{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"50ab7099-10b8-47a2-b64b-558b271efb27","seriesId":"ba5ff846-6789-47d8-bd5e-679f9714cbeb","seriesName":"The Businessman’s Toy;","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2018-08-31T16:06:13.238Z","title":"The Businessman’s Toy; Part 1","slug":"the-businessmans-toy-part-1","shortId":"AEYabsb9","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A businessman and his online submissive Toy meet for the first time during a business meeting in a distant city. She soon learns what it's like to be His submissive for a few days. This is part 1 of a several part series.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"5668e60a-2f54-4945-a64e-c6d9bcf0cc7d","title":null,"summary":"\n\nSitting on the plane looking out\nthe window, she couldn’t help but become excited. She was taking ","wordCount":6176,"readTime":31,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"\n\n

Sitting on the plane looking out\nthe window, she couldn’t help but become excited. She was taking a trip to meet\nher new Dom. They had met on-line and had chatted for several months before he\nasked her to meet up with him. The only problem was that she was not traveling\nto his home to meet him as he is a businessman who travels quite frequently,\nshe was meeting him in a city where he had a business meeting to attend. She\nhad packed several of her favorite things and some super sexy lingerie and the\none requested item from him. A sexy black cocktail dress for the one evening\nthat he was going to take her to the business dinner party. She was excited to\nshow off in her little black dress, even though she was middle aged she considered\nherself quite the MILF. Hitting the gym\nalmost every night on her way home from work so that she could keep the tight\nbody of her youth. And her 32D fake boobs really help show her curves and would\nbe highlighted in the low cut cocktail dress. As the plane hummed along, she\nwondered how she had got to this point, traveling to a different city to meet a\nman she has never met and becoming his submissive slave for the next few days.\nIt all started years ago with her now Ex-husband when he brought home his\ngirlfriend at the time and made you watch as he fucked her in your bed, and had\nyou clean them both when they were done. On your knees slurping your husbands\ncum from another woman’s pussy, you realized that you had always been\nsubmissive and that serving others was what you had always yearned for. It was\nthe missing piece from your life, and something that would drive you from that\npoint forward for the rest of your life. After your divorce, there had been\nseveral dom type boyfriends, a Mistress, and even a dom couple but no of them\nlived up to your desire to be a TPE slave. They were all fun and the couple had\nbeen very demanding and used you as their servant and fuckdoll during their numerous\nparties. But after the party was over would send you home to your empty house\nto wait until the next party came along. But he was different, since the first\ntime you started to chat on-line he was controlling. And soon you were\nfollowing his commands. He dictated how you dressed, where you went, what you\nate, almost everything, including when you were allowed to touch yourself and\nwhen you could have an orgasm. And you checked in with him several times a day\nto show that you were following his orders, snapping naughty pics here and\nthere to show him just how good you were. Running to the bathroom at work to\nstrip naked and bend over to take a selfie with your cheeks spread wide to show\nyour princess plug deep in your asshole. Or close-ups fresh out of shower to\nshow you’re freshly clean shaven pussy. The thoughts of all this was really\nstarting to get you going and your wet pussy was reminding you of one of his\nfavorite things, not allowing you to wear panties in public. He knows that you\nare constantly aroused and wet so you have to be careful not to leave a puddle\nor wet spot in your pants for everyone to see. \nLuckily he choose some dark colored yoga pants for you to were today on\nthe plane because he just knew you would be a mess by the time you arrived. And\nhe was correct, after not being allowed to cum for the last 2 ½ weeks and made\nto wear a large butt plug for the flight, your pussy was ready to explode and\nwas leaking badly. And before too long\nthe fasten seat belt sign came on and the plane started its final decent. He\nwould be waiting at the gate for my arrival.

