So, I agreed to meet this guy in a hotel in Gzira. An apartment hotel. I checked in, walked into the room, undressed and sent him an sms with the name of the hotel and the room number. Without waiting for his reply and with the door left ajar, I went to have a long, hot shower...I came out of the bathroom, didn't check my mobile and walked straight to the bed. I dropped naked and face down on the bed.
I stretched my arms and legs on the bed as if I was on arack, waiting for this mysterious guy who had contacted me after an ad I had posted on backpage and whose photo I had never asked for. What was he going to do to me?me? Tie me up andme to his pleasure all night long?
The sense of mystery worked on my insides like a poison, infecting my nerves, veins, skin and having, as a side-effect, a rippling sensation running through my skin. It would be hard to tell how long I had lain there when a cold draught washed over my backside, warning me that the door had been opened. I heard the click and steps. Steps. Not of one person. I heard whispering. I sense of terror gripped me. I was about to turn to see what's going on when a hand grapped my shoulder, while a pair of hand grapped my legs and a third hand (whose hand? were there 3 , 4 or more people?) gagged my mouth. I was totaly immobilised and muted, as helpless as I could ever have hoped to be and as frightened as I had never dared dream I would be.
Then the TV sound was on. Full blast. To drown my cries! I thought. I was flipped over by those strong arms and finally I could look at them. They were three. The one holding my shoulder bent my arms behind my back and started tying them up. The one holding my legs started tying what looked like a shoelace around my ankles. The third one, standing with the remote control in his hand next to the TV, removed his belt. He walked over to me and slapped me hard across the belly with the leather belt. He put his face right into mine and said 'You are fucked!' Then they propped me up, and moved me to a corner, face to the wall. There they started tickling me, stroking my ass, telling me 'Come on, sissy, say ahhh, uhhh, sigh like the bitch you are or we'll whip you!!'
'Perk up that ass of yours, like a real bitch'
'Pout those lips like you want it badly'
'Oh look, the bitch's getting a hard one! So you like it!'
'Let me guess, will he enjoy the whacking he's gonna get?'
'Like a BITCH!' And he started spanking me hard.
Then they turned me round and one grapping by a nipple and the other by the other nipple they walked me to the bed again. The third one walked behind whipping me with the belt across my back. Whenever it hurt and I would twitch, the other two would twist my nipples viciously. Once at the bed, one of them made a pile of pillows. My hands and ankles were untied and they lowered me on the bed, my butt sticking out right over the pile. They brought a mirror (must have somehow removed the large one in the bathroom) and placed it right in front of me so that I could see myself with my butt sticking upwards, a stupid, sad look on my face like that of an abandoned chihuahua.
They spanked me, they belted me, they fucked me. Then they left. And they left the door open. Wide open. I couldn't move. I was totally stuck in this position when a group of people passed by. Youngsters on holiday. They just stood there at the door at first, totally agog. Then a mobile fetched out. Then another. And another. And the flashes around the room. I looked the other way so at least my face would not be visible. I surrendered to the ultimate humiliation...
