CHAPTER ONE
The message was brief: The name of the hotel, a time, and what to wear. Oh, and there would be a message waiting for you at reception.
The echo of heel on tiled floor lingers in the air as you cross the lobby towards the reception desk. The man behind the desk looks up at the sound and you see his eyes flick up and down as you draw nearer. Your tightly fastened coat hugs your body and accentuates the thrust of your generous breasts, the belt clinched around your waist doing likewise for the curve of your hips. The coat falls mid-length on your thighs, your legs encased in black silk to match the black heels that drew his attention in the first place. He recovers his professionalism and smile****an I help you?”“Yes, I believe you have a message for me.”“Of course, could I take your name please?” You give him your name and he flicks through a box on the desk beside him. “Here you go.” He hands you a small envelope with your name written in bold, confident stroke****an I help you with anything else?” “No, I’m fine. Thanks for your help.”“My pleasure. Have a nice day.”You smile back at him, “ I will.”Opening the envelope you find a keycard and a single sheet of paper with a room number and a set of instructions. ‘The lifts are to your left - Do not use them. There is a staircase in the bar area to your right, you will use that. The keycard opens the door at the top of the stairs. Turn left, the room is at the end of the corridor. Knock three times and wait. When the door opens walk straight in and stand in front of the window looking out. Do not turn around until you****o so.’Clutching the sheet of paper you head to the bar. Turning the corner you enter the bar area and see the stairs. Your eyes widen at the sight of a glass staircase rising up to a small mezzanine, also constructed of crystal clear glass. Beneath the staircase a few tables are ****tered around, some occupied, some empty. Swallowing hard you head towards the stairs. Your progress attracts a few appreciative glances from around the room as you begin to climb the stairs, your hips swinging as you take each step up. The higher you climb the more appreciative and wide-eyed the stares become. Crossing the mezzanine towards the door there are more than one pair of eyes looking straight up through the glass to follow your progres****on****ious of the stares from below you fumble slightly with the keycard before finally opening the door on the second try. You lean back against the door, eye****losed, thighs squeezed tightly together, heart racing. You just need a second to gather your thoughts. Opening your eyes you can see the door a few metres away at the end of the corridor, the room number etched into the panel beside it. You walk slowly towards the door and as you stop outside the room realise you are nervous. You have no idea what will happen once you enter the room. The fear and anticipation combine to make you light-headed so your hand shakes a little as you knock on the door. It only takes a moment before the door opens but it feels like hours. The room is almost in darkness, the glow through the open curtains from the street below throwing orange shadows across the floor. You pause for a second before walking into the room and stand in front of the window as instructed. You hear the door close and footstep****ross the room somewhere behind you. On the street below cars and people are going about their business while you stand there silently. Waiting.A voice breaks the building tension. “You may turn around now.”You turn slowly towards the voice and as you do a spotlight in the ceiling switches on, bathing you in a ****l of light. You can see nothing beyond it but shadows and shapes. “Before we begin let me explain the rules. They are very simple. You have come here of your own free will and you are fr****o so. If you choose to leave I will not attempt to change your mind and you will never hear from me again. If you choose to stay then you will do exactly as I say, when I say it. Is that clear?”“Yes.”“Good. Now, do you wish to leave?”Your mind is spinning, the anticipation and curiosity too much to resist. The breath catches in your throat for a moment before you whisper, “No, I wish to stay.”“Very well.” You can sense the triumphant smile as the voice continues. “And did you follow the dres****ode as instructed?”“Yes, I did.”