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Once at\nthe gate, I practically leapt from my seat to gather my carry-on and making my\nway down the gangway. Once I entered the terminal, I began to scan the area\nlooking for him. And although we had never met in person, I had seen his\npictures enough to know what to look for. He had a flight that landed about 20\nminutes before mine and I hoped he was not delayed. And then I spotted him\nsitting in a row of chairs just off to my left. He appeared to be typing away\non his phone as I approached and I stopped just short of his feet. “Hello Sir”\nI blurted out, but he didn’t look up, he just kept typing away. For a second I\nthought I might have the wrong person and began to quickly look around. But I\nwas sure it was him, and just as I was about to speak again, he must have\nsensed that and held up his hand in a stop like motion. Then he pointed down,\nand I was not sure what he was meaning, but it didn’t take long for me to get\nthe picture as he said one simple word. “Kneel” I immediately dropped to my\nknees at his feet and assumed a submissive position with my head down and my\nhands open on the tops of my thighs. But he kept typing away, and I suddenly\nrealized that people around us were staring at me kneeling on the floor of the\nairport at a man’s feet. All those eyes watching me, and judging me. I could\nhear people whispering and making gestures. How humiliating to be kneeling here\nin front of all these people, the only saving grace was that this was not my\nhome city so the chance of anybody recognizing me was minimal. And then my\npussy was awake and flowing like a river, the wetness of my crotch was growing\nat all of this and I kind of half smirked a bit, enjoying the attention. I was\nso lost in my world that I had not even notice that he had finished with his\nphone and was now staring at me as well. “Hello and welcome here” he said.\nLooking up I could see the bottom half of his smile. “Hello Sir”, I replied in\na small voice. Reaching into his bag, I could hear the clank of the metal\ncollar as he pulled it out. “Lean In” he\nordered. And I moved closer to him as he opened the collar and placed it around\nmy neck. The metal was cold and felt heavy against my skin as he fastened the\nclosure. “Wrists” he commanded next. And I reached out with my arms placing my\nhands in his lap as he wrapped the matching metal cuffs around my wrists. “I\nthink we should retrieve our items from baggage and get moving,” he stated. And\nwith that he got up and began to walk, and I quickly stammered to my feet and\ngrabbed my things to trail off behind him. As I stood up I was finally able to\nsee some of the glairing eyes that had been watching me and I blushed bright\nred. Off I raced to catch up with him as he strolled down the hallway towards\nthe baggage claim area. As I walked along behind him, it became apparent just\nhow big of a man he was. I had known from chatting and his pictures that he was\na big guy, but in person he was almost a Beast. At 6’3” and with huge broad\nshoulders he towered over my 5’6” frame, even with the 4” heels I was wearing.\nAs I walked along behind him, all I could see was his back and shoulders as he\nmade his way through the crowds like a linebacker hunting down the running back\nin football. I simply followed in his wake before the crowds could close back\nin around us. When we reached baggage claim I noticed we were not standing in\nfront of the one my luggage was going to be on. I moved to his side but\nslightly behind him when he pointed to a large black piece of luggage coming\naround the carousel. “That one is mine, please go retrieve it” he ordered. I\nran to grab before it went by and it was very heavy as I pulled it from the\ncarousel. Pulling the handle I rolled it over to him, as he turned to walk\ntowards the exit. I followed along pulling his suitcase until he stopped near\nthe doors. “You have 3 minutes to go and get your luggage” And with that I tore\noff to find the carousel that held my luggage. Hurrying through the crowds I\nscrambled to find the right one. And just as I got there I saw my suitcase go\nby meaning that I would have to wait for it to come around again. Oh I hope it\ndoesn’t take too long, as I’m already running short on my 3 minutes. Once it\ncame back around I quickly snatched it and took off in a hurry to get back to\nhim. I was half running while dragging my suitcase behind me when I reach him.\nHe simply looked down at his watch and shook his head. I knew that meant that I\nhad taken too long and would most likely be punished for it. I started to say\nI’m sorry, but caught myself before opening my mouth. And with that he turned\nto walk to the taxi stand with me trailing behind with all the luggage.

