Sasha led me to the hotel suite bedroom. When we approached the doorway, we stopped and began kissing. She lay one hand on my shoulder and the other on my crotch. Her kiss and touch made me rock hard. She stopped kissing me and informed me that this was where she was going to fuck me.
“This is the bed that I’m going to fuck you in. Does that turn you on?”
A simple yes seemed too obvious an answer for such a hot question, but it was all that I could muster. She had now slipped her hand inside my pants and was massaging my dick.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes.”
I was so turned on; I became euphoric. She unzipped my pants with her other hand, and I removed my pants and underwear. Sasha grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and grinded her body against my cock. She then grasped my neck and throat with one hand very tightly as she unbuttoned my shirt with the other.
“You are going to do whatever I say; do you understand?” she asked.
I nodded yes. She clenched my throat even tighter.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
She removed my shirt.
“I am going to fuck you all night long. Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Louder!”
“I want you to fuck me!”
“Do you want me to fuck you hard?”
“Yes.”
Say it!”
“I want you to fuck me hard.”
Sasha walked behind me and began to caress my cock again. I could feel her breath on the back of my neck and her body pressing up against mine. As she stroked my cock with her left hand, she placed her index and middle finger of her right hand into my mouth. As I licked her fingers, she licked the back of my neck and then began biting it.
Without warning, she removed her wet fingers from my mouth and slowly placed them in my ass. I had never felt like that before. I was so excited. She began to jerk me off while she was fingering my ass. I was completely naked, yet she was fully clothed. Sasha was in control.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes.”
“Huh?”
“Yes.”
“Do you like that?”
“Oh, yes.”
I tried as hard as I could not to cum, but she was exciting me at a whole new level. I shot all over Sasha’s hand and onto the floor. As I stood there in wonder, Sasha retrieved my belt from my pants, which lay on the floor.
“Put your arms behind your back.”
I did. She wrapped my leather belt around both my wrists and tightened the belt to where I could not move.
“Lay on the floor.”
I was in an awkward position, but I did as she said. I couldn’t imagine what else she would to me. I just wanted more and more. As I lay on the floor, she began lighting candles about the room. She turned off the lights, but I could see her in the candlelights.
She was wearing an innocently short summer dress with fishnet hose and black heels. She put on some sexy music and showed me a bottle of champagne and strawberries and chocolate. She danced in front of me and felt herself while she did. She then stood over me and danced. I could see that her fishnet hose stopped at her thighs and were fastened to garters that led straight to heaven. Sasha then began a strip tease.
I couldn’t do anything but lie there and watch. She removed her dress and threw it across the room. She then removed her bra. I was yearning to touch her. She then placed her right heel on my chest and danced up and down. She danced over my body and would tease me by bending over with her beautiful ass in my face and her long dark hair in my crotch. She spanked her own ass.
I was harder than I had ever been before. Slowly she removed her heels. She slowly pulled off her fishnet hose and then she was completely nude. She continued to dance to the music.
She opened the champagne and would place her index finger in and out of the bottle, then lick them. She poured champagne on her breasts and wiped it off with her fingers. She placed her fingers in my mouth. I sucked them just as I wanted her to suck my cock.
Sasha then stood over me and poured champagne down her leg. She placed her toes in my mouth and I licked them as the champagne came cascading down her leg over her toes and into my mouth.
We looked into each other’s eyes. She was getting off on controlling me, and I was getting off on being controlled. As she continued to pour slowly, and as I continued to lick her toes, she began dipping strawberries in chocolate. She strattled me and began to lick the chocolate off of the strawberries. She bit into them and the juice laced her lips. Sasha would tease me with the strawberries by placing them close to my mouth, and just as I would try to bite it, she would pull it away.
“Don’t be so greedy. Do you like being tied up?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to stick that big raging hard-on inside of me?”
“God, yes.”
“Are you going to make me scream?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Say it.”
“I’m going to stick my big cock inside you.”
“Yeah, what else?”
“And I’m going to make you scream.”
“Am I going to beg you to stop?”
“Yeah. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’re going to beg me to stop.”
