No-Tell Hotel

Sweetie had wanted and desired today for so long. Now here it was at long last. And yet she couldn't shake her butterflies. Sitting in the car outside the hotel. She looked up. Knowing his room was up there. Somewhere. And he could probably see her even now. Taking a deep breath as she tried to calm herself. She steeled herself. Taking a deep breath and exited the car door into the already steamy hot late morning sun. She knew wearing the long leather coat was going to draw attention. But there was only that, her white stockings and shiny black flats to shield her naked body underneath. Entirely out of place for the late Summer heat. Yet, it was now mandatory. Master Hawg had ordered it. She pulled the jacket edges together tightly one last time.

She hustled across the parking lot. Feeling her heavy G sized udders wobble unrestrained under the coat. Her freshly shaved slit was already leaking. She did not know whether it was the heat or her deviant desire. Yet, the breeze that wafted between her legs felt delicious. She hoped her cunt grease wouldn't stain the white stockings. As she paused to open the lobby doors briefly. She inhaled and pulled. OMG! She suddenly caught a whiff of her own sex! Her face reddened as the blush & rush flooded over her. Her humiliation had already begun.

At exactly the same time a young man exited the door. Tall and very handsome. Suddenly a pen fell from her pocket. Clattering on the marble floor of the foyer. She froze. She couldn't bend over. The jacket wasn't long enough. It would surely expose her bare arse cheeks, and the buttplug they held securely within her anal sphincter. And there were many people now looking towards her in the crowded entry.

Fortunately, or so she thought initially. The young lad was a gentleman. Bending at the knee to retrieve it for her. He looked up as he handed the pen back. His hand traveled up to meet hers. Unfortunately his gaze was now riveted to the opening at the bottom of her coat! It had become separated by almost six inches. He was now looking right at her freshly shaven slit. She wondered if he could see her clit ring...maybe even the labial rings! Her clit throbbed. He could have taken her on the spot. But he didn't. Simply standing as he grinned while shaking a finger at her. Then turning to walk away with a chuckle in his throat.

Turning quickly she strode across the open courtyard. Daring not to look up at anyone. Especially not the desk clerks. Hoping they didn't recognize her from previous outings. She felt as if all of the eyes in the lobby were upon her. She could feel her upper thighs becoming slick with leaking honey hole juices. The mental humiliation only edged her on further. As she entered the elevator door. She breathed a sigh of relief. Turning to face the doors as they closed. Intentionally allowing the coat to open several inches at the bottom for the benefit of anyone watching. She needed this. She wanted them to know she was a slut.

Exiting the elevator on the top floor. She checked her phone for the room number one more time. And stopped. Should she go on with this? Could she? Her cravings took over as she knocked on the door. Hearing a noise inside. Soon the door swung open. She looked up only briefly. Then back down at the floor. Or her shoes. Or anywhere but up. Knowing Master would punish her severely for eyeballing him. She was NOT his equal.

If she had. She would have seen the wicked gleam in his deep blue eyes. The slow grin spreading across his bearded white face. "Well Cow, What are you supposed to do now? Surely your addled cunt for a brain hasn't so soon forgot?" Boomed his deep baritone voice. The big hands attached to his muscular arms went to rest upon his mature hips. She dropped the leather bag in front of her feet. Then with both of her nervous hands. Undid the coat. Pulling it out and opening wide for him. Shielding her nakedness from everyone but him. Seeking...nay needing...his approval of her wares. She then spread her legs shoulder width apart. Nothing would be denied him.

Deep blue eyes now judged her huge sized G sagging udders appreciatively. Unrestrained and in person. For the very first time. Moving down to the pale pink areola, the stiff button like tips that poked out in lust. And the metal nipple rings piercing both. Then he wandered down past her mature abdomen. Finding her slick shaved slit all shiny in her own natural juices. He could see some, but not all of the outer labial rings. Three per side. And the heavy gauge metal clit ring. Placed just above her clit upon the hood. Designed to tap directly on her clit as she walked. Or press against it when allowed to wear panties.

"Now open the bag ya horny cow" His voice boomed. Perhaps a tad too loudly as she yet stood only a few feet from him in the all too public hallway. Not bothering to close her coat. She complied immediately. Bending over and unzipping the bag in earnest. "It's all here Master. As you ordered. I'm wearing the buttplug as you directed". He looked in and assessed her collection of suction devices, dildos, vibrators and clamps. Ah, yes, she had also packed lube and wet wipes. How thoughtful he chuckled. "Now turn around and show me the plug in your fat ass" He bellowed. She was not expecting this command. It had not been mentioned or agreed upon in their discussions. Yet she whirled immediately. Presenting her arse cheeks. Reaching back as she pulled her bum apart for inspection there in the hotel hallway. No longer caring if there were onlookers. This further humiliation only deepened her desire and respect for him. "That's a nice plug stuffing your arse...and...you seem to have a rather large assortment of sex toys cow!" His voice boomed slow and measured once more. She cringed inwardly ashamed.

"Now step inside. No need for your cunt smell to foul up the entire hall" As he backed away from the door frame. She entered quickly. Then heard the door click...and lock...behind her. Yet, her cunt leaked even more as her stiff clit throbbed. Yes, this is the Master she needed.