(This is a combination of fantasy and true story, but mainly the latter. I originally wrote it as a guide for a CNC scenario that my playmate and I had planned, and then adjusted some details later after we enacted it to more accurately reflect what actually happened. I apologise in advance that it simply stops but I just don’t remember what happened from point on. I was just floating in a sea of sensation.)

I found a park directly out the front of the hotel and collected the keycard from the reception desk. I went up to the 14th floor in the elevator and down the hallway to the room. As I entered, my gaze was drawn to the soft glow of light from the lamp beside the bed, and as I stepped past the darkened doorway of the bathroom, I barely had time to register movement in the corner of my eye before I was grabbed roughly from behind. One strong hand covered my mouth and pulled my head back while the other captured both of my wrists and drew them up above my head as I was pushed firmly against the wall. I could feel a strong body pressed against my back and warm breath on my neck and a voice warned me to stay still and make no sound. The hand over my mouth slid down and encircled my throat as the other released my wrists, and explored under the hem of my dress. The hand paused slightly as it touched the tops of my stockings, then trailed up my naked skin until it reached my panty line. I tried to squirm away, but in retaliation, my dress was suddenly ripped open at the front, and those strong hands pulled me roughly away from the wall and pushed me face down on the floor, peeling my dress from my body as I fell. I barely had time to raise myself to my hands and knees before I felt a rope thrown around my neck, making me freeze in position. My knees were pushed wider and my hips and shoulders pushed down, until I was laying on my front, my knees up underneath me, and I was bound with strong ropes, my calves to my thighs, and my thighs to my body. My arms were pulled back and also bound, my forearms crossed behind my lower back. Once fully trussed, I was picked up and thrown on my back on the hotel bed, my head hanging over the edge.

I could hear movement in the room but could see nothing except the hotel curtains and part of a coffee table until lean, muscular legs came into view. I could see only from the shins to just above the knees as they came very close, and then paused directly above my head. The legs started bending, and I gasped as I felt the unmistakable silky hot hardness of a cock come to rest on my chin and throat, and with growing fear, I realised my throat was being measured up. I opened my mouth to beg for release but had barely managed to get a word out when it was totally filled with a rock hard cock. I choked and swallowed and wanted to pull away but was absolutely helpless, unable to move myself at all. Again I tried to plead for mercy but as soon as my throat opened up to speak that cock pushed further in, and I could feel the tip pushing at the back of my throat. I realised I would not be able to escape and tried to relax my throat muscles, accepting that massive cock into my mouth and deciding to do what I could to speed up the inevitable. I tried to use my tongue to massage the shaft, but found that the cock filled my mouth so fully, there was barely any room for movement. Maybe sensing I had decided to acquiesce at last, the cock slowly withdrew a little, just enough so that I was able to move my tongue around a little and swallow, before pushing in again. Then it withdrew a little further, and I was able use my tongue to lick along the shaft, then circle the tip of the cock, before licking back along the shaft again. We were able to establish a rhythm, where I would take as much of the cock as I could into my throat, using my muscles to massage the head, then lick and caress it with my tongue and lips as it withdrew.