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Session in a Hotel
by Daddy'sgirlcat (daddysgirlcat@hotmail.com)

***

A Master takes his sub to a hotel and plays with her in 
the lift before taking her back to their room for more 
fun. (Mdom/F, exh, d/s, bd, fist, spank)

***

You walk me through the hotel corridor, a hand on the 
back of my neck directing me forward. I'm barely paying 
attention to where we're going because I'm too busy 
focusing on the constant whirring of the vibrator inside 
my pussy. You turned it on to full power before slipping 
it inside me and I'm struggling to keep a normal 
expression.

We reach a lift at the end of the corridor and a 
telltale ping opens its doors. You lead me inside where 
a woman is already standing, scrolling through something 
on her phone. She doesn't seem to notice my discomfort, 
or your hand on my neck. You press the button for our 
floor and then we stand behind the woman so her back is 
to us.

She doesn't notice as you pull down my top so that my 
tits spill out of it. I have to bite my lip to keep from 
moaning as your fingers close around one of my nipples 
and you pinch hard. My back arches, but a light squeeze 
from your hand on my neck holds me still. You twist my 
nipple and I close my eyes, trying to keep quiet. It's 
so hard when your torturous fingers are pulling and 
twisting and teasing.

I know you'd tell me to control myself if we could speak 
right now, so I try my best. It's much harder when you 
lean down and bite my tit, your teeth digging into my 
skin. I can feel your teeth bruising me. It hurts but 
feels so good at the same time.

It's almost like you're daring me to make a sound, 
daring me to reveal our situation to the unsuspecting 
woman in the lift with us. It's almost like you want her 
to turn around and see what a slut I am. My hands ball 
into fists as I try to keep myself from making any 
noise.

The lift comes to a stop and my eyes flash open, 
panicking slightly that someone will step into the lift 
and see us. I hold my breath as the doors open and I am 
relieved to find no one there. The woman gets out, not 
turning to see us as she leaves the lift; not noticing 
that my bare tits are hanging out for anyone to see. I 
breathe a sigh of relief as the doors close again.

'You were a good girl at keeping quiet,' you say, your 
mouth leaving my skin.

Then you pull my top up to cover my tits and we say 
nothing until we're out of the lift.

'Next time I'm going to make you ask the woman if she 
wants to join us.'

I look at you and whisper, 'Yes Master.'

You lead me forward and toward our room. Once we're 
inside you tell me to strip, and I quickly peel off my 
dress. You never let me wear underwear so  I'm soon 
naked before you. I watch as you take a seat on the bed 
and tell me to come to you.

'Turn around, slut,' you say, when I'm right in front of 
you.

I do, and you take hold of my arms, tying them behind my 
back with the scarf you instructed me to bring. Before I 
can even think about what you're going to do next, you 
bend me over your lap so that only my tiptoes are still 
touching the ground. It's a familiar position, one that 
I crave. My pussy is dripping wet with the anticipation 
of what you're about to do to me. You rub your hand 
lightly over my arse before slapping down hard. I moan, 
flinching slightly out of surprise.

'I think it's time we bruise that arse of yours, don't 
you?' you say.

'Yes, Master,' I reply.

'You're going to thank me every time I hit you, do you 
understand, slut?'

'Yes, Master,' I nod.

Your hand slaps down again, leaving a bright red 
handprint on my pale skin.

'Thank you, Master.'

You hit me again, harder.

'Thank you, Master.'

You keep hitting me, and I keep moaning and thanking 
you, until you're satisfied that my arse is red and 
bruising enough. With that, you pull me off of you and 
place me face down on the bed.

'Don't move; we're not done yet, slut.'

I moan into the bed. I hear you move back and start 
doing something. I have no idea what you're going to use 
next, but I have a wonderful feeling that it's going to 
hurt. I so love it when you hurt me... You undo your 
belt and pull it from around you. Without warning you 
whip it against my skin sharply, and a loud slap of 
leather on skin rings out. I can't help but cry out and 
flinch at the sharpness.

You hit me again, the belt slapping harder against my 
arse and say, 'Say thank you, slut.'

'Sorry, Master, thank you,' I say with a heavy breath.

Your belt smacks against my arse again and again, and I 
keep thanking you though my voice is getting weaker and 
more strained as I get lost in the pain you're giving 
me. You watch as with every hit more dark red lines 
appear on my arse. I'm trying to force myself to keep 
from squirming, but it's so hard.

Welts start to show up after a few more hits. You only 
stop when a few of your hits break the skin though. I 
haven't been able to stop moaning and mumbling thank you 
as you hit me. You roll me over on the bed and I groan 
as my arse touches the material.

'It hurts...' I moan, looking up at you 'but it's so 
good...'

'Let's see how good,' you reply as your hand moves to my 
pussy.

You find my pussy wet and slide the buzzing vibrator out 
of me and quickly replace it with three of you fingers. 
I moan as your fingers fill me up, and you stretch my 
pussy slightly. You slide your fingers in and out of me 
torturously slowly. I can't stop myself from raising my 
hips to meet the rhythmic thrusting of your fingers. 
With your free hand you push me down, holding me against 
the bed. 

'Stay still.'

'Yes Master,' I gasp.

That's when you start pushing a fourth finger into my 
soaking pussy. I moan loudly as you start stretching me 
open even wider. I feel so full...

'I'm going to get my fist inside you, slut.'

'Oh please, Master,' I moan, spreading my legs wider for 
you. 'Please...'

'Good girl,' you say as you start to push your thumb 
into me.

My back arches and I can't stop myself from crying out 
loudly, so loudly that you have to put your hand over my 
mouth. It takes a lot of pushing and near-crying on my 
part before your entire fist pops inside my pussy. And 
that's when I pass out from the intense pain and 
pleasure you're giving me.

END

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