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I had spent most of the day dicking around at work and was more than ready for round whatever since all I was allowed to do was edge all week. I had stopped at the store to pick up some wine before making my way back to the hotel. Walking through the liquor section of my local grocery store I found a bottle of wine called “Pink Kitty” and felt it was the most appropriate purchase. The lobby was crowded with wedding guests which caused my irritability to spike. I grabbed my room keys from the front desk and made my way up to the room as quickly as efficient.

I laid out the toys I had brought and stripped down to shower. The water pressure and temperature were perfect, especially after a long day at work. God, I was so stiff, I let the warm water beat down on my body as I lathered shampoo into my hair fantasizing about what was to come. My muscles started to decompress and I let the irritation wash off of me. I was all the time so fucking turned on and horny anymore. All I wanted at any point in time was to have his cock in one of my holes. Fuck, my pussy was soaked at this point. I finished washing and shaving and stepped out.

I dried off and opened one of the bottles of wine I brought. I began to down the horrible choice of wine and quickly began changing into the outfit that was demanded of me by him. I slowly pulled on the fishnets I brought, working them up my legs. All I could think about is how soon they would be ripped off of my body. I grabbed the cuffs off the side table and placed them on my wrists and ankles making sure that they were perfectly tight and put the black choker back around my throat. The pink vibrator in my bag beckoned me. I picked it up and checked the battery level. Placing the pink vibrator into my dripping wet cunt, I set it to the lowest setting while drinking the rest of the wine from the open bottle. I texted Sir. Stuck in traffic, he told me to play with myself until he got there. I started taking pictures to send to him. First of me in the dress I wore all day and then of me just in the stockings. Taunting him and making sure he knew what he was currently missing. I opened the second bottle of wine and started in on it. Sending him videos and photos of me pressed up against the glass window with nipple clamps on for everyone outside to see.

I sat in front of the window until I saw him pull up to the hotel and get out to check in. I downed the majority of what was remaining of the bottle of wine. Pleasantly tipsy, I knelt in front of the door waiting for him to walk into the room and see how desperate I was for him. God, I was so embarrassingly wet. The pink vibrator in my cunt pulsing against my g-spot making sure I stayed that way. He walked into the room and greeted me as I knelt in front of him, demanding that I strip him down. I shakily removed his shirt and pants, watching his cock spring free. I licked up the shaft and took him into my mouth.

“God, I was so hard the whole drive over here, and your hot wet mouth is exactly what I needed,” he stated, “fuck, you look so hot kneeling here, taking all of my cock into your mouth. Were you hoping someone would see you up here and take pity on you? Teasing me all day with this choker on, little whore.”

The choker on my neck felt tighter than before. He slipped a finger inside of it and used it to pull my mouth onto his cock. All I could do was moan around him.

“Have you been practicing your deep throating like a good girl? Let’s see how far that black lipstick can go up my cock,” he purred as he shoved his cock down my throat, choking me on the size of it, “Good girl. Look at you taking all of me.”

He waited until I choked, causing saliva to drip down my mouth and cover my tits. He pulled me up and smashed his lips to mine guiding me over to the chaise lounge that sat in front of the window. He sat down, turning me so my ass was facing him.

“Bend over,” he demanded.

I bent over showing him my dripping went cunt and plugged asshole. The clamps were pulling deliciously on my nipples, sending pleasure down my body. He ripped the fishnets, making a perfect hole for him to discover my pussy. He pulled the pink vibrator out, groaning about how wet I was. I went to stand up but quickly found a hand on my back pushing me down.

“I didn’t say you could stand yet, I’m not done.”

I felt his fingers enter my tight cunt as a groan escaped him, “fuck, you are dripping wet.”

He started rubbing my clit as I felt his tongue enter my cunt. I pushed further into him almost losing balance, the alcohol and pleasure was starting to make my knees weak.

“I- I need to feel you inside of me,” I moaned out.

“Aren’t my fingers and tongue good enough?” he teased, ”I’ve barely touched you and you’re already begging for my cock.”

I groaned in response like the brat I was. He spun me around and pulled me down onto his hard cock, placating me. Fuck, he felt so good filling and stretching me. All I could do was moan in response.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking wet and tight. God, what a good little cocksleeve you are,” he groaned into my ear, “so fucking good.”

I was so fucking needy, the alcohol making me braver and hornier, I rode him harder than I ever had. Finally, I was nearing an orgasm after a week of denial. He grabbed me tight and flipped me onto my back when he got tired of me going at my pace. He pounded into me while playing with my clit driving me closer to the edge.

“God, what a drunk, horny slut you are. Begging me for my cock, wanting me to cum in you. Wanting me to fill you up,” he groaned as he continued to pump into me, “I’m going to rip these clamps off, ready?”

I nodded. He twisted the chain to the clamps in his hand, yanking them off. The pain coursed through my body mixing with the pleasure that was happening else where. I was so close, he was driving me wild. He pounded into me harder, pushing my head off of the chaise and leaving me drunk with desire.

“I’m going to cum, please, pl-please, cum inside of me. I want to feel you dripping out of me,” I begged.

