I had the corner room up on top, their so-called 'Presidential Suite'. Really, it wasn't all that impressive. In reality, it was a one-bedroom, walk-up apartment on the corner of the L-shaped building. Nothing that special, just standard hotel furniture -- but, it was new furniture, clean, and the room had a small view. I heard Ashlynn coming up the steps, so I went ahead and opened the door.
"I thought you had that little separate cabana down there?" she asked.
"It's being renovated and not ready yet," I replied. With Ashlynn in, I handed her the same envelope as last time.
"What did you mean by 'and then some'?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at the cash.
"Well, let's see if you wore what I requested, then we'll talk," I replied.
A good girl, Ashlynn was. Under her t-shirt and short-shorts, was the bright yellow, skimpy bikini secured by ties, that was in one of her profile pics. Unlike our last meet, Ashlynn was a bit more like an escort this time, modeling her bikini in an almost-lap dance way, showing me her boobs and rubbing her ass on my tented pants.
It was erotic, yeah, but I was going to control this, and besides, I had a different plan for today. I had gotten there ahead of Ashlynn, so I had the bed ready. Leading her to it, I said, "Okay, here is what we are going to do..." and taking a long sash I had handy, I used it to wrap and tie Ashlynn's hands in front of her.
"Oh..." was all she said, and being the natural submissive she was proving herself to be, Ashlynn allowed me to do so, and it was only after she was laying in the center of the bed, her hands secured above her head, that she asked, "You'll let me go when I ask, right?"
"Just say so, and I will, yes," I replied, half-lying. Using similar robe sashes to secure her legs spread-eagle, she even lifted her hips so I could work a pillow under her butt. I smiled as I looked down at this fucking total hottie, Ashlynn Luker -- she was at my mercy.
"So," she asked. "now you've tied me to the bed you're going to fuck me?"
"Who said anything about fucking?" I replied, and held up a Hitachi Magic Wand.
Ashlynn's eyes went WIDE and she asked, "Hey, John, what is your plan here?"
Flipping it on, I started working it, lightly up inside her thigh, as I kissed my way up the other. "Just pleasure..." I responded.
By the time I had worked my way to her bikini-clad pussy, those bottoms were already-visibly wet. I was all smiles, as I kissed the fabric, and then oh-so-carefully touched where it covered the entrance of her vagina. Ashlynn arched her back and grunted, and I began working it slowly in circles. It was going to be a tortuously-fun afternoon, I thought.
By the time I used my teeth to untie and remove that bottom, Ashlynn was moaning and writhing back and forth. Her hips were tightening too. I had yet to penetrate her though, either with dick, fingers, or tongue. Instead, I kept it up, working to j-u-s-t below her clit, then back down to circle her vagina.
"Oh-Oh-Oh-ohhh..." Ashlynn moaned. Her hips were starting to tuck in, and she said, "J-John? Oh...Oh, Gah... I'm...I'm gonna..."
My response was a very simple one. I lifted my head, and while again making those small circles on her vagina, I plunged my mouth onto Ashlynn's clit, applying suction. Instantly, her hips raised her ass in the air, and with one mere flick on her clit with my tongue, Ashlynn Luker screamed bloody murder; a crying, orgasmic wail as she shook uncontrollably for at least ten seconds, before falling back limp onto the bed.
