This short story is a work of fiction, but a fantasy my wife and I have discussed, who knows one day it might cone true.
The time approaches.
"Ok he'll be here in a few minutes, time to get ready."
You take a big gulp of Prosecco before applying your lipstick in the hotel mirror, satisfied you turn to me and see me holding the arm binders. I walk behind you and sit you on the end of the bed, you put your arms behind your back and I slide the binders on before securing them tight, your arms now immobilised completely making you heart and pussy flutter at your helplessness.
I offer you a final sip of prosecco, then retrieve the hood. I pull your hair away from your face and carefully roll the mask over your head, careful not to smudge your lipstick as I position the open mouth section over your mouth. Finally, I place a collar with a short leash round your neck. I step back, you look so hot, stockings and stilettos, open breasted corset framing your tits, accentuated further by your arms pinned behind your back.
"You ready honey?" I ask.
"Yes." You reply with a curt nod of your head.
My phone buzzes, I walk over to get it, you feel a tingle of anticipation in your pussy.
I read the message, he's here. I reply with the room number and hit send.
I walk over to you and guide you to your feet, then help you down to your knees.
A minute or two later there is knock on the door, I walk over and let him in. He follows me into the room and sees you kneeling waiting.
"Wow!" he says, "she is so hot."
"Absolutely." I say, then leaning down beside your ear "You're to do everything he tells you to do."
He undoes his belt and unzips his flies, pulling out his cock. It's semi hard and already a good 6 inches, he strokes it to its full length and I take the leash and hand it him. He pulls up on the leash, firmly but not harshly, lifting you up onto your knees, then he pulls you forward and you shuffle forward towards him.
"Open your mouth." He instructs, and you part your pretty red lips. He guides the helmet of his cock between your lips, it feels big and smooth in your mouth and against your tongue. He places one hand round the back of your head the other still griping the leash and eases his cock in your mouth. You gasp helpless with your arms bound behind you as he slides his cock in and out of your mouth. You gag and he withdraws slightly, enough for you to regain your breath then pulls you onto his cock once more. He fucks your mouth some more then pulls out and drops your leash. He kicks off is trousers and boxers and removes his top. He retrieves a condom from his trousers and pulls it on his straining cock.
"Up" he instructs, taking hold of the leash again, pulling you awkwardly to your feet. You stand uneasily in your high heels with arms bound behind your back. He leads you over to the couch and pulls you down over his lap. You yelp fearing you will fall to the floor without being able to see.
"Jesus!" You exclaim.
He strokes your ass with one hand, clasping his other over your bound wrists ensuring they are out of the way. He then brings down a big heavy hand down on your ass, a loud smack echoes round the room. He spanks you over and over alternating cheeks. I watch your ass pinken at first then redden and you start to wriggle and writhe on his lap.
He pauses, lets go of your wrists and slides his hands between your legs. He parts them easily then traces his fingers up to your pussy, which he finds slick to the touch.
"Ah so you enjoyed your spanking then?" He teases, and slides a finger inside you. He fingers you with one then two fingers, rubbing his thumb over your clit.
