At 8pm that night there she was, alone in the hotel room kneeling on the floor, wearing heals, clad in lingerie, minus the panties, she had blindfolded herself, lastly she had cuffed her hands behind her back. She was a picture of submission. A willing servant to Sir's wants and pleasure. His Fucktoy.
The hotel room had a large mirror in the bedroom. She couldn't see it now thanks to the blindfold but the thought alone turned her on.
Her mind wandered back to the events of the day.. Sir had made her so horny, his messages had her dripping with anticipation. Her teasing of Robert had yielded an unexpected office rendezvous, and a rather exciting release in the stalls of the office co-ed bathroom. 'To be continued' he said. Maybe it would, it would depend on what Sir wanted, pleasing him was her purpose now, and she certainly wasnt going to object.
Her pussy was getting wet again at the thought and she adjusted, squirming a little, conscious that he might be close. At that moment she heard the familiar sound of the hotel door unlocking and someone entering the room.
'Hello?" She queried.
Nothing was said.
She heard footsteps get closer.
She could feel his presence, there was no doubting it was him. He could smell her arousal but she wasn't aching the way she would have been if she had abstained from cuming.
She felt a hand on her shoulder. It was his firm touch. Next She felt a leather collar being placed around her neck.
"Have you cum today?" He asked. She bowed her head. "Yes Sir"
"Hmmm" he responded sounding troubled. Giving a tug on the collar.
'But Sir, I followed the rules" she plead.
'Go on?" He queried.
"Robert, the fit young man from the office who I've been teasing. He made me cum in the bathrooms at work."
How?
With his mouth, he ate my pussy, but it could have been anything, you had me so aroused.
'Very good, did you return the favour?'
"I couldn't, he left straight away."
Hmm, you shall no doubt have other opportunities.
She felt the collar tighten.
For now I'm going to use you... like the fuck toy you are. Are you willing?
She nodded hearing the unmistakable sound of a zipper opening, she licked her lips knowing what was to come.
She could smell him as he moved closer she tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide. Her desire to please him was to be realised and was moments and inches away. She knew that he would be looking in the mirror at her - she must have looked every part the insatiable fuck toy as she knelt bound and blindfolded mouth open and tongue out waiting for his cock. first contact was the feeling of his warm meat against her cheek as he wiped his wonderful cock over her face. Her tongue snakes out to lick the base of it and his balls, then as he placed his cock on her tongue her lips instinctively wrapped around the head, with her hands bound behind her back her suction trying desperately to pull him in deeper. But he was teasing her, as she tried to bob forward he pulled back. she swirled her tongue around his head- he moaned with pleasure but still wouldn't give her more. Frustrated she was becoming desperate, she let go of her suction.. "Please Sir, I need it"
He chuckled, then wiped his cock on her face again, her tongue signalled her hunger as it snaked out to lick him as he allowed his balls to drag across her lips.
"i couldn't hold out today, I was thinking of you as Robert ate my pussy, it felt good but i desperately want to please you. Please use me as your fuck toy."
There was silence and then the blindfold was removed. Glancing sideways she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror; kneeling, half naked, bound, wearing a collar with a chain attached, breathing heavily, so turned on and hungry for the rigid cock only inches from her face,.. she really was his fucktoy now. He held the blindfold long enough for her to see his cock part her lips before he put it back over her eyes.. the visual would circulate in her mind as he pulled on the chain pulling her mouth onto his cock and and she worked him with vigour over and over. she wanted to use her hands as well but they were cuffed behind her back.
Every time she felt like she was getting him close to cuming he would yank the chain pulling her off him. this edging was frustrating.. but he was prolonging the experience, making her more and more desperate to have his cum.
In one of the intermissions he even took the time out to call room service and order champagne. It seems this would be going on for quite some time. She was trying to catch him off guard, to tip him over the edge and make him cum - she wanted that salty release. Oh god what had she become?
This went on for what seemed like ages, the edging both frustrating and arousing, then there was a knock at the door, room service. He pulled away buckled his trousers and went to answer the door. She knew she couldn't be seen from the doorway but she was turned on by knowing what she must have looked like.
"Champagne service Sir"
"Thank you, if you could place it on the table."
What!?..... He was inviting the room service guy in? He would surely see her now. She bowed her head to hide her identity before realising that blindfolded, cuffed and collared she wouldn't have even recognised herself like this.
She heard a voice in the distance "There you are Sir, Verve Clioquet, will there be anything else?"
"Thank you" came the reply and what sounded like the exchange of a tip. The door was closed.
The sound of champagne being poured, then footsteps drawing closer. The familiar sound of a belt buckle and fly being undone.
"Drink" as the bottle was placed to her lips. He knew that she loved this champagne, it made her body tingle. He poured and she swallowed but the bottle upended further meant she couldn't keep up and it spilt down her chin and chest, all the way down the natural funnel of her body to her kitty where it mixed with her body's juices causing a tingle of electricity.
Soon the bottle was replaced by the warmth of a solid cock and she went back to work. He was pouring champagne on the cock as she worked it and the taste was only arousing her more.
"Champagne and cock, they might be your two favourite things Fucktoy. Maybe not in that order."
She couldn't deny it. Especially with a champagne covered cock in her mouth. The chain was being used to control her, but now it was pulling her off the cock. She repeatedly forced herself back onto it every time the tension was released.
"You know what Fucktoy, I think you owe your colleague after today's events; perhaps I should call him down here so you can return the favour?"
'Mm hmmm' was all she could reply, too busy working the champagne flavoured cock in her mouth. She knew it was likely to happen at some point, Robert would be looking for the first opportunity and any resistance she offered would be feigned. Knowing it would please Sir only added to her desire.