Hotel Bar - CNC Scene

When I am travelling for work I often enjoy sitting at the hotel bar in the evening to finish off my night before heading to my room. On my latest trip I did just that. Of course, sitting at a table in the corner was a gorgeous girl doing what looked like to be the same thing. Enjoying a drink before she ended her night in her room.

Dressed in a tight black dress looking professional, I assumed she was also there for work. I couldn’t help but look her way often. Each time my eyes stopped and stayed on her for longer. Sitting on her phone watching something entertaining as a perfect smile comes and goes across her face. At this point my eyes haven’t left her. Just sitting there and watching her. She is absolutely beautiful. Anyone that looks my way would be able to tell that I am hyper focussed on her sitting in the corner.

As I sit there, my eyes locked on her, I keep hoping she will look up and notice me watching her. All I need is a simple smile my way and I would get up and introduce myself. The minutes go by and nothing. She doesn’t look up a single time or notice me at all. My drink is done. Hers is as well. I pay my bill and notice she has looked up from her phone to do the same. Still doesn’t notice me.

When she gets up to leave I feel a strong pull to do the same and follow her. I want her to notice me. Of course I could just go up and say hi and introduce myself but I don’t. I just get up and follow her. Watching her walk to the elevator. Her hips moving side to side, her ass is perfect. I get in the elevator with her and immediately ask which floor so I can press the button for her, and because I will be getting off on the same floor…. She is on her phone again and doesn’t even look up, just responds “4 please” and then says “thank you” after she hears the beep of the button being pressed.

When the doors open on floor 4, I let her get out and follow behind her. I don’t even think she notices that I got off on the same floor or that I am only a few steps behind her. Frustration sets in. I know she will disappear soon into her room and I didn’t even have the balls to say hi or get the opportunity to introduce myself. Frustration turns to anger with each step down the hall. I notice her slow down, put her phone in her purse and grab her room key, so I slow down as well. As soon as her door opens the anger takes over, I take a quick few steps grab her from behind with my hand over her mouth. Push her inside and close the door behind me.

She is trying to fight me off, screaming but it’s muffled from my hand. Her attempts at escape and fighting against me are weak and ineffective. With a firm voice and strong grip on her I say “screaming won’t help, this is happening. Fighting me will only make it worse”. As soon as she hears that her fight level increases. So much that I have to toss her on the bed, face down, and pin her arms behind her back while sitting on her legs. One hand pushing her face into the bed so her screams are almost silent, the other hand with a firm grip on her pinned hands.

She is now just lying there, helpless. As the realization sets in for her, the fight level decreases. There are no more attempts at escape or screaming. She is at my mercy and she knows it. “Are you ready to be my good girl? Any other response than Yes Sir will not end well for you so I want you to think carefully before you answer”. I wait a couple minutes for her response. I can tell just from the lack of body movement she is really trying to figure out what to do. Then I hear a faint “Yes Sir”. She is mine now….

My hand slowly releases the grasp I have on her pinned hands and the pressure on her head against the bed. Just to see if she has any fight left in her or if I am free to begin. To my surprise she doesn’t move at all. I grab ahold of her hair and pull her head back just to tell her “you are going to enjoy what happens next” and her response of “Yes Sir” is all I needed to know that I am free to begin. My hands move slowly down her back, unzipping her dress as they move down. She isn’t wearing a bra which excites me. As soon as my hands reach the bottom of her dress the slide up inside it and slowly move the dress up as I go, uncovering her perfect ass wearing a black thong. She even helps me by moving her body to make removing her dress as easy as possible.

With her dress off I roll her over, still on my knees looking down on her. Her face is red and eyes look like tears had been present during her struggle. Those are gone now and I can see a small amount of fear and unknown. “Don’t worry, I will be gentle” as my hands explore her body. She responds “Thank you sir” as I stop to grab her nice sized tits and give a firm pinch to both nipples. The gasp that comes from me pinching her nipples isn’t one of pain or disgust, it’s a gasp of pleasure and excitement. She loves it. A small smile even shows up.

I am loving every second of exploring her body as she lays there and just lets it happen. Her thong comes off exposing a freshly waxed pussy just ready to be devoured. She was clearly planning for some action on this trip of hers… her legs get spread and I bury my face in between them. Her wet pussy on my tongue confirms that she is in fact enjoying this. It tastes so good. I can feel her body move and push into my face. Her breathing gets heavier. Her back arches as my hands run up and down her stomach and chest while my tongue works on her soaking wet delicious pussy. Heavy breathing turns to moans that just keep increasing in volume. Moans to screams as “oh fuck” keeps escaping her lips. I keep going until she cums and her body is a shaking mess, of course I don’t stop. Her hands are now latched on to my head pulling it in tight. Her thighs gripping the side of my head. I force her legs apart again and keep devouring her pussy till she cums again and again.

When I want her to choke on my cock I get up, remove my pants. Pull it out and kneel next to her face. Grab her by the back of the head and force it deep down her throat. Making sure I am in control and fucking her throat as I please. Only pulling out for brief seconds just so she can gasp and get a bit of air before I push it back in deep. Spit running down the side of her cheek. Her hands trying to push me away when she needs air. Everytime she pushes with force I smack her wet pussy to make sure she knows I will decide when she gets air. Her pussy is more and more wet with each smack. She clearly loves being used this way.

I pull it out of her throat. Flip her over and grab her hips, forcing her ass up. Spread her legs and slide in nice and slow. Going in as deep as her tight pussy lets me. I can feel it grip around me and pulsate as her breathing gets heavy again. “Your being such a good girl, how does that feel?” As she replies “so good Sir, thank you”. I start pounding her hard and deep and keep pounding as she screams. My right hand with a firm grip on her hair as leverage. The left hand smacking her ass as she screams. She cums again, over and over again. So Much that her body is such a shaking mess that she can’t keep her ass up. I’m not done yet so I flip her back over, put her legs on my shoulders and pound her harder. Watching her face as she just keeps screaming.

I pull out and force it back in her mouth so I can finish down her throat. Leaving her there an exhausted, heavy breathing mess. She just laid there as I got dressed and left her room. Violated and fully pleasured.

Would you be waiting in the bar hoping I showed up again the next night?

I am experienced with CNC play. This post is for ages 18 . All proper consent and safewords used for all play. Send me a chat if you have any questions.