“Show me.”Your hands move up to your coat and begin to unfasten the belt, your fingers fiddling clumsily with the buckle. “Stop!”Startled you look up towards the voice. “Relax. Take a breath. Take your time. I can see you are nervous, that’s ok. Close your eyes for a moment and concentrate on your breathing. In. Out. In. Out. That’s it. Feel your body relax. Now try again.”You open your eyes and slowly un****he buckle of your coat. With the belt removed you begin on the buttons, first the top one, then the next, then the next, moving slowly downwards. With each button slowly unfastened time seems to slow until with the final button it stop****ompletely. You look up at the shadow beyond the light and slowly slide your coat off your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind you. Underneath you are completely naked save for black hold-up stockings and your shoes. Standing there completely exposed you lower your eyes and wait. “You are very beautiful. Please, turn around slowly so I can see all of you.”You hold your arms out to the sides and slowly turn around until you are facing back into the room. “My dear, I take it back. You aren’t beautiful, you are truly stunning.”You smile gently, “Thank you.”“You are welcome, but I only speak the truth. Now, while you were pirouetting so delightfully you ma****ve noticed the box on the table next to the window. Pick it up.”You turn and pick up the small, white box from where it sits. The voice continues gently,“This is a small gift for you to wear this evening. You may open it in a moment but before you do remember this, once you put it on you belong to me until I tell you to remove it. Wearing this gift symbolises your submission to my will and as such you will be mine entirely. If I deem you to be in need of correction you will say, thank you. If I decide you have earned a reward you will say, thank you. You will be utterly under my control until I release you. Do you understand?”Your eyes flick down to the small box in your hand, “I understand.”“In that case you may open the box now.”You unfasten the ribbon holding the box closed and slowly lift the lid. Inside you see something wrapped in tissue paper. Unfolding the tissue you lift the item from the box and find yourself holding a black, silk blindfold. Your eyes lift slowly in the direction of the voice and you smile sweetly. “Shall I wear it for you now?”“Only you can make that decision.” In response you place the blindfold over your eyes and fasten it behind your head. The light has gone and you stand in inky blackness. The rest of your senses heighten to compensate and you feel your heart rate start to rise again. Your skin tingles as you stand there, naked and blind. Your ears are tuned to the slightest noise so you hear the slight creak of someone getting out of a chair. You hear soft footsteps on the carpet as someone approaches you slowly, a slight shiver through your exposed body betraying your growing excitement. The footsteps move slowly around you and you realise your whole body is being examined in great detail. You cannot see but you can feel eyes wandering all over you. Then the voice whispers so close behind you you can feel the warm breath on your skin. “How did it feel to have those people stare at your nakedness as you climbed the stairs?”The footstep****ontinue around you. “How does it feel to know you are completely exposed to me?”Like a predator circling its prey“How does it feel to know I am staring at your breasts and imagining all the things I can ****o them?” Prowling, hunting, seeking the perfect moment to strike. “How does it feel to know I am watching your as****lench in anticipation of all the delicious treats I have in store for it?The footsteps move on and you shiver as the words and ideas begin to crowd your mind, melting into a cacophony of fear and delight. All you can hear are the footsteps and the words. “How does it feel to know I’m staring at your pussy and wondering how many times I will make you cum?”Instinctively your thighs press together and your hands drop to cover yourself. The footstep****ease immediately and a sharp slap lands on your as****ausing you to jump, more through shock than pain. A warm glow spreads across the skin where the hand fell. “I did not tell you to cover yourself, did I?”“No. I’m sorry.” “I’m sure you are, but being sorry isn’t the point.” Another quick slap lands on the other cheek. “And that’s for not saying, thank you, for the first one.” “I’m sorry, I forgot, it won’t happen again. Thank you for both of them.” “Good girl, that’s better. But to make sure you don’t forget we’ll have to make sure you can’t make the same mistake. Raise your arms straight above your head and clasp your hands together please.”You put your arms up as instructed, feeling the way your breasts lift and change shape as you do. You hear the footsteps move away and then return to face you. You feel a hand take hold of your left wrist and wrap something around it before doing the same to the right. Standing so close in front of you your nipples brush gently against the cloth of his shirt sending a tingle through your breasts. He leans in just a little, increasing the friction and gently squashing your breasts