binds let her to see him sit back down and pick up a fork and butter knife. "Just lay back and enjoy it. But don't release the sausages." He said as she lay her head back down as she felt the tines of the fork softly but firmly on her pubic bone as the knife slid gently across twice in an almost crisscross pattern. He ate what he had just cut up and she felt the same softness of the fork on her right pussy lip and the knife touching her so lightly as it cut another bite of his breakfast. It was so fucking erotic the only way she could stop from blowing the sausages out of her pussy with a flood of cum was knowing that this was a fantasy of his. She truly did not know how long she could take this. She had no clue this could be so hot. She felt so warm down there and all of the odd new sensations were blowing her mind. He repeated the same on her left pussy lip when she realized that he was tormenting her and working his way slowly to her clit. She craned her neck up again to see him watching her intently. He was such a visual person. He liked to see everything very pretty and erotic to enhance his experience. "OOOOOHHHH." she let out as she felt the fork tenderly go through the pancake covering her clit. She had never felt anything like that on her clit. The tines of the fork touched it securely but gently. He seemed to know her genitalia perfectly as he cut the pancake with the knife carefully grazing each side of her clit. "OoooHHHH YYEEESSS," she squealed as she felt the knife outline her clit. The teeth of the knife rubbing lightly along her clit felt so good. "Do you like that?" he asked as he kept eating and cutting up more pancake. Moving the hotcake up to cover her clit before repeating more of the same, dabbing each bite in the syrup that covered her pussy. He wanted to stick his now rock hard member into her so bad right now but he was caught up in the moment and could tell she was really getting off on this. "Baby, I need to cum." She panted. "I can't hold it any longer." He put the last of the cake over her clit and held down her engorged clit with a little more force of the fork as he ran the knife along the sides her clit guiding her through her orgasm. Her body rose and fell with each wave as he pushed the fork a bit harder into her clit and outlined her clit with the butter knife, picking up speed and pressure. Her toes curled up tight and she grabbed the chain attached to her cuffs. "OOOOOO, OOOOOOOOHHHHH!" she yelled as she felt a huge wave of orgasm take over her entire body as he pulled out the sausages she had held in her pussy like a trooper and put his index finger over the serrated edge of the butter knife and sunk it and his finger deep inside her. "OOOOOOHHHHHH! FUCK! YES! OOOOOOOO!" she screamed as she came into convulsions as he slid his finger and the knife up by her pubic bone to hit her G-spot and wiggled them around violently but carefully as to not let his finger off the knife. No one else had even ever been able to bring her close to 'being a jumping bean' but he seemed to easily. He knew all the right spots and how to touch them. It just felt so damn good. He removed his finger and the utensil from her as she fell limp and closed her eyes. Her metal infested chest heaved while she lay silent except for the sounds of her trying to catch her breath. "Are you OK?" he giggled and asked thinking he had crossed a line. "Yyeeaahhhh," she breathlessly let out "I think so." He moved quickly to undo her binds and rub her wrists, thighs and ankles. As he did she curled every limb up to her body and stretched them back out. "Ooooo that feels better," she said when fully released before putting her arms around his neck and pulling his face in close to her. "Please don't ever do that to me again. No other men involved," she stammered. "It ended very well but I just can't do..." "It is alright, I won't, I promise, never again." He said as he kissed her forehead. They only had five hours before check out so they had to make the most of every minute. He lay down in his boxers next to her naked stickiness and pulled her in to him as close as they could get. All of her anger disappeared as she drifted off in his arms and enjoyed the feeling of safety for the last few hours before heading back to the 'real world.' Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 04 She woke up and groggily peeked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. "Oh, shit," she exclaimed realizing check out time was in a half an hour. She rolled over only to find the other side of the bed empty. She got out of bed and padded out to the sitting room where she found him smoking and watching a national news channel on the television. "Morning again," she said as she leaned down and kissed him before sitting beside him on the sofa. "Why did you let me sleep so long? We have to leave soon." "You just looked so content I couldn't bring myself to wake you," he said as he put his hand on her knee. "You're a mess," he said with a giggle as he looked down at her crotch. The maple syrup from earlier had adhered to her and was now a crusty mess. "Yeah, thanks to you," she said teasingly as she elbowed him playfully and put a throw pillow over her lap to cover up. "So, when is your deadline again?" he asked. "Five more days, but I don't need them this time. My story is almost complete, just a little more tweaking to do. Why?" she said with curiosity. "Well, it looks like a big storm will be hitting my town tomorrow...and I can't work in the rain...so I thought..." "That we can stay another day?" she interrupted, her eyes grew huge and started to sparkle. "That's what I was thinking. But it is really going to cost you. Are you in?" he said knowing he didn't really need to ask. She was always up for anything. "Well, duh?" she mocked as she elbowed him again. Her excitement could not be concealed even if she tried. "Then go get cleaned up and put on the clothes I have set out for you on the sink. I got them out of your bag while you were napping." He playfully ordered, for now. She jumped up off the sofa and almost skipped to the bathroom. It was probably the quickest shower of her life. She hurried getting dressed and did her hair and make up in record time. She took one last check in the mirror and a deep breath to calm down before sauntering out slow and sexy, eager to take whatever punishment awaited her. "Lay down on the table on your back," he said gesturing to the coffee table in the sitting room area of his suite. He intently watched as her long leg stretched across the table as she straddled the table before lying down in full compliance. She was excited, yet nervous not knowing what she was getting herself into, but she was sure that she was going to end up enjoying it. She felt his big strong hands under her arms as he pulled her towards him and her neck rested on the edge of the table, her head tilted back over the edge, her long brown hair hitting the floor. Her arms were placed over the edges of the table, bent at the elbows so that her wrists were under the table and behind her back, a small length of chain connecting the wrist cuffs together. Her legs bent at the knee and on either side of the table, ankles tied to the table legs, spreading her wide open with all her most tender flesh completely exposed. The image of her bound like this was sure to be burned in his memory forever. He had thought about this fantasy for a long time, sometimes he even went to sleep thinking about this moment. Her nipples were poking out of her peek-a-boo bra, the stainless embedded in them glistened in the afternoon sunlight that shined in through the window, her tanned stomach accentuated by the black garter belt that was hooked on to the black stockings that hugged her thighs like they were a part of her, running down her legs to her sexy "fuck me" high heels that strapped around her ankles, arched her feet to the point of pain and looked so hot he felt his dick twitch at seeing them on her. Her soft, shaved gash was spread open so wide and so inviting. The metal down there punctuating the pinkness of the pussy that was all his to do with what he pleased when he pleased. He stood above her at her head, bent over her and reached down between her legs. Feeling how wet she already was made his cock swell. "OooHHHHHHHH," she gasped and jerked as it felt like a current ran from her pussy to deep in her stomach as his strong hands touched her clit. "Uuuuuummmmm," she groaned as he began rubbing her clit with firm pressure, grinding into her pubic bone. Her clit being thrust against her piercing made her very close to cumming already. As the pleasure built her head moved from side to side on the edge of the table, her hair swaying. He reached across her with his other hand and sunk two fingers deep in her wet cunt. "OOOOOOHHHHHH GGGGGAAAAADDDDD YYYYEESSS," she screamed out "OOOOHHH FUCK ME HARD BABY!" He was fucking her so hard with his fingers her forehead slammed against his thigh every time he jabbed them in her. Watching her pant and try to writhe around made his cock rock hard. He decided it best not to let her cum yet. He knew she was getting very, very close. He needed her hot, frustrated and begging for what was to come. He withdrew his fingers and took his other hand off her clit and slid both of them over her stomach to her full tits and cupped them in his rough hands and began to rub them. "If you are good and do what you are told I will make you cum later so hard you will see God," he said noticing the disappointed look on her face. "Oh, and if you beg well enough." He added as he noticed her expression changed a bit from disappointment to determination. That was just what he was hoping for. It did feel good to have his hands playing with her tits, the metal in them sliding back and fourth under her nipples made them even harder and a sent a message to her pussy reminding her how bad that she needed to be fucked. Her clit start to tingle again as his hands moved from her tits to her neck and briefly grab her hard around the throat. There was something very sexy about him putting his hands around her throat that turned her on like nothing else. Maybe it was feeling his power, maybe it was feeling helpless. She didn't care or know but made her pussy wetter instantly. He moved his hands from her neck across her face so lightly working his way to her long mane hanging off the edge of the coffee table. Strands of her hair draped across his hands slipping between his fingers. Her hair was so soft and long and felt like satin in his calloused, hard working hands as he stroked it. He grabbed a handful of hair at the base of her scalp and pulled hard, He jerked her head over to his face and looked into her eyes then kissed her deeply. "Your are mine now, I have you just where I want you," he growled in her ear as he jerked her hair hard and got into the zone he needed to be in carry this out to the max. Her heart fluttered and her clit felt like it jumped hearing him talk this way. She loved it when he was in charge 'in he bedroom' She couldn't explain it but she almost needed it as much as she needed air to survive. He wrapped a bungee cord tight around her hair creating a ponytail and secured the hooks to the table legs making her head immobile and stretching her mouth and throat open. He stripped to nakedness, just inches from her face, as she watched from her bound, upside down view. The sight of his strong biceps and chest, his big, hard cock and his great ass sent a wave of desire over her. He bent down and grabbed something out of his bag and brought it to her chest. "OOOOHHHH," she said as the clothespin bit down firmly on the soft, sensitive flesh of her right tit. The initial hurt was intense but it immediately faded as he kissed her upside down and she secretly hoped he was going to add more to increase the pain. She didn't have to wait long. The clothespins came fast and hard. Each one taking a toll on her now