Bridget and I have been online friends for years, comparing sexual interests and even exchanging little naughty things now and then for fun and entertainment. We both agreed long ago that there would be no long distance airplane trips for sex, that we would keep things simple and continue in our fantasy world where everyone is handsome, beautiful and has perfect bodies.
For years Bridget had been into the BDSM scene, particularly the Dom/Sub relationship, but had trouble finding a Dom who was genuine and who understood the true nature of such a relationship. Most of the men just manipulated her desires to use her body for their own pleasure.
Eventually she gave up on the probability of finding such a life, sexually, hence our playing online. Then one day I had an idea and took the leap; I bought a round trip plane ticket to the closest airport to her. I booked a large suite at a top rated hotel near the airport and then I emailed her.
"I'm here, and you know why. Come over right away and be prepared to stay."
When she tried to get more info from me via email, I only gave her the hotel address and told her I would wait in the lobby wearing a white shirt, tan pants and a dark blue blazer. That would give her the option to just pass me by and go back home if she didn't like my looks.
As I had expected, she did not hesitate but came right over to me in the lobby when she arrived. The first few minutes were a bit awkward for both of us, but the transition up to my suite finally happened. I made a phone call while she was checking out the suite, including the huge bathroom.
It seemed too early for intimacy but that was not the reason for my visit. There is one particular thing that she yearns for from a man and I gave her a hint that it might happen right then and there. "Go in the bathroom, undress, and get in the tub."
She stared at me for a minute, and I thought I saw a hint of a smile as she turned and silently went into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Within two minutes there was a knock at the door of the suite. I opened it and quietly ushered them in. I waited until all nineteen men had undressed, and then I called her out from the bathroom.
When she emerged and saw all the naked men standing around, she gasped. One hand dropped to cover her mound and her other arm crossed to cover her breasts.
"Don't be afraid," I said to assure her, "These guys have been downstairs drinking at the bar, and quite freely because it was on my tab. They brought four cases of bottled water with them, so they will be prepared to give you what you need for quite a while. I booked them from two escort services and they're all yours for the next six hours."
"All mine? What do you mean, Lee?" she asked, still a little intimidated. Some of the men were pretty large with pretty large equipment dangling in front of them.
