I'd decided to host a seminar for my clients in the penthouse boardroom of an inner city hotel. The view from the boardroom was amazing so I decided to book the room below so stay in with you that night. My meetings were over for the morning and you'd taken the afternoon off so were waiting to lunch with me.
I excused myself to my clients and staff and took you to the wine bar in the lobby for a bottle and a bite. After we'd finished you stated that you were off to do more shopping before our evening together. I chose that moment to mention the room and our stay and told you that you really must see the view before dark. We walked to the elevator and ascended the building.
If the view didn't leave you speechless, the words that came out of my mouth next surely did. "Take off all of your clothes and stand by the bed." You know better than to disobey me and your clothes are quickly discarded. I walk to you, kiss you deeply and sit on the bed, telling you to lie face down across my lap. When you do, you see our toybox tucked under a pillow.
Withdrawing and opening the box I immediately grab the lube and give your arse a very liberal coating before sliding a finger into your puckered hole. I slowly, steadily penetrate you and then build a rhythm before slowing again and adding a second finger. The process is repeated again when I add a third. Once you're sufficiently lubed I reach for a buttplug you've never seen before, lube it up and insert it, slowly twisting and pushing to get its girth into you before the widest bit passes and your arse clenches, trapping its prisoner.
Next I cuff your hands, then your ankles followed by a short chain between them. You're now hogtied but one thing is missing so I blindfold you. Now I pick you up and carry you across the room. You can't see it but you're naked and kneeling near a window. I can't see anybody who'd be able to see in but I could be wrong. I kiss you goodbye and walk out the door, ensuring it's locked.
When I return to my conference I decide to let my staff handle the afternoon sessions while I sit and observe from the back. Now the fun can begin.
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You're blindfolded, naked, fake cock where the sun doesn't shine, bound and kneeling in a strangely quiet hotel room and your boyfriend has left you alone and gone god-only-knows where. You should be pissed off... you know you should... but the anticipation of what might happen is killing you. You start smiling and the possibilities and almost giggle when the plug comes alive, sending vibrations from your arse, all the way up your spine to your brain and all the way back down again to your clit. You squeal with delight and curse your bastard boyfriend for his sense of humour.
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Anybody looking backwards in the boardroom would have seen a huge grin on my face as I teased and tortured you with the small remote device in my pocket. I continued the process as I snuck out and descended the stairs to our room. One small burst, three long ones, a variation of the above so as not to become boring and then stop totally.