i am told to shave every part of my body below the neck and show up at noon in a hotel room. When i get there, the door is propped open, and when i venture hesitantly inside there is no one there, only a note on the table with my name on it. I tear the envelope open, read it, and feel a hot flush spread across my newly bare flesh under my clothes. It reads:
"do exactly as i tell you, in the order i specify. Take all your clothes off and fold them in a neat pile on the bed. When you are naked, in the drawer take the handcuffs, the collar, and the blindfold out. Remember to put the blindfold and and the collar on first. Then place your hands behind your back and lock the handcuffs, and find your way to the corner of the room. Stand there and wait until i am ready for you."
I took my clothes off.
I folded them neatly.
I stood absolutely still for a minute, goosebumps all over my body...even though it was 80 degrees that day...i wanted to run so badly...it was going to be terrible or i was going to love it. Either one was bad.
Then i did as i was told.
I opened the drawer, and there were the three items...the blindfold was run of the mill, as were the steel handcuffs. The collar was not what i expected. It was a high posture collar, forcing my neck up somewhat and was a little uncomfortable, but still very erotic to wear. As i was told, the collar and blindfold went on first, then the cuffs. When the cuffs clicked, they sounded like a prison door. I wondered if they made them extra loud on purpose, or my senses were just heightened to the point where anything would feel amplified.
I turned towards where i thought the corner was, and carefully took one small step at a time. The odd thought ran thru my head that i looked, other than being naked, like a geisha with my small steps and my neck up...added to my absolutely bare skin and the circumstances, a rush of excitement ran thru my body that thrilled me.
After going around things, i finally reached the corner, it seemed like a very long walk. My instructions ended there, so i got as close into the corner as i could, as if it would hide my naked body and my bare ass. The one thing it didn't do was stem my excitement. As i stood there, thinking, i got harder and harder, until i finally had to rub my dick against the wall a little. I knew i couldn't come, but i had to have a little release.
Of course, the minute i did that, i heard the key turn in the door! I practically jumped with fear! I involuntarily stiffened my back and pulled away slightly from the wall. The door opened, but there was no other sound, other than it closing. He made me wait. I could hear rustling, shoe sounds, keys thrown on the dresser but nothing else. What was he going to make me do? Or do to me?
I heard the furniture being moved across the carpet. He finally spoke, "back straight up to me." The backing was not like the going to the corner at all. With every step i expected to encounter him, and when i didn't, i was disappointed and relieved at the same time. I imagined i would feel his cock first, but i didn't know, and that made it maddening. "Stop!" he said. Oh my god-was i that close? Maybe he didn't like me? What was he going to do? The questions ran thru my mind like lightning.
I found out.
He told me i was perfect, and even though i knew that wasn't true or anywhere near true, it made me feel so good, i couldn't even believe it. I was ready to do anything for him. Was this the way that all the girls i had been with felt?
He ran his hands across my smooth bare ass and gave a sound of appreciation. He slapped my ass. I craved it now. I was rock hard. I could feel the cuffs on his shirt on my ass as he pulled my body to him. He had been much closer than i had expected, maybe inches from me. I involuntarily leaned against him. He was tall, my head rested against his neck, which made me feel even more helpless, if that was possible. He was fully dressed which i REALLY didn't expect, and smelled ever so faintly of cologne. He reached around my chest and took my nipples in his hand and squeezed them tightly...he must have felt my legs buckle, because he chuckled. He reached down for my bare shaven erection, and murmured his approval. He told me to stand on his shoes, and i did. They were wingtips, i could feel the patterns under my bare feet. I shifted about nervously, there was something about not being on solid ground that made me very nervous. He felt it, and told me to stand still. I did. There was no way for me to ignore his hard on, even thru his pants. He told me to unzip his pants and pull his cock out, which after some fumbling due to the handcuffs i did. It was big. He told me to hold it while he rubbed it against me, all the while still hurting my nipples and stroking my cock. I pushed my ass against him like a lapdancer, even though i knew i might be punished for that. He had a different agenda, as i would see. "Tell me when you are ready to come", he said, "but don't come." I told him that i would try, but he sternly reminded me i was to do as he "said and not just try". In a small voice, i said ok. He flexed his hips and rubbed his hard on against me. He slid it between my ass cheeks, i could feel his balls on my asshole. That only made me hotter. He co-ordinated the sliding of his cock with twisting my nipples and a stroke of my cock. I felt my ass getting wet from his precum...He took his hand off my nipple and put his fingers in my mouth and told me to me to suck them. That was it for me, i was ready to come so i told him "...stooooooop...please...".
But he WOULDN'T.
Oh my god, i was going to come! Nobody had ever made me come against my will. I begged him to stop, around his fingers, making frantic noises, but he just pretended not to understand the words. "what?", he'd say, "just don't come!". I struggled against him as if to get away, he pulled me closer. I stood up on my tiptoes on his shoes, dug my toes into the leather but it didn't help. I rocked against his thighs, I desperately sucked his fingers, and my ass cheeks were wrapped around his cock, with my hands on his wet head. I arched my back, I tried so hard not to come, tried to do as he said, but it was no use, a jet of liquid came out from me like it was shot from a gun! I rubbed against him so hard when i came, his unzipped zipper made twin marks on my ass. Then, he suddenly let me go! I slid off his shoes and my knees buckled, and it was all i could do as i sank to my knees not to fall on the floor face first. As it was, i had to put my face in the carpet to recover.
I couldn't see myself, but i can imagine. Slumped over, cuffed naked, breathing like i had just run, my hard-on oozing come..he walked around me, took me by the hair, raised my head up, and without any other conversation, told me to open my mouth. "I have to go back to work, so when i come, you better not spill a drop", he said "take it all, and then when i'm done lick my cock clean." He then inserted his cock and told me not to move or suck, just to wait. It was hard to wait, but i did. I wasn't going to disobey him again. I was holding just his head in my mouth, but i could feel it getting thicker against my lips. The shaft started throbbing too, at first a little, then more rapidly, I saw the purpose of the posture collar-if my blindfold was off, it would keep my eyes towards him so he could see my face when the shock of his orgasm in my mouth registered. Somehow, i knew he would want that.
So bare, shaved, cuffed, collared, blindfolded, on my knees with an erection, i waited. It was not long. With one gasp, as if he could not hold it in any longer, he came. I had to suck wildly to get it all, he pumped my mouth deeply and it seemed to never end, but finally it did. He started to pull out, but i kept him in my mouth as instructed so he drug me roughly by my hair to a chair where i then licked the shaft and head off until it was clean. He seemed to be very pleased about that. He told me to stand up, and he unlocked the handcuffs. "Next time, we'll do the same thing until you learn how not to come until i tell you. Bring these things with you. You can take the blindfold and collar off when i leave. Back in the corner!" So, while he cleaned up, i stood in the corner with my forehead against the wall to keep from falling. When he left without a word, i didn't even take the collar and blindfold off before collapsing on the bed...
And so now i'm waiting for that call...