Night At The Hotel – Part 1

Before to long, I am engaging in an electrifying conversation. Tony drags me into this nearby restaurant to have a bite to eat, while we discuss our further plans. He grabbed my hand from across the table and asks me if I am sure I want to go through with this. All I could do at that moment, was stare blankly at this hand that rest upon mine.

Just earlier this week, I had met Tony on-line in a bondage chat room. We talked about how we both enjoyed being chained up and submissive. Before I knew it, It was Friday afternoon, the time had gone by so quickly. Now here I sit, chatting in person with this man I was about to make my bitch.

About a half an hour of learning a bit more about one another and discussing our plans, we finally head to our hotel room, that had already been reserved two days ago. He opens the car door for me and leads me to the front desk. The lady asked how our day was going and continued on with, “Awwww, how cute, it’s so nice to see a young married couple get away for a little R&R for awhile.” All I could do was giggle. The lady gave me a semi dirty look, but continued to process our paperwork and handed us our key. “Here ya go, Rom 314, up the elevator and to the right. Have a wonderful night and be sure to let us know if you need anything.” Tony flashed her a smile, “Thank you ma’am, but I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

He lead me to our room, took a huge breath, and opened the door. “I want to take a shower quick and freshen up a bit, if you don’t mind that is.” I smiled at him, “I’ll join you!” I hopped off the bed and walked excitedly to the bathroom, removing my clothes along the way. He kind of giggled at me, tapping my ass as I walk by. By the time he reached the bathroom, I was already fully undressed and starting the shower. He stand there still fully dressed, gazing at my silk like body. “Well are ya gonna take a shower with your clothes on, or are ya gonna strip and hop in this nice hot shower with me?” He giggled again and started unbuttoning his shirt, losing his black faded jeans and taking off his boxers. He climbs into the shower with me and again, gazes at my body, making me feel so very wanted.

I grab the bar of soap and lather it up under the water, but before I can begin to wash my body, Tony is grabbing it out of my hands. He begins to rub my body down, in the most sensual way, as if to learn my curves for future references. His hands so coarse, as if he worked his entire life, leaving my voluptuous breasts and down to my navel. It wasn’t long before our lips had met for a very conventional kiss. He drop the soap and his coarse hands now roam my back, neck and my luscious bubble butt.

I climb out of the shower, wrap a towel around my body and begin to brush my teeth. Tony does the same, but then decides to go to the store. He gets dressed and as he walks out the door, he asks if I would like something. “No thanks hon, I’ve got everything I need with me.” He started out the door, but before he can completely shut the door, I call out to him, “Hey! I sure hope you’re ready for one hell of a night when you get back!” He replies back with, “I was born ready sweetheart!” He shuts the door and disappears out of sight.

While he’s gone, I unpack all of my toys. First pulling out my black leather dominatrix thongs and overcoat that shows just my navel and a bit of clevage. Then next, my ball gag, anal probe, cat-o-nine tails, chains, restraints, strap on and so much more. I lay them across the dresser and put on my mask. I am no longer that woman that walked into the hotel room. Nope, I am now Mistress Mortisha, ready for action!

I lay down the black latex sheets and cover it with a full bottle of lubricant oil. I stare into the mirror, admiring myself for a moment, and walk into the bathroom. Just as I shut the door, I hear bags dropping outside the bathroom, and a loud gasp for air. At this moment, I look again in the mirror and simply say, “Let the games begin!”