I had a morning and afternoon of anticipation building ahead of me. After he had left his cum leaking out of me the previous night, I was ready for round two. I spent the day trying to forget about what was to happen later in the evening, and, eventually, bought a bottle of wine and made my way back to the hotel. I walked into the room and almost immediately received a message.
Don't forget, wear a skirt and fishnets. I'll see you at 8.
Check. 6:30pm, still had an hour and a half to get ready. I stripped down and hopped into the shower letting the warm water beat down on my body. I lathered my hair and wondered what would be in store for tonight. I was told a few weeks ago to purchase a spreader bar which had arrived just in time and wondered just how it was going to be used. I let my hands wander to my pussy and felt how wet I had gotten. I leaned against the shower wall and fucked my pussy for a bit. As I squeezed around my finger I withdrew and brought it up to my mouth tasting the salty sweetness. Fuck, I was so horny. I hurriedly finished showering and dried off.
7:00pm, still had an hour left. I found my way to the hotel bed and laid down. I quickly snapped a picture of my naked body and moved my hand down to my clit while waiting for his response. God, I was dripping wet and ready for him. I slowly circled my clit, feeling the pleasure shoot through my body. All I could think about was him inside of me, telling me I'm not allowed to cum until he allows it. *ding* I checked my messages.
Edge yourself until I get there, no cumming. I want you dripping wet. Make
sure you have the cuffs on your wrists and ankles and the clamps on your
nipples.
I giggled, dripping wet. I sent him back a picture of my wet cunt. Not a problem. And continued to play with myself, bringing myself as close to orgasm as possible but never going over the edge.
7:45pm, I stood, got dressed, and tightened the cuffs on my wrist. Doing one last sweep of the room, I checked to make sure all the toys were placed correctly. I kneeled in front of the door, hands placed facing up on my thighs and waited the last few minutes.
I heard the click from the door unlocking but firmly kept my eyes pointed towards the floor. He slowly entered the room, toeing off his shoes.
"What a good whore you are with your tits out for me."
He stood directly in front me and guided my chin up until I was looking him in the eyes.
"Are you ready for what I have in store for you?" He asked.