I was over the edge, with him spiraling shortly after me, filling me. He pushed so far into my cunt that I wondered I would split in half from the strength of his orgasm. He slowly pulled out after he had finished emptying himself into my cunt. I groaned from the empty feeling, as he got up to get a towel.

Still laying on the chaise with him watching me, I told him to “take a picture so you can remember your cum dripping out of me.” He chuckled and grabbed his phone and snapped a picture of me sprawled out on the chaise.

“What a good fuckhole you are. All laid out and ready for me to abuse. I’m not done with you yet.”

He pulled me up and laid me on my stomach on the bed. Putting a pillow under my hips, he cuffed my hands behind my back. He slowly ran his hands over my body, massaging as he went, and quickly brought his hand down in a hard smack on my ass. I yelped and jerked forward.

“Do you like that little whore?” he whispered in my ear.

I moaned back at him, unable to make my brain work. But fuck did I love it.

“Oh no, use your words,” he demanded.

“Yes,” I huffed back. He brought his hand down one more time on my ass and then disappeared for a second.

Coming back I heard him with my wand. Pressing it up against my clit, he brought down a paddle onto my ass cheek.

“I’ll make sure to leave marks this time.”

He continued to assault my ass brining me closer and closer to the edge of pain and pleasure. Just as I was about to call a time out, a surprising orgasm overtook me, shaking me to my core. I flipped over from it, shaking and pleading. He followed me with the vibrator, keeping it pressed to my clit. My legs shook and quivered.

“Please,” was all I could bite out.

He flipped me back over into prone, burying his already hard cock into my tight cunt. Pounding into me, I neared another orgasm. Feeling myself getting closer and closer I bit out a quick, “I’m cumming,” before falling off the edge again and squirting all over his cock pushing him out of me.
“Oh no, you don’t. I want to feel that pussy milk me,” he pushed back into me making sure to let me ride out my orgasm.

He uncuffed my hands dragging me to the edge of the bed and flipped me onto my back. He pulled me so my head hung off the bed.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock down my throat, pumping in and out of me. Choking me. He wrapped his hand around my throat using it to masturbate.

“Do you taste yourself on me? Make sure to play with my balls while you’re at it, whore.”

I devoured his cock, savoring every moan I elicited out of him. Fuck, hearing him moan and knowing I was the one giving him pleasure was all I needed to keep going. He fucked my throat for a little while longer and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and more and more desperate. He grabbed my ankles, flipping me so my pussy and ass where hanging off the bed. He grabbed my wand and pressed it to my clit, fucking me at a hard pace.

“Fuck, I can feel you gripping my cock again,” he forced out.

I was so close to the edge again, barely hanging on. He held the wand there making me tense and twitch, fucking me harder and faster than before. I was barely able to choke out a “please” before it overtook me and didn’t stop. He held me on his cock, keeping the vibe pressed to my clit, making sure the orgasm never stopped.

“I can’t, I can’t, how…” was all I could repeat over and over again, lost in the feeling.

“Oh, don’t worry, you’re not done yet.”

And, fuck me, I wasn’t done yet, the orgasm just kept going and going, I felt like I was close to blacking out. He finally let up on the wand and pulled out of me. Letting me collapse off the bed onto the floor in a puddle of nothing while my legs shook. We sat there for a bit until I caught my breath and my brain rebooted.

He helped me crawl up on the bed, removing my cuffs and rubbing my wrists and ankles, and slowly removed the fishnets. We laid there for a bit, drinking and chatting, touching each other.

Eventually, I broke out the massage oil, starting slowly with just his hands and worked my way down the front of his body, all the time careful of where I touched, I listened to him moan as I poked and prodded at his muscles. He flipped over onto his stomach for me when I asked nicely, letting me massage his back, his calves, his thighs… slowly working my way up to his ass and massaging the cheeks. I made my way to massage his hole. I waited for protest but no words escaped his mouth only moans of pleasure. I placed more oil in my hands, slowing working my way into his tight hole. He moved to all fours, letting me work his cock with one hand while I massaged his prostate with the other. I played with the head of his cock, working long strokes on his shaft and quick short strokes on the head, alternating which I treated him to.

“Is this what you wanted, do you like feeling me play with your ass,” I whispered to him, “all I want is to hear you moan and beg me for it.”

He moaned for me, biting out a “fuck” every once in a while as he neared release. I continued to play with his ass putting pressure on his prostate. I moved my fingers in slow circles while I gripped his cock.

“Are you going to cum for me?” I moaned into his ear as I bit his neck.

I teased his neck, biting his earlobe.

“Fuck, I’m so close,” he gasped out.

“Where do you want to put it?” I whispered in his ear.

“I want you to swallow it,” he choked.

I lowered my mouth to his cock and began to suck, feeling him begin to pulse on my tongue. I swallowed every last drop as he sat there satiated and speechless. He stared at me and all he could say was “fuck” as he met my mouth with his. He lifted me, laying me on my back on the bed. With my arms pinned to my side, he kissed his way down my body. I shifted my hips, trying to get him to meet my clit faster than he wanted. He laughed at me and finally met my clit. He played with me and kept me on edge, begging to cum.

“Cum for me babygirl.”

I came, hard. He cleaned both of us up and laid down next to me letting us both cool down for the evening.

NSFW: yes

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