"Summer in Paradise" by Fox
CHAPTER 2
"Hello?"
The gentle sound of the door opening was like a rifle shot to Summer.
"Oh shit! Someone's coming!" was her panicky thought. Struggling to
free herself, Summer quickly realized she no longer had any upper body strength.
She was tired now, her body having been strained and constrained for what seemed
like hours. And that damnable vibrator! It came on and diddled her for a while
and half the time, just as she was about to come, the stupid thing would stop!
Or worse yet, as Summer had discovered, it didn't stop, even after she had come,
it just kept pressing against her and humming and shaking and keeping her
stirred up until her clit hurt and even then it wouldn't stop.
"Housekeeping? Anyone here?" There was a jangling noise as the
housekeeper dragged her cart of supplies into the suite.
Summer was desperate. She did not want to be discovered, not like this!
She wiggled and pulled, hoping to loosen the ropes. Her hands clenched and
opened.
"AAARRRR!!" Summer screamed. Her left nipple hurt like a thousand bee
stings! Tears in her eyes, she raised her head to see the nipple clamp dangling.
The rope holding the vibrator slackened, but the extra loops around Summer's
thighs held the insidious device in place.
The commotion in the dining room caught the maid's attention.
"Hello? Anyone he - ".
The sight of a nude woman, gagged and displayed on the dining room table
like an hors d'oeuvre to be gobbled, stopped the hotel employee in her tracks.
"Omigod! Are you all right?" she blurted.
Summer made a lot of noise, and nodded her head for good measure. Her
brown eyes moist, her embarrassment growing by the microsecond, she watched the
maid, upside down, slowly approach the dining room table. She saw the hotel
nametag pinned to the young woman's uniform. "Angelita".
Summer tried to say, "help me Angelita" through the tape crisscrossing
her red lips. She wiggled on the table, her breasts bobbing with the motion. The
electric massager, quiet for the past ten minutes, chose that precise moment to
start up. Immediately, Summer's aching pussy started to rev up for its fourth
orgasm.
"Well," began the maid, now standing at Summer's head, "you seem to have
got yourself in quite a fix, eh?" She stroked Summer's cheek gently, like a
lover's caress.
The sudden touch caught Summer completely by surprise. She hoped,
expected the woman to be frantically helping her get free. But no, she was
stroking her face!
The maid's hand slowly slid down Summer's tear dappled cheek and across
her throat. Her hands were not soft, but her fingers were light in their touch,
sending little shivers down Summer's spine. The hand wandered down the soft
white skin, through the little depression which formed Summer's clavicle cleft,
traversing the breastbone.
Looking up, Summer stared into the maid's face. A young face,
attractive, well proportioned, but with a hard edge like she knew pain and
suffering only too well. The maid's hair was black, shot through with bright red
and auburn streaks, tied back in a ponytail. She was not wearing any make up to
speak of - a hint of eyeliner was all. She did not need much more: her eyes were
so dark they were almost black as her hair. At this moment, they were lit with a
hungriness Summer had not seen before in a woman. The maid's wet pink tongue
slowly licked her upper and lower lip as her hand slid over Summer's left
breast. Her fingertips dug into the soft flesh, kneading it cruelly, making
Summer gasp in pain. The maid Angelita brought her face just inches from
Summer's, her breath hot and moist against the captive girl's features.
Twisting her head, Angelita touched Summer's cheek with the tip of her tongue.
She made a throaty laughing sound as she slowly licked the cheek right up to the
hairline, and then moved over to the ear. All the while, she kept squeezing and
releasing Summer's breast with her one hand.
"Aw, poor baby," she said, her voice husky and menacing. "Somebody left
you here all tied up and alone, didn't they." She pinched the already bruised
nipple. "Well, what should we do about that, hm?"
The maid kissed Summer on the forehead, then on her taped lips.
"I know!" she said, standing straight. "I could untie you."
Summer mewled and nodded her head. She pleaded with her eyes.
Angelita leaned forward and kissed the tip of Summer's nose.
"But ... no."
At this pronouncement, Summer yowled and thrashed about on the table.
Her anxiety caused the maid to laugh, teeth showing sharp and white.
"Oh my dear, that's not going to get you free!" she scorned, twisting
the nipple she held in her hand. Summer squeezed her eyes shut in pain. "No, no,
no. If you want to get free, you'll have to beg for it. But first, let's make
you more comfortable."
The maid reached for the nipple clamp still attached to the right
breast. She squeezed the ends together, forcing the clamp open. The sudden
rushing of blood into the previously compressed areas made the naked and bound
slave girl howl with pain.
"Did that hurt? " cooed the maid. "Here, I'll kiss it better". She
placed her full lips on the captive's very sore nipple and began to suck and
nibble. Summer thrashed in her bonds. The maid just looked at her from the sides
of her eyes as she continued to suckle on the other girl's tender bruised flesh.
"mmm, I just love the taste of girl, don't you?" she leered. "There's
something sweet about a hard nipple ..." Angelita said, switching over to the
left breast. As she did so, she ran her hand ever so lightly down Summer's belly
to the dark cleft between her legs. She felt the plastic muscle massager, still
buzzing and wet with Summer's secretions.
"What's this?" She wiggled the vibrator, eliciting a moan from her new
playmate. "Oh, it's tied in place. Poor baby! There's been no relief for you,
has there?" She pressed the vibrator harder against Summer's swollen aching
labia. "How horrible, this nasty thing just vibrating away against your pussy,
and nothing to fill you up! Oh, poor prisoner!"