tender breasts and making her beg for more at the same time. He placed each one next to the other creating a circle of them around each nipple. The looked like tittie daisies. She was pretty sure she was not right, needing this to get her off, but it felt so damn good and made her so turned on that she couldn't resist. Besides, she knew that by enduring the tortures that he inflicted, she was turning him on immensely. The outside world did not exist for her at this moment. The only thing that mattered was feeling good with him. She was panting now from the pain of the chest full of clothespins and with each breath her chest heaved making the clothespins move, bite and twist her tit flesh. He walked around the table to survey his prey, stalking her almost, before he moved in for the kill. It turned him on to see her take all of this and want for more. She was one hot, kick ass, crazy bitch. "OOOOOOOO, YYYYEEESS." She howled as she felt the pussy clamps chomp down on her pussy lips with expert precision. She jumped and felt a flood escape her pussy as he stood over her hot, wet gash and licked the sensitive skin on her pussy that her piercing was buried in. Her pleasure was short lived however, as he attached a weight to the chains on each of the pussy clamps and flicked them off either side of the table with his thumb and middle finger. "OOOOOOOWWWWWW SHIT," she yelled as the momentum of the weights came to a screeching halt in mid air and hung there causing the clamps to bite and pull her pussy lips apart painfully. He grabbed the riding crop and laid it down in her cleavage with the handle pointing toward her head as he moved into position. He knelt down on his knees and brought his steel hard member to her lips. He ran the head of his hard cock over her full lips. Her tongue jutted out of her mouth instinctively and bathed it in her saliva. Suddenly he ran his hands lightly over the tops of the clothespins to make them inflict severe pain and rammed his enormous cock in her mouth and down her throat as she was about to scream. His cock slammed in to the back of her throat and she started to gag. The force made her body move just enough to make the weight start to sway, the clamps twisting and pulling at her pussy in sheer torture. He thrust his fuck stick violently in and out of her throat as she gagged and gasped for air. Holding his cock deep in her throat he picked up the riding crop and grazed it over the pins making them wave back and fourth before striking each of her inner thighs hard. CRACK! CRACK! "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!" She tried to scream. The vibrations of her vocal cords sent a feeling over his cock that made him want more. He picked up speed and fucked her face harder and faster as he batted the weights with the crop, hit the pins again, and cracked her clit with two hard, quick licks. CRACK! CRACK! "OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!" she exclaimed inaudibly as tears started streaming down her face. The pain was excruciating yet somehow made her feel alive. CRACK! CRACK! This time directly on the soft flesh of her inner pussy lips. "AAAAAAAWWWWW," she let out. She felt like she was ripping into a million pieces from all of the torment. She loved it. He could feel a monumental explosion coming on as he fucked her face as hard as he could, his engorged balls slamming against her nose, her tongue running all over his cock as it violated her mouth and throat. Her hot body glistened with sweat as she heaved trying to breathe and squirmed with equal amounts of pain and pleasure, tears still streaming down her face. CRACK! CRACK! He sent two more licks to her pussy this time hitting her leaking fuck hole before he dropped the crop and grabbed her around the throat with both hands and thrust his throbbing cock so far in her mouth he couldn't see the base of it. "RRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH," he let out as his body tensed up and he came so hard and in such quantity down her throat it probably shot directly to her stomach. He pulled his dick out of her throat just far enough that she could breath through her nose, leaving it in her mouth to milk out every last drop of cum. She heard her vibrator start up, then in a mixture of pain and pleasure, felt vibrations on the clamps that were pinching and pulling at her pussy lips. He rubbed it slowly up and down her gash finally resting it against her clit, the feeling, enhanced by the steel in her piercing, had her moaning with pleasure immediately. With his cock still in her mouth, and one hand busy pleasuring his well deserving sub, he used the other hand to start removing clothespins. The intense pain upon their release as the feeling returned to each tiny spot was worse than their initial application. She whimpered and tried to cry out, gagged by his dick, as they were removed one by one, causing great feelings for him. With the vibes on her clit, and the pain in her tits, she was getting closer and closer. He sensed this and ordered her not to cum without permission. She was still holding back as the last clothespin was removed. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and walked around the table all the while keeping the vibrator on her clit and piercing. Making sure to get the weights swinging before sticking three fingers of his free hand into her soaking wet pussy. "Pllleeeeezzzz may I ccuuummmm?" the poor girl said begging to be allowed to release her primal feelings. "Yes, you may." Finally he gave the permission she so desperately needed. In her immobile, helpless position, tits aching, vibrations searing through her clit, and his relentless finger fucking, she came hard, her juices flowed out around his fingers as she bucked wildly in her out stretched position. After multiple orgasms, when he felt she was about done, he removed the clamps. The incredible pain in her pussy lips sent her over the edge again. "AAAAAWWWWWW GGGGAAAAADDDD," she howled as he kept up his work on her pussy as she begged him to stop claiming she couldn't take any more. After an eternity of forced orgasms he finally let up. She was done; she was panting, sweating, and grateful. She was still trying to catch her breath as he bent down, lifted up her head gently and kissed her deep. "That," she panted. "Was unbelievable. Thank you. I trust you enjoyed it too?" "Absolutely," he said quickly as he reached under the table to undo her binds. "Can you leave them please?" she stammered. "What? Why?" he asked incredulously. "I just want to lay here for awhile and compose myself and enjoy this feeling," she said softly. "In fact, can you please go down to the lounge and order us a couple of cheeseburger baskets and have a beer or two and wait for them. I am starving!" "Are you sure?" he asked unsure of what to say. "Positive baby." She said raising her head up and smiling big at him. He got dressed and grabbed the key card and headed for the door. He felt a little uneasy leaving her like this even though it was her idea. "Still sure?" he called out as a last attempt to let her change her mind. "Yes, just please don't be too long." She said, her breathing returning to normal. He opened the door and put the "Do Not Disturb" tag on the outside handle before turning back and looking at her. She looked incredibly beautiful, sexy, and peaceful lying still, relaxing in her afterglow still bound in his scene. He shut the door softly, smiled to himself and felt like the luckiest man in the world. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 05 He returned to his suite to find her sound asleep, still bound and exposed. He woke her and released her arms and head so she could sit up and eat, leaving her legs and pussy lips spread nicely over the table. She was by the way going to need all the nourishment and liquids she could get for their last day together as he had every intention of keeping his beautiful slave very busy. She devoured her lunch as he got to work on his evil plan of continual torment and ecstasy. When she was done with lunch he untied her ankles, led her to the massage table he had sent up special, laid her out gently and rubbed her sore muscles lovingly, knowing she had just put out more of herself then ever before His tender touch sent chills up and down her spine. "mmmmmmmmmm," she softly let out as goose bumps covered her smooth skin. All of the tension and soreness seemed to flow out of her body. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so relaxed. He coaxed her up and moved her over to the 'floor to ceiling' window overlooking the courtyard. He placed her standing in front of the window, her tits pressed firmly up against the glass. He hooked a chain to her wrist cuffs, raised her arms up above her head and tightly secured each to eyelet bolts on either side of the drapery rod. She could see a few people wandering around the courtyard, occasionally looking up at her. Apprehension and modesty filled her. "Is he really going to do this in front of these people," She wondered, half angry and half excited. He wrapped ankle cuffs around her leg above the strap of her sexy high heels before putting the spreader bar between them stretching her long legs far apart. He then chained them to more bolts near the baseboard of the wall. See could see a small crowd gathering in the courtyard, watching intently up at her as she was put into position. "Please no, not in front of all of these people," she begged, her voice wavering a bit. "I can fix that," he said as he slipped the blindfold over her eyes and inserted the ball gag into her mouth. Scared, she tensed up and tried to pull against her binds in protest. "I told you it was going to cost you," he growled. "Don't worry, they won't recognize you," his voice softening a bit. He stepped back to take a look at her. She was spread eagle standing. The sun shining in the window made her silky, tan skin glow. Her long legs supported by the shoes of a vixen and capped off by the lace of her stockings a few inches from her ass. The tan lines in the shape of her thong pronounced on her ass that seemed to be begging for punishment. Her long brown hair spilling down her back as her muscles strained against her restraints. The gag filling up her mouth and the blindfold made her feel helpless. "FUCKING SEXY," he thought to himself. She could only imagine with fear how many people were watching and getting ready to enjoy the show to come He, however, could see the voyeurs starting to settle on the lawn and patio furniture to watch. This was 'The Hotel Ravish' and it was not unusual for this type of thing to happen. Everyone was there for a common reason, to feel good and have new experiences. Not to judge. He moved her long hair around to the front of her and she felt a large amount of cold thick liquid hit her back. She felt it slide down her back as she felt him start to spread the liquid on her back, his strong hands applying pressure as he did, relaxing her sore muscles and warming up the feeling of the liquid on her skin. He moved the liquid up to her shoulders, down her back, over her ass to the top of her stockings, being all so gentle. He applied more liquid and his exquisite touch to her arms, neck, and sides of her rib cage. She was starting to get a moist feeling between her legs as his hands slipped all over her bound body. The liquid didn't seem to soak into her skin and dry. It stayed wet and slippery. She wasn't sure what is was. Lube maybe, vegetable oil maybe. She jumped as she felt the initial coldness of the mystery liquid hit the top of the crack of her ass. He moved to the side of her, put his hand at the top of her ass crack and "chased" the liquid down her crack, over her backdoor, up to her front door, and then up to her clit. "Uuuuummmm," she groaned, as she felt so manhandled and pleasured. He turned her head to his and kissed her very deeply as he sunk two fingers in her pussy and his thumb in her ass, wiggling them around crazily to not only give her a brief moment of pleasure, but to also lubricate both of her hot holes. Her knees buckled it felt so good. He withdrew his digits, and stepped away. The room got very quiet for a few seconds, witch seemed like hours. "Where did he go?" she wondered, as she was so very hot. She heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and smiled to herself, as she was sure he was going to stick his perfect cock in one of her holes. His choice, she didn't care, she just wanted to feel him deep in her. She got wetter at the thought. CRACK! CRACK! "NNNNNUUHHHH," she let out a gagged scream as his belt blasted the back of both her ass cheeks. If she hadn't been held up by her binds she would have collapsed. She didn't see that one coming. CRACK! CRACK! "AAAAAWWWWW," she cried as his belt seared the small of her back. The liquid on her skin made the licks of her punishment sting much worse than they should have been. Her ass was throbbing and the small of her back was on fire, yet she still wanted more. She couldn't see and that terrified her but secretly she was happy he made her do it. It intensified the sensations so much. CRACK! CRACK! