They put us on the second floor of the hotel as always. I have yet to figure out why the non-smoking is on the second floor and the smoking rooms were on the first. Smoke rises doesn't it? Trying not to grumble, but our toy chest and suitcases are too bulky to carry upstairs. The only good side is that I get to follow Donna up the stairs. The eye level scenery, that sways back and forth with each step is a great consolation for me at least.
When we reach the door, I set down the suitcase and start searching my pockets trying to remember where I put the key card. I seem to forget everything when I get excited, but eventually, the key card slides through and we stumble into the room. Kicking the door closed behind me, we barely have time to drop the bags before Donna wraps herself around me for a kiss. Sliding the toy chest out of the way she sidles up next to me for a proper hug. The kiss continues as our hands begin to roam over each others body.
Being long distance lovers, there never seems to be enough time to sate our passions so we make the most of the time we have. Which means these meets are even that much more important to us. Our clothes seem to understand our urgency as they almost magically fall to the floor. The kiss never seems to break until Donna feels the bed press against the back of her knees. I lower her to the bed, letting her drop for the last few inches startles her as she sinks into the mattress. This does give me time to drop to my own knees as I spread hers wide.
She is already moist, as my fingers spread legs further apart as my tongue slithers between. Reaching in my thumbs I spread her open and peel the hood away from her already pert nub. Smiling down at it I lean forward as my tongue sweeps forward and up over the exposed tip. It is so satisfying feeling that reactive quiver as it races through her body. Oh, the advantages of knowing those soft spots in her heart and as I continue licking, the lustful ones about her body.
Resting her feet on my shoulders with her knees parted wide I tell her, "Yes, just like that. Now hold still." As her ass lifts up and down just inches from my face I give her a lick as my hand reaches over to grab the toy chest. Blindly feeling about the toy chest I pop it open she starts to quiver with small orgasms. Her moans are coming more frequently, a telltale that she is about to have a strong orgasm.
A quick rummage through and I toss a couple of items at my knees. It is taking too long to find what I am looking for so I grab a vibrator. Moistening it with a couple of quick licks I spread her ass cheeks and rub it from the front to back between her angel wings. Settling it over her clitoris for a second and then back to her puckered ass. Letting it run rampant over the rim. As Donna starts to say, "You better lube that before putting it in." I smile and slowly push it away from her anus ring and up into the other entrance. Moving it in nice and slow as my fingertips rub over her clitoris. Only about halfway in her feet on my shoulders push hard as she goes rigid in orgasm. Her ass lifts into the vibrator sliding it the rest of the way in until only the edge of the base is showing.
As she recovers from the explosion, I return to the toy chest with one hand as the other presses on the vibrator as her contracting muscles try to push it out. Finally found all of the pieces I have been hunting around for I push the box to the side. Grabbing the straps I pull the Velcro straps apart and wrap a strap around one and then the other leg. Standing I press the vibrator fully inside of her and pull her legs together, saying. "You better not let that fallout."
Standing I walk around to the other end of the bed and take one arm stretching it up and over her head, I put a strap on it. Then I do the same to the other, clipping the two straps together with a tethering strap. Tipping her head upward so those lovely light blue eyes look up into mine, I say, "Spread your legs and push I want to see that vibrator explode out of you." With a smile, she does just that. A faint buzzing can be heard as it bounces about on the corporate style Berber carpet.
Shaking my head I hang onto the end of the tether and walk around and pick up the vibrator. Turing it off I use the tether to help steady her as she stands. An extra last second tug pulls her off balance. Falling into my arms as they wrap around her to hold her steady as I nibble her exposed neck. Grasping where the tether links her wrists together I raise her arms up and let the droop around my neck. With a swaying dance, I lead her around the beds on our way to the bathroom door.
Flipping the tether over the top of the door I pull her arms above her head and fasten the other end of the lead to the doorknob. Stepping out of the bathroom I pull her and the door toward me, effectively binding her arms loosely above her head. After a tug or two she realizes what I have done and starts to complain, but kissing her I say, "Stay still. I have presents for you if you are a good girl."
Hurrying over to the toy chest, I toss it up on the corner of the bed closest to her and start rummaging through it, thinking we really need to organize this better. Pulling out a blindfold I step up to Donna and say no peeking as I slide it over her eyes. Unable to resist I let my fingertips lightly slide down her nakedness to about her knees before pulling them away. Turning to the toy chest I lay out more of our toys. Trying to put them into some type of order as I go. Riding crop, vibrators, dildos, butt plugs of various sizes and types, rubber, glass, stainless steel oh my.
She is beginning to fidget. Nobody likes to be ignored when naked and helpless. Grabbing a feather I start coasting it over her body. Letting it swirl around her breast and down her side till it rests on her hip. Where it takes a sharp turn as it follows the crease to the lovely split between her legs. Letting it travel over her mound and down the inner thigh before spinning back up the other side and back to her breast. A light kiss on her lips as I pull away and drop the feather on the bed. She leans forward only to lose contact as the tether holds her back.
The frustration on Donna's face is evident as she strains against the tether. Not trying to waste any time I grab my bag and unzip it grabbing the plastic shopping bag that lays on top. Dumping the contents out I smile as I pick up one of the purchases. Pulling the price tag off I slide my hand through the wrist strap and grip the polished wooden handle. I fell in love with the look and feel of this wonderful toy at the store. Long thin leather straps dangling from the cherry wood grip. It creates an almost hypnotic effect as they sway back and forth. A slight twitch of my wrist sends them into a swirling motion. So simple to use, I played with it a long time before putting it on the counter to pay for it.
Donna's fidgeting is getting more pronounced, and I know it is rude to make her wait, but that is part of being a submissive. Waiting. The extended moments between actions only heightens the effectiveness of the next move. The mind wonders what is next, where it will be used and will it hurt or make one moan in pleasure. With a smile, I start the straps swirling around in a circular motion as I reach in with my foot to tap her legs apart. Once they are where I want them I reach between and run a finger between. Her hips try to follow my finger as I pull it away and set my distance.
The first strikes of the flogger traces across the upper right breast and continues on its revolutions. Donna pulls back startled as the light breeze brushes across her body, the sound of slapping leather on soft skin is loud and intimidating. The light leather tips of the flogger hit in rapid procession, once, twice, three, times on the same breast before switching to the left. She can't back up out of reach of the flogger as she tries to melt into the door stunned by the noise. Her brain doesn't have time to assimilate the measure of actual pain, it can only judges by the noise of the strikes. With a deft flick of the wrist I send the flogger into a figure eight left right left right, then another flick and the tips fly in reverse upward strikes instead of downward. Striking the bottom of her breast.
By the time the flogger has finished its alternating flight over her breast, she is panting and stunned by the attack. Rushing in I let the flogger fall from my palm, letting it dangle from the wrist strap as I mold her breast with my fingers. My lips kissing over each lightly red mark that I left on her breast. She tries to lower her arms around me, but the tether holds tight. Her smooth breast with lightly reddened marks drive me crazy as I can't get enough of her. Kissing her all over her breast, chest, shoulders and nibbling on her neck as I hold her close. I whisper in her ear, "Are you okay"