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Hotel Bondage Session

He was waiting for her in the uncomfortable chair in the dark hotel room. The one lamp he lit when he came in cast shadows across the room. The door was propped open with the bar, so he wouldn’t have to get up to open the door. He specifically requested a second floor room, with as few occupied rooms around them as possible. The traffic noise from the highway was loud coming through the crack of the door. He looked at his phone for the third time in a minute. Two more minutes until she was supposed to be there. No new email. No new notifications. Nothing to do but wait. He got to the hotel early to set out his tools. Two sets of leather cuffs. A pink leather collar with a short leash attached. Vibrators. Crops. Whips. A ball gag with a red latex ball and black leather harness. He had been planning this night for a while. The hotel was just off a busy highway, but far enough from his normal haunts that none of his friends would even drive by it. And it is cheap. There are very few outside entrance hotels left. It took a little time to track this one down. Most of them had been bulldozed for more modern, highrise hotels with grand lobbies and restaurants. Finally, he heard footsteps coming toward the room on the soft carpet in the hallway, and the door slowly opened. “Hello? Am I in the right place?” She stuck her head in, looking around before completely entering. “Come in and close the door and your mouth.” She jumped a little at the sound of his voice, and then did as she ...

... was told. His lumpy chair was in the shadows of the corner. She was wearing a tank top and shorts that peaked out from the opening in her trench coat. A little cliché, he thought. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail that ended right between her shoulder blades. She fidgeted, shifting her weight from one stiletto heal to the other as she waited for his next instruction. Her picture on the bondage classified site didn’t do her justice. He felt a little stirring in his lap and decided it was time to get started. “Drop the coat. Go over to the bed. Put on the collar first.” Without hesitation, she did as she was told. She held the end of the leash out to him. “Bring me the cuffs and the ball gag. In your mouth. Show me you’re my bitch. Crawl.” She picked out the four cuffs for her ankles and wrists and the ball gag and carried them to him in her mouth. He took them from her, and patted her head, stroking her hair for a minute. Then, he attached the cuffs to her ankles and wrists. Finally he gagged her with the red ball gag, pulling the strap as tight as he could get it. She whimpered a little as it wedged into her mouth. “Now, let’s see what I’m working with.” He took the leash and led her around to the end of the bed, then pulled her up to her feet. He took her hands and connected the cuffs on her wrists in front of her, then led her over to the bathroom door. He pulled her arms up above her head, and then attached the cuffs to the over-the-door cuff hanging from the closed ...