The maid raised her head and looked southward.
"Oh no, look at how pink and excited your little bare pussy is! Oh my!"
She stood up. "I know. I know just the thing to ease your terrible suffering."
And with that, the maid disappeared from sight.
Summer lay stretched out and flat on her back. Her breasts hurt, her arms
were numb, her pussy ached, and her legs were tired. Breathing through her nose
had become tiresome too, especially with all the stimulation she had been
experiencing. And now, to top it off, she had been found by a horrible hotel
maid who was going to torment her!
The touch of a tongue on her inner thigh made her jump.
The maid scolded her. "Bad girl! Don't jump around like that!" She
pinched Summer's thigh. Her tongue was hot, wet. She left a trail of saliva
glistening along Summer's white skin.
Her bite was hard, sharp, as she clamped down on the thigh muscles, and
sucked hard. Summer whimpered and moaned, and the maid laughed. Even, tiny teeth
marks glowed red, and the flesh in between began to bruise.
Raising her head, Summer could see the top of the maid's head, down to
her eyes, peering back.
"Hmm, I smell pussy," gloated her tormenter from between Summer's legs. The
room was redolent with the musky smell of a woman in heat. "I love the smell of
fresh, hot pussy, don't you? And look at you, so lovely and wet, so red, mmm!""
With the swiftness of an osprey swooping a fish, the maid buried her head in
the hot wet pussy she had just been praising. She thrummed her head to and fro
and side to side, her tongue and lips working overtime. Her nose pressed against
Summer's swollen clit, her head banging against the vibrator.
"Ow!" she exclaimed, raising her head. "Let's just get this thing out of the
way, shall we?" The vibrator hummed back to life as the ropes were being
loosened.
"Oh look! It's alive!" exclaimed Angelita. She thrust it up toward Summer's
tortured breasts, burying her chin against the girl's wet slit. Summer moaned,
yet another orgasm involuntarily starting to build. The maid laughed, rubbing
the massager against Summer's breasts, as she returned to her oral
manipulations. Big juicy smacking sounds rang out as she sucked on Summer's
clit. Using her fingers, she spread the labia and began to lick and kiss the
coral passage. She probed as far as she could with her tongue, relishing the
musky fluids smearing all over her face.
"nn, nnh, NNNH" yelled Summer as her orgasm began to hit her. She bucked her
hips, causing the maid to work harder at bringing her captive to a climax. With
one hand, she ran the massager back and forth across Summer's heaving breasts,
her other hand working the tender flesh between Summer's legs even as she licked
and nipped and kissed there. She blew on Summer's clit and pussy, then swirled
her tongue all over while Summer moaned and groaned with her pleasure.
"Not yet!" barked the maid suddenly. She slapped Summer's breasts. Leaning
forward, she grasped the girl's face in her hand. Her breath was hot and Summer
could see the pussy fluids smeared all across the maid's cheeks. "You'll cum
when I say you can come, understand?"
Summer mewled pathetically. "Uh-huh."
"Good pussy slave," The woman slid down from between Summer's legs,
reappearing at the side of the table. Patting Summer between the legs, she
wandered out of sight for a few moments.
Summer's chest heaved at her exertions. She was so worn out! "Thank god the
nipple clamps and the vibrator were gone", she thought. "Now if only I could get
free."
A flurry of feathers suddenly appeared in her line of sight. They descended,
brushing her face and tickling her nose. They smelled dusty.
"You know, working in housekeeping has its advantages," cooed the maid as she
ran the feather duster over her helpless prisoner's naked body. Summer squirmed
as the feathers tickled her already too sensitive flesh. "You get all sorts of
neat toys to work with, and you meet the most interesting people."
Summer groaned and writhed as the maid slowly stroked her pussy with the
feather duster. Up and down, round and round, stroking her inner thigh, her
clit, her moist center. The touch was so light, so delicate, yet the sensations
it caused! Summer knew that this could go on for hours, because even though it
was incredibly stimulating, it just wasn't enough to get her off.
Laughing, the maid asked if Summer was enjoying herself.
Angelita brought her face down close. Summer stared into the black eyes, and
saw the cold pleasure that filled them. There was to be no mercy.
Defeated, the bound girl now closed her eyes, hiding from her reality. Her
body twitched and jerked beyond her control, like a frog's legs when an
electrical current is applied.
Angelita looked at her watch. "Shit! It's time! Okay, enough of this," she
said, taking the electric muscle massager and placing it squarely against
Summer's pussy. Using the rope, she tied it firmly to one of the girl's thighs,
holding it in place. Walking purposefully down to the foot of the table,
Angelita quickly unfastened Summer's legs, only to tie them together at the
ankle. Taking another piece of rope, she adeptly wound it around Summer's knees,
securing them together. The massager was now locked tight and hard against
Summer's female core. Reaching underneath the table, the maid undid Summer's
wrist restraints and brought the girl's exhausted and now useless arms forward.
The maid soon had them tied in front of Summer, a rope wound around her waist
holding them in place.
Her plight was unchanged, but her bondage was changed, and to Summer, the
differences were a relief. Her arms tingled painfully as the blood returned;
nevertheless it was better than not being able to feel them at all.
With a thunk, Angelita pushed the table closed beneath her captive. Summer
squealed helplessly as she switched the massager controls from variable to
steady. Laughing once more, the maid Angelita left the room.
