It has been a long day of meetings and you are really looking forward to the end of this business trip. Going home to your own bed and your husband will be a big relief. Returning to your hotel room you kick off your shoes and begin disrobing to get ready for a shower. Stripping down to your bra, panties, garter and stockings, you hear a knock at the door.
Throwing on a bathrobe and walking to the door you ask, "Who is it?"
"Hotel maintenance, ma'am. We've had a report that the fire alarm in this room is faulty."
"Could you come back some other time, I'm not dressed."
"Sorry, ma'am, hotel policy requires me to check it out."
You open the door and I walk in carrying my maintenance bag. As you turn away to get some toiletries from your suitcase you don't notice me locking the deadbolt and security lock on the door.
Walking to the alarm, I take a cursory look and respond, "Let's see what we have here, shall we?"
"Will this take long, I'm very tired", you ask.
"Well, it's a good thing I showed up as there is already a fire starting."
"Where?"
"Right here in my pants, bitch."
You look confused for a moment and I tell you, "Why don't you take off that bathrobe and let's take a look at your fine body, slut." Realizing what is happening, you run to the phone to call for help, but I get there first and rip the phone out of your hand. You attempt to scream, but I push you against the wall and cover your mouth with my hand.
"Ahh, Ahh, none of that", I say. "Why don't you make it easy on yourself and don't even think about screaming." I pull you away from the wall and again order you to take off the bathrobe. You begin breathing harder in fear, but slowly remove the robe. While rubbing my crotch, I look you up and down, reveling in your beautiful body. As you try to cover your breasts with your arms I lick my lips in anticipation of what is to come.
"Damn, you're hot, bitch."
"Please stop, please", you cry. "I'm married.....I've never been with anyone but him."
"You think I care about that? Now, take off your bra and panties.....but leave your stockings on, it turns me on."
You try to run for the door, but I am on you like a shot and pushing you on to the bed, straddle your back as you lie face down on the bed. "Fine, I'll do it myself", I say and reach down to unhook your lacy bra with one hand while the other pushes your face into the pillow to keep your cries from being heard. Telling you not to move, I then use both hands to pull your silky panties down your legs and on to the floor. Grabbing you by the hair, I pull your now naked body except for your garter belt and stockings up and drag you over to the dresser where your suitcase lays.
"Let's see what we have here", I say. "Not one word", I growl. With one hand still holding you by the hair, I rifle through your suitcase.
"What's this, a diaphragm, a two piece teddy, condoms, and some warming body oil? Why, you damned slut, why would you need this?" You don't answer and I say, "Maybe you were hoping to fuck your boss during this trip? Sleep your way to the top? You filthy whore." I push you back toward the bed and, throwing the teddy at you, order you to put it on. You hurriedly put the teddy on in an effort to cover your nakedness. I again rub my crotch as you put the teddy on.
"Damn, you're hot, I can't wait to have you." You run toward the door screaming and I grab you and throw you on to the bed again. Pushing your face into the pillow again, I lean over and whisper in your ear,
"What did I say about screaming? Do it again and you won't like what I do."
You begin to quietly sob and I pull out a pair of handcuffs that were in my pocket.
"But, just to make sure, I'd better use these." Pulling your arms behind your back I lock your wrists in the handcuffs while you continue to cry and beg me to stop.
I laugh and say, "Not yet, baby, the best is yet to come." and I take off my shirt while straddling your back. Pulling you up, I drag you to the chair in the corner and throwing you in it, order you not to move. You begin to cry more and shake your head when you see me take off my pants and see my cock standing at attention, gorged with blood and rock hard.
"Do you like what you see, cunt?" I ask, as I stand naked before you. The tears are running down your face as I pull you out of the chair and force you to your knees. Sitting in the chair, I say,
"Take me in your mouth, bitch, I want to feel your lips sucking my dick." You shake your head defiantly, so I pull your face up to my crotch.