58 Tara in the Hotel Room (c) 1992 Master Chris
Tara looked up at the tv screen in the arrivals area. The flight should have
just landed, she thought. The excitement of the imminent meeting made her heart
rush. Tara was a pretty woman, just 32 years old, blond and tall with a figure
that she worked hard at keeping in shape. She was wearing a classic trenchcoat
and blank high heels. The meeting that so excited her was with her 'Master', her
sometimes loverthat she was all too infrequently. Tonight would be one of those
specials meetings.
Carl was a tall brown haired man also in his thirties and was fairly attractive.
It was not his looks that excited Tara though, it was his delight in kinky sex,
particularly in sex that involved dominance and submission. Tara had discovered
to her amazement that being sexually submissive turned her on like nothing else
ever had. She didn't like pain and the idea of a whipping was abhorent to her
but the thought of obeying a man, especially when his instructions were exact
and of a sexual nature made her blush and soak her panties all at the same time.
They had met several times now and each time was better than the last. Tara
remembered even now the thrill that ran through her the first time he had told
her to undress in front of him so he could 'inspect' her. Tara smiled. It
wouldn't take him long to strip her this time, she thought. Underneath her
fashionable trenchcoat was only Tara herself. Her instructions had been
specific. She was to check into the airport hotel and leave her things there.
Then she was to meet him at the airport wearing only her coat and her heels. She
was specifically allowed no underwear, jewellry or anything else. Tara had even
had to shave her blond pubis completely smooth before arriving.
The trip from the hotel to the airport had been one of the most exciting and
erotic taxi rides she had ever had. Tara was sure that everyone could see right
through her. She kept adjusting her coat over and over trying to close the
bottom of it that seemed intent on exposing her secret. Walking through the
airport had been even worse. Tara was an attractive woman and usually turned
heads wherever she went. Now whenever someone looked at her she was sure that
they knew she was completely naked under her coat. Tara couldn't help blushing
over and over. Despite herself she felt her smooth pussy growing slick with her
own juices. As she walked, Tara 's breasts rubbed freely against the inside of
her coat making her nipples grow hard and sensitive. That and the air that
wafted up her coat to blow across her bare pubis served as a constant reminder
of her nakedness.
Tara spotted Carl as he came down the escalator and into the arrivals lobby. He
smiled as he spotted her and opened his arms to give her a bear hug.
"Mmmm, I've missed you." he said.
"Me too." said Tara smiling. She hugged him again and whispered in his ear "and
I'm soooo hot!"
Carl chuckled. "Did you follow all of your instructions?"
Tara blushed as she nodded.
"We'll find out soon enough." said Carl with a mysterious look on his face.
Tara felt a shiver run up her spine in excitement. Carl slung his suitbag over
his shoulder and led them out of the terminal and toward the taxi stand. Once in
the taxi Carl pulled Tara close to him. His hand drifted down to her thigh just
above the knee where her coat had parted to reveal her shapely legs. "Mmmm"
murmured Tara as she leaned back and closed her eyes, offering herself to Carl.
A tug at the bottom of her coat brought her eyes open in a flash. Carl had just
opened the bottom button to her coat.
"Carl!" she whispered, "What are you doing?!"
Carl smiled at her, "Shhhhh, close your eyes."
It took every bit of will power that Tara had to obey him. Her coat was now open
very high up on her thighs. Tara felt Carl's lips hear her ears and his hot
breath on her as he whispered, "I'm going to make sure my little slave followed
her instructions."
Tara's only response was a tiny whimper as she felt another button being pulled
open. The lowest button still closed on her coat was now near her belly button
and Carl carefully pulled open the bottom halves to fully expose the pretty girl
from the waist down. Tara could only hope that the taxi driver couldn't see that
far down in the back seat and hoped desperately that he wouldn't turn around.
Carl's hand stroked downward now to Tara's knees which she had unconsiously
pressed firmly together. Carl gently eased them apart using both his hands until
she was completely splayed open. Tara felt the petals of her now drenched sex
open. She felt Carl's fingertips glide up the inside of her thigh and gasped
softly as they reached her swollen labia. His fingertip slid gently upher slit
testing its wetness. He continued upward until the finger, wet with her juices
crossed her erect clitoris. "If he strokes it once more I'm going to come." she
thought. Carl slid upward and gently carressed around her smooth pubis. Tara's
breath was coming in shorter and shorter breaths. Suddenly the taxi turned into
the hotel and braked to a stop. Carl pulled Tara's coat together and paid the
driver. Tara's face was visibly flushed as they made their way upstairs to the
room.
As instructed, Tara had taken a small suite in the hotel. The couple walked into
the first room of the suite made up as a small living room with a couch and
sofa-chair in the corner. Carl dropped his bag and moved over to the chair in
the corner to sit. Tara moved toward the couch but Carl held up his hand. "Stay
there for me." he said seductively. Tara stood uncertainly, wondering what would
come next.
