dirty thoughts

All of her toys were in her duffle bag at his request. She took a video of the room she was staying in per his instruction and sent it to him as she did a walkthrough. Leaving the door the tiniest bit cracked so he can enter into her room unnoticed, she got ready and put on makeup - another of his requests - then got into her nightgown that was oh so skimpy. She checks her phone to see he had left her more instructions.

Good girl. Now, I want you to take the toys I told you to bring and set them on the table by the bed. Next, get the cuffs on. Take your underwear off, and put them in your mouth. Take the blindfold and put it on, then lay on the bed. Get comfortable, you may be there a while. I'll be with you when I'm ready, but you're to wait until then.

She quickly typed out a Yes, Sir. and set to his tasks. Her adrenaline was running rampant, heart beating out of her chest, as she moved to her duffle and set out every toy she owned - two dildos, a wand, a flogger, nipple clamps, and three butt plugs of different sizes. She set the cuffs and blindfold on the bed, took off her underwear – just to discover how undeniably wet she was, quite literally dripping down her thighs, and did one last check of her makeup. She saw the See you soon 😉 text, and put the cuffs on first, shoved her underwear into her mouth, and laid down on the bed. She lowered the blindfold over her eyes, knowing that the hotel room door was still cracked and she was in nothing but a slutty nighty – easy for the taking.

Every sound had her on edge. Every scuffle in the hallway made her adrenaline spike, causing tingles to run through her body and her breath to hitch. She doesn’t know how long she’s going to be like this, which makes it so much better – and worse. She strained to hear if someone was coming into the room, but nothing but quiet greeted her ears. She fought the urge to remove the blindfold.

After what seemed like hours, though it was likely only about 10-15 minutes, her ankles are grabbed and she’s yanked down to the edge of the bed. There had been no words exchanged yet, and it caused her to scream through her underwear gagged mouth. She heard his laugh and immediately calmed some, knowing it was him. The next thing she knew, her slutty nightgown was torn off of her, revealing her breasts and pussy directly to him. Whimpers escaped through the gag as her thighs were slapped open.

“Miss me, little whore?” His deep, husky voice penetrated the room, penetrated her thoughts, her very being. Eagerly, she nodded her head, whines coming out through the gag that prevented her from really saying anything. Before she had a chance to react fully, she felt his hands stroking her pussy, a “tut tut tut” coming from his mouth as her hips raised of their own accord to his touch – searching for more. Small whimpers came out when he removed his hand, and his laugh at her reaction bringing the scarlet color to her cheeks as she breathed through her nose, still unable to see anything.

There she was, naked, exposed, desperately craving his touch – needing it. Her squirms were involuntary at this point, and his teasing laugh just increased her need. When she almost felt like she couldn’t take the suspense any longer, she heard him move over to her table of toys. She hears them being shuffled around, then hears a bottle open. She doesn’t know what for – she doesn’t need lube…she’s soaked. Surely he knew that.

Then, she feels it. It’s the small buttplug, and immediately her body shys away. He grabs her by the hips and yanks her downward so that her ass is hanging off of the hotel bed, electing a sharp inhale of breath through her nose. He instructs her to stay there and she adjusts to do that. When she feels the plug rim her ass, her whimpers are loud and she can barely restrain herself.

“Be a good girl now, and relax. You need to relax or this will hurt. We have to be gentle because it’s your first time.”

His words centered her. She focused only on him and her body responded to him, relaxing her muscles. He pushed then, just a bit, and her whimpers increased.

“Shh, shh, my good little slut. Shhh…” his voice was calming, causing her focus to be only on him.

It seemed like it was so fast then. The plug entered her, causing her back to arch. She had bought these plugs a long time ago but had never been brave enough to use them. He knew this from their conversations, knew her asshole was virgin to anything. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever felt. She was full, even though it was the smallest plug – she knew he wouldn’t start with the bigger ones in fear of hurting her. Testing it, she moves her hips around, eliciting a low, deep moan from her. His hand settles on her stomach, pinning her in place and stopping her movement.

“Good girl…let it be there for a moment. Feel it. How does it feel to be my little anal slut tonight?” He said with what she could only assume was a smirk on his face. She nodded her head eagerly, wanting nothing more than to be good for him – to serve him the way she was meant to do. He chuckled at her response. “Good little slut. We’re going to have some fun, sweetheart.”

It was then that she felt him enter her pussy. She hadn't seen his dick yet, she had no idea what to expect, but she felt it. With the plug in her ass, the sensation was so delicious, almost too much to handle. He felt abnormally large, but she was sure that part of that was because of that plug. Her eyes rolled back into her head – not that he could see that, considering her blindfold was still on – and he was so slow and meticulous with his movements that she felt she was going to go crazy. Her whimpers soon turned into moans of pleasure as he fucked her slowly, and she felt his hands on her nipples. He pinched them, hard, causing a slight scream from her panty gagged mouth. She felt the clamps shortly after, all the while he was still fucking her, slow and meticulous. Her gasp of surprise came when he clamped the left nipple, the right one following quickly after, and the pain mixed with the pleasure had her drunk with feeling. Her nipples were deliciously squished in the clamps, but her pussy was being fucked so well that she could do nothing except feel.

When he slapped her breasts, she arched her back. Her moans became short and cut off as each slap of her breasts pulled her further from that delicious mixture, deeper into herself and she felt a slow, deep orgasm building. He lifted her blindfold then and she saw his face, almost blinded by the light of the room.

He was beautiful. She could do nothing but stare at him as he fucked her still, and when he slapped her face she felt her vision darken around the edges. The sting was such a delicious reminder of her place.

“Good girl…you’re being such a good little whore for me, aren’t you, sweetheart? I think we should add something, don’t you?” He reached down and took the panties out of her mouth, and she licked her lips and closed her jaw for a moment. That granted her another slap to the face, and she submissively opened her mouth in response, knowing she wasn’t told to close it. Her small purple dildo was shoved into her mouth, an act of humiliation being inflicted on her. Tears started to stream down her face, smearing that makeup she had worked so hard on, and it brought a smile to his face at her reaction. Her eyes conveyed that she loved every second of this, even as her face heated from humility.

Then he grabbed her wand. This beautiful combination of pain and pleasure mixed together with the humiliation she was enduring was already bringing her so close to the edge, and her eyes watched him turn the wand on in apprehension. She mumbled around the dick in her mouth and he smirked, her words unintelligible. She didn’t even know what she was trying to say, and then the wand hit her clit. Fireworks exploded around her body and she arched her back, her scream echoing around the dildo in her mouth. Fresh tears streamed down her face as the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt racked through her body, and he continued fucking her – harder now, faster, chasing his own release. She was on birth control, and he knew that – so she knew he was going to cum in her tonight. Her orgasm seemed to stretch out for centuries before she felt him shoot his load into her, a low grunt escaping his mouth, and he gently pulled out of her.

She lay there, spent, and curled on her side. Proper aftercare was given as he cleaned her up, removing her bindings, the dildo from her mouth, the clamps from her nipples and the plug from her ass with gentle hands.