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she let out in pain and pleasure as she was brought to the point that she could enjoy both at the same time as the belt came cracking down on the middle of her back. A small stream of her juices slipped out of her pussy. Her hard nipples smashed up against the glass seemed to bake in the sunlight beating in on them, the metal in them warming them from the insides too. She's in a zone. And he could sense it. They had discussed before about her taking a hard whipping, but until she saw some videos on the web of some other women volunteering for such a thing, she thought he was full of shit. After seeing the vids she thought she could take it if others could, not one to be out done in anything. The both of them knowing that she has never used her 'safe word'; they both considered it a challenge. He explained to her that he would start with the usual riding crop then move on to a special "slave whip" he had bought on his last trip to Mexico. It was four feet long tip to tale, braided leather the first two and a half feet, the last eighteen inches one solid strip of leather one inch wide. She had insisted this was the time and wanted to try it before they left. He agreed, This is what he's been waiting for. "Keep your nipples against the glass, your back arched, and your ass out," he ordered. He smiled as she complied immediately. As promised he started with the riding crop, at the top of her killer high heels she started to be smacked lightly up one leg and down the other. "MMMMMmmmmmm," she groaned as her pussy began to get wet with pleasure again. Then on her ass, it was soft enough at first, but after a few warm up strokes he lit into her hard. SMACK! Every stroke documented by the perfect red welts left behind. SMACK! Her ass, the inside of her legs, her back; nothing was safe. One particular stroke landed on the side of her right tit, the part that wasn't pressed against the window. This made her lean back and stretch against her bonds, taking her nipples off the glass. Of course he took advantage of this and squarely landed the end of the crop right on her nipple. "AAAAWWWW," she howled as she remembered, ' keep your nipples against the window'. As she pressed against the glass again she felt the hot glass against her sore nipple. Lesson learned? He continued to slap the riding crop about her exposed flesh, harder and harder but she would not flinch again. She took it all, back, legs, ass, even the sides of her tits, she wasn't going to pull off the window again. He knew it was time to move on. Although 'putting on a show' was never his intention, he smiled to himself as he caught a glimpse of a few of the spectators. One couple was kissing and groping each other in between stealing peeks. A few girls had their hand down their shorts, the material of the crotch moving to a slow rhythm. One particular very hot blonde, the very one they had in their room he noticed, sat in a patio chair, her legs spread over the arms of the chair. Her bikini bottoms slid to the side to expose her, a red headed girl happily munching the blonde snatch as the blonde watched the window intently. He asked her how she was doing, did she think she could take more. "Of course, " she almost dared him in a gagged voice. He got out the 'Slave Whip' and started directly on her ass. "FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKK!" She tried to scream; it felt like she had just been sliced in two. He had never inflected such pain on her before. He whipped her ass, the inside and outside of her legs, and her back more than thoroughly, his cock getting harder with each welt he inflicted. After maybe fifteen or twenty strokes he got the one he wanted. While jerking around writhing in the pain of her whipping she accidentally pulled off the window again giving him the opportunity to lay the leather strap across her other nipple, the rest of the smack landed to the under side of her opposite breast. "AAAAAWWWWW," escaped her as she immediately she remembered to keep her pierced nipples up against the glass for all to see. The whipping continued unmercifully until her back, ass, and legs were covered with red stripes. Try as he might he could not get her to muffle the one word that would make him stop. She knew all she had to do was utter one simple word to make this entire torture stop. She just couldn't do it. In a weird, twisted was it was turning her on so much and, well, she just wasn't one to give in and accept defeat. More importantly, she was not going to stop his fun because she was uncomfortable. She knew it was temporary, he wouldn't do any permanent damage, and the return would be insurmountable. Besides, she really got off for the next few days after he was gone if she could 'feel' exactly where he had been on her. She soon felt some thing enter her pussy and fill her up nicely. It wasn't him though. Then she heard the clank of metal against metal between her legs. He had put something in her that he had secured to her spreader bar. It felt so good to be entered. Then it started up. She could tell it was not one of hers. But it felt good. Suddenly she felt the slow vibrations in her paralyzed pussy as she felt the marble enter her ass. "The anal beads," she thought to her self, "Thankfully!" This way all her holes were filled. She could feel him breathing against her ass as he placed each bead carefully in her, turning up the speed on his "vibrator on a stick" implanted in her pussy. Her ass tried to grind his fingers as he place each bead. He knew he had her just where he wanted her. With the beads all snuggly in her ass, the "rip cord" hanging out, he grabbed the whip again. He watched her for the moment while she slowly worked herself on the vibrating fuck stick impaling her. He started light with the whip on her back and ass. As she intensified her fucking, he intensified her whipping. She worked up and down and swiveled her hips as much as her binds would allow, he took advantage of and part of her that was exposed and whipped in rhythm to her hips. He stopped the whipping and started work on her next endeavor. He got out this electoral contraption he had custom made, just a small box with four wires with alligator clips on the ends and two dials on it. One dial controlled which of the electrodes held the current including one setting for random. The other dial controlled how much current ran out of the wires. The first he connected to the vibrator, the next two he clamped to her nipple piercings, and the fourth to the stainless steel in her clit hood. All she could feel was the extra weight of the alligator clips and wires hanging from her piercing. She really had no idea what was about to come. Suddenly her body jerked violently, her head slammed back and she started to drool as she felt intense pain in her pussy. She realized it was an electric vibrator and he had just hit the juice! Her body tensed up and then relaxed with his control of the current. She could feel reality, as she knew it slipping away. Her mind and body were becoming one with this game. ZAP! Her clit! "NNNNNNGGGHHHHHHH!" she had never felt this before. ZAP! ZAP! Her nipples! Her breath escaped her! ZAP! Inside her pussy! She couldn't speak! After an initial testing on medium high, he set the dial on random. Slowly turning up the juice till she cried out through her gag and pulled violently at her chains. "AAAAAWWWW," she cried out. He held it there until she grew accustom to it and started grinding and moaning, enjoying it. He turned it up more, repeating the process over and over. "YYYYYEEEESSSSS UUUUMMMMM AAAAWWWW," she screamed, the veins on the side of her neck bulging as she strained to be free from the forced cum that was building. She was reluctantly close. The current was going to make her cum. He stepped to the side of her again and rubbed her clit violently and turned up the juice again. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! Her body went rigid, Tears streamed down her face, salvia seeped out of her gag, and she was on the verge of the biggest orgasm of her life. There was not one body part she could control; she was totally at his mercy. At this point she could not even make sense of a single thought she had. She was all his at the moment, mind body and soul. He hit the button on high and ravaged her bulging clit with his fore and index fingers. When she stared to cum, he pulled the "rip cord" releasing the beads from her ass. Her head jerked back as she fell over the edge to a place she had never been before. Her body pulling against her binds involuntarily, her mind incapable of thinking. She could feel every heartbeat in her clit as the damn broke and a river of cum escaped her right before she collapsed. He hit the off button and took a deep breath. He checked to make sure she was breathing and safe. Just a little sensory overload he surmised. Maybe it was not the right thing to do, but he decided to turn it back on low voltage. Her body involuntarily started moving, fucking her invader and making her tits rubagainst the window. He decided to go outside to the courtyard and get an idea of what view the crowd, now near orgy status, had gotten. He lit a cigarette, grabbed a cold beer and the key card and walked down to the courtyard. When he reached the courtyard, he couldn't believe the impact their playing had on the fellow pervs that had gathered to watch. A few male/female couples were engaged in full fellatio, a few girl/girl couples were licking and groping each other, but what caught his eye were the four hot girls pleasuring themselves, almost in unison, in a row of chase lounges. They all wore bikinis and had been sunning themselves by the pool when they we enthralled by the activity in the window. Their eyes seemed to brighten a bit and they all smiled at him when he approached, but they did not stop touching themselves. He turned towards the window of his suite to try to appreciate their vantage point. There she was pressed up against the widow. Her tits smashed against the glass, spread eagle, her blindfold and her gag making her beautiful face unrecognizable. Her thigh highs stretched so far up her long tan legs and her muscles stretching, fighting the gravity her condition was forcing. Her long brown hair strewn about her face and body as she was in her ecstasy induced state of semi consciousness. She looked so fucking sexy. He wasn't sure if it was because she was or because she had totally given herself to him and trusted him one hundred percent with her well being. Maybe both. "She looks like she could use the help of girlfriends pretty soon," the hot blonde from before piped up, never missing a beat on her clit under her swimsuit bottoms. "Yeah, she might just need that," he