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After\nhailing a taxi and I loaded the luggage, we settled into the back seat for the\nride to the downtown hotel where he had business meetings. I was looking out\nthe windows watching the world zip by when I felt his hand on my thigh. Turning\ntowards him I could see the smile on his face and I smiled back and returned to\ngazing out the window. Slow his hand circle around my thigh working its way\ncloser each time to my soaking wet crotch of my yoga pants. Finally after what\nfelt like forever, his fingers grazed against the fold between my leg and labia\nand it felt like I was struck by lightning. I wanted him to finger my hungry\npussy right then and there and I didn’t care if the cabbie was watching, but no\nhe continued to tease just at the edge of my pussy. PLEASE I thought to myself,\nPLEASE feel my pussy! I didn’t know if I could stand the teasing anymore, when\nhe finally ran his hand all the way across my pussy very slowly. And just like\nthat it was gone, he pulled his hand out. I was turning to plead with him when\nall of a sudden his hand, covered in my wet pussy juice, wiped across my mouth\nand nose leaving the sweet smell of myself to fill my nostrils. Using the\nsleeve of my shirt he finished wiping his hand clean before muttering, “Tisk,\nTisk.” His hand didn’t return to my thigh the rest of the ride and I could tell\nthat my uncontrollable wetness was going to get me in trouble for this later on\nwhen we reached the room. As we pulled up to the large downtown hotel, I could\nsee it was huge with at least 20 stories tall and all glass looking over the\nheart of the city. When we pulled up a bellmen ran to unload the taxi as we\nexited. He stopped the bellmen and slipped him a $20 and said, “That’s OK, she\nwill manage the luggage just fine.” Entering the lobby, it was busy with people\nscurrying everywhere, when he said, “Wait here.” Leaving me to stand with the\nluggage as he went to check-in. Looking around it was a large fancy lobby with\ngroups of big leather easy chairs arranged around tables and most were filled\nwith people sitting and chatting or looking through important papers or\ncomputer screens. After the quietness of\nthe taxi ride the noise and chaotic of the lobby was almost too much. I was\nlooking around at it all when he walked back up and I made a small smile at\nhim. He simply snapped his fingers and kept walking and I trailed behind with\nall the luggage towards the elevators. 22 floors up we climbed before the\nelevator doors open and out we went into the hallway to find our room.

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Down at\nthe end of the hallway he stopped in front of room 2256 and swiped the card to\nunlock the door. Following him through the door, we entered into a large corner\nsuite room, complete with a separate bedroom and living room and it even had a\nsmall wet bar at one end. Floor to ceiling glass looked out over the city in\nboth rooms and the people and cars seemed so small as they scurried by\nunderneath us on the streets. He instructed me to take the luggage to the\nbedroom while he went to make a drink at the bar. I was arranging the luggage neatly on the bed\nwhen he entered. “Strip” he barked and I quickly began to remove all my\nclothing folding it neatly on the bed as I went. Soon I was completely naked\nbefore him and I could feel his eyes as they crawled all over every inch of my\nbody. Here I was naked before a man I had never met in person before as he\njudged me and I was so turned on by it. “Stand at the window facing out with\nyour hands on your head” he ordered. I moved to the window to stand at\nattention hoping that no one in the office building across from us could see in\nthe windows. I could hear the zipper on a suitcase being opened as he searched\nfor something in one of them. What was he getting, I thought to myself.\nHopefully something fun to play with. “You are wearing your large jelly butt\nplug like I ask?” “Yes Sir” I replied. “Show me,” he demanded. With that I bent\nover and grabbed my ass cheeks to spread them to show him the large plug buried\ndeeply in my asshole. I felt so vulnerable and little being bent over to expose\nmy holes for inspection. “You may remove it now,” he told me. And I slowly\nbegan to remove the large plug from my asshole where it had been buried deeply\nfor hours. Holding it in my hand I could feel how large my ass was gaped and I\ncould tell he was staring at it, and it felt like he was looking directly into\nmy soul through me asshole. As he approached he began to speak, “At the baggage\nclaim you were given 3 minutes to retrieve your things and instead it took you\n4 minutes 20 seconds.” “Sorry Sir,” I replied. “Well that minute and twenty is\ngoing to cost you, put that plug in your mouth and your hands on the glass, it\nwill be a whack for every second you made me wait.” And with a swoosh the first\nstrike of the cane came down across my tender ass cheeks, and I finally knew\nwhat he had retrieved from his suitcase. “Count” he barked. “One Sir” I murmured\nthrough the butt plug in my mouth while holding back the scream. Another soon\nfollowed and I counted as best I could while tasting my own ass. The strikes\nwere firm but not too bad and I could tell that he was just trying redden my\nass and not blister it right away in our first action together. And before too\nlong my ass was on fire as we reached near the end. He had carefully moved the\ncane all around on my ass trying not to strike the same spot more than once and\nwhen we reached 80 I was sure that my ass was a lovely shade of red. “I hope\nyou understand that I do not like to wait, and when given a time you had better\ncomplete things in that time frame. The punishments will only intensify after\nthis. