All of works are fiction from my own imagination. Any similarity to other stories, people or not intentional.
Jeff and Shelia had been planning this weekend for months. In fact, Jeff had been imagining the weekend since the moment he met her. They had met four years prior at a bar; both abandoned their friends to spend the night together and ever since they had not been apart. They checked into the hotel like any normal couple and headed to the suite which Jeff had ordered. But unknowing to Shelia, Jeff had actually been in the room earlier setting up, the hotel believed it was for a birthday surprise. The lift took them up the building to the top floor, the hallway was baked in a soft glow with only four doors leading to the magnificent suites. They stopped at the black, oak door with the name of the Suite emblazoned in red 'DESIRE'. Shelia shook slightly as just the look of the word was so sensual it made her whole body tighten.
The outer wall of the suite, like the entire hotel, was made of a tinted glass which allowed for the occupant to see out but no one to see in, perfect for the feeling of being watched. There were three main rooms. They entered the suite into a living area which included two deep red large sofas, one matching love seat; a pool table and a small kitchenette. Moving into the bedroom the room contained a bespoke four poster bed which was the equivalent of two king beds in size. A chaise lounger was also in the suite alongside a beautiful oak dressing table. The final room, the bathroom, was pure luxury. A huge egg-shaped tub stood on a platform in the middle of the room and easily could fit four people. There was also a large shower with a total of six shower heads and finally there was a large vanity unit with his or her sinks. The entire suite had voice-controlled lighting and music. It was perfect.
"Are you okay?" Jeff caught Shelia's cheek with his hand and looked intensely into her eyes.
"Yes Sir," Shelia was about to fulfil Jeff's fantasy, which had now become hers. She was about to become his completely and obey every command.
"Get ready then, slave and remember you don't cum without my permission." Jeff whispered as he walked towards the kitchenette. Shelia knew what was expected. She moved into the bedroom and stripped off her dress revealing her rather risqué underwear. The underwear was a deep red with peek-a-boo holes on her nipples and crotchless panties, her outfit also comprised of soft velvet cuffs on her ankles and wrists which could snap onto restraints as needed. Shelia walked to the end of the bed and knelt in the centre. The soft carpet cushioning her.
She waited for over a minute before she heard him. Jeff appeared holding a dram of whiskey with low riding black jeans and a white t-shirt. He walked over to her admiring the sight of her submissive to him. He took a sip of whiskey before placing it on a side table. He walked over to Shelia took her chin in his hand and tilted her up towards him.
"You are beautiful," she smiled at his compliment before he bent to take her mouth with his. The kiss was passionate but short. He reached behind him to a black holdall, Shelia had not been allowed to look in this bag. Jeff pulled out a blindfold and fixed it over Shelia's eyes. She tensed for a second the excitement heightening.
"Lights low, music soft" Jeff demanded. The music started, it was an orchestral piece with a slow build, perfect for the moment. Next Jeff removed a crop from the bag. He dragged the end of the crop up Shelia's body starting just below her clit. As he reached the centre of her breasts, he then lightly tapped her nipples with the crop. Immediately her nipples hardened responding to his touch. Jeff repeated the pattern of a slow drag before a sharp tap on her sensitive zones -- her nipples, thighs, stomach, arse and clit. When he finally hits her clit Shelia cannot help but audibly moan and her legs shake slightly. The sexual need building within her growing more and more. Hearing her moan Jeff knows he has her right where he needs her, on the edge of pleasure. He places the crop aside and reaches for her arms. He pulls her to stand before lifting her into his arms. He walks her to chaise lounger which is laid along the glass wall. Her blindfold still being on meant she was completely a puppet in his arms. He sat on her lounger with her back to the glass. He spread her thighs before clipping her ankles into the restraints he had previously installed. He then clipped her wrists together behind her back. Jeff stood for a second admiring Shelia. Spread, open and ready for him. Jeff flicked his tongue on her nipples before immediately feasting on her pussy. He licked up through her folds before sucking on her clit. Immediately Shelia began to struggle against the restraints due to the instantaneous need to cum.
"Please can I cum Sir? Please?" Shelia desperately moaned as Jeff held her punishingly tight feasting on her.
"No." His response was stated with a smirk before he began to feast on her pussy again this time adding two fingers into her soaking pussy. Her moans got louder which was making Jeff happy. He wanted her to disobey, he wanted as excuse to punish her.
"Please sir! Please let me cum," She begged loudly. "I will do anything,"
"No. You must learn to control yourself my love," Shelia desperately tried to think of anything but the sensation of his mouth on her clit and his fingers in his pussy but within a minute she exploded with her first orgasms of the night.
