She stood there quietly in the corner of the lift, eyes down and hands together in front of her waiting for the door to slide open. Perfectly meek and submissive. Exactly as she'd been instructed a few minutes before in the hotel bar downstairs.
I held out my hand and she took it without making eye contact, and allowed me to guide her to the room. Once inside I instructed her to remove her dress and kneel in her underwear and she immediately and obediently complied. This was almost too easy.
I decided to test her a little, so I picked up the phone and asked room service for a bottle of Viognier and two glasses, and we waited for it to arrive.
I'd known Lucy a few months at this point, and we'd explored her submission in ever expanding ways at various times. She also had an exhibitionist streak, which is what I wanted to test with the room service.
She knelt in the middle of the floor, where I had space to move around her, or to sit on the small sofa at the base of the bed and observe her carefully. Lucy wore black lace lingerie, black hold up stockings and black heels. She also wore a large jeweled butt plug. but this had become such a fixture by this time that unless you were intimately familiar with her posture you'd never suspect the heavy metal plug she carried almost everywhere.
I sat on the low sofa in front of her, and picked up the riding crop that she'd no doubt noticed lying there close at hand. I crossed my legs and tested the bend of the crop while keeping my eyes on her reaction. She remained composed, apart from a slightly deeper breath as I let go of one end of the crop and it flicked back to it's original shape with a slight flutter.
I reached out and rested the crop on Lucy's collar bone briefly, before dragging it carefully down the centre of her chest, over her stomach and then pressed the wide leather loop upwards against her clitoris. I waited ten seconds there, enjoying her start to squirm at being teased at this slight distance.
Then I dragged the tip of the crop back up over her stomach, not once breaking contact, resting it briefly on each of her nipples as they poked through the thin lace of her bra, and back up to her collar bone.
At this point there was a knock at the door, so I knelt down to Lucy's ear, and whispered, "Don't move, or you'll regret it."
I had the waiter bring the wine to the table near the window, meaning he had to walk past my kneeling submissive. He was perfectly professional, and I tipped him well before turning back to a deeply blushing Lucy. "Good girl. Pour us some wine please."
She stood in front of me with two glasses of chilled white wine, but instead of taking one from her, I reached out and pulled her black lace knickers down to her knees. She gasped slightly at the suddenness of her exposure, but quickly recovered and sat next to my at my indication.
We drank the wine, and I spoke softly to her, "I've read that Viognier is the perfect accompaniment to cunnilingus. I'm going to test that now. Sit down and spread your legs as wide as you can please."
I slipped off the sofa and Lucy spread herself as wide as possible, slipping her hips forward to expose her perfectly smooth pussy and the jewel of her plug sparkling beneath. I knelt between her legs and smiled up at her. Even after all we'd explored together, I knew that being so exposed and vulnerable like this would be a powerful feeling for her and I wanted to enjoy her reaction.
I took a large sip of wine and let my tongue slide up in a curve around the edge of her labia to a point just above her clit. I mirrored the movement on the other side, and again as I reached the apex watched Lucy close her eyes momentarily. Back to the other side, infinitesimally closer to the opening, and repeating that back and forth as her breathing got a little deeper.
More sips of wine with every few strokes of my tongue until finally, I let my tongue slip between her lips, flatten it wide and drag it up slowly, separating her folds until it stops, melting over her hard clitoris as she lets out a small squeak of pleasure.
I prompted her to drink some wine, as she seemed to have got a little lost in the moment. I topped up my glass, refilled Lucy's and got back to teasing her. Long slow licks that slip inside her pussy, followed by strong swirls around her clit. Sucking and pulling at her labia with my lips, her breath now coming in soft moans.
Faster I licked her, pressing a finger against the shining plug in her ass as her hips started to buck against my mouth. My tongue darting side to side over her clit, I looked up to see her cheeks flushed and her eyes pleading down at me. I felt her body start to tense as her orgasm approached, then I stopped and pulled back, bringing the crop down in a satisfying SLAP right above her clit. She pulled her thighs together involuntarily, and I saw defiance flash in her big, brown eyes.
"Don't you fucking dare cum without permission," I growled and I saw tears start to well up. "Kneel, get back in your place slut."
Breathing hard and blushing furiously, she knelt carefully back down in her place, trembling slightly as I relaxed into the spot where she'd been sitting. "You'll have to earn that orgasm. Only good girls get to cum."