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” I answered. I hoped I did make any more\nmistakes as I did not want a caning any hard than that! “Good, you can now spit\nout that plug and unpack your things and put them away in the closet and\ndresser and bathroom,” he said as he gestured with his hand for me to go and\nget to it. “Leave my stuff alone as I will attend to it personally as I don’t\nwant you in my things,” He spoke as he walked back to the living room to finish\nhe drink from earlier. I quickly moved about opening my suitcase and neatly\nplacing my things around the room. As I was in the bathroom placing my\ntoiletries on the counter I got the first glimpse of my collar and cuffs in the\nmirror. The collar was polished to a bright shine and was about an inch tall\nwith a ring attached at the center and looked really lovely wrapped around my\nneck. The cuff were matched like the collar and were about 2” in height but\ndidn’t have any rings. Upon closer inspection I could see two threaded holes on\nthem where a ring would obviously attach. And turning to inspect my poor ass, I\ncould see that it was bright red and although it had a few cane stripes, it was\nnot in too bad of shape for the 80 whacks I took. After finishing up putting my things away, I\nreturned to the living room to find him sitting in an easy chair drinking is\ncocktail and scrolling through his phone. I quietly approached him and knelt\nnext to him. After a few minutes he rose from his seat and left to go into the\nbedroom, leaving me to knee patiently in the living room. I could hear him\nopening and unpacking his items and putting them away as he moved around the\nroom. Finally he spoke, “Come in here”. And I quickly made my way to the\nbedroom, to find that he had laid out all kinds of bondage gear and fetish\nwears on the bed. Now I know way his suitcase was so heavy! There were all\nkinds of items, from cuffs and straps and rope, to toys and plugs, and paddles,\nfloggers, canes, and several pieces of leather and lingerie like corsets and\nhoods and a full latex catsuit, but there was one piece that really stood out\nand he was holding it in his hands.

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“Come\nhere and stand at attention,” he ordered. He then held out the shiny polished\nstainless steel chastity belt. It looks so tight and restricting, and yet so\nexciting all at the same time and my pussy began to water at the thought of\nbeing locked away. My heart raced, I had never worn one or even been restricted\nin the use of my pussy before. Yes I had been given orders to no orgasm without\npermission but I had still been allowed to edge and play with my always wet\nlittle friend. And previous partners had always used my pussy for pleasure\nwhether it be theirs or mine, but now he was going to lock it away and that\nreally excited me for some reason. “We all know where your problems stem from\ndon’t we? This hungry little pussy of yours gets you into all kinds of\ntrouble,” He spoke. “So for now we are going to lock that part of you away\nuntil I feel that you have earned the right to have it fucked again! Do you\nunderstand that,” he asked? “Yes Sir,” I replied. He was right, my pussy had\nalways gotten me in trouble. My need to be a slut and have my pussy filled has\nbeen something I had always struggled with, causing me to cheat on people in my\nrelationships and to have never been a very good submissive. These past two and\na half weeks had been pure hell as it had been the longest I had ever gone\nwithout some sort of orgasm either from myself or someone pounding my pussy. I\nhad been edging several times a day just to try and get some relief from my\npussy but it just seemed to make me even hornier, not being able to release.