The soft glow of candlelight dances across your skin in the dimly lit bar. I grasp the glass that holds the last swallow of whiskey and gently swirl it before lifting my eyes to meet your gaze. The fire that burns white hot inside of you is easily detected and I sense your impatience and desire to leave. However, it isn’t time to go, at least not until you demonstrate that you can follow directions. I lean across the table and whisper in your ear that I want you to go the ladies room, remove your panties, bring them back and slide them into my pocket. Without flinching you excuse yourself. My greedy eyes devour you as you walk away. The form fitting black dress clings to your body and accentuates your shoulders, waist, and hips. Truly, you are something to behold and savor. Upon your return, I step out of the booth and have you slide in next to me. In your excitement and haste, you’ve forgotten to place the panties into my pocket. I am forced to slide a hand up your thigh and check to see if the lacey barrier still exists. It does not, but you’ve failed to follow directions...you’ll have to pay for that indiscretion later.

I hold the glass to my lips and take the last sip, taking the time to savor the hints of vanilla in the spirit and focus on the warmth of the liquid as it travels down my throat. I whisper in your ear that it is time to leave. I help you out of the booth and firmly grasp your hand, which fits so naturally in mine. The pace of your breathing quickens as we walk to the hotel, the tension from the night and our lust for one another has grown by the minute. I press the key to the elevator and the doors slide open. Unfortunately, we have to share the ride with an elderly couple. The lady comments on your outfit and you exchange pleasantries. The elevator doors slide open and we bid the elderly couple good night and the old man winks at me as we exit. The walk to the end of the hall seems to take forever, but soon we arrive at our room, and I unlock the door. I allow you to excuse yourself to freshen up and change into your lingerie. I open the blinds and let the lights of downtown flood the room. There are buildings adjacent to ours and the possibility that someone might be watching us exists. I pull up a chair and turn on the playlist that I’ve created for this evening. As you step out of the bathroom, my heart starts to pound as I drink you in...your beauty is intoxicating. I motion for you to come over and you walk over to me, your eyes avert my gaze. I ask you to come sit on my lap and you oblige.

I remind you that you failed to follow directions earlier tonight and that you must disciplined for not paying attention. Before I punish you though, I must kiss those beautiful, full lips. Our kiss lasts for minutes before I bend you over my knee, pin your arms behind your back and smack your ass. The spanking alternates the smack of my hand against your perfectly round ass and the rubbing to remove the sting. Once your ass glows a bright ruby red, I stand you up and walk you over to the closet. Your hands are cuffed above your head, a blindfold placed over your eyes, ball gag in your mouth, and your legs are placed in a spreader bar.

I walk away from you for a moment and you hear the sound of a bag being unzipped and a cord being plugged into a wall. I stand before you with my bag of tricks at my feet. Across your forehead you feel the light touch of a feather and it is traced across your face, neck, stomach, and down your thighs. The next sensation is of cold steel wheel that travels the length of your body. Finally, the cold sensation of an ice cube is felt across your lips and I chase the ice with my tongue, all the way down your neck, chest, to your erect nipples. I take my time licking, sucking, gently biting your nipples and rubbing ice across them. Now down your stomach and to your thighs. I kneel before you and pull the lingerie aside and begin to lick and suck on your clit. One finger, then two massage your g-spot. You flinch and moan, saliva begins to run down the ball gag. I feel you at the edge of climax so I stop. You won’t get off that easy. I stand up and spin you around, this time I spread your ass cheeks and begin to rim you, preparing you for the beads that are about to enter your ass. I slowly begin to insert them one at a time as you struggle to relax and allow them in. Once they are in, you’re spun around and the ball gag is removed. A hand placed upon your throat and the hitachi wand against your clit. I place the vibrator against your clit and it begins to sing it’s sweet song, as just enough tension is placed on your carotid arteries. Quickly, you approach climax again and I stop. I continue this over and over for 15-20 minutes. You beg, cry, and plead to be allowed to cum. The blindfold is off now and the look of submission is in your eyes. I hold the wand against your clit and slowly begin to pull the beads out of your ass one at a time. The ograsm builds and builds and just as the last bead leaves you, explosion occurs and you climax. First one and then another and another.

Quickly, I uncuff you and unshackle you. You struggle to stand, so I pick you up and sit you on the tip of my cock and walk you over to the edge of the bed. You try to force your way down on it, but I throw you on the bed and start to fuck you slow and shallow. Suddenly, I plunge into your greedy little pussy. It stretches and fills, welcoming all 7 thick inches. You gasp, and I go back to shallow thrusts. I make you beg for it, beg to be pounded, and you surrender and in this moment I reach to the nightstand and place a collar on your. You’re rolled over on your stomach and I fuck you hard from behind. Our bodies collide over and over. Another orgasm washes over you and I feel my climax building I release filling you full of me. It isn’t over yet, the night has just begun and I am already hard at the thought of having you again...