"Step out of those shoes." said Carl.
The carpet felt good on Tara's bare feet but somehow it made her feel more aware
of how little she had on.
"Turn around." whispered her lover.
Slowly Tara began turning. When her back was to Carl he had her stop. Nothing
was said for a long moment. The anticipation of what would happen next built
quickly.
"Now the coat." said Carl.
Tara took a deep breath. She reach down and undid the belt and then reached for
the top button. In a moment the coat was completely open. She let the coat fall
from her shoulders showing her long tanned back and then her buttocks, sharpely
delineated by her tan line. Tara heard Carl pick up the coat and put it aside.
"Legs apart Tara."
Tara moved her feet about 2 feet apart.
"Further."
The feet stretched open wide. Tara waited for the next command.
"Now bend over and hold your knees." said Carl.
Tara bent forward and held herself in the exposing position. She knew that
behind her Carl had a perfect view of her bottom and her pussy from behind. She
imagined how she must look. Tara heard Carl get up. It had now been a couple of
minutes. She sensed him coming closer, standing behind her.
Just behind her she saw Carl bending forward, peering closely at her naked body.
She felt his hands stroke his buttocks, then his thumbs settled between her pale
white buttocks. She felt him spread her wide, pulling her buttocks open to
completely expose her most intimate opening. Tara whimpered, feeling so exposed,
so helpless.
Carl chuckled at her excitement and stood up. He had Tara stand too and move
into the next room and onto the bed.
"On your knees, facing away from the door." said Carl.
Tara moved to obey. Carl moved around the room and then returned behind her and
put a blindfold over her eyes. The loss of sight only served to heighten Tara's
other senses. She waited, helpless now, for Carl to tell her what to do next.
"Very good. You look so pretty with a blindfold on. Now bend forward until your
head is resting on the bedspread. Very good. now spread your hands wide apart in
front of you and wait there."
The effect of the position was not lost on Tara. Putting her head down this low
only served to raise her bottom high up in the air, perfectly on display for her
dominant lover.
Tara's sense of hearing was now much more accute, she strained her ears
listening for what was happening around her. Carl's footsteps moved around the
room and Tara could almost feel his eyes looking at every part of her. She heard
the sound of a long zipper of a bag(?) opening. 'What was he doing?' she
wondered.
Tara listened as Carl walked back behind her. There was long moment of silence
and the young girl felt the anticipation build as she waited for what would come
next. 'Surely he would touch her now.' she thought. But where?
"I'm just admiring the view." chuckled Carl at last. "Alright, now I'd like you
to reach back with both hands and place them on your pretty buttocks for me."
Tara reach around with both hands to do so.
"Very nice now please pull your buttocks open to display yourself properly."
Tara gasped! This particular variant on this position had never occured to her.
Certainly Carl had seen her naked body before but doing as he asked would make
her more exposed than she had ever been to anyone before in her life! Tara
hesitated a moment, her mind running rampant as she frantically wished for him
to change his mind. Blushing furiously beneath her blindfold, she finally did as
he asked and gently pulled her smooth rounded buttocks apart for him.
"A little wider if you please." said Carl calmly.
Tara only whimpered as she pulled herself more open for him.
"Very, very nice." said Carl, "Now you shall stay in this position until you are
told to do otherwise. It should not be too long."
'Hmm, that was a funny was of saying to wait.' thought Tara, 'What does he
mean?' She listened as Carl started to move around the room again. A moment
later he moved back behind her, near the door.
"Now remember Tara, you are not to move from that position until you are told to
do so."
With that final reminder, Tara listened in horror at the sound of the door
opening! A moment later and it closed leaving her alone in the room. 'What did
he mean, wait?' she thought. 'Did that mean it might not be him who's coming
back in the room? Does it mean that he might come back with someonse else? What
*does* it mean?'
Tara's breath was now coming in short breaths and her heart raced at the same
pace as her mind as she considered all the possible ramifications. 'My God! It
might be a woman who comes in!' thought the young girl. It was perhaps only 5
minutes but for Tara it seemed forever that she waited. Through it all, she
never considered getting up from the bed and covering herself. As scary as it
was to consider all these alternatives, it was also very, very exciting and Tara
knew deep in her heart that Carl would never hurt her.
The sound of the key in the lock raised the tension level yet again. Tara held
her breath as she listened for the footsteps walking in. 'Was it one person or
two? Were those Carl's footsteps?' There was no way of telling just from the
sound. Whoever it was did not speak, they just moved around the room. Tara could
feel herself being looked at. Despite herself, she felt her hands pulling her
buttocks wider apart offering herself to whoever her Master had in the room
whether it was him or not.
