After his outburst, in an effort to appease him, Lars had been shown to a playroom a few doors down the hallway from Heath and Lila, where he was being treated to a complimentary blow-job courtesy of the club. Mindlessly clutching the pretty young red-headed sub tightly by the throat while forcing his cock down her throat, as his cock swelled inside her, he ground out between his teeth, "No one's going to keep me from having her. I will have that bitch, and I swear I'll kill the bastard who's trying to keep her from me."
With her air cut off, the sub's arms began to wave frantically, face turning an ugly shade of red, the woman on her knees finally managed to get his attention before she was about to black out. Absently relaxing his grip on her throat Lars said distractedly, "Sorry, someone's made me angry." He patted her cheek, oblivious to her rubbing her tender looking neck. "But you're doing fine. Now just get me off, will you?" Catching her breath, she shook her head at him, before she grasped him in her hand again and dutifully complied, sucking him back into the heat of her mouth.
Lars's climax took only a few minutes. Pulling his dick out of her mouth once he'd shot his load down her throat, he muttered, "That was good. But I'm still going to have that pretty little blonde pussy, and no one had better try and stop me."
Once Heath had brought Lila to another mind-shattering orgasm in the playroom, that also had
him
nearly levitating off the table, with how unbelievably hard he'd come, he pressed a kiss to her lips, pulled out of her, and helped her to sit up. And as though they hadn't just been going to town on each other, he asked casually, "So, you're here for the whole week?"
She nodded, breathlessly, not nearly as embarrassed now about him seeing her naked, especially after all they'd just shared. "Yes, I left my suitcase in the change room." She glanced around the dark strange looking room, filled with so many sex toys and curious devices. "But will I be sleeping in here?"
He chuckled, glancing around, too. "No, this is just a play room. There are bedrooms upstairs for overnight stays. So, we'll be staying in one of those."
She looked up at him, puzzled. "So,
you'll
be staying with me?"
Gently brushing a few loose strands of hair from her eyes, he smiled. "Yeah, I'll be staying with you. I paid for a week with you, remember?"
She nodded feeling oddly relieved to learn that she wouldn't have to be alone in this strange scary place and that he'd be staying with her – even if it was only because he'd paid for her.
Heath tenderly slipped his arms around her and pulled her off the table, wrapping her legs around his waist, clutching her tight little bottom in his hands, he pressed a kiss to her lips while he held her. And as he did, he wondered if a week with such an incredibly addictive woman would even be enough.
Once they'd put on the few clothes they'd discarded, he took her by the hand and led her out of the play room and back down the hall to the change room. Since she'd been told she wasn't allowed to put her street clothes back on until her week was up, she let Heath take her suitcase and lead her upstairs, wearing nothing but the robe and heels. His big hand clasping hers, gave her an odd sense of security no matter how uncertain she still felt about the week that was yet to come.
Once he'd let them into their room with his pass card, Lila glanced around the room she'd be sleeping in for the next week. To her, the room they'd been given looked much like any upscale hotel room, with a neatly made king-sized bed centered against a stylish coffee colored wall with fresh, high quality beige, brown and white linens. The only difference being this one had chained handcuffs and a pair of collars hanging over each pillow from the deep brown leather headboard, and matching chained ankle cuffs hanging from the foot of the bed. She blinked as the implications ran through her mind.
Clearly, this wasn't your average Holiday Inn.
Then she noticed the mirror on the ceiling, and glanced around looking for a camera. "So, is there a camera in here, too? Will someone be watching us in bed?"
Heath took a look around then, too, having already checked the room for bugs and cameras when he'd been assigned it earlier in the day. "No, not that I can tell, I think we can be ourselves in here." He nodded toward a doorway. "And the bathroom's through there if you need it."
Lila noticed his tone had changed since they'd come in the room, and he was suddenly being so polite and acting so normal that she had to wonder what had happened. Then she saw him pull out his phone before he lifted a finger and mouthed, "Be right back." She nodded, confounded by this new side of him as he walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him with a firm click.
Taking a seat on the bed, she noticed a room-service menu sitting on the night stand. Pushing down on the luxurious bed with both hands, bouncing her bum, feeling it barely give, deciding it was nice and firm, she got herself comfortable, leaning her back against the heavily padded headboard. Seems this place had everything – nice comfy beds, cuffs, collars, mirrors and even food.
A few minutes later Heath returned, asking, "So, are you hungry?"
When she told him she was, he nodded, hardly surprised. "After that work out, I'm starved," he confessed, leaning close he dropped a light playful kiss to the end of her nose.
Snatching the menu off the little table, he turned on a light and took a seat beside her on the bed, making her suddenly very aware of him again, especially how big and well-built he was, kind of dwarfing her. "So, what do you feel like, Lila?"
Except for the fact that she was not allowed to put on her clothes or leave for this place for a week – in order to keep up her end of the bargain. And the fact that she'd not only given this virtual stranger a pretty incredible blow job, before he'd gone down on her till he'd pretty much managed to curl both her hair and her toes, and then nearly fucked her unconscious – this seemed almost like a date.
"Um, what do they have?" She asked, doing her best not to sound breathless as she pushed the kinky thoughts away.
Heath held the menu open for her so they could both take a look. "Uh, looks like the usual – burgers, steaks, pasta, pizza, eggs, salad, sandwiches, and a few different desserts, too."
"I'd be fine with just a burger." With a nod, he picked up the phone and called the kitchen.
After he hung up, he reached for Lila's hand and covered it with his, looking over at her. "So you want to tell me what you're really doing here? Because there's no way I'd believe you if you try and tell me you just wanted a little taste of the wild side."
