The hotel room
First post. Sorry for any errors. Feedback welcomed.
I put my key in the door and close it behind me. I drop my bag on the floor and immediately get to work following her instructions. I strip off and put my clothes in the bag. I make my way to the bathroom and clean myself ready for her. I put on my chastity cage and lock it shut, placing the key on the bedside table before making my way to the centre of the room, where I kneel and place the blindfold over my eyes.
I hear the door open, and hear slow footsteps encircle me. My mouth is pried open gently. A ball of wet fabric is shoved down into my throat. I immediately recognised them as her dirty wet panties. I felt her hands drift over my hard body, gently caressing move my chest and shoulders as she circles around me, inspecting. I felt the tip of her toes meet my cage, gently lifting it into a better viewing position before dropping it back down, the metal, assisted by gravity pulling heavy on my balls.
“Up” she commanded. I stood up, immediately following her directions. She pulled my hands above my head, fastening a set of cuffs to each wrist before securing them on the beam above me. I felt her finger, cool with lube at my entrance, gently warming up my hole, undoubtedly for something larger to follow. After a matter of minutes, I felt the familiar shape of my prostate massager slide into my ass. It immediately buzzed to life. I felt a warmth fall across my body, coinciding with the sound of why I thought were the curtains to the hotel room being cast open. “I’m heading back to the office for a meeting. Don’t have too much fun without me” she giggled. “And also, I thought you might like the view so I opened the curtains for you. Wow, it’s so busy outside, look at all those people down there. Byeeee”. The door slammed.
With his eyesight gone, his ears had become more sensitive, icon gup every noise, from the sound of the street outside his window, to the hum of the air conditioning unit that hung on the wall, and the occasional footsteps from outside his door. Every now and then the vibration in his toy changed pattern, alternating between strong and low, long and short pulses. He could feel his dick leaking like a faucet through the end of his cage. He envisioned the pile of precum at his feet, something he suspected he would’ve cleaning up later.
Hours had gone by, the prostate massager keeping him perilously close to the edge of coming, but not quite pushing him over the edge. He heard the rattle of keys as the door opened. “Do you like my room, it’s got a great view, don’t you think?” She said flirting.
“Well it’s certainly a view” said another female voice. The voice was familiar but still unrecognisable to him.
“Wow, look at his cock, it’s so tiny in that cage, I can’t believe it fits in there so easily. It’s barely bulging out”. The words cut deep inside of him.
“If you think that’s embarrassing, you should come a bit closer and look at the mess he’s made”. He heard the pair of females giggle.
“Wow it’s nearly full”.
Full, he thought? What was full.
The buzzing in his ass stopped abruptly, and the cuffs around his left wrist was released, his arms dropping to his side.
He felt his hand pull away from him being led by the cuff, dragging him across the room and onto his knees. His free hand became restrained once again, this time each hand being pulled to either side of body, to what he assumed was the corners of the bed.
Fingers found his edges of his mouth prying the dirty panties from his mouth.
“Now, just because the gags content mean you can speak, you know the rules”. I nodded in agreement.
“Our guest has graciously accepted my invite to come and play with us. Now, as your way of saying thanks, I think it would be polite of you to use that tongue of yours to show your appreciation.” Before he could nod in agreement, his face was pushed into a pussy. He immediately began to use his tongue, getting the lay of the land. The moans began instantly. If one thing was sure, he could do wonders with his tongue, thanks to the hours of practice his wife made him do. Before long, the moans intensified, the legs either side of his head tightening, locking his face into position. He was trapped. He licked away ferociously, trying to push her over the edge, as he felt him self starting to black out due to lack of oxygen. He felt her body shudder around him, followed by an untidy moan. Her legs opened and he felt her body relax onto the bed.
“Good job baby, I’m so proud of you. I think she enjoyed. For your efforts, I think a reward is in order, what do you think Taylor”. It clicked, the voice, he knew he recognised it.
About a year ago, he attended a trivia night with his wife for one of her work events they occasionally held. On their team was Taylor. She was a young intern who worked under his wife. All night he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. That night his wife had tied him up and questioned him about her. He had to list off all the things he liked about her and any thing he imagines about her. If she felt he was holding back he received a few whacks from a riding crop to his blue balls.
In his head he recounted that evening, his brain flashing images of her through his mind. Immediately he wished he dint have the blindfold on and could see her pussy from close up. Even a glimpse at her foot or hand would be a godsend.
“So, for your reward….” He was brought back into the room, aware of his predicament. “You get a choice for your reward. But. Each reward has its own cost. See even though you did a really good job of eating Taylor out, that’s not not enough to fully earn your reward, so there will be an additional cost. But, you won’t know the cost until you pick your reward”. There was the catch, he knew there would be a catch, there always is.
“So your choices are…
Remove the blindfold and get to see Taylor naked and remove the cage. No orgasms though. Or Taylor gets to peg you until you come in your cage.” “What he can actually cum from that, what a fucking loser.”
“Quick, you have 5 seconds to answer or we choose for you.”