After what feels like the longest 30 minutes of my life, I hear your truck pull up & I jump up, ready to run out and get in. I reach up to pull the handle and I jump slightly when I hear the door lock, a little confused, I try the door anyway. You roll the window down & tell me that I'm not allowed to ride up front, this trip I was to get in the backseat & ask no questions yet, just ride. My mind is racing but I keep quiet, I want to do just what my Daddy tells me. You reach into the backseat as we pull into the hotel, and hand me the key card and a bag and tell me, "Go to room # 202, put on what I have in the bag for you, and nothing else. Get on the bed on your hands and knees, and stay there until I get back." I get out and head to the room to get ready for you as you drive off.
And now here I am 2 hours later on the bed like you told me, wearing only a mask, high heels, and a red leather collar that were in the bag you gave me. I stay just like I was told, on my hands and knees, waiting, and my mind racing trying to imagine what is coming, will I be able to take it, will you know that even if it hurts I want it Daddy, the idea of it and thinking about you spanking me & my ass being so sore that I can't sit down & seeing the bites and marks on my body days later has your pussy so wet I can feel it running down my thigh. I stay where you told me to be, waiting for you to come back & for your permission to move.