said as he was snapped back to reality and took a drag off his cigarette. "What do you think girls?" she asked the other three who were grinding their clits just a feverishly. They all looked at each other, "Lets do it," the red head exclaimed. "Well ok then," he giggled. "Lets do it." He said as he put his cigarette out, slamming the rest of his beer and feeling his dick twitch. The five of them went up to his suite, the girls laughing and playing grab ass with each other the whole way, until they entered the suite. Almost like a MASH unit they took over the care of 'the patient' as soon as their bare feet hit the carpet of the suite. He worked quickly to remove the electrified fuck toy and her binds. He carried her spent, sweaty, limp body to the massage table and gently laid her down and stepped back to let the girls nurse her 'back to health'. The girls removed her shoes and what little clothing she had on. "Do you have any lotion?" one of them asked him. He handed them a tube of her favorite and sat down in the wing back chair, partly to enjoy this, partly because he felt in the way. The sight of her on the table naked, semiconscious and being nursed back to health by four hot, caring, bikini clad babes made him have to take his big cock out of his jeans and stroke it a bit. The girls stood at the four corners of her. Two slathered her feet in lotion and began rubbing. The other two lotioned up her hands and starting rubbing her fingers, hands and arms. She started to stir with all of the touching. Her eyes fluttered opened a bit and she saw four very attractive girls touching her. She was still very groggy and disoriented; she had never passed out before and didn't know what to make of it. Her body was so sore and this felt really great. Her mind, however, was a foggy mess. He noticed she was waking and not complaining about what was going on so he decided to let it ride and see what happened as he stroked himself slowly, he could cum very easily watching this if he let himself, but he needed to save it until the time was just right. The girls seemed to be making their way, massaging her, to a central point. "Ohhhhhhh," she gasped as two of them lotion up her tits while the other two had made it to her inner thighs. Their hands slipping across her body, digging into every sore muscle. "Get her a glass of water," the blonde said, apparently in charge. One of the other girls did quickly as the other two helped her lift her head up to sip it. "Thank you," she whispered as they lay her head back down and continued to bring her out of her cloudiness and closer to feeling like herself. He slowed his stroke way down; he was ready to blow his wad on the five of them like it was a fire hose. "Not time yet," he thought to himself. The four girls' hands rubbed her until they met at her stomach and stopped completely. One girl leaned over the table, gently spread the abused girls legs and so ever softly began licking her clit. Two girls each claimed a tit and started working their tongue softly all over her breasts and piercing. The other girl moved to her face and put her soft lips to her soft lips and ran her tongue inside her mouth. She kissed her back softly. "Where is he?" she wondered to herself and raised her head a bit to survey the room while the girl at her lips continued to softly tongue her. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 05 She spotted him in the chair across the room enjoying the show...and himself. She smiled and pointed a weak finger at him and motioned for him to come to her. He smiled back and happily got up and stood at her side, still slowly stroking his member. "Ooooohhhhh," she said close to cumming again at the feeling of the girl treating her clit so nice. "Cum with me and all over me baby," she said as she reached up with her hand to find his. He grabbed her hand with his free hand and watched the four girls bring her close before picking up his stroke. "Aaaaaaawwwwwww," she cried out in ecstasy and squeezed his hand, he squeezed back and exploded on her tits and face while she blessed the mouth of the blonde with her juices. The room stood quiet for a moment before the blonde licked her lips and broke the silence, "Girls, I think our work here is done." The lead blonde started walking to the door as her disciples followed on her heels, giggling and sophomoric all the way. "You two are the kind of people that make 'The Hotel Ravish' so much fun," the blonde called out as she walked out the door on to their next adventure and grabbed the red head's ass. Finally alone again, he looked into her eyes and felt a new respect for her come over him. She had been to hell and back and could still look beautiful lying there with nothing but contentment in her eyes. He bent down and kissed her deep and stroked her soft hair. "Lets go relax for awhile," he whispered in her ear as he grabbed her hand, helping her up carefully. She steadied herself and let him lead her to the couch in the sitting room, holding her hand all the way. He took off his clothes and lay down on the couch on his side and lightly tugged on her hand to lie down too. She climbed in next to him, 'spooning', feeling his warm nakedness against all the welts of her tormented body. She snuggled in as close as she possibly could get, needing to feel close to him. He pulled a blanket over the both of them and put his big, strong left arm around her and brought her in even closer. She felt very proud of herself for withstanding so much so they could have this fantasy. She had really enjoyed it too, to her surprise. There was something very sexy about letting go and trusting someone that much. She relaxed totally and melted into his body as they became so relaxed their breaths came in unison. "Nothing can hurt me as long as I am here," she thought to herself as his strong arms protected her from the world before they drifted off to sleep. He returned to his suite to find her sound asleep, still bound and exposed. He woke her and released her arms and head so she could sit up and eat, leaving her legs and pussy lips spread nicely over the table. She was by the way going to need all the nourishment and liquids she could get for their last day together as he had every intention of keeping his beautiful slave very busy. She devoured her lunch as he got to work on his evil plan of continual torment and ecstasy. When she was done with lunch he untied her ankles, led her to the massage table he had sent up special, laid her out gently and rubbed her sore muscles lovingly, knowing she had just put out more of herself then ever before His tender touch sent chills up and down her spine. "mmmmmmmmmm," she softly let out as goose bumps covered her smooth skin. All of the tension and soreness seemed to flow out of her body. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so relaxed. He coaxed her up and moved her over to the 'floor to ceiling' window overlooking the courtyard. He placed her standing in front of the window, her tits pressed firmly up against the glass. He hooked a chain to her wrist cuffs, raised her arms up above her head and tightly secured each to eyelet bolts on either side of the drapery rod. She could see a few people wandering around the courtyard, occasionally looking up at her. Apprehension and modesty filled her. "Is he really going to do this in front of these people," She wondered, half angry and half excited. He wrapped ankle cuffs around her leg above the strap of her sexy high heels before putting the spreader bar between them stretching her long legs far apart. He then chained them to more bolts near the baseboard of the wall. See could see a small crowd gathering in the courtyard, watching intently up at her as she was put into position. "Please no, not in front of all of these people," she begged, her voice wavering a bit. "I can fix that," he said as he slipped the blindfold over her eyes and inserted the ball gag into her mouth. Scared, she tensed up and tried to pull against her binds in protest. "I told you it was going to cost you," he growled. "Don't worry, they won't recognize you," his voice softening a bit. He stepped back to take a look at her. She was spread eagle standing. The sun shining in the window made her silky, tan skin glow. Her long legs supported by the shoes of a vixen and capped off by the lace of her stockings a few inches from her ass. The tan lines in the shape of her thong pronounced on her ass that seemed to be begging for punishment. Her long brown hair spilling down her back as her muscles strained against her restraints. The gag filling up her mouth and the blindfold made her feel helpless. "FUCKING SEXY," he thought to himself. She could only imagine with fear how many people were watching and getting ready to enjoy the show to come He, however, could see the voyeurs starting to settle on the lawn and patio furniture to watch. This was 'The Hotel Ravish' and it was not unusual for this type of thing to happen. Everyone was there for a common reason, to feel good and have new experiences. Not to judge. He moved her long hair around to the front of her and she felt a large amount of cold thick liquid hit her back. She felt it slide down her back as she felt him start to spread the liquid on her back, his strong hands applying pressure as he did, relaxing her sore muscles and warming up the feeling of the liquid on her skin. He moved the liquid up to her shoulders, down her back, over her ass to the top of her stockings, being all so gentle. He applied more liquid and his exquisite touch to her arms, neck, and sides of her rib cage. She was starting to get a moist feeling between her legs as his hands slipped all over her bound body. The liquid didn't seem to soak into her skin and dry. It stayed wet and slippery. She wasn't sure what is was. Lube maybe, vegetable oil maybe. She jumped as she felt the initial coldness of the mystery liquid hit the top of the crack of her ass. He moved to the side of her, put his hand at the top of her ass crack and "chased" the liquid down her crack, over her backdoor, up to her front door, and then up to her clit. "Uuuuummmm," she groaned, as she felt so manhandled and pleasured. He turned her head to his and kissed her very deeply as he sunk two fingers in her pussy and his thumb in her ass, wiggling them around crazily to not only give her a brief moment of pleasure, but to also lubricate both of her hot holes. Her knees buckled it felt so good. He withdrew his digits, and stepped away. The room got very quiet for a few seconds, witch seemed like hours. "Where did he go?" she wondered, as she was so very hot. She heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and smiled to herself, as she was sure he was going to stick his perfect cock in one of her holes. His choice, she didn't care, she just wanted to feel him deep in her. She got wetter at the thought. CRACK! CRACK! "NNNNNUUHHHH," she let out a gagged scream as his belt blasted the back of both her ass cheeks. If she hadn't been held up by her binds she would have collapsed. She didn't see that one coming. CRACK! CRACK! "AAAAAWWWWW," she cried as his belt seared the small of her back. The liquid on her skin made the licks of her punishment sting much worse than they should have been. Her ass was throbbing and the small of her back was on fire, yet she still wanted more. She couldn't see and that terrified her but secretly she was happy he made her do it. It intensified the sensations so much. CRACK! CRACK! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she let out in pain and pleasure as she was brought to the point that she could enjoy both at the same time as the belt came cracking down on the middle of her back. A small stream of her juices slipped out of her pussy. Her hard nipples smashed up against the glass seemed to bake in the sunlight beating in on them, the metal in them warming them from the insides too. She's in a zone. And he could sense it. They had discussed before about her taking a hard whipping, but until she saw some videos on the web of some other women volunteering for such a thing, she thought he was full of shit. After seeing the vids she thought she could take it if others could, not one to be out done in anything. The both of them knowing that she has never used her 'safe word'; they both considered it a challenge. He explained to her that he would start with the usual riding crop then move on to a special "slave whip" he had bought on his last trip to Mexico. It was four feet long tip to tale, braided leather the first two and a half feet, the last eighteen inches one solid strip of leather one inch wide. She had insisted this was the time and wanted to try it before they left. He agreed, This is what he's been waiting for. "Keep your nipples against the glass, your back arched, and your ass out," he ordered. He smiled as she complied immediately. As promised he started with the riding crop, at the top of her killer high heels she started to be smacked lightly up one leg and down the other. "MMMMMmmmmmm," she groaned as her pussy began to get wet with pleasure again. Then on her ass, it was soft enough at first, but after a few warm up strokes he lit into her hard. SMACK! Every stroke documented by the perfect red welts left behind. SMACK! Her ass, the inside of her legs, her back; nothing was safe. One particular stroke landed on the side of her right tit, the part that wasn't pressed against the window. This made her lean back and stretch against her bonds, taking her nipples off the glass. Of course he took advantage of this and squarely landed the end of the crop right on her nipple. "AAAAWWWW," she howled as she remembered, ' keep your nipples against the window'. As she pressed against the glass again she felt the hot glass against her sore nipple. Lesson learned? He continued to slap the riding crop about her exposed flesh, harder and harder but she would not flinch again. She took it all, back, legs, ass, even the sides of her tits, she wasn't going to pull off the window again. He knew it was time to move on. Although 'putting on a show' was never his intention, he smiled to himself as he caught a glimpse of a few of the spectators. One couple was kissing and groping each other in between stealing peeks. A few girls had their hand down their shorts, the material of the crotch moving to a slow rhythm. One particular very hot blonde, the very one they had in their room he noticed, sat in a patio chair, her legs spread over the arms of the chair. Her bikini bottoms slid to the side to expose her, a red headed girl happily munching the blonde snatch as the blonde watched the window intently. He asked her how she was doing, did she think she could take more. "Of course, " she almost dared him in a gagged voice. He got out the 'Slave Whip' and started directly on her ass. "FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKK!" She tried to scream; it felt like she had just been sliced in two. He had never inflected such pain on her before. He whipped her ass, the inside and outside of her legs, and her back more than thoroughly, his cock getting harder with each welt he inflicted. After maybe fifteen or twenty strokes he got the one he wanted. While jerking around writhing in the pain of her whipping she accidentally pulled off the window again giving him the opportunity to lay the leather strap across her other nipple, the rest of the smack landed to the under side of her opposite breast. "AAAAAWWWWW," escaped her as she immediately she remembered to keep her pierced nipples up against the glass for all to see. The whipping continued unmercifully until her back, ass, and legs were covered with red stripes. Try as he might he could not get her to muffle the one word that would make him stop. She knew all she had to do was utter one simple word to make this entire torture stop. She just couldn't do it. In a weird, twisted was it was turning her on so much and, well, she just wasn't one to give in and accept defeat. More importantly, she was not going to stop his fun because she was uncomfortable. She knew it was temporary, he wouldn't do any permanent damage, and the return would be insurmountable. Besides, she really got off for the next few days after he was gone if she could 'feel' exactly where he had been on her. She soon felt some thing enter her pussy and fill her up nicely. It wasn't him though. Then she heard the clank of metal against metal between her legs. He had put something in her that he had secured to her spreader bar. It felt so good to be entered. Then it started up. She could tell it was not one of hers. But it felt good. Suddenly she felt the slow vibrations in her paralyzed pussy as she felt the marble enter her ass. "The anal beads," she thought to her self, "Thankfully!" This way all her holes were filled. She could feel him breathing against her ass as he placed each bead carefully in her, turning up the speed on his "vibrator on a stick" implanted in her pussy. Her ass tried to grind his fingers as he place each bead. He knew he had her just where he wanted her. With the beads all snuggly in her ass, the "rip cord" hanging out, he grabbed the whip again. He watched her for the moment while she slowly worked herself on the vibrating fuck stick impaling her. He started light with the whip on her back and ass. As she intensified her fucking, he intensified her whipping. She worked up and down and swiveled her hips as much as her binds would allow, he took advantage of and part of her that was exposed and whipped in rhythm to her hips. He stopped the whipping and started work on her next endeavor. He got out this electoral contraption he had custom made, just a small box with four wires with alligator clips on the ends and two dials on it. One dial controlled which of the electrodes held the current including one setting for random. The other dial controlled how much current ran out of the wires. The first he connected to the vibrator, the next two he clamped to her nipple piercings, and the fourth to the stainless steel in her clit hood. All she could feel was the extra weight of the alligator clips and wires hanging from her piercing. She really had no idea what was about to come. Suddenly her body jerked violently, her head slammed back and she started to drool as she felt intense pain in her pussy. She realized it was an electric vibrator and he had just hit the juice! Her body tensed up and then relaxed with his control of the current. She could feel reality, as she knew it slipping away. Her mind and body were becoming one with this game. ZAP! Her clit! "NNNNNNGGGHHHHHHH!" she had never felt this before. ZAP! ZAP! Her nipples! Her breath escaped her! ZAP! Inside her pussy! She couldn't speak! After an initial testing on medium high, he set the dial on random. Slowly turning up the juice till she cried out through her gag and pulled violently at her chains. "AAAAAWWWW," she cried out. He held it there until she grew accustom to it and started grinding and moaning, enjoying it. He turned it up more, repeating the process over and over. "YYYYYEEEESSSSS UUUUMMMMM AAAAWWWW," she screamed, the veins on the side of her neck bulging as she strained to be free from the forced cum that was building. She was reluctantly close. The current was going to make her cum. He stepped to the side of her again and rubbed her clit violently and turned up the juice again. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! Her body went rigid, Tears streamed down her face, salvia seeped out of her gag, and she was on the verge of the biggest orgasm of her life. There was not one body part she could control; she was totally at his mercy. At this point she could not even make sense of a single thought she had. She was all his at the moment, mind body and soul. He hit the button on high and ravaged her bulging clit with his fore and index fingers. When she stared to cum, he pulled the "rip cord" releasing the beads from her ass. Her head jerked back as she fell over the edge to a place she had never been before. Her body pulling against her binds involuntarily, her mind incapable of thinking. She could feel every heartbeat in her clit as the damn broke and a river of cum escaped her right before she collapsed. He hit the off button and took a deep breath. He checked to make sure she was breathing and safe. Just a little sensory overload he surmised. Maybe it was not the right thing to do, but he decided to turn it back on low voltage. Her body involuntarily started moving, fucking her invader and making her tits rubagainst the window. He decided to go outside to the courtyard and get an idea of what view the crowd, now near orgy status, had gotten. He lit a cigarette, grabbed a cold beer and the key card and walked down to the courtyard. When he reached the courtyard, he couldn't believe the impact their playing had on the fellow pervs that had gathered to watch. A few male/female couples were engaged in full fellatio, a few girl/girl couples were licking and groping each other, but what caught his eye were the four hot girls pleasuring themselves, almost in unison, in a row of chase lounges. They all wore bikinis and had been sunning themselves by the pool when they we enthralled by the activity in the window. Their eyes seemed to brighten a bit and they all smiled at him when he approached, but they did not stop touching themselves. He turned towards the window of his suite to try to appreciate their vantage point. There she was pressed up against the widow. Her tits smashed against the glass, spread eagle, her blindfold and her gag making her beautiful face unrecognizable. Her thigh highs stretched so far up her long tan legs and her muscles stretching, fighting the gravity her condition was forcing. Her long brown hair strewn about her face and body as she was in her ecstasy induced state of semi consciousness. She looked so fucking sexy. He wasn't sure if it was because she was or because she had totally given herself to him and trusted him one hundred percent with her well being. Maybe both. "She looks like she could use the help of girlfriends pretty soon," the hot blonde from before piped up, never missing a beat on her clit under her swimsuit bottoms. "Yeah, she might just need that," he said as he was snapped back to reality and took a drag off his cigarette. "What do you think girls?" she asked the other three who were grinding their clits just a feverishly. They all looked at each other, "Lets do it," the red head exclaimed. "Well ok then," he giggled. "Lets do it." He said as he put his cigarette out, slamming the rest of his beer and feeling his dick twitch. The five of them went up to his suite, the girls laughing and playing grab ass with each other the whole way, until they entered the suite. Almost like a MASH unit they took over the care of 'the patient' as soon as their bare feet hit the carpet of the suite. He worked quickly to remove the electrified fuck toy and her binds. He carried her spent, sweaty, limp body to the massage table and gently laid her down and stepped back to let the girls nurse her 'back to health'. