Master and I had just arrived at our hotel room for our weekend away of fun and play, the king sized bed that I knew I probably wouldn't see much sleep in looked incredibly inviting but Master had a much better idea.
"Strip" he commands.
In seconds my entire outfit covers the floor.
He pulls out a large bundle of grey colored rope and he knows I get excited at the site so he uses it to his advantage as he often does. Slowly, he runs the rope over my bruised and bitten nipples, sending shivers down my spine. When I lean in to kiss him I hear my first command.
"Don't."
He says it quietly but it echoes through my brain. I must sit there, mouth open and available to his kisses and nibbles but I cannot return them. He runs his tongue along my lip and gently bites at them, then gets harder and harder. I obey my Master like the good slave I am and I stand there, still, while he continues. As Master teases and tests me with his lips he is slowly wrapping rope around my wrists behind my back.
"Sit down" and I do immediately on the cold, hard bathroom floor.
Soon I have rope tight around my ankles too, my hands tied behind my back. Master loops the rope around a towel rack on the bathroom wall and there I am, tied. "Don't move" Master says as he orders me to remain on the floor, tied, needy but obedient as he runs to the store. Master allows me to kiss him once before he goes and he was out the door shortly after.
It seemed like years passed and with each passing second the excitement in both my mind and between my legs grew, proud at what a good slave I was being and how pleased Master looked. I rock my hips back and forth to gain some friction between my legs, I don't even notice it at first and I stop immediately hoping Master wouldn't somehow know.
Finally, I hear a little "beep beep" as a card is swiped at the door and in comes Master. Just like every time I am overcome by a wave of physical and mental excitement to see him. He tells me that I have been a good little slave and he couldn't stop thinking about me while he was gone. Slowly and ever so teasingly Master starts undoing the binds holding me here as he kisses my body gently.
With the only rope remaining being on my wrists Master orders me to stand, walk over to the bed and get on the floor on my knees beside it. He walks around to the front of me and rubs the crotch of his jeans on my face knowing how much I want him, to please him.
Master undoes his pants and pulls out his cock for me. If I hadn't been on my knees already they would've been shaking at how much I wanted my Master.
"Since you've been a good little slut...suck." he says.
Immediately I run my tongue over the head and just as quickly I feel the sting of a smack across my face
"I said suck, not lick."
I hear as the excitement within me heightens. I obey my orders by shoving Masters entire cock into my mouth and feeling it hit the back of my throat.
I slobber all over it when I pull my head up and then I slam it back down again. I begin to gag so I take it deeper into my mouth knowing how much Master likes it when I gag on him. My mouth quickly fucks him, bobbing up and down and swirling around, taking my mouth off only to spit on Masters cock so I could push him in deeper.
"Stop"
So I do. Master crawls on the bed and orders me to come and straddle him. Once one leg is on either side of him Master sees I am struggling and undoes my hand ties to help me balance. The way I am sitting his cock rests just against my clit and he rocks slowly only to make me crazier in hopes of tempting me enough I disobey, he is testing me.
"Scoot down." he says.
I scoot to where his cock is no longer under me but just in front of me. I look down to see it and the next thing I feel is a stinging sensation on my ass and with a large slapping sound accompanying it and immediately I know. The leather strap of the riding crop smacks my skin burning it and my pussy aches in response, I know Master must've put it under his pillow in case I didn't listen.
"Don't try to be cute you little slut, you know what I meant.. hover my cock now."
Immediately I obey, crushed that I upset my Master but more eager to please him. Master positions me how he wants me, on my knees, straddling him, he hoists my ass in the air to a point my thighs ache but wants me to hover just above his cock.