The footsteps moved back behind the pretty girl and Tara waited, wondering when
she would be touched. Finally one of her wrists was taken by a hand. 'Was that
Carl's hand?' she wondered. She felt something being pulled around her wrist and
then fastened tightly to it. A strap of some kind she guessed. Another was
attached to her other wrist and she was allowed to rest her arms on the bed
while straps were pulled tight around her ankles. Once this was accomplished,
the mysterious hands took her right wrist again and tugged it backward. Tara
arched herself slightly so that her wrist strap could be attached to the ankle
strap on the same side. The same procedure was done on her left leaving her
bottom even higher in the air.
More straps were fastened to her young lithe body, these on her thighs just
above her knees. The unseen hands pulled the straps wide apart and tied them
somewhere on the bed, pulling Tara's knees slightly wider then fastening them
firmly. Tara was now helpless and very widely exposed. She wondered what might
come next. The hands reached under her now and Tara gasped as her left breast
was stroked gently. The hands stroked inward, toward her already firm nipple and
the sensitve flesh crinkled even further. By the time the stroking fingers
touched her long brown nipple, it was achingly hard. Tara felt the fingers pull
the nipple downward and pinch as it did so. Tara's nipples were one of her most
sensitive areas and she loved when they were pulled and teased. She moaned
softly as her left one was now pulled out longer than it's normal 3/4 inch
length. The fingers pulled away but were soon replaced by the firm pinch of a
nipple clip. The right nipple was next leaving the metallic clips hanging from
Tara's long firm nips. 'If they don't stop playing with those nipples I think
I'm going to come from that alone.' thought Tara as she panted softly at the
sensation.
Tara listened to movement again as the person (she was sure it was now just one)
moved back behind her. She felt the persons hands slide up between her legs
toward her chest. Now the nipple clips were touched again and Tara felt them
being tugged downward. Cords to the clips were pulled back toward Tara's feet
and attached to rings on her ankle straps. The effect pulled her already
over-sensitive nipples outward and pulled her upper body closer to her knees,
thus bringing her bottom even higher.
Tara was soaked. She knew that whoever it was behind her knew it too. How could
they miss. Her pussy was so wet that she could feel the trickly of her juices on
her thighs. She was now so hot that she didn't care who it was that was playing
with her body. She just wished they'd touch her, touch her pussy, her ass,
something to relieve her need.
An unseen hand patted her upturned rump gently and then Tara listened as they
walked back to the door and opened it. The door closed gently leaving Tara alone
again but this time completely bound and helpless.
Her wait was not long, only a couple of minutes and to her amazement, her sexual
excitement mounted again in that time.
When the door opened again, she was panting so much that she almost missed it.
This time the footsteps did not take long to walk around her and then move
behind her. She felt a hand on her buttock. 'Was it the same person?' she
wondered. The hand left her, only to return a moment later to palp her buttock
to the side, exposing her anus more fully. Tara gasped at the cool touch of the
lubricant on the tip of the strange finger. It teased at her opening a moment
then slid inside. Tara was so hot that there was no resistance, even in her rear
passage. The finger moved deeply in and out, adding more lubricant as it did so.
Tara's body moved back and forth in its bonds, trying to get more of the finger
in her. 'She was close, oh so very close.' she thought and then the finger
pulled away.
"Oh please..." she whimpered, speaking for the first time since she was
blindfolded.
The touch at her anus again was immediate but this time it was the tip of a plug
that touched her there. She loved having her ass teased but this was only the
second time she'd had a plug inserted there. She felt the widest part spread her
anus wide and then her sphincter pulled the narrow neck inwards as she gasped
out loud at the sensation. Tara knew she was on the edge, one more push and she
would not be able to hold back her orgasm.
"So you like it so far do you?" chuckled Carl.
"Oh God Carl. Please! I'm so close." gasped Tara,
Carl moved behind her and touched the tip of his cock to her soaked opening.
"Oh yessssss!" cried Tara as Carl pushed forward in one long motion until he was
deep in her.
It did not take long. As he stroked in and out in long full strokes, Carl
reached down to twist the plug that he had so recently inserted in his
submissive girlfriend's bottom. Tara pushed back as best she could in the tight
bondage. Each thrust by Carl had the clips on her nipples pulled by the cords
attached to her ankles.
A moment later Tara's whole body tensed up. Carl twisted her plug again and wave
after wave crashed over her. She cried out loudly again and again, straining
upward so the nipples clips would pull her nipples and breasts downward.
Finally, it was over.
It was much later, curled up in bed with her head resting on Carl's chest that
she asked.
"Carl?"
"Yes hon?"
"Was it you? You know, who came in the room?"
Carl chuckled quietly. "Maybe next time I'll leave the blindfold off so you can
see for sure but this time I'll not tell you."
Tara wondered as she fell asleep and would until the next time.