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 05 The girls removed her shoes and what little clothing she had on. "Do you have any lotion?" one of them asked him. He handed them a tube of her favorite and sat down in the wing back chair, partly to enjoy this, partly because he felt in the way. The sight of her on the table naked, semiconscious and being nursed back to health by four hot, caring, bikini clad babes made him have to take his big cock out of his jeans and stroke it a bit. The girls stood at the four corners of her. Two slathered her feet in lotion and began rubbing. The other two lotioned up her hands and starting rubbing her fingers, hands and arms. She started to stir with all of the touching. Her eyes fluttered opened a bit and she saw four very attractive girls touching her. She was still very groggy and disoriented; she had never passed out before and didn't know what to make of it. Her body was so sore and this felt really great. Her mind, however, was a foggy mess. He noticed she was waking and not complaining about what was going on so he decided to let it ride and see what happened as he stroked himself slowly, he could cum very easily watching this if he let himself, but he needed to save it until the time was just right. The girls seemed to be making their way, massaging her, to a central point. "Ohhhhhhh," she gasped as two of them lotion up her tits while the other two had made it to her inner thighs. Their hands slipping across her body, digging into every sore muscle. "Get her a glass of water," the blonde said, apparently in charge. One of the other girls did quickly as the other two helped her lift her head up to sip it. "Thank you," she whispered as they lay her head back down and continued to bring her out of her cloudiness and closer to feeling like herself. He slowed his stroke way down; he was ready to blow his wad on the five of them like it was a fire hose. "Not time yet," he thought to himself. The four girls' hands rubbed her until they met at her stomach and stopped completely. One girl leaned over the table, gently spread the abused girls legs and so ever softly began licking her clit. Two girls each claimed a tit and started working their tongue softly all over her breasts and piercing. The other girl moved to her face and put her soft lips to her soft lips and ran her tongue inside her mouth. She kissed her back softly. "Where is he?" she wondered to herself and raised her head a bit to survey the room while the girl at her lips continued to softly tongue her. She spotted him in the chair across the room enjoying the show...and himself. She smiled and pointed a weak finger at him and motioned for him to come to her. He smiled back and happily got up and stood at her side, still slowly stroking his member. "Ooooohhhhh," she said close to cumming again at the feeling of the girl treating her clit so nice. "Cum with me and all over me baby," she said as she reached up with her hand to find his. He grabbed her hand with his free hand and watched the four girls bring her close before picking up his stroke. "Aaaaaaawwwwwww," she cried out in ecstasy and squeezed his hand, he squeezed back and exploded on her tits and face while she blessed the mouth of the blonde with her juices. The room stood quiet for a moment before the blonde licked her lips and broke the silence, "Girls, I think our work here is done." The lead blonde started walking to the door as her disciples followed on her heels, giggling and sophomoric all the way. "You two are the kind of people that make 'The Hotel Ravish' so much fun," the blonde called out as she walked out the door on to their next adventure and grabbed the red head's ass. Finally alone again, he looked into her eyes and felt a new respect for her come over him. She had been to hell and back and could still look beautiful lying there with nothing but contentment in her eyes. He bent down and kissed her deep and stroked her soft hair. "Lets go relax for awhile," he whispered in her ear as he grabbed her hand, helping her up carefully. She steadied herself and let him lead her to the couch in the sitting room, holding her hand all the way. He took off his clothes and lay down on the couch on his side and lightly tugged on her hand to lie down too. She climbed in next to him, 'spooning', feeling his warm nakedness against all the welts of her tormented body. She snuggled in as close as she possibly could get, needing to feel close to him. He pulled a blanket over the both of them and put his big, strong left arm around her and brought her in even closer. She felt very proud of herself for withstanding so much so they could have this fantasy. She had really enjoyed it too, to her surprise. There was something very sexy about letting go and trusting someone that much. She relaxed totally and melted into his body as they became so relaxed their breaths came in unison. "Nothing can hurt me as long as I am here," she thought to herself as his strong arms protected her from the world before they drifted off to sleep. He returned to his suite to find her sound asleep, still bound and exposed. He woke her and released her arms and head so she could sit up and eat, leaving her legs and pussy lips spread nicely over the table. She was by the way going to need all the nourishment and liquids she could get for their last day together as he had every intention of keeping his beautiful slave very busy. She devoured her lunch as he got to work on his evil plan of continual torment and ecstasy. When she was done with lunch he untied her ankles, led her to the massage table he had sent up special, laid her out gently and rubbed her sore muscles lovingly, knowing she had just put out more of herself then ever before His tender touch sent chills up and down her spine. "mmmmmmmmmm," she softly let out as goose bumps covered her smooth skin. All of the tension and soreness seemed to flow out of her body. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so relaxed. He coaxed her up and moved her over to the 'floor to ceiling' window overlooking the courtyard. He placed her standing in front of the window, her tits pressed firmly up against the glass. He hooked a chain to her wrist cuffs, raised her arms up above her head and tightly secured each to eyelet bolts on either side of the drapery rod. She could see a few people wandering around the courtyard, occasionally looking up at her. Apprehension and modesty filled her. "Is he really going to do this in front of these people," She wondered, half angry and half excited. He wrapped ankle cuffs around her leg above the strap of her sexy high heels before putting the spreader bar between them stretching her long legs far apart. He then chained them to more bolts near the baseboard of the wall. See could see a small crowd gathering in the courtyard, watching intently up at her as she was put into position. "Please no, not in front of all of these people," she begged, her voice wavering a bit. "I can fix that," he said as he slipped the blindfold over her eyes and inserted the ball gag into her mouth. Scared, she tensed up and tried to pull against her binds in protest. "I told you it was going to cost you," he growled. "Don't worry, they won't recognize you," his voice softening a bit. He stepped back to take a look at her. She was spread eagle standing. The sun shining in the window made her silky, tan skin glow. Her long legs supported by the shoes of a vixen and capped off by the lace of her stockings a few inches from her ass. The tan lines in the shape of her thong pronounced on her ass that seemed to be begging for punishment. Her long brown hair spilling down her back as her muscles strained against her restraints. The gag filling up her mouth and the blindfold made her feel helpless. "FUCKING SEXY," he thought to himself. She could only imagine with fear how many people were watching and getting ready to enjoy the show to come He, however, could see the voyeurs starting to settle on the lawn and patio furniture to watch. This was 'The Hotel Ravish' and it was not unusual for this type of thing to happen. Everyone was there for a common reason, to feel good and have new experiences. Not to judge. He moved her long hair around to the front of her and she felt a large amount of cold thick liquid hit her back. She felt it slide down her back as she felt him start to spread the liquid on her back, his strong hands applying pressure as he did, relaxing her sore muscles and warming up the feeling of the liquid on her skin. He moved the liquid up to her shoulders, down her back, over her ass to the top of her stockings, being all so gentle. He applied more liquid and his exquisite touch to her arms, neck, and sides of her rib cage. She was starting to get a moist feeling between her legs as his hands slipped all over her bound body. The liquid didn't seem to soak into her skin and dry. It stayed wet and slippery. She wasn't sure what is was. Lube maybe, vegetable oil maybe. She jumped as she felt the initial coldness of the mystery liquid hit the top of the crack of her ass. He moved to the side of her, put his hand at the top of her ass crack and "chased" the liquid down her crack, over her backdoor, up to her front door, and then up to her clit. "Uuuuummmm," she groaned, as she felt so manhandled and pleasured. He turned her head to his and kissed her very deeply as he sunk two fingers in her pussy and his thumb in her ass, wiggling them around crazily to not only give her a brief moment of pleasure, but to also lubricate both of her hot holes. Her knees buckled it felt so good. He withdrew his digits, and stepped away. The room got very quiet for a few seconds, witch seemed like hours. "Where did he go?" she wondered, as she was so very hot. She heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and smiled to herself, as she was sure he was going to stick his perfect cock in one of her holes. His choice, she didn't care, she just wanted to feel him deep in her. She got wetter at the thought. CRACK! CRACK! "NNNNNUUHHHH," she let out a gagged scream as his belt blasted the back of both her ass cheeks. If she hadn't been held up by her binds she would have collapsed. She didn't see that one coming. CRACK! CRACK! "AAAAAWWWWW," she cried as his belt seared the small of her back. The liquid on her skin made the licks of her punishment sting much worse than they should have been. Her ass was throbbing and the small of her back was on fire, yet she still wanted more. She couldn't see and that terrified her but secretly she was happy he made her do it. It intensified the sensations so much. CRACK! CRACK! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she let out in pain and pleasure as she was brought to the point that she could enjoy both at the same time as the belt came cracking down on the middle of her back. A small stream of her juices slipped out of her pussy. Her hard nipples smashed up against the glass seemed to bake in the sunlight beating in on them, the metal in them warming them from the insides too. She's in a zone. And he could sense it. They had discussed before about her taking a hard whipping, but until she saw some videos on the web of some other women volunteering for such a thing, she thought he was full of shit. After seeing the vids she thought she could take it if others could, not one to be out done in anything. The both of them knowing that she has never used her 'safe word'; they both considered it a challenge. He explained to her that he would start with the usual riding crop then move on to a special "slave whip" he had bought on his last trip to Mexico. It was four feet long tip to tale, braided leather the first two and a half feet, the last eighteen inches one solid strip of leather one inch wide. She had insisted this was the time and wanted to try it before they left. He agreed, This is what he's been waiting for. "Keep your nipples against the glass, your back arched, and your ass out," he ordered. He smiled as she complied immediately. As promised he started with the riding crop, at the top of her killer high heels she started to be smacked lightly up one leg and down the other. "MMMMMmmmmmm," she groaned as her pussy began to get wet with pleasure again. Then on her ass, it was soft enough at first, but after a few warm up strokes he lit into her hard. SMACK! Every stroke documented by the perfect red welts left behind. SMACK! Her ass, the inside of her legs, her back; nothing was safe. One particular stroke landed on the side of her right tit, the part that wasn't pressed against the window. This made her lean back and stretch against her bonds, taking her nipples off the glass. Of course he took advantage of this and squarely landed the end of the