We return to the hotel as the sun begins to sink lower in the sky. My third day as your toy is coming to an end, well, at least time wise. I know that the day is not nearly over for me and the butt plug in my ass is a reminder of that. You come over to me, reach behind me and remove it. I crawl into the bed and fall asleep quickly, not even really noticing anything that you're up to. I wake up about an hour later to find that I have been tied to the bed, spread eagle. It is reminiscent of how you wanted me to be when you came back the first day. I look for you and see that you are going through your suitcase of goodies, trying to find something suitable for play. You notice my stare and come over, blindfold in hand.
"Don't want you to see what's going on, slut. That would take all the fun out of this."
You place the blindfold over my eyes and I am left there, totally helpless and at your mercy. I hate to admit it, and wouldn't if you asked me after this weekend, but I like that feeling.I feel the tingling beginning in my pussy before you even do anything. I am wet, getting wetter by the minute, just thinking about what you might do to me.
I can sense that you are over me, and feel some things being laid on the bed. You lean in and kiss me, hard, your tongue forcing its way into my mouth. It seeks out mine and they tangle together for several moments. I strain against the ropes, trying to bring myself closer to you, to feel your body in some way as we kiss. You break the kiss and I can feel your hand running up my left leg. Your other hand is on my cheek, then my neck. I am lost in the sensations of your touch. Goosebumps appear on my skin and I quiver in the pleasure that I get just from your touch, and you haven't even touched my pussy or breasts yet.
I'm so lost in the moment that I don't notice the new sensation of something on my skin. It tickles at first and I can't quite place it. Focusing, I realize what it is. A feather! You're slowing drawing a feather over my skin, starting at one foot, up to my waist, then back down the other leg to the other foot. Then up to one arm, across my neck, and down the other. I moan, out of pleasure and frustration. I want your touch on my pussy so much. The feather is back on my leg. This time as you drag it up, you go up the inside of my leg and softly graze my pussy with it. I gasp with the sensation and arch my back, wanting to increase the pressure of the contact. Then it's gone, back down the other leg. I moan again, my hips still bucking upward, reaching for any contact.
"My that's a sexy sight, slut. You're all spread out and begging for my touch with your body. And your pussy is so wet and dripping. You are such a wanton, but sexy slut."
The feather moves back up my leg to my pussy once again, moving back and forth, teasing my already swollen clit. I feel you move from the side of me to the end of the bed. I don't know what you are going to do now, but when I feel your breath on my pussy, I get even wetter. I love it when you eat my pussy and I want it so bad now that I almost find myself begging for it.
You slowly lick a path from the inside of my left thigh to my pussy. You blow on my clit, sending a shudder through me, and then move back down the other thigh, leaving me whimpering. You move back up my thigh to my pussy, and once again, all you do is breath on my clit, and move away. I am almost crying, I want you so bad. You sense this need, but do not give in.