\nAnd I had struggled to not ask every stranger I passed to bend me over and fill\nmy hole in my horny state. I began to rub against the customers at work while\nworking with them hoping to feel something, and I found myself at the gym\nspending more time watching crotches than working out. Oh my God, I had to do\nsomething about this soon, and now he is locking it away! He spent several\nminutes fitting and adjusting the belt around my waist and crotch to make sure\nthe fit was perfect and that all the holes lined up. And when I thought he had\nit tight enough, he went back and adjusted it in another position to tighten up\nboth the waist and crotch straps even more. And when he was finished he kind of\nsat back and admired his work for a bit, as he had me twirl and bend over to\nshow that it lined up with my asshole. It was very tight and I had to adjust\nhow I bent over because the belt didn’t allow you to bend like normal. As I was\nstraightening back up he grabbed one of my wrists. And as I turned to look he\nwas threading the loop and ring into the spot on the cuffs. Once he had both\ncuffs done he took two small padlocks out and used them to lock my wrists to\nthe D-ring loops on the side of the waist band on the chastity belt. Unzipping\nhis pants, I knew what was coming next and I dropped to my knees to await his\ncock. As he pulled it from his pants I could see it was hard and that he had\nbeen waiting for this. Holding it right to my lips, I smiled as he eased it in\nand began to slowly fuck my face. It was awkward at first in the belt because I\ncould not bend like I normally would, I was more ridged and had to more rock on\nmy knees than bend with each thrust. And before too long he had built a steady\nrhythm and I was proud to be taking his cock fully in my throat. I felt I was\npretty good at blowjobs and lord knows I had had plenty of practice at it, and\nhe seemed to agree as it was not too long before he had grabbed handfuls of my\nlong blonde hair and was face fucking me hard. I was gasping for air between\neach thrust and I was drooling all over and my make-up had begun to run. Then I\ncould feel his cock swell and I knew he was ready when he gave one last hard thrust\nand held it there, and I felt his hot cum blast all over the back of my throat.\nI swallowed every drop and as he withdrew, I made sure to suck and lick him\nclean. I was so hot and turned on, but knew I had no way of reaching my pussy\nto give myself some relief.

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He\npulled me up to my feet and began to unlock the two padlocks on my wrists.\n“It’s time to get cleaned up and ready for dinner, we will be heading down to\nthe hotel restaurant and I expect you to be on your best behavior,” he\ncommanded. “Yes Sir,” I started, “But I would like to go to the bathroom also\nbefore we get ready.” Look down at my chastity belt as if pleading with my eyes\nfor him to remove it so I could go to pee and take a shower. His response was\nnot what I wanted, “You’ll figure it out.” And with that slapped me on the ass\nand sent me off to the bathroom to try and figure out how I was going to do\nthis. Sitting on the toilet was awkward and I had to keep my legs spread wide.\nIt took a bit for me to work up the ability to pee and when I finally did, it\nsplashed out all over and I quickly realized to slow it down and let it just\ndribble out. That way it didn’t splatter all over when it hit the shield.\nLuckily I was getting in the shower because I had made a mess of myself. Once\nthe shower was nice and warm, I stepped in and began to wash myself. I ran my\nhand over the belt several times too feel how tight it was and to see if I\ncould maybe slip a finger under the front shield to touch my pussy. But no luck\nas it was just too tight. I was in the middle of washing my hair when all of a\nsudden he entered the large glass shower, pushing me to the back and out from\nunder the water. “You are taking too long,” he said, as he began to wash\nhimself. Leaving me in the back of the shower to shiver from the air, while he\nfinished himself. Once he was done, and started to step out, I was excited to\nbe able to move back into the warm water when all of a sudden he turned the hot\nwater completely off. “I think you need to cool off,” he smirked as he stepped\nout leaving me in the now freezing water. And as he stood there drying off and\ngetting ready I knew better than to reach up and turn the hot water back on.\nThat for sure would have brought a punishment! So I hurried up to finish\nrinsing my hair and washing myself, making sure to let the water run down\nbetween the belt and my body. The water was so cold on my pussy it felt like it\nwould go numb. After I finished and began to step out he greeted me with a\nlarge fluffy towel and he began to dry me while I stood there shivering. And\nbefore long my body was starting to warm up both temperature wise and\nexcitement wise. He was rubbing me with the towel making sure that my tits and\ninner thighs were fully dried. He left the bathroom to finish getting ready\nleaving me to finish myself. “Don’t take too long!” He said on the way out.\nAfter drying my hair I came out from the bathroom to find that he was dress and\nhad returned to the living room, most likely to make another drink, but he had\nlaid out clothes for me. A pair of tight jeans that I like because they showed\noff my ass really well, a tall pair of heals, and a thin white blouse, and no\nbra. I hoped it wasn’t going to be too cold in the restaurant or I would be\nshowing everyone my nipples! After finishing my make-up I made my way to the\nliving room to find him in an easy chair finishing a cocktail. Once I had\nentered the room, he looked up and smiled. “Ready,” he asked? And he made his\nway over to me. “We will not be needing these for dinner,” and he removed the\nloops and rings from the wrist cuff and placed them in his pocket.