crop right on her nipple. "AAAAWWWW," she howled as she remembered, ' keep your nipples against the window'. As she pressed against the glass again she felt the hot glass against her sore nipple. Lesson learned? He continued to slap the riding crop about her exposed flesh, harder and harder but she would not flinch again. She took it all, back, legs, ass, even the sides of her tits, she wasn't going to pull off the window again. He knew it was time to move on. Although 'putting on a show' was never his intention, he smiled to himself as he caught a glimpse of a few of the spectators. One couple was kissing and groping each other in between stealing peeks. A few girls had their hand down their shorts, the material of the crotch moving to a slow rhythm. One particular very hot blonde, the very one they had in their room he noticed, sat in a patio chair, her legs spread over the arms of the chair. Her bikini bottoms slid to the side to expose her, a red headed girl happily munching the blonde snatch as the blonde watched the window intently. He asked her how she was doing, did she think she could take more. "Of course, " she almost dared him in a gagged voice. He got out the 'Slave Whip' and started directly on her ass. "FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKK!" She tried to scream; it felt like she had just been sliced in two. He had never inflected such pain on her before. He whipped her ass, the inside and outside of her legs, and her back more than thoroughly, his cock getting harder with each welt he inflicted. After maybe fifteen or twenty strokes he got the one he wanted. While jerking around writhing in the pain of her whipping she accidentally pulled off the window again giving him the opportunity to lay the leather strap across her other nipple, the rest of the smack landed to the under side of her opposite breast. "AAAAAWWWWW," escaped her as she immediately she remembered to keep her pierced nipples up against the glass for all to see. The whipping continued unmercifully until her back, ass, and legs were covered with red stripes. Try as he might he could not get her to muffle the one word that would make him stop. She knew all she had to do was utter one simple word to make this entire torture stop. She just couldn't do it. In a weird, twisted was it was turning her on so much and, well, she just wasn't one to give in and accept defeat. More importantly, she was not going to stop his fun because she was uncomfortable. She knew it was temporary, he wouldn't do any permanent damage, and the return would be insurmountable. Besides, she really got off for the next few days after he was gone if she could 'feel' exactly where he had been on her. She soon felt some thing enter her pussy and fill her up nicely. It wasn't him though. Then she heard the clank of metal against metal between her legs. He had put something in her that he had secured to her spreader bar. It felt so good to be entered. Then it started up. She could tell it was not one of hers. But it felt good. Suddenly she felt the slow vibrations in her paralyzed pussy as she felt the marble enter her ass. "The anal beads," she thought to her self, "Thankfully!" This way all her holes were filled. She could feel him breathing against her ass as he placed each bead carefully in her, turning up the speed on his "vibrator on a stick" implanted in her pussy. Her ass tried to grind his fingers as he place each bead. He knew he had her just where he wanted her. With the beads all snuggly in her ass, the "rip cord" hanging out, he grabbed the whip again. He watched her for the moment while she slowly worked herself on the vibrating fuck stick impaling her. He started light with the whip on her back and ass. As she intensified her fucking, he intensified her whipping. She worked up and down and swiveled her hips as much as her binds would allow, he took advantage of and part of her that was exposed and whipped in rhythm to her hips. He stopped the whipping and started work on her next endeavor. He got out this electoral contraption he had custom made, just a small box with four wires with alligator clips on the ends and two dials on it. One dial controlled which of the electrodes held the current including one setting for random. The other dial controlled how much current ran out of the wires. The first he connected to the vibrator, the next two he clamped to her nipple piercings, and the fourth to the stainless steel in her clit hood. All she could feel was the extra weight of the alligator clips and wires hanging from her piercing. She really had no idea what was about to come. Suddenly her body jerked violently, her head slammed back and she started to drool as she felt intense pain in her pussy. She realized it was an electric vibrator and he had just hit the juice! Her body tensed up and then relaxed with his control of the current. She could feel reality, as she knew it slipping away. Her mind and body were becoming one with this game. ZAP! Her clit! "NNNNNNGGGHHHHHHH!" she had never felt this before. ZAP! ZAP! Her nipples! Her breath escaped her! ZAP! Inside her pussy! She couldn't speak! After an initial testing on medium high, he set the dial on random. Slowly turning up the juice till she cried out through her gag and pulled violently at her chains. "AAAAAWWWW," she cried out. He held it there until she grew accustom to it and started grinding and moaning, enjoying it. He turned it up more, repeating the process over and over. "YYYYYEEEESSSSS UUUUMMMMM AAAAWWWW," she screamed, the veins on the side of her neck bulging as she strained to be free from the forced cum that was building. She was reluctantly close. The current was going to make her cum. He stepped to the side of her again and rubbed her clit violently and turned up the juice again. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! Her body went rigid, Tears streamed down her face, salvia seeped out of her gag, and she was on the verge of the biggest orgasm of her life. There was not one body part she could control; she was totally at his mercy. At this point she could not even make sense of a single thought she had. She was all his at the moment, mind body and soul. He hit the button on high and ravaged her bulging clit with his fore and index fingers. When she stared to cum, he pulled the "rip cord" releasing the beads from her ass. Her head jerked back as she fell over the edge to a place she had never been before. Her body pulling against her binds involuntarily, her mind incapable of thinking. She could feel every heartbeat in her clit as the damn broke and a river of cum escaped her right before she collapsed. He hit the off button and took a deep breath. He checked to make sure she was breathing and safe. Just a little sensory overload he surmised. Maybe it was not the right thing to do, but he decided to turn it back on low voltage. Her body involuntarily started moving, fucking her invader and making her tits rubagainst the window. He decided to go outside to the courtyard and get an idea of what view the crowd, now near orgy status, had gotten. He lit a cigarette, grabbed a cold beer and the key card and walked down to the courtyard. Enjoy Your Stay at The Hotel Ravish Ch. 06 She awoke on the couch next to him, still safe in his big bear hug. Her welts were throbbing and she was sweating her ass off. It was light outside and she wondered what time it was. Slowly and carefully, being sure not to wake him, she reached to the cocktail table, grabbed her cell phone and checked the time. He was deep in sleep and snoring as loudly as he had been all night. Surprisingly, his snoring actually didn't annoy her at all. In fact, each time she woke briefly throughout the night and felt his arms around her and heard his snoring, she felt very protected and comfortable. It was a very soothing sound for some strange reason that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "I can't believe it is almost seven in the morning and that I slept this long or late," she whispered to herself. They had fallen asleep early in the evening. It had really been a long, wonderful last couple of days, but it was wearing them out. They had probably overdone it. When they could actually get their schedules to work out so they could meet they had a lot of making up for lost time to do. Not to mention the strong urge they had to be with the other in everyway possible, both mentally and physically. Despite her sore and abused state she couldn't help but feel turned on being next to him. He was so big, strong, hot and good looking. He made her feel so safe and special. She felt the need to show her appreciation and give him something special to remember their few days together by. Slowly she slid out of his arms to the floor. The carpet burned the flesh wounds on her ass she slid into position to sit "Indian style" next to the couch. She was captivated drinking in the sight of him so peaceful in his slumber. She loved to watch him sleep. He looked so content. No worries about business, bills, or tomorrow. He almost seemed to feel "safe" too. His big strong chest moved up and down with steady rhythm, his snoring consistent, his hot body totally relaxed. Mischievousness came over her and she moved her face to his sleeping cock. It hadn't even reached 'morning wood' status yet. She ran the tip of her tongue lightly once over his sleeping cock. It jumped a bit at her touch. It seemed to have a mind of it's own. A couple more licks proved her right. It did! He was still sleeping soundly but yet the cock was waking at a fast pace. She licked his right ball with the tip of her tongue. His snoring suddenly was broken and inconsistent. "He is starting to wake." She thought as she got very determined to give him the ultimate wake up blowjob. She licked slowly at every inch of his balls and cock as she watched him stir from his deep slumber and felt his cock get involuntarily rock hard. Just when she knew he was on the verge of waking, she slammed her face around his big cock, ramming it down her throat. "uuuuuuuhhhhhh," He groaned as he woke fully with a jolt and grabbed her hair, instinctively guiding her head as it was beating down on his stomach ravaging his cock like no one had in the morning for some time. He was going to cum very quickly. There was not much hotter than waking up to a great dick sucking. He watched his cock slide in and out of her mouth with a handful of her long hair in his hand. He loved the enthusiasm she had for sucking his dick; a guy can tell if a girl is giving the obligatory blowjob or if she really likes to suck his cock. "This is no obligation," he thought, "She is really into this!" He grabbed her hair so hard at the scalp she thought he was going to pull it right out of her head. His reactions made her tongue and suck his morning cock fast and furious. She could feel that he was getting ready to let loose in a way he hadn't in a long time. "RRRRGGGGHHHH," he let out as he fired off a blast of cum that could have amputated her tonsils. She didn't swallow, allowing him to fill up her mouth with his delicious jizz. She kept tonguing and sucking the cock she loves the best without swallowing any of his juices that were being deposited on her tongue until she simply HAD to swallow. "aahhhhhhhhhhh," she said as she stuck out her tongue displaying the mound of creaming white juices he had given her. She retracted her tongue coated with him back into her mouth and swallowed hard. She looked at him with the sexiest coy smile he had ever seen before sticking her empty tongue back out to prove she had swallowed his giant wad. "You're a very dirty girl," he smiled and said with his deep voice as leaned off the couch and kissed her hard. 