The following events are fictional. Any resemblance to real people, places or events is purely coincidental. All persons depicted are at least 18 years old. Are we sitting comfortably, then I'll begin.... the story will be written in 1st person, and for the purposes of ease just assume that "Paul," looks just like me. Enjoy.
The elevator door opened, 7th floor. I looked at the sign, 735 was to the left. I started walking down the corridor, the carpet was soft and despite not really trying to, I moved in silence. As I approached the door i could feel my legs turn slightly wobbly, I had a bit of an adrenaline flutter in my stomach, I was nervous. I dont know why, I had met strangers on the Internet for sex before, id even met a couple before, I never felt like this. Perhaps it was the venue? This was the Grand hotel after all, the tallest building in the city, well known as luxury that was expensive, but obtainable. Perhaps that put me on edge. I approach the door and knocked 3 times. Shit I thought thats not my normal knock..... "Paul?" Came a voice from inside, "yes, yeah its me," i replied. The door opened slightly and I was told to come on in. I walked in to a like a small hall way, it was empty i closed the door behind me and walked on in to where the hotel room opened up. It was softly lit, it was huge, but honestly it looked like most other hotel rooms only bigger. There was a king size bed and a single bed, a dresser a seat, a wardrobe and some mirrors. A TV on the wall. The hall way was made because the bathroom was immediately beside the door.
"Hi im Ryan," a man stood by the king bed, he was about 5 ft 9 tall, a bit shorter than me, slim build shirt dark hair and just slightly more than a 5 o clock shadow on his face. He was wearing a business suit, dark in colour, he looked good. I looked about. No sign of a woman. "Fuck!" I thought, "this lad is a buffer," he must have seen me looking about, for he said "Hollee will be up shortly. She's down in the bar," "oh OK no worries." I replied. "OK so I should run through a couple of quick ground rules Paul, firstly, youre here to indulge our fantasy, not the other way round. We arent into that sub and master or any of that violent shitt, but if you dont do as your told there are..... corrections." The pause was ominous. "Just relax do as your told and enjoy the ride. Oh speaking of which," Ryan walked over to the dresser, "have a glass of wine, its complimentary to the room," he handed me a glass of white, I must have looked at it funny, "dont worry theres nothing in it he laughed." I took a sip. "So youre Bi?" He said "well sort of, I wouldn't ever be in a relationship as such with a guy but yeah im down to fool around." I replied, "I dont really care about that, but there are levels of Bi, a lot of men claim to be Bi to get into this room then when they see a dick they freak out, so explain to me where and what you've done?" I told him id basically done everything except been fucked my self. Hand jobs blow jobs facials the works. "OK fair enough. Just so you know, if you stay ill be fucking your ass tonight. You ok with that?" I was slightly taken aback by the abrupt way in which he addressed it but I indicated I was down for whatever. We started just chatting about life in general, football, women etc. I found out Ryan and Hollee worked together, Hollee was Ryan's bosses boss, and they met up a few times each year to fuck but other than that they weren't a couple. About 15 mins since I arrived, (and 2 glasses of wine) suddenly we heard a key card at the door. "Show time," said Ryan with a wink. The lights came on, much harsher than it had been, and in walked Hollee. She carried herself like she was in charge in any room she was in. She walked in and stopped just as she got to the main bedroom bit. "Paul?" She asked, I stood up and acknowledged her. She was gorgeous. About the same size as Ryan, she was wearing a strapless dress, it was a dark burgundy colour with some sparkles thought it, there was like a lace material hanging down in rows, like a hommage to the flapper dresses of the 1920s. The dress was short, not indecent but short and sexy. She had dark opaque tights on, and stiletto heels. The only thing I could complain about was her tits were very small, but she carried it off well in the dress and how she carried herself. She absolutely oozed sex appeal. "Ryan has gone through the rules i trust?" "Yes i think we covered everything," "ok. Look youre here for us, but we want you to relax and have fun too, you having fun always makes it better, oh and this isnt a one and done thing, we want you to stay the night. There's gonna be a lot of fucking done." Even the way she said that was with the confidence that comes from being the big boss. "If things get too extreme for you, we normally use Pineapple, as the safe word, we hear that we stop immediately, you hear it you stop immediately understand?" "Yes of course, I like that this is all pre planned." "If you cant say pineapple because.. I dont know maybe you've got a mouth full, 6 quick loud taps on any surface will alert us. 6 is a good number its deliberate, you could accidently do 3 or 4 but by the time you get to 6 youll have got our attention and youll be doing it deliberately." "Pineapple, 6, got it." Hollee walked over to me, gave me a big kiss, then broke it off. "Ryan and I are going to nip to the bathroom to get ready, strip off, fold your clothes and leave them on the dresser, let's get this show on thr road shall we?"
