Tarik arrived at the hotel precisely at 7:00 pm on Thursday night. When Maya gave him the address and he pulled it up on a map, he was only half surprised to see that it was one of the poshest and most luxurious hotels in town. Maya lived simply, but Tarik had already discovered the part of her that truly enjoyed reveling in luxury.
After parking his car, Tarik walked into the hotel and took in the surroundings. He was feeling a bit out of his element and was worried that people were staring at him, thinking he didn't belong. Something about this situation and Maya had him feeling vulnerable, which made him nervous. But he felt safe and at ease with Maya and opted to lean into his feelings, knowing he could trust her with them. And knowing that Maya, the woman he most definitely loved, was waiting for him, gave him all of the confidence he needed.
He saw the sign for the elevators, took a deep breath, pushed his shoulders back and strode confidently through the lobby. He punched in the code for the penthouse elevator that Maya had texted him and headed up to the room. The whole situation felt like something out of a book or a movie and Tarik remained in a state of awe as the clear glass elevator rose higher into the building.
Tarik looked out onto the hotel lobby full of lush plants and sparkling lights, his body framed in shadow by the gold light emanating from the dim light of the elevator. The car stopped and opened up into a short hallway with a single black door at the end. He walked up to it and, taking another deep breath, reached his hand out to give it a quick knock.
Maya had just finished fastening a cage on Number Two's cock when there was a knock on the door. She smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead and walked out of the living room, and into the foyer. Maya opened the door and Tarik stood there, in a dark blue suit and white shirt, his beard freshly trimmed and looking good enough to fuck right there in the hallway. He held a box in his hands, wrapped in black velvet with a gold ribbon.
Maya stood in front of him in a way that he had never seen her. He first noticed her makeup as he so rarely saw her in anything more than mascara and chapstick. He loved her natural and casual look, and while this caught him off guard, he appreciated how her makeup brought out and enhanced her features, while also giving her a sexy, sultry look. Her curly hair was loosely pinned back, and some tendrils hung loosely at her temples and at the nape of her neck.
Tarik was next taken aback by Maya's outfit. She had on a black halter dress that clasped around her neck and came to about mid-calf. The thick knit fabric was fitted through the chest and waist, hugging her hips. The front of the dress pulled tight across her chest and underneath her arms, covering her completely. She also had on a pair of black heels with gold trim along the edges.
Tarik could see the outline of the shape of her breasts under the dress and he began to grow excited as he drank in Maya's sensuous image. He wasn't sure what to expect her to be wearing tonight, but he had never seen her in anything like this. He was speechless at how different she looked and it was clear that she was a different person at these meetings. He was already turned on and ready to ravage her, but knew he had to restrain himself.
"Ah yes, my love. Welcome," Maya cooed as she opened the door, and motioned for Tarik to enter the room. As he moved past her through the doorway, he noticed that she was holding a riding crop in her hand.
She smiled at him as she grabbed him by his lapels, pulling him into her for a deep kiss. He smelled of patchouli and cedar, and she smelled of jasmine and ylang-ylang, his favorite. Tarik tried to wrap his hands around her ass, but she gently pushed away from him, playfully grabbing the velvet wrapped box out of his hands. Her eyes sparkled as she smiled and took the box from him.
"Good. You remembered," she said as she took him by the hand and led him into the other room. "Let me introduce you to everyone."
Walking behind her, Tarik discovered the sexy surprise of her dress. The halter circled her neck and the dress covered her chest, but the rest was completely backless. It showed off the sexy curves in her back and her tattoos, and the opening ended in the perfect spot, right where her back began to slope into her ass. Tarik stared wide-eyed as she moved slowly in front of him, tantalizing him with the gentle sway of her hips. He knew she was trying to drive him wild on purpose, and Maya knew that it was working.
The penthouse was much bigger than Tarik had imagined it would be. It seemed like they were walking into a house, and Tarik wasn't sure what to expect now. As they entered the living room from the foyer, he immediately saw three naked men standing in front of a long leather bench pushed against a huge wall of windows, the lights of the city twinkling behind them.
The men had on thin black leather collars, each with a gold roman numeral attached, indicating their number. Tarik smiled, seeing that Maya's attention to detail extended even to her fantasy life. Maya walked past the men, ignoring them completely. Tarik followed suit and kept his eyes and attention on her, but he could still feel the men's eyes on him as he passed in front of the window.
He looked around as Maya showed him the kitchen, bathroom and the master suite where she slept. There were huge leather couches and chairs throughout the room and a beautiful mahogany desk in the living room. Maya set the velvet box on top of the desk and watched as Tarik soaked everything in. He was very impressed.
Tarik continued to look around the suite and his eyes again fell to the men, just standing there, staring at Maya. He started to feel a little awkward as he tried to get a closer look at them, to assess how he compared. He knew he could trust Maya, but he still felt a strange twinge of jealousy, and his stomach prickled at the fact that Maya had been here for the last five hours with these naked men.
Maya brought Tarik back into the room without so much as a word to anyone and stood behind him for a moment, running the crop from his neck down his back, lightly slapping the back of his thighs. They had already been experimenting with light sensation play and Maya knew how much Tarik loved the feeling of the crop as she slid it down his body.
She walked around him and stopped about six feet from the bench, facing the men. Maya stepped forward to address them with Tarik standing behind her watching, unable to take his eyes off her. As he stood behind her, he reveled not only at how sexy she looked in her dress but also at seeing her in this new light. He suddenly felt at ease, excited that this was all coming together.
Maya strode back and forth in front of the bench, trailing her riding crop across the front of the men's knees as she went. She stopped in front of Number One and stared at him.
"This one," she said, her voice causing the men to tense up.
"Number One likes to show off with how hard he can cum, always eager to perform for his Mistress," she cooed as she gave Number One's thigh a sharp flick of her riding crop, causing him to suck in a breath as she slowly drew it over his crotch.
Maya turned her attention to Number Two. "This poor little cock just loves eating and licking his Mistress' pussy. Don't you Number Two?" she flipped her crop under his chin and he nodded furiously, looking straight ahead.
Maya tapped his forehead with her crop where she had left a lipstick print, almost like a brand. She used the edge of the tress to lightly stroke his penis through the slats of the cage around his cock as he struggled not to squirm.
Number Three's back straightened as Maya walked over and stood in front of him. He was just about her height, and she leaned forward and came very close to his face, pointing at the III on his collar. "This one. Number Three. The silent one. He rarely speaks and loves to worship my feet," Maya said as she flicked the crop hard on his bulge which was tightly wrapped in a pair of Maya's panties. He winced but didn't make a sound.
