I gasped to breathe as her legs squeezed my head. She was riding my face very roughly now, her orgasm imminent. I kept up my oral attentions as she rode my tongue, mouth and nose, gasping for air when it became available. She bucked again, the straps of her garter belt rubbing against my cheek as she violently threw her body around. Now she ground down on me with her pelvis effectively cutting off all of my air and I knew she was about to cum. I could barely hear her as her thighs covered my ears. I felt her body shaking on top of me. She pressed her pussy deep onto my tongue and bounced up and down finally coming to rest with almost all her weight on my face. I could not breathe at all now. Her loins were all I knew. She came to rest in this position, panting. My hands touched her back. I patted her on her hips. She didn't move. I tried to gasp for air, but all I got for my effort was her swollen pussy deeper into my mouth. I relaxed my mouth and my eyes, resigned to my fate. My legs twitched once or twice and I saw darkness inside my eyes. It was completely quiet.
Air rushed into my lungs as I gasped to breathe. No weight was upon me. I seem to have passed out with her on top of me. It had only gotten this bad once before. She simply forgot to get off me while she enjoyed the afterglow. And this time I thought it was the afterglow of our entire visit that caused her to lose herself in her pleasure atop my face. We had both showered only minutes before and she said she wanted "one more for the road." She got several more and it was now 11:25. Checkout was at 11:30. We sure as hell missed the complimentary breakfast and never gave it a thought. "Call down and ask them for a few more minutes. They'll let us."
I looked up at her dazed. "What?"
"I said, give the front desk a call and let them know we're running late. Ask them for a couple minutes time. And get someone's name so you can tell them who said it was okay. Then you won't have to worry about leaving late. You always worry about that."
"Yes Mistress" I replied. That had been my reply for the past 2 days. "Yes, Mistress" was my refrain for everything from the mundane to the most perverted. "Yes Mistress, I'd love more bread" at dinner and "Yes, Mistress, please let me lick your ass... " while in bed.
I rang the front desk. "Hi this is Dean True up in 401. We're just running a little late, mind if we beg off a half hour?" The pleasant voice on the other end agreed. "And your name?" I asked. "Danielle" was her reply. She sounded young. "Thank you Danielle. We'll see you in a few minutes." I hung up and turned back toward Mistress. She stood by the bed with the chastity device in her hand. I looked puzzled.
"Lay back pet, it's time."
"But Mistress, you said I'd get to cum. I've been doing everything you've said for two days."
"Excuse me?" she cut me off. "I never said you'd get to cum. I said I'd consider it. Who's cock is this?" she grabbed my cock.
"Yours Mistress."
"And whose cum is this?" she asked as she grabbed my balls.
"Yours Mistress."
"You're damn right, now lay down."
"But Gina, it's not fair. I..."
She interrupted me this time with a slap across the face. She looked pissed. I'd never actually seen her really pissed off at me, but I was guessing this was it.
"Fair?! FAIR?! Who the FUCK said this was a fair relationship? WHO'S THE FUCKING MISTRESS HERE? Was there some part of this 'total chastity' that you just about fucking begged me for that included you getting your rocks off?" She reached over and squeezed my swollen balls. "These are mine. The contents are mine. You don't touch them, you don't massage them, you don't even fucking THINK about them unless I fucking tell you. If I find out you're doing otherwise, I'll rip the God damn things off your fucking body! Am I perfectly fucking understood?!" Her hand pulled down on my balls, stretching them to the point of pain.
I could only nod. My cock was flaccid. Actually, it was more than flaccid. It was as though I had just joined "The Polar Bear Club" swimming in the lake in February. Her hands quickly made use of this time and soon my chastity device was back on and the lock was through the hole, ready to be locked.
She had calmed down just a little bit. "Beg me pet. Beg me."
"Mistress...." I paused. "Mistress... please..." I couldn't say it. She turned away. "Mistress, please, just once. Just one cum, please."
She didn't turn back right away. She went over to the luggage. "Turn over. Lay on your stomach and don't look" she said very matter of factly. I sensed her anger in her voice. When she came back to the bed, she covered my eyes with a pair of panties. I could see some light and some movement, but not much. They smelled wonderful. I heard the lock on my chastity device snap shut. Now cuffs wrapped around my wrists and my arms were pulled with a rope to the side of the bed. "Knees on the floor" she ordered. Now I had my torso stretched across the bed with my knees resting on a few pillows on the floor. I was at the perfect height for her to take me again.