'Good morning," he said with a giggle. "Morning baby," she replied, pleased with her performance and that she could make him feel so good. He reached down with both hands and grabbed her hands, gently tugging her back up to him on the couch, pulling her up so they were face to face, looking into each other's eyes. Their chests pressed against one another. "So are you ok with that everything that I put you through the last few days?" He asked, not really sure what her response would be as he enveloped her in his big arms again. "Well I keep reliving yesterday. The scene keeps repeating itself over and over in my head and I don't know why. But, I enjoyed it very much. I guess because you're so much fun and I trust you, and I am curious and could never and would never do any of this stuff with anyone else." She admitted, almost opening up. "A few things like the whip and the electro sex was a lot more than I bargained for, but you always know how to make me feel better afterwards. I am glad you let it all go and went for it. Who knows when we be able to meet up again," she stopped herself from revealing anything else. "Did you enjoy our stay?" "Well, duh! A hot, sexy babe like you at my disposal to live out my fantasies AND snuggle with in the morning? Are you kidding? Every straight man on this rock would sell a nut for the last few days I have had!" He exclaimed proudly. She smiled big as she noticed his chest almost seemed to boastfully pop out. He always knew the right thing to say to make her feel good about herself. "Yeah, it was big fun. Too bad it is all over," she sighed. "Why don't you go get the first shower and get cleaned up," he said, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "We have got to go soon." The warm shower felt so good on her sore bod. Her muscles were tight, her flesh was filled with welts and little bruises. It was going to be a long, uncomfortable drive home sitting on those welts for five hours, but she knew she would enjoy it. She always liked it when she could feel where he had been for a few days afterwards. In a twisted way it made her still feel close to him She lathered up her sore, pierced tits and about got off. Her hands slipping over her sudsy tits and their metal was always an excellent feeling in the shower, but today it was amplified a hundred times combined with the remnants of the pain he had inflicted on them over the last few days. She had to make herself stop playing with them and clean the rest of her achy body and shampoo her long hair. She was almost in a trance enjoying the feeling of the hot water on her back releasing some of the tension she felt to the bone. Suddenly the water shut off. She turned around to see why just as the shower curtain was yanked back. She jumped and let out a small cry as she felt the hard steel in the middle of her forehead before she actually saw him standing next to the tub "Get out of the shower," he commanded as she realized he had the barrel of his 9mm on her forehead. "NOW!" he barked. Fear and total submission came over her as she fell head first into this scene. She stepped out of the shower and started to tremble. She was pretty confident the gun wasn't loaded, but the clip was in it so she couldn't be sure. However, she trusted him with her life and she knew he would never let a scene get so out of hand that she truly was injured. She was still scared shitless and turned on as hell at the same time. Her pussy soaked itself in its juices immediately. She put up with zero bullshit in real life, but she simply could not get enough of him being so dominant in their play. He was so good at it and it seemed to come very naturally to him. He had been blessed with a gift. "Stand at the sink in front of the mirror, put your hands on your head, interlace your fingers, palms together, and spread your feet apart," he growled as he cuffed her shaking hands behind her head. She looked so hot as he looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hands cuffed behind her head, pierced tits jutting out; her long, tan legs spread apart, her face natural without makeup, her long, wet, brown hair dripping tiny streams of water down her hot body, the look of fear on her face. Seeing her this way and seeing himself in the mirror tight against the back of her holding his pistol to her temple made his cock as hard as steel and need desperately to be in her. She could feel his fuck stick growing against her back and noticed the look of hunger come over his face. She didn't know if her body could take anymore hard play but the sight of him in his 'role' and the danger of him with his gun to her head made her clit pound. She had never had the luxury of actually 'seeing' their games. They looked very, very hot together. The sight of them like this may seem very strange and perverted to vanilla people, but it seemed very beautiful and natural to her even though she was frightened. "Screw the critics," she thought, they had no clue what they were missing being so reserved and close minded. It looked and felt great. "Move back towards me a bit," he said firmly but softly. She stepped back and felt his free hand gently push the small of her back signaling her to bend a bit at the waist. Her biceps pulled hard as she bent forward with her hands behind her head as she bent slightly towards the mirror. "Look in the mirror and watch me fuck you," he bent down and gruffly whispered in her ear. "Don't look away or you will be punished." Her pussy, already marinating, released a bit of fluid as his command sent a chill up her spine and a quiver to her clit She felt his free hand stroke her tits, stomach and inner thighs very, very slowly and lightly; barely touching her with his rough hands. He made sure miss her pussy totally. "uuuuuummmmmmm," she groaned at his slow and light touch. Each time his fingers came close to her snatch and then ignored it, her clit pounded harder and her wetness increased. She wanted so badly to try to grind to his hand, but she knew she better stay still. She wanted him so bad. She wanted to tell him to fuck her hard but she was enjoying the eroticism of his touch and watching it all unfold before her eyes. And well, he had the gun; she was not in a position for demands. He stopped touching her and grabbed his throbbing cock. He put the head of it to her begging fuck hole and teasingly ran it around her vulva, he felt like he could explode just feeling her pussy skin on his cock. "Aaaaaahhhh," she whispered as she watched them both getting hotter by the second in the mirror. Him teasing the both of them rimming her, his massiveness towering over her from behind holding her, cuffed, at gunpoint. Anticipation of the chance to feel each other again intimately was apparent on both of their faces. The room was silent except for the sounds of their open mouthed, deep breathing. This was the hottest thing she had ever seen or felt. Ever so very slowly he entered her sore, swollen pussy, going more gently than he ever had, filling her up deep and then withdrawing just as slow until the head of his cock almost left her wet, begging hole. Her snatch grabbing on to it as he did to make sure it didn't lose his cock and this feeling. She could feel every inch of him ever so tenderly enter her, bottom out deep, and pull back just as slow. He continued the unhurried, deliberate pace until they both thought they were going to go crazy and could feel a different wave of ecstasy cresting that they had never experienced together. She watched him fuck her so deeply and at a snail's pace in the mirror while holding her at gunpoint and felt something totally new for him He looked so good treating her so sweetly and he really seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was. "No wonder it feels so great when he fucks me," she thought. "He is really into it and giving all of himself." She was getting so close to cumming long and hard she felt her nipples tingle and a wave of euphoria radiate from her lower abdomen throughout her entire body. "Oh, baby I am going to cum all over your cock! Please don't stop fucking me just like this," she begged out as her body tensed up, her biceps becoming defined with her arms cuffed behind her head as she threw her head back as much as she could in pleasure, her mouth wide open as she waited for the inevitable orgasm that was on its way. "Your so fucking sexy," he breathlessly got out as they both looked into the mirror and their eyes met, watching each other fucking, being fucked, being dominating, being submissive and cumming long, hard, sweet and slow. Their simultaneous orgasms were like the grand finale at the Fourth of July fireworks on Quaaludes. Absolutely mind blowing, but yet in slow motion. It seemed like their ecstasy lasted forever with intense, constant pleasure. Both watching the face of the other in a state of uncontrollable exhilaration kept the juices streaming out of the both of them. Her pussy and his cock were so sensitive after cumming so hard, and long but he continued his slow, deep fucking until neither of them could take it anymore. He slid out of her, laid his pistol on the vanity and unlocked and removed her cuffs. She immediately turned to face him. Her legs were shaking so bad she boosted herself onto the counter and wrapped them around his waist pulling him in close to her. He wrapped his big arms around her and grabbed her tight, hugging her like he never wanted to let go. "I hate to say it, but we have to go now," he said before titling her chin up and kissing her. "I just wanted to give you a little something to think about on the drive home." "Yeah, I don't think I would have had anything else to think about," she said kidding. "Really though, that was probably some of your best work." She said as she smiled big at him "Thanks. Just thought it up thinking of you naked in the shower," he said pleased both with himself and the compliment. "Carl came up and packed our things while you were in the shower and took them to our vehicles. I laid your clothes out for you on the couch," he said with an upbeat voice, but something told her he was just as sorry as she was to see their fantasy time together ending. "I know we have to go, it just sucks. I really, really enjoyed our time at The Hotel Ravish," she said clinging onto him not wanting to let go. "Me too," he said as he kissed her on the forehead. She made herself climb out his embrace and get dressed and ready to travel while he showered. When he was dressed they gathered up the few things that Carl had left and she followed him to the door of hotel room to leave. She turned around at the door to take one last look at the suite they had shared so much of themselves in and had so much fun. She let out a sigh and followed him out the door. They made their way to the parking lot and he put her things in her SUV and opened the drivers's door for her. She started to get in and turned back to him and gave him a quick kiss and hug, neither of them were good at good-byes. There was so much she wanted to say but she wouldn't let herself. "Drive safe," he said. "You too," she replied. She watched him get into his truck, back out and start to drive off. She wanted to feel sad but she just couldn't. The happiness of their time together outweighed the sadness of separation. She smiled to herself and thought of how lucky she was to have someone in her life, if even for brief periods, that she shared trust and respect with and someone who she could totally be, no matter how flawed, herself with. Most people are never fortunate enough to truly experience that at all. Not to mention he was really, really fucking great in bed! It was not just the BDSM play that she craved; it was him and his touch. She always felt so much more relaxed after their 'meetings'. She felt like she could actually conquer her world. He gave her the strength to continue through the next lap in life. She just hoped that she brought something special to his life too. She backed her SUV out, cranked up the tunes, and headed for the highway, smiling to herself as she felt every sore muscle and welt he had created and replayed the last few days over and over in her head, her soul content.