An erotic adventure begins...
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Posted:Feb 12, 2020 5:53 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 6:30 am 1507 Views
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I see you in the hotel bar. Alone. Obviously here for some conference or convention.
You’re wearing a short grey skirt with a dark sleeveless top, maroon blazer and dark nylons with ankle strap heels maybe an inch or three higher than appropriate even if they do amazing.
I watch you pull the olive from the skewer in your martini with your teeth and all I can think is how sexy those lips would stretched tightly around a shiny red ball gag.
You stretch forward to grab the check and I imagine you straining helplessly against a secure web of tightly tied ropes wrapped around your body.
I casually make my way to the bar and catch a glimpse of your room as you scribble it on the bill. Setting my empty glass down I swiftly exit and make my way to the elevators as you gather your things. Catching the first one up, I’m gone before you even make your way of the bar. The hallway is empty and I swiftly devise a plan.
I quickly make my way down the hall, past your room, and wait for the sound of the elevator arriving. I begin my way back as soon as you come into view, making your way to your room, oblivious. I pace myself to pass you right when you get to your door.
It works like a charm and the second I hear your door ‘click’ I whirl and grab you, clamping my hand tightly over your mouth as I force you into your room.
You squeal into my hand as I push you roughly towards the desk, kicking the door shut as we move. Forcing you down over the desk I wrestle your hands together behind you and growl “Shut up” in your ear. A moment later a larger sponge is forced past your lips, filling your mouth and silencing any calls for help… “The more you struggle, the harder this will be…” I threaten, and for a moment you freeze…
Just enough time to pull a thick plastic zip-tie around your wrists behind you, securing them tightly.
Kneeling down I use more of the ties to bind your ankles and knees. You whimper as the plastic cuts into your soft curves, and shiver as I slowly move my hands over your silken legs.
Standing I pull a partial roll of duct tape from my pocket and pull it over your mouth to secure the sponge in place. I wrap it completely around several times, gagging you tightly. With a fair bit of tape left I wrap it around your body, locking your arms to your sides, using it all up before chucking the spent cardboard ring into the trash.
Pulling you upright, I wrap an arm around you, pulling you back into my chest. I clamp one hand tightly over your gagged mouth and slid my other hand up your body to squeeze your breasts. You squeal into the gag and writhe against me but your body betrays you… Your nipples are rock hard…
Smirking I continue to roughly fondle them, my cock hardening as you grind back against me in your struggles. Your ass pressing against me as you wriggle and squirm.
Taking your arm, I force you to hop over to the bed in your inappropriately heels. I stop, eying your suitcase on the chair next to the bed and grab the silken scarf I see casually laying there. A moment later its tied securely over your eyes, blindfolding you.
Giving you a slight shove, you fall onto your side on the bed. Rolling you onto your front, I run my hand over your ass, chuckling as you writhe sexily, ‘mmphh’ing’ into your thick gag. Pulling my hand back I give you several firm slaps on the ass, not missing the way you moan slightly after each surprised squeal.
Standing, I go to the phone and yank the cord from the wall. Next, I do the same with the power cord from the TV. Returning to the bed I pull your feet up behind you and wrap the phone cord around your bound ankles, before securing them to your wrists, hogtying you.
Taking the power cord I tie it loosely around your neck and secure the end to the bedframe. Just enough to keep you in place.
“Now don’t struggle too hard, you’re more likely to strangle yourself than get free… and I wont be long you sexy bitch…” I growl into your ear. “I’ll be right back and then we’ll really get to know each other…”
I hear you whimpering into your gag as I close the door, and then I hear nothing. Smirking, I hurry away. The real fun is yet to come…
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