They disappeared into the bathroom, Ryan dimmed the lights again. Fuck sake I thiught. I have my best Calvin Klein boxers on, the ones that make my cock look great and theyre not gonna see them. I stripped off folded up my clothes and set them as I was told. In an act if defiance a left my boxers on. Hollee was the first to leave the bathroom, she had released her long dark hair from the tight bun it was in, quite literally let her hair down. She stopped. "Perhaps I wasnt clear.... STRIP NAKED." she barked at me. Like a reflex I nearly jumped out of my boxers folded them and placed them with the rest of my clothes. Hollee approached me she walked round me like a farmer surveying cattle. She grabbed my ass, she ran her nails down my chest, at this point i noticed she was actually in incredible shape, the definition on her arms and shoulders was fine, she clearly worked out a lot. She poked me in the chest with her nail, pushed me back towards the seat in the corner. "Enjoy the cuck seat." She said cruely. I fell into the seat, she leaned over me and fastened my arms to the arms of the chair with leather restraints that were already attached. I noticed while I was buckled in quite securely, the restraints themselves were attached with velcro to the chair. Icould easily rip them off if I wanted, but I suspended reality and went with it. She produced a ball gag, which was bigger than the one I used at home. She was quite forcefully putting it on, tight, it was too big for my mouth and was incredibly uncomfortable. She then took a step away "no somethings missing" she pondered. She started to sway her hips side to side, and turned slowly, like she was giving me a lap dance show. She got slightly closer, she was dancing for me, she turned round and bent slightly over, this was her main event, her ass was fucking incredible. It was big, and taught and the perfect shape. How had I missed it? As she danced she pulled the skirt section of her dress up, as she was bent over the opaque tights became almost see through. I could see what looked like a G string thong, with 4 diamond style jewels at the top down towards her ass cleavage. Sexy. She started removing her tights. The thong was scarlet red. Wow. She got down on her knees between my legs and looked up at me. If I was to bet at this point I thought she was gonna start sucking me, how naive I was. She took her tights and tied my legs to the legs of the chair. Before getting back to her feet. A cruel smile came across her face. She put her stilettos back on and walked back towards the bathroom, she gave her ass a firm slap and looked over her shoulder at me before pulling her dress back over her ass. A few seconds later she reemerged from the bathroom with Ryan who was completely naked. "He disobeyed the very first instruction Ryan. Are you sure hes our man?" "Fuck sake Paul, its not hard just do as your told." " so your punishment, since you like wearing underwear so much...." at this she reached up into her dress and started to pull down her thong, she stepped out of it and walked to wards me with it drapped on her finger. She placed them over my head, the diamonds below my nose on the ball gag so the string that was in her ass crack was right up my nose. I wish I could tell you they had some fragrance or another but, honestly they didnt. The string was so small it basically couldn't I guess. I felt quite humiliated, but at the same time, I was incredibly turned on, my cock had stood right to attention and was straining.
"You can sit there, and enjoy the starter, consider what your punishment and try to be better," whispered Hollee.
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