This will tell you a bit of my sense of humor. Enjoy
Hotel Meeting
It was prearranged that I meet my Dom at the hotel across town. He had already met me and this was to be a training session. He had been very patient with me so far and I had communicated my interest in many new sexual things. He had responded with scenarios that I may enjoy. I had told him of my hope to improve in the future.
I had watched many short videos in the web site, and learned much. I also think, when I improve, and with training, I may pursue becoming a dominatrix. Although I do not enjoy inflicting pain, controlling another's' pleasure can be very rewarding. Having men approach and respond to my orders and whips with sexual gratification could be very pleasurable.
So with these thoughts in the back of my mind, I dressed and drove to the hotel. I have a need for enticing men. I have carefully assembled my attire to be more alluring for this meeting. Although it is below freezing outside, I will stay warm. I have laid out the black/gold shelf bra with matching thong. I have purchased opaque black thigh highs w/ black lace tops. I will wear 3" black leather high heels and over this, a black semi- sheer duster. I have also applied a more dramatic makeup and long gold earrings with swinging discs. Red lip stick will complete my outfit. With consideration for the cold, I will wear a fur- lined midi coat.
Arriving at the hotel, I pull my coat belt tighter and head to the office. I have arrived a few minutes early to defray any last minute complications.
Entering the office, I approach the check-in desk where a young man is on the phone. As I walk toward the desk, I catch his eye and smile and start to untie my coat. He is now watching me and ends his phone call. I notice the lobby is empty and slowly loosen and drop the coat belt. Now I have his full attention. As I walk, the coat starts to swing open. I stop and open the coat fully, letting it slide off my shoulders, catching the sleeve as it slides off.
I continue to let the coat slide off my arms and, catching it, lay it folded over my arm. I continued to smile as. I walked behind the desk and stop next to the now gapping clerk and ask if my Dom has already checked in.
The clerk who is now openly staring at my semi exposed breasts, and stammers, "Wha-Wha-What did you-What did-What did you ask? The clerk looked up into my eyes then back down to my breasts and raises his hand toward me. I again ask if my Dom had checked in.
I step back away from him and snap my fingers to capture his attention, saying that he needed to tell me if my Dom had checked in. I stepped forward again was his eyes started to clear and I said that I would let him touch me if he would give me the information I had asked for.
He seemed to gather his wits and told me that indeed a man had checked into my room 10 minutes ago. He then asked if there would be anything more. When he continued to stare at my breasts and started breathing deeper, I again stepped back and, thanking him, turned toward the stairs.
As I walked to the stairs, a voice spoke from the balcony over the lobby saying, "Stop teasing the help and come on up to the room." I answered that I was on my way, as I started upstairs. Behind me the clerk called out that he really liked my outfit, especially my thong panties and when I turned to look, he gave me double thumbs up. I laughed, thanking him for his candor and appreciation. Knowing the way, I walked to my room.
As I reached out for the door knob, the door was jerked open and I was jerked inside by my Dom. He pinned me against the wall with my hands over my head. Looking me up and down, he asked, "Did you have a good time as I waited for you upstairs? I have told you repeatedly, not to involve the hired help. Now I find you in the lobby, letting the clerk oggle you. You slut, I can't trust you anywhere, anytime, can I? You obviously enjoy making a spectacle of yourself. I will break you of that habit so that you know that only I can give you permission to offer yourself and only to whom I say. Now lay down your coat and take off your clothes, so that you can receive your punishment for you disobedience.
I folded my coat and laid it on a desk. Turning to look at him, I opened the button of my duster and flipped it open and back off my shoulders. I shimmied to shake it down my arms. Then, shaking my arms to slip it off, I caught it and proceeded to fold it neatly and laid it on top of the coat. Turning frontward, I hooked my thumbs in the sides of my thong, slowly lowering it to my knees; giving my Dom the view of my nipples that had slid over the top of my bra. As he walked toward me, hand out stretched, he stroked the top of each breast that was bulged over my demi-bra and flicked my hard nipples.
He turned and walked to the bed where he had laid out his gear and, picking up a collar, returned to me. As I reached to unhook the back hooks of my bra, with my hands behind my back, I was presenting my breasts to him. He caught my bra as it fell away from my body, then dropped to the floor. He shook out the collar he held up to clasp around my neck and 2 clips dropped, attached to chains. When I questioned what they were, he told me they were a little surprise for me.
I caught one dangling chain to look, but he slapped my hand and said to leave it be. When he was finished buckling on my collar, he reached to rub my nipples, and then pinch them, making me squeal with surprise and pain. He caught up one chain and depressing the clip, opened it and placed over one nipple. I now recognized what they were, nipple clamps. Then he released the spring and it clamped onto my stiff nipple again making me sequel with pain. Telling me to keep quiet, he caught the second clamp, opening it; he slowly brought it to my second nipple.
