Please note this chapter jumps straight in where the last left off... for the build up and a better understanding of this chapter I would recommend reading the first chapter. Thank you all for your encouragement and feedback, it truly is very helpful.
The car ride is completely silent. My mind a million miles away, reeling over the nights events, wondering what the future holds. Your voice brings me back to reality, "You did better than I thought you would during the final phase, I anticipated you fighting me more."
"Thank you sir," I reply looking down at the ground, and feeling myself flush again in embarrassment..
"I told you I would keep that in mind during your punishments, and I will..." your voice trails off, and again my mind begins wandering... to the future rather than the past.
The trip remains silent the rest of the way to the hotel. As you let me out of the car, I follow along behind you, part of me wondering if it is too late to flee, another part of me wanting to feel your touch again. We enter the hotel lobby, and wait beside the elevator, and I hear the receptionist casually talking, people continuing on with their normal routine lives. "Come, nothing to be nervous about," you say almost reassuringly, pressing lightly on the small of my back. My face must have revealed how nervous I was. As we enter the elevator, a quick glance tells me that we are alone. I see you push the "R" button for the rooftop, and I immediately know that this will not be a normal ride, nothing about tonight has been normal. As the elevator door closes I feel your presence behind me, then your hands sliding underneath my skirt. Immediately I feel my body ignite again, weak and powerless against your touch.
"I want to fuck," you whisper in my ear, before abruptly turning me to face you and pressing me back against the wall of the elevator. I don't have time or the will power to object as I see you already unfastening your pants, then quickly snake your arms around me lifting me so that my ass is resting on the hand rail, and I am pinned between you and the wall. "Yes sir," I say as you thrust your cock swiftly into me, then pull out, angle upward and thrust in again. My hands tighten down on your shoulders as I moan out loud. I look at the control panel, floor 5; 15 more levels then the roof. I wonder what would happen if the elevator were to slow and the doors open to some unsuspecting patron, I would be mortified, but as you thrust into me again the thought leaves my mind, as I succumb to the pleasure riddling through my body. I wrap my legs around your waist as you continue to pound into me, making me moan at each thrust.
"I might have to feast on that pussy of yours, if you continue being such a good slave," you say as you thrust into me again, "you want that, don't you."
"Yes master," I manage to say through a moan as you relentlessly thrust into me. You know how much I want that, desire and crave your face between my thighs, biting, nibbling, licking and sucking on my pussy, driving me wild. Just the mention of it spurs me on.
I look up to see we are approaching the roof top, as you pull out and pull me down from the railing. We are both adjusting ourselves as to doors open. As we walk out, there is no one, and nothing on the rooftop. It is obviously only used for service personnel. Gravel coats the roof, and steel bars circle the perimeter. I follow behind you as you walk around surveying the surroundings. "Well don't you think you should finish what was started," you say resting back against the railing.
"Yes sir," I say approaching you again. I start taking your pants down and feel your hands under my shirt, pulling it up and quickly unclasping the bra. The cool night air blowing across my already hardened nipples, and I moan as your mouth covers them, sucking, biting, pinching them between your lips and teeth. I hold your cock in my hands, still sticky from the elevator ride up. I begin to stroke you, my fingers moving up and down your shaft, enjoying the feel of your cock in my hand, as you continue sucking my nipples into your mouth. I hear your breathing becoming labored and I know that you are enjoying the sensations I am responsible, and it invigorates me go further.
Without warning you stop and turn me around, my back aligned with your chest; one hand under my skirt massaging my lips, the other pressing firmly down on my back, bending me over the bar rail. Taken by surprise by the sudden change, I try to push up to gain my bearings. You feel the move and think I am resisting you, and push down harder on my back as a warning not to push further. I stop, not wanting to push you, knowing that I am powerless against you anyways.
After several seconds, I feel you move closer, and thrust into me. My pussy still wet from the elevator ride loves the sensation of your cock thrusting in. I moan out loudly my voice carrying on the night airways as I grip the bar tightly. I feel you grab my hips thrusting into me powerfully, long deep thrusts, pulling all the way out then pushing in again, driving me wild. I push back into your thrusts wanting more, begging you to go harder and faster.
I feel your hands move to my breasts, grabbing them and holding on pulling me back into you with them. My moans increasing in volume as I come closer and closer to the moment I crave so deeply. You keep pounding into me, relentlessly pulling me closer and closer to the edge. My moaning escalates and my body grows tense as my orgasm tinkers on the edge. "Please let me cum," I beg hoping that you won't deny me, but knowing that you probably will.
"No," is all you say, without slowing down, continuing driving into me, harder and faster, making it so hard for me to maintain and not give in to the orgasm.
You continue, and afraid I will break I beg again, "Please sir, I can't take anymore."
Again all I hear is a simple one word answer, "No."
I groan in frustration and try to hold back the mounting orgasm. I feel you slow and your body tense against mine as you cum into my pussy. You continue to thrust into me, your pace slowing, leaving me on the edge. You pull out and take a step back, "you know what to do know," is all you say.
I pull myself off the bar and turn to face you. I know what the expectation is, and am eager to comply. I approach you and drop down, balancing on the balls of my feet. I take your cock in my mouth, sucking quickly all the juices off your cock; cleaning you off from tip to base.
