As they entered the hotel lobby Gino could hear the faint tinkle of little bells. This jingling brought a small smile of pleasure to his face. The woman on his arm was his wife, Daniella. A stunner, at only five feet tall but she carried her stature so well she looked taller. Maybe it was her five-inch heels. One could not help but notice such a handsome pair. They were like bookends; their dark hair and eyes, of the same height, athletic and tanned bodies.
He surprised her this weekend. He spoiled her with two days and nights at her favorite spa and with him at her side the whole weekend. Gino gave her a clip for her clitoris to mark the occasion. Tonight was the first time she wore the clip. It was ten of the tiniest little brass Indian bells you ever have ever seen. When she walked it was like faint music. With each step she took, the faint wispy musical jingle drifted from between her legs.
After they checked in at the front desk, Gino and Daniella made their way to the bank of elevators across from the front desk. As the doors closed, she turned and smiled up at him. He lifted her red mini-skirt, slid his finger in to search for her clit. He made the little bells jingle a bit more than when she walked. She was standing there, allowing him this pleasure, when the elevator doors opened suddenly. There stood a gentleman. He was well groomed, Armani suit, and impeccable hair. He smiled at his good fortune. The good fortune of finding adults caught in the act of playful pleasure. This gentleman only winked at them mischievously, entered the elevator and stood to their left in the corner.
As the elevator continued upward, Gino made an attempt to lower Daniella’s skirt. Deciding to smooth things over he kissed her deeply then placed his fingers in her mouth so she could taste her own sweet honey.
The gentleman stood quietly in the corner intently watching them. Wanting Gino’s attention, he cleared his throat and spoke:
“May I”? nodding toward Daniella and waited for permission before he moved.
“Yes, please”. Gino said.
Daniella’s eyes never left Gino’s face as this stranger reached to touch her pussy right there in the elevator. You could hear the bells gently jingle as his manicured hand reached her pussy. Gino and Daniella both looked to see a smile grow upon the strangers face in delight at his newfound treasure. Daniella moved one foot a step to the side so he could better enjoy this little treasure. A big smile of pleasure and desire grew on her face. She enjoyed how his fingers felt, different from Gino’s, as they touched her, right there with Gino’s permission no less. The gentleman’s fingers were thicker and rougher than Gino’s and pressed between her swollen lips. She could feel herself grow wet. She looked to Gino for reassurance and found lust and desire in his eyes. A moan escaped Daniella’s lips. Gino kissed her deeply and cupped her left breast. The gentleman saw them kiss and continued to fondle her wet pussy, flicked at the tiny bells and enjoyed their jingle. He removed his fingers from her pussy and let her lick them.
He thanked Gino for the opportunity. They heard the elevator ding as they reached their floor and the doors opened. Gino and Daniella started to leave. Daniella hesitated for just a moment. Gino whispered in Daniella’s ear.
“Go to him. Kiss him so he can taste your wetness from your mouth”.
Daniella kissed Gino first, walked to the gentleman, kissed him long and deep. A loud moan escaped his throat. He allowed his tongue deep in her mouth enough to taste and then backed off. She looked back at Gino and softly said.
“Please Gino, may I have him too?”
Gino gave the gentleman the room number as the elevator doors closed. He led Daniella to their suite. Unlocked the door, his hand to the small of her back, close enough to hear the tiny bells jingle again. Almost immediately he began to undress her. Gino unzipped her skirt, let it drop to her ankles. She had no panties on. He placed his hands on her waist, slowly and lightly touched her skin. He lifted the little satin top off her breasts and up over her head and arms. His thumbs stopped for a moment and caressed her already hard nipples because she wore no bra tonight. He knew how she adored the feel of silk on her bare skin. He tossed her top across the room and let it fall where it may. Gino walked over to the suitcase he had brought with them. As he opened his case he noticed that Daniella started to play with her nipples, slowly teased them, caressed her own body with her touch, inched her way to the mound between her legs. Gino cleared his throat and said to her.
“No, Daniella”.
“Yes” she whimpered.
“There is time for that later…for now you can only anticipate”.
Gino instructed Daniella to lie upon the bed as he removed neckties from his suitcase. He walked up to her, tied first her right wrist then her left with a tie, but not to the bed yet. They watched each other intently. He instructed her to lay spread eagle on the bed. Trusting Gino explicitly, she did so without question, willingly. Gino secured first her right wrist to the bed then her left. He then moved toward her legs, slowly teased her as he dragged the ties across her face, neck, breasts, stomach, slower across her mound and finally down and across her right leg. Now at the foot of the bed he tied her right ankle to the bed nice and taut. He did the same for her left leg. Gino admired his work. Daniella was naked and tied. He remembered the blindfold in his case for her. He retrieved this from the suitcase and put it on Daniella. He kissed her deeply just as they both heard a knock at the door. Gino leaned down to Daniella’s ear and he bit her earlobe. He whispered to her,
“Are you ready, darling?”
Gino did not wait for her answer for it did not matter. He moved between her legs. He spread her swollen vaginal lips painfully wide, wider than she ever had been before, and thrust his tongue inside her.
“Yes, You’re ready”. He answered for her.
Gino heard a soft whimper escape Daniella’s throat, the door chimed. He grinned and went to answer the door. Daniella heard only muffled voices but nothing distinct. Daniella felt very vulnerable, exposed, hot, and wet as she lay there. Her heart began to beat faster at the possibility of what she believed was about to happen to her, courtesy of Gino’s direction.
Daniella now heard someone approach. Gino perhaps, the person who knocked, the gentleman from the elevator she wondered as she lay there helpless. She felt the mattress shift as weight settled to her right side. She felt a hand press down lightly on her belly then her mound. She still wondered who this could possibly be. She felt wetness as it was dripped between her breasts. She waited, softly whimpering. Now she felt hands caress her between her 38D breasts, the wetness rubbed into her skin. She realized there were three hands! Was there three people or two or many. She knew not, nor cared not now. What Daniella did not know, was it’s only two people, one dripped the oil on to her thighs and the other alternated between pinching her nipples and the oil massaged into her breast. She caught Gino’s scent and found comfort knowing he was still in the room. She remained silent. She dared not even moan.
Daniella knew it would not be long before she gave over to the wanton desires of total submission, to merely be the toy, the fantasy, the slut and slave her master so desired. The person at her legs slid higher on her thigh, close but not able to touch her pussy. He made circular movements against her mound. She began to squirm and tug on her ties. Her hands grasped the ties at her wrists so she’d have something to hold on to. Her desire to touch herself was strong and overbearing, almost too much for her. Her restraints frustrated and excited her. A groan escaped her lips, her body slowly rolled from side to side, when two hands lifted her up by the waist as another pair of hands coated her butt cheeks with the warm scented oil. Daniella could think only about how wonderful all this felt right now when she suddenly felt breath against her ear and recognized Gino’s whisper…
“It’s not the gentleman from the elevator darling”. Daniella’s head exploded with the possibilities Gino could have gone to. She moaned “
ohhhhhhhhhhhh
” in such a sweet whimper. Someone pinched Daniella’s nipples and pulled up hard on them. Unable to respond, her attention focused on the hands that kneaded the oil into her body that heightened her senses. Daniella’s body traitorously responded to the simplest of touches, and she spread her legs wider than necessary. One hand moved between her thighs. More oil was spread on her pussy but not between her lips. She felt only the hands that kneaded her breasts, thighs and pussy intensely. Daniella’s body rose in response to the heightened waves of desire as they washed through her body. Her body now responding against her will. She felt her swollen vaginal lips spread wide open, cool air upon her, her bells jingled slightly.