I grunted at the anticipation of the pain that would soon follow when he clamped it on my nipple and steeled myself. Knowing I was preparing for the coming pain, he kept the tension on the clamp as he fitted it on either side of my nipple. I closed my eyes, waiting, but nothing hurt, so I opened my eyes and looked down to see the clamp was being held open. As I looked back up into his eyes, he released the clamp over my nipple. It immediately clamped shut, pinning my nipple and making me jump and squeal yet again.
He laughed, telling me that he wanted to see my eyes react when I felt the pain as he applied the clamps. I had said that I was interested in wearing them. Now that I was wearing his collar, I was to finish disrobing and sit on the bed. I stepped out of my shoes and slowly peeled off my stockings, one at a time. I folded them and bent to retrieve my bra, thong and shoes, carrying them to lie on my pile of clothing. I returned to sit on the bed as instructed. He reached to pull the sticks that were holding up my hair. As it fell around my shoulders and down my back, he smoothed it down and grabbed it into his fist.
I knew he would enjoy punishing me, I had counted on it. I moved to my knees with my head and eyes lowered and begged his forgiveness. He walked to the second bed and picked up the flogger, and returned, telling me to raise my ass for the beating that I so richly deserved. He stroked my butt then laid into me with the flogger.
As the sound echoed, I cried that I was sorry and to please forgive me. He said that he could not trust me and continued to beat me. As I cried to please forgive this useless slut and to give me another chance, explaining that I had only been asking the clerk if he had arrived. He grabbed me by the hair, jerking my head up and back. Then he pulled me to my feet and turned me around saying that he did not want to hear my excuses. Now I was to go to the second bed, and make myself available to him.
I stumbled to the bed and sat back. He began to shackle my hands and feet so that I was spread-eagled. I cried "Please. Please have mercy. Please, I'm sorry. No please, no more, don't beat me anymore. I'll do anything you want me to, but don't beat me anymore." He whipped me several more times, saying he knew I would do anything he wanted me to.
A knock at the door, made him stop to go answer it. When he opened the door, the clerk was standing there saying that it had been his fault and to not punish me anymore. My Dom jerked him into the room and said, "Fine. If this was your fault, I want you to whip her for being involved. Take this whip and start whipping her. Beat her until I say stop or I will also beat you. Now get started and I'll watch." So the clerk told me he was sorry and gave me a half-hearted whack. My Dom shouted for him to hit me harder.
So after a few threats, the clerk started hitting me harder and faster as My Dom called out instructions. Soon, he was tired of watching and told the clerk to free me. When I was unshackled, I was told to stay there on the bed until he told me to move. The clerk sat down on the bed and again said he was sorry for getting me in trouble. The Dom heard this and told the clerk to stand up. Then My Dom came back to the bed and told me to go over to the table and wait.
When my Dom was ready, he said to lie on the table and spread my arms and legs. He proceeded to again shackle me spread wide for him. The clerk, standing by the hallway door, started to speak, but was told to be quiet. My Dom gathered his tools and, plugged one into the wall socket. Testing it and hearing the electricity hiss and snap, he then approached me, holding out the wand. He touched it to my crotch and smiled as it cracked and hissed. Then he held it to my breast where it again arced and hissed. I screamed and went limp. The clerk also screamed and ran out into the hall.
So, after My Dom got finished laughing, he came back to me with the electrical tool and held it to my breasts again, making me gasp and laugh. He then swapped it for the double dildo and said, "Ready yourself for a good fucking." He put it at my anal channel and applied lub before inching it into me while aligning it so that a dildo also entered my pussy. Sliding them both inside me, he applied another vibrator to my clet. I was moaning and squirming soon.
I was soon crying that I was going to cum soon. My Dom laid down the vibrator and picked up the flogger saying that I was to hold back or he would beat me. I moaned and pleaded with him to let me cum and panting, I arched up, crying for mercy. I felt the flogger and heard the slap of leather across my tender breasts. Then the door flew open and an older man stepped into the room. He demanded to know what was going on. Was a woman being electrocuted?
As My Dom turned and looked at the man, I also rose up to see. My Dom turned back to me and told me to lie back down. He again faced the man, asking if there was a problem. This man, the hotel manager, said that one of his clerks had witnessed a woman being tortured with electricity in here. My Dom spoke to this man, saying that it was BDSM play and no one was injured. He walked to pick up the device and display what had happened that had frightened the young man. He again touched it to my breasts where it snapped and arched dramatically. I considered reacting with pain, but decided that this was a serious matter, so just purred happily and thanked My Dom and asking for more.
The manager said he had thought as much and left the room, closing the door once again.
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