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The\nelevator doors opened and the lobby was busy with people, even more so than\nwhen we checked in. As we made our way towards the restaurant, he would stop\nevery so often to briefly talk with someone, hellos’ and handshakes and every\nonce and awhile a nod towards me, to which I returned with a smile. I was\nstarting to become a little self-conscious of collar and it seemed like\neveryone was staring at it as we passed them. I felt so little and humiliated\nand thought if they only could see the tight chastity belt hidden under my\npants. I would rather crawl in a hole and die, than for people to find out\nabout the belt. We were seated at a nice table near the middle of the room and\nit felt like all eyes were on us, which I’m sure was only in my mind. And after\nsitting for a few minutes it became evident why he had chosen these tight\njeans. They were putting pressure on the belt and my pussy as I sat there and\nit was not long before I was squirming in my chair to try and find some relief.\nWe were sitting and having a nice conversation and it almost felt like a normal\ncouple sitting at dinner, and I was enjoying this very much. He ordered both\nour dinners and even ordered me a glass of wine. We were almost through with\ndinner and I had been having a good time even though I had spent most of it\nsquirming against the chastity belt and tight jeans, when his sales rep stopped\nby the table to say hello. The rep was a younger guy in his upper 20’s or early\n30’s who was slim built but somewhat handsome. And I smiled and said hello when\nI was introduced as his “acquaintance”. It soon became apparent that this was\ngoing to go on for a few minutes when the rep pulled up an extra chair and they\nbegan discussing business deals. The rep was one of those fast talkers who\nsounds like they had just downed a couple of Red Bulls and he was rambling on\nand on about stuff I had no interest in. And before too long I had finished my\nmeal and soon became board sitting there while they talked. And after the\nwaitress had taken my plate, I pulled out my phone and began to cruise some of\nmy social media pages to get caught up on what I had been missing since getting\non the plane. I was surfing and making responses to posts and having fun when\nall of a sudden I caught his eye staring at me. Even though he was still in a\nconversation with the rep, he had been watching me play and I was now catching\nhis “stink eye”. I quickly put away my phone hoping that he wasn’t to upset\nabout it. And soon the rep departed to move on to the next customer of his,\nleaving us alone again. He ordered us a some nice desserts and we sat eat and\nchatting again as if nothing had happened and I thought maybe he would overlook\nthe phone thing since he was talking anyway. After taking care of the bill we\nhead for the elevator to return to our suite. Once the elevator doors closed he\ngrabbed me by the wrists and reinstalled the loops and rings and turned me\naround so that he could lock them together behind my back. With my hands now\nlocked behind me, he roughly pushed me against the wall of the elevator and\nwrapped one arm around my torso grabbing and squeezing my tits while the other\ngrabbed a handful of hair to turn my head as he began to bite my ear and kiss\nmy neck. He was pressed up against me and with my hands behind me I could feel\nhis growing cock and began to stroke it through his pants. I was getting so\nturned on that I was hoping he would take me back to the room and take off this\ndamn chastity belt so that he could thoroughly fuck my hungry pussy. The\nelevator dinged, and he pulled back to wait for the doors to open. He stepped\nout and turn and grabbed me by the ring on my collar and set off down the hall\npulling by the collar.

