This is a sequel to my earlier story "Interlude with a Sub Couple."
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I was in a good mood when I walked into the hotel bar. My work day had been very productive and my expectations for a fun evening were high. After spending many quiet nights in hotel rooms on business trips, tonight would be different. I was in the city where my sub friends Heather and Terrence lived.
I recently phoned Heather to arrange a meeting while I was in town. She advised that her husband Terry would be away on business during my visit and was reluctant to meet me alone. She was told that was not an option if the two of them wished to continue their relationship with me. After a short conversation, she timidly agreed to meet me and was advised how to dress for the occasion.
The two stools at the far end of the bar were free. Claiming them, I sat, ordered a beer and watched the door. She arrived promptly on time as instructed. Spotting me she quickly headed in my direction. Heads turned as this 5' 8" tall blonde with blue eyes and a terrific figure walked across the room to me. She was wearing the same blue dress and matching blue heels that she wore for my first session with her husband Terry and her a few weeks ago.
Standing I hugged and lightly kissed her, offering her the more secluded stool closest to the wall. Sitting, she modestly maneuvered the back her skirt so that it hung down off the stool.
Smiling at her, "You look lovely. I am looking forward to a fun evening with you. Would you like a glass of wine before we go to dinner?"
Giving me a timid look, "Yes, I would. Being with you both excites and scares me. A little wine will help me relax."
The bartender is efficient and quickly delivers her wine. As soon as he leaves, I turn to Heather and salute her with my beer. As she returns the gesture, I place my hand on her leg and slide it slowly under her skirt. Our stools in a corner at the end of the bar provide us lots of privacy. She struggles to carry on a casual conversation about her day while my hand explores her neither regions. I confirm that she is bare and smooth as per my instructions. The way we are seated with the edge of the bar over our laps, makes it awkward for me to play with her pussy. I just sit quietly for a moment and watch her finish her wine.
Taking her hand as she sets her empty wine glass down, I lead her out of the bar to the hotel elevators.
She gives me a questioning look and asks, "I thought we were going to dinner."
Stopping immediately, I turn to face her. My hands firmly grab her upper arms so I am looking into her eyes. Giving her an intimidating stare, I tell her, "An obedient sub does not question my authority. I will decide what we are going to do. I expect you to follow my direction without hesitation. Is that understood, or shall we end this relationship right now."
Heather timidly looks at me then lowers her head, "I am sorry sir. It was not proper for your sub to ask you that. It won't happen again"
"It had better not or I will be finished with both you and your husband. You guys invited me into this relationship and I am sure Terry will not be pleased if you break it off."
She is on the verge of tears as I Release my hold on her arms. Putting my arm around her shoulder to comfort her, I usher her into an empty elevator.
Once the elevator door closes and we are private, I take Heather in my arms and kiss her firmly on the lips. My hand eases her skirt up until it rests on a bare buttock. I cup her ass with both hands to press her against me, as our tongues play. My hands slide slowly up naked soft skin and are soon resting on her lower back. This erotic touching has made me hard and anxious to get her to my suite. Breaking the kiss when the elevator chime indicates arrival at my floor, I release her and step aside.
Heather straightens her clothes and fluffs her hair as she rapidly follows me down the corridor to my room. Once inside with the door closed, she is astounded by how extensive my luxury suite is. There is a parlor, bedroom and bathroom. I lead her into the bedroom, directing her to remove her clothes and hang them in the closet. She is wearing just a dress and bra which are soon hanging in the wardrobe along with her purse as she stands before me wearing only blue heels.
Smiling at this astounding sight, I tell her, "This will be your uniform until you leave. Even though I have seen you naked before, having your beautiful body for my use really excites me. Stand in the middle of the parlor, hands at your sides and legs spread for my inspection."
Heather quickly moves to the parlor and assumes the position as directed. She is every Dom's dream sub standing there in her heels. Blonde hair, blue eyes, smooth pale skin, pink areolas, a great firm figure and a smooth shaved pussy nicely displayed. It makes me hard just looking at her and thinking of my plans for the evening.
Slowly walking around her I admire her charms. I slide my hand down the soft skin of her back to her cute little ass. A sharp slap on the butt cheek catches her attention. Stepping in front of her, I cup and lift her breasts. Leaning down, I kiss and suck each pink nipple in turn enjoying her response.
Dropping her gorgeous tits and stepping back, I give her a final visual inspection before saying, "So far I am very pleased with your behavior and what you have to offer. Let's order dinner."
We make our selections from the room service menu and Heather calls in the order. She is told that we can expect the food in about 30 minutes. Smiling, I know just how to put that time to good use.
This erotic activity has really stimulated me. I instruct Heather to use her mouth and tongue to pleasure my hard cock. Without hesitation she drops to her knees. Pulling down my zipper, she works her hand in to find and release my throbbing member. Looking up at me with big blue eyes, hands behind her back, she begins to lick the helmet head of my penis as she slowly sucks me in. Her tongue sends tingles radiating throughout my body.
I complement her by gasping, "You are one fine cock sucking bitch."
She mumbles a "Thank you' as her head bobs, mouth sucks and tongue licks driving me to the edge. Looking down at my blonde, fantasy come to life, slut doing her wonderful work, I can't last very long. My balls tighten as my juices begin to flow. In a few moments the shock of a massive climax hits my nerves and my cock begins to pulse, pumping a stream of cum into her warm mouth. Heather sucks hard and only looses a few drops of my male nectar. The excellent way she uses her mouth and tongue makes my orgasm seem to go on forever.
As my cock shrinks, I withdraw from Heather's mouth giving her a chance to lick her lips and swallow any of my remaining gift. Once I have caught my breath, she takes me in her mouth again to clean, dry my spent cock. While adjusting myself and starting to zip up, I notice a small drop of fluid on my slacks. Heather notices it too and immediately moves in to lick it clean. Grinning down at Heather still on her knees, I tell her, "You have done your slut task well. I am very pleased with your performance so far this evening. As a reward you may go into the bathroom and freshen up. You might wish to wrap yourself in one of the hotels large bath towels when you come out, to be ready for the dinner service."
Heather rises and walks into the bathroom in her blue heels. I have a delightful view of her rolling buttocks as she strides away. While she is away I fetch a surprise for her out of my toy bag. She returns a few minutes later with an oversize white terry bath sheet around her torso. It is held in place by a tuck in the top above her breasts, hanging down to her upper thigh. She looks very sexy especially since I know she is naked underneath.
Smiling at her I say, "You don't have to be modest around me. I want you to be naked. Drop the towel, lean forward and put your hands on the seat of that chair. I have a special treat for that cute little cunt of yours."
She assumes the position which offers her unprotected womanhood for my use. Spreading her smooth labia lips with my fingers, I insert a remote controlled vibe egg into her moist vagina. Extending my fingers to push it in until fully seated.
I am hardly finished when there is a knock at the door and a shout, "Room Service!"
As Heather rises, I give her an evil smile, I say, "My worthless slut may wish to put her towel back on. I am going to wash my hands. You let the server in with our dinners. Sign the check and make sure to include a nice 20% tip. I'll be back in a moment"
Heather picks up her towel, blushes and gives me a perplexed look as I stroll into the bathroom leaving her to answer the door wearing only a towel and heels. Oh how I am enjoying this evening.
Leaving the door slightly ajar while washing my hands, I can follow conversation in the parlor. Heather opens the door and greets the room service staffer. Although, she is out of sight, I have a vision of what effect she is having on the waiter.
That is confirmed when young waiter nervously speaks saying, "Good evening Miss. I have the dinners you ordered. Where would you like me to set up the table?