Your breath catches as the door to the hotel room opens. There is a moment of silence that seems to last an eternity, is this a trick? Did you really hear the door open? If it did open who opened it? The relief is clear when you hear me speak.
"Good, you have prepared yourself correctly" I say stern and assertive.
"Thank you," you reply shyly "Sir!" You can't see but I smile at this, I never asked you to call me anything, but this show of respect pleases me.
You had been kneeling facing away from the door for 10 minutes waiting for my arrival, prepared to the specification I had laid out. You are topless, wearing only a short black skirt, black French knickers and black stockings, with the addition of a leather collar, blindfold and leather wrist cuffs attached together behind your back.
I circle you a couple of times, admiring your body. Your nipples clearly show the anticipation at what is yet to come. You follow me with your head when possible, but do not turn your back. You know that you were told to keep facing away from the door, until expressly told otherwise.
You feel me touch your shoulders; I then take a hand full of hair and gently pull saying only "Up!"
You stand up, I tilt your head back, and standing behind you passionately kiss you. You kiss me back. I keep you bent backwards with one hand and fondle your breasts with the other, just to see how hard they are. I then move that hand down to your crotch, it gives away your deep feeling, you are soaking. I then break the kiss, tossing your head upright; your hair falls over your face.
I move round to face you, clear the hair from your face and kiss you once more. Still kissing, I guide you to the end of the bed, and with you standing by it, I then move down your neck, chest and breasts. I suck each nipple, and with each you let out a small gasp, this makes me smile again. I go further down, dropping your skirt before I reach it.
I kiss down your panties, tasting your wetness. You shake a little, you can feel my breath through your underwear. You blush, you had kept yourself under control until now, but I don't mind. I was surprised you were not bright red when I entered the room!
I then guide you to sit on the end of the bed. Then I start to remove your stockings, one leg at a time, inch by inch kissing the newly exposed flesh. You knew I was Dominant, and would make you do things, but you did not expect such tenderness. You relax and enjoy the sensations, your pussy gets wetter and you feel a desire, in it, you have not felt before. It's powerful, you did not know you could want something so badly! Then once both your legs are bare (I am glad you had them waxed just a few hours before, they are smooth as silk) you then feel me breath on your clit, through your now soaked underwear. You feel me gently bite, then I slowly pull you panties off with my teeth.
You hear a zipper, and I tell you to open your mouth. You do as I ask thinking you are about to receive my cock. You are wrong! It is your soaked panties that you taste, and once they are in your mouth, it is covered by tape. You try to scream, but can't, but for some reason you don't understand, you don't mind. I kiss your forehead, and then make my way down your face, kissing your lips through the tape. You try to kiss me back, but your mouth is too full, and the tape on too tight. You feel a strange desire, that same feeling that lead you to talk to me in the first place. The one that feels so right, yet seems so wrong, your submissive desire.
I undo your hands, only to re tie them above your head, to the top of the bed. I then start kissing down further, neck and then chest kissing your cleavage and making my way between your breasts. You feel something pinch your nipples, but it is not the same as my fingers, from earlier. You try to think what it could be. What was in that bag I left in the room, for you to look through, while you prepared for today? There is only one thing it could be -- clothes pegs! As I make my way down your stomach, more clothes pegs round your breasts, and something else. Its light, a little rough what could it be? Its string you feel resting on your body.
I breath on your clit once more. My warm breath makes you shudder, you want to tell me to take you, but you can't. I tease you with my tongue, I can hear a muffled cry of frustration. I smile for a moment and then give you the full benefit of my tongue. You cum almost instantly, so I keep going, licking inside your pussy, using my thumb to rub your clit, and so build you towards a second, and bigger orgasm.
I remind you to "ask for permission this time."
You try, try as hard as you can, but whether it is the gag, or just the high you feel, you are just unable to do so. You are screaming inside your head "Please I want to cum!" but make no distinguishable sound, just muffled moans.