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We burst through the door and\nstraight to the bedroom where he threw me face down on the bed. Moving behind\nme he reached underneath to unbutton my jeans and began to roughly pull them\ndown. He removed my heels to get the jeans all the way off before place the\nheels back on my feet. I heard him go rummage through the closet grabbing\nthings before returning to me. He started by tying my legs spread wide to the\ncorners of the bed before unlocking my wrists. With my arms open he unbuttoned\nand removed my blouse and tossed it towards the corner with my jeans. When he\nwrapped his arms around and began to unlock the belt, I thought for a brief\nsecond that maybe he was going to unlock the belt so that he could bend me over\nto fuck me, but no, instead he was wrapping a heavy black leather corset around\nmy waist. And once he had the busk fastened, he slowly began to draw in the\nlaces. Pulling a little at the top and then a little at the bottom, he was\ndrawing the corset closed. It was getting tight and I found that I was only\nable to draw shallow breaths, when he finished cinching me into the small 22”\ncorset. I looked down and could see that my tits seemed to just float above my\nnow tiny waist line. And to my dismay, he pulled the chastity belt back around\nmy waist to fasten it over the top of the heavy corset. Now taking more rope he\nbent me over the edge of the bed and tied my wrist cuffs to the far corners of\nthe bed making sure that they were pulled tight and that I had zero movement.\nThe sound of the leather flogger hitting my ass brought me back to the moment\nas he worked from cheek to cheek and building in intensity. It was really\nbeginning to feel good and I was getting so turned on by it that I was just\nabout ready to beg him to fuck me. It stopped and I thought oh, please just a\nlittle more, when he walked up to the side of me. He bent over and placed a\nvery large ball gag in my mouth. This was not just a simple ball gag but a full\nhead harness gag and after he had taken the time to adjust the straps just\nright. He whispered in my ear, “We don’t want to wake everyone in the hotel\nwith what is going to come next.” Next? What’s next? I’m so turned on that I\nneed to be fucked right now! “Do you know how rude it was of you to be on your\nphone while I was talking,” he asked? Rude, he was the one ignoring me! How\ndare he…….when the first swat from the wooden paddle fell across my ass cheeks.\nMy eyes popped open and I bit on the ball gag with full force as I tried to\nscream. Whack another fell, this time even harder. The tears immediately began\nto well up in my eyes before streaming down my face onto the bed. And another,\nand another, and soon he was building quite the rhythm on my ass. I was crying,\nscreaming, shaking my head no, and trying to say sorry all at the same time,\nbut he didn’t care and he took no pity on m poor ass. It felt like it went on\nforever and when I was sure I could not take another whack, it stopped and I\nlaid there sobbing. But soon I felt him behind me, and I was not quite sure\nwhat was going on until I felt the lube being smeared all around and inside my\nasshole. I knew it was coming and was trying to relax because there was nothing\nI could do to stop what was going to happen next. I felt the head of his cock\npress up against my rosebud and I tried to relax as it pushed in. Once the head\nwas in, he gave me just a couple of seconds to adjust to it before pushing it\nall the way in. And he started with hard long deep thrusts. I love anal, but\nthis was not sweat lovemaking in the butt, this was a hate fuck in my ass. And\neach time he went full in, his body would slap against my tender red abused\nass. It was like being spanked and fucked at the same time, and my ass cheeks\nwere on fire! We were both sweaty and grunting as he pounded my hole\nmercilessly, and I was just starting to get into and could feel an anal orgasm\nstarting to build, when I felt him stiffen and then blow his load deep into my\nass. He made a few final pumps as I milked him dry before he pulled out leaving\nme with a gaping asshole as his cream pie began to slowly ooze out and run down\nbetween the chastity belt and my pussy mixing with all the juices I had been\nbuilding down there. I was laying there panting when I realized that he was\ngone, I assume to go clean up in the bathroom. My arms were beginning to ache\nand it felt like my calves were going to cramp up from standing bent over in\nthese heels, and I wished he would come untie me. But no, I heard him move out\nto the living room and before too long could hear the TV going. How long was he\ngoing to leave me like this? The wine was going through me and I had to pee\nbadly.

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After what felt like hours he\nreturned and began to untie me finally. Once free from the bed he led me to the\nbathroom supporting me along the way as I walked on wobbly legs before depositing\nme on the toilet. I had to pee so bad that I didn’t care and let it splash all\nover, when finished I tried to clean up as best I could with some toilet paper\nbefore he locked my wrist cuffs back together in front of me. Then he lifted me\nform the seat, and I was putty as he half carried me back to the bed and I was\nso tired that I could not wait to lay down and sleep. Stopping at the edge of\nthe bed, he pulled off the duvet that was wet from all my crying and drooling,\ntossing it on the floor. Laying me down on it, he took a chain and locked it to\nmy collar and the headboard, before tossing a pillow at me. He then climbed\ninto bed and turned off the light. What! You mean I’m going to have to sleep on\nthe floor chained to the bed with the collar, cuffs, corset, ball gag and worst\nof all this damn chastity belt still on! I griped behind the gag as I tried to\ngather some of the duvet to cover myself and get comfortable as I was too damn\ntired at that point to care.

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