My heart was pounding as I pulled into the parking lot. I was constantly checking around as if there was a possibility that my husband knew where I was and what I was up to, but it was a Wednesday afternoon; he was at work, as was most of the town, and there were hardly any cars in the hotel lot.
I checked my makeup in the rearview mirror, as if the short drive could have done anything to my carefully lined brown eyes. I had considered putting my black hair up into a ponytail to get it out of the way, but decided to leave it down, just in case I wanted it pulled.
I stepped out of the car, shaking with nerves. I took a deep breath to steady myself, but all that did was add to the slightly out-of-body feeling, and I held my breath instead, which slowed my heart a little. I grabbed my gym bag and headed to the hotel door, which suddenly seemed like a very long walk.
Dan had left me a message, in that amazing voice I couldn't resist, telling me he was in room 317. I felt my stomach flutter again as the elevator suddenly lifted, and gripped the handle of my gym bag even more firmly. I closed my eyes and focused on the memory of his voice, low and throaty, whispering that he needed me to be a good girl and do something very naughty for him. I felt the familiar molten heat low in my abdomen at the thought, and the warmth of it chased away a little of the fear.
I stepped off of the elevator and hesitated for a minute in front of the door. I lifted my hand to knock and before I could rap more than once the door was opened. My mouth dropped open.
I thought Dan had opened it, but he had sent his new girl to do it for him. She must have been waiting, because she was blindfolded so there was no way to see her way to the door. I admired her guts in opening the door not only blindfolded but completely naked except for a black thong, garter belt, and hose. I felt the heat in my stomach spread into my pussy as I looked at her bare breasts; they were not too large, maybe a B cup, but they were high and firm and the pale brown nipples were hard and reddened. Dan had started without me.
The girl backed up, giving me room to step by her, and as I did so I couldn't resist dragging my open palm along her nipples to feel their hardness. She gasped aloud, and although she backed away automatically, her back arched to press her breasts more firmly into my hand. I pulled my hand away quickly; I didn't want her to get carried away too early in the game.
Dan had closed the blinds and replaced one of the light bulbs with a red one, giving the room a low, sexy glow. He was sitting in an armchair, grinning at me, and I had to smile back; he was shirtless and shoeless, and his jeans were unbuttoned at the top, allowing his beautiful erection to poke up beyond the waistband. I was glad I wasn't blindfolded so I could enjoy the view.
"I'm glad you were able to make it," he murmured, his hand straying to his cock. "Sarah here was just giving me a bit of a show, letting me see just how much of a slut she is. Why don't you get comfortable and join me?" He gestured to the chair beside him. I dropped my bag on the floor by the bed and took off my long jacket. Dan exhaled loudly.
I was wearing sky-high black patent stiletto heels and a violet corset that bound my waist tightly and forced my large breasts up into perfect half-circles. The lacings of the corset trailed over my very large, round ass; I was wearing black boy-short panties that accentuated the roundness nicely without being too revealing... today it wasn't me who needed to prove she was a slut.
"Nice," he said simply, biting his lip as I came towards him. I straddled him briefly, pressing my big, soft tits against his face, then pulled back and dropped into the chair next to him before he could react. "Oooh, you are a bad, bad girl," he said in a low voice, and I saw him wrap his whole hand around his cock and give a long pull. I smiled at him.
"Sarah, come here," he instructed, and the girl walked slowly over, uncertain in her blindfold. Dan held out a hand to stop her once she reached us. "Sarah, this is Anette. She is going to help me teach you obedience and submission, and you are to do anything she says. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," Sarah said in a whisper. Her voice was breathy, excited.
Dan pressed her back onto the bed, forced her legs apart, and pulled out a switchblade. For a moment I panicked, wondering what the hell he was doing, then relaxed as he sliced off Sarah's thong and pulled the scrap of fabric away to reveal her bare, pink pussy. Even across the room I could see a glint of wetness.
Dan opened the bag I had brought and pulled out my pink vibrator. He gave me a wink, and put it in Sarah's hand.
"Okay, Sarah. Prove you are as big a slut as you promise, but do not cum until I say you can. Understood?" Sarah nodded and whispered, "Yes sir."
Dan sat back with me and watched as Sarah turned on the vibrator and began to press the tip of it against the top of her pussy. She slid the long shaft down her slit, dipping just the tip inside herself for lube, and then dragged the wetness back up to her clit. As the wet vibration went through her, she moaned deeply.
I had been getting wet as soon as I walked in the door, but now I could feel the moistness against my panties and my pussy contracted slightly as I watched Sarah slide the vibe down and partially into her pink hole. As she pulled it out again I could see the shining juices all over it, and I felt a pang of jealousy. I wanted that vibe inside me, I wanted to be a slut for Dan too. But we had already agreed that as a married woman I was going to be smart; I couldn't get fucked. I could touch myself, that was it. I knew already that it wouldn't be enough.
Sarah was fucking herself now, plunging the now-dripping vibrator in and out of herself with increasing speed, her moans getting louder. Her other hand was on her pussy, playing with her clit. I looked over at Dan, who was pulling at his magnificent cock, and felt another wave of desire. I wanted him inside me so badly that my pussy ached.
Dan stood up abruptly, strode over to Sarah, and pinned her wrists to the bed. The vibrator was still inside her. She whimpered, bucking her hips, trying to get the vibrator to move inside of her, and Dan slapped her tits roughly. "You are not going to cum without my permission. You are going to cum when I say to." Sarah stopped moving, and I could feel her lust as acutely as my own. She wanted it, badly.
Dan turned to me, and motioned me over between Sarah's legs. He did not let go of her wrists as he moved up by her head. "So Anette, do you think Sarah is a slut? Does she deserve a reward?" I looked down at Sarah's dripping pussy, and felt a rush of power. I was going to make this slut cum. "Yes, master. She is a fucking slut. Let me reward her." Dan nodded, then looked at Sarah's blindfolded face. "Open your mouth, slut."
Sarah opened her mouth eagerly, and Dan slid his cock into her mouth and so far down her throat that I could hear her gag. He pulled out, spanking her tits again, and said, "Do you like sucking my cock, you fucking slut?"
"God yes, master!" Sarah moaned, and I could see from her pussy that it was perfectly true. "Master, please, let me suck you!"
Dan smiled. "I am going to let Anette reward you while I fuck your mouth. Open your mouth again." He plunged his magnificent erection back into her open mouth, and I knelt in front of her pussy. I could smell the sweet tang of her, and I leaned forward. I had not intended to eat her out, but I suddenly found my tongue pressed against her clit, swirling around and flicking it lightly. Sarah would have screamed if her mouth wasn't full of Dan's cock. He groaned as the feeling of her screaming vibrated up his shaft, and he sped up.
I turned the vibe up and began to slide it in and out of her as I nibbled her clit lightly with my teeth. She was squirming, clamping my head between her thighs like a vice, and I knew she was going to blow; I pulled my head back shoved the vibe as deep as it would go as hard as I could, over and over, and Dan grabbed one of her tits and pinched her nipple hard. Sarah was a madwoman, fucking the vibrator with her hips and letting out high-pitched squeals as her hands, still trapped in Dan's, clawed the air. There was a sudden deluge of juices from her pussy, and I pulled the vibe out and caught a little in my mouth. Sarah was wimpering.