against hi****hest before stepping back again. As he does he leaves your hands are bound above your head. “Now, do not lower your arms until****o so. Unless you feel further correction is required.”You shake your head slowly, but the small smile suggests otherwise. You stand straight, your arms above your head, your heart pounding, your senses heightened. You hear the footstep****ircling again, moving in ever decreasing circles, your naked body at the centre. Suddenly the footsteps stop behind you. Silence. You feel a soft touch at each wrist, sliding down your arm****aressing your ribs, your waist. The touch slides ever downward****aressing your hips, your thighs, your calves, your ankles. Two hands exploring the length of your body as you stand in the dark. The hand****ontinue to move up and down, gently stroking the sides of your breasts, sometimes softly, sometimes firm. Occasionally you feel the electric shock of nails ****ratching gentl****ng your skin. The pressure of the touch constantly changing and moving as it explores your body. You try to remain still but the constant touch causes you to sway ****s slightly. As you do your ass presses gently against the front of his trousers. Instantly the gentle touch stops and those same hands deliver a swift slap to the sides of your breasts. Not hard enough to leave a mark but the unexpected switch from soft caress to sudden impact starts a warm tingle that spreads from your chest around your body. “You moved. That is the second time you have acted without instruction.”“I’m sorry.”“I don’t doubt your sincerity, but rules are rules. Please bend over and place your hands on your knees.”You slowly bend forwards, sliding your bound hands down your legs towards your knees. You wai****and lands directly on your as****heek without warning, lingers for a moment to squeeze your firm flesh then disappears. You wait. A second blow lands on the other cheek, another squeeze. You wait. Again the blow lands, again the hand squeezes firmly before lifting away again. Five times it lands, five times it squeezes. Your skin tingles from the impact. “You may stand up now.”Straightening up you how your head and whisper, “Thank you.” You sense his presence as he leans into you, his mouth close to your ear, “You’re welcome. And for being so quick with the appropriate response I feel a reward may be in order.”He moves around to the front and you feel his hands at your wrist unfastening the bonds, “First we need to make an adjustment.”. Moving behind you again he takes your wrists and pulls them gently behind your back. Your wrists are fastened again and another binding is placed around your elbows, pulling your arms in firmly. “That’s much better. Now we can begin.”Having your arms tied behind you has the effect of pushing your chest out. Your breasts are thrust forward and it doesn’t take you long to sense the first, delicate touch. Two hands exploring your skin, caressing your breasts but never quite reaching the sensitive centre. Lips follow hands, teasing and tickling. In the darkness you cannot keep track of time, only touch matters. The hands return, firmer, more insistent, squeezing and kneading, teasing out the nipples between thumb and forefinger. Something soft and warm covers your nipple and you wait for a flickering tongue. It doesn’t come. Instead you feel your nipple suddenly sucked outwards and your body arches slightly at the sensation. Before you can get used to the firm suction in one breast the other one receives the same treatment. Your breasts swing free, on each sensitive tip a small nipple pump, gently drawing blood to the surface and heightening their sensitivity. As your nipples swell the hand****ontinue to roam around your breasts, stroking your skin, ****ratching gently, always moving. The teasing caress and firm suction combine to send you swirling in a haze of sensation. Suddenly the pumps are removed and your swollen nipples are exposed to the air. You sense his head drop and a swirling tongue wraps around you, teeth nibble softly, before your nipple is sucked deep into his mouth. Releasing your aching nipple he moves swiftly to the other side to repeat the act. Side to side your tormentor teases your breasts until strong hands suddenly squeeze your breasts hard, forcing your nipples to rub against each other before a ****outh and swirling tongue engul****oth nipples at once. Sucking them into his mouth your hyper-sensitive nipples are assaulted by the flickering tongue and your body arches as your orgasm strikes. As it fades his hungry mouth slowly releases your breasts, lingering slightly in your deep cleavage before pulling back slowl****nd****ontinue to gently squeeze your breasts. “I hope you enjoyed your first reward. Now we shall move onto the second.”To be continued......
