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It had been a long time without sex. Too long. Life had been busy lately and it was time to set things straight by ridding themselves of all their pent up sexual desire. Amy booked a room at the Hotel Del Coronado for Valentine's Day, with no other plans than to fuck her lover all night.
She packed all the tools she would need for this adventure; her lingerie, her bullet, and her new vibrator that Eric had purchased her on a recent trip. Stockings, heels, garters, and fishnet. It was just one night, but she brought two bags, with one dedicated to sex only. Amy knew Eric had a few unknown toys too and she had used her $100 gift card to a local adult store to buy more earlier in the week. Eric had challenged her to buy something that she felt was especially naughty as a surprise, something that pushed her limits, which she had done.
While on her trip to the adult store, Amy decided what her next sexcapade would be. She realized that all of the lingerie looked like stuff she already had. She definitley had a lot of lingerie! So, she headed into the BDSM room. This was extremely new territory for her. Leather and whips and handcuffs, hmm... Some of it was just too damn freaky, but it still excited her. "Damn, this stuff is expensive" she thought while she decided to try some of it on. Soon Amy found herself outfitted in head to toe leather with stiletto heels. The leather hugged her body showing off her tits in their finest form. She looked like a legit dominatrix. Yes, this was worth dropping a pretty penny on. Eric was going to love filming and photographing her in this get up. As for accessories, the whip was just too much, but the little riding crop was hot!
This was going to be a staycation in the ultimate sense. Other than an unscripted trip out for dinner and drinks, this night was about sex. Amy was waxed and ready and Eric was armed with a little added "assistance" that was going to keep him in action for the ambitious night (and morning) of activities ahead. A bottle of champagne for the room capped it off.
Amy wanted something special but nothing too sappy and vanilla just because it was Valentine's Day. This night needed to be memorable; like the time he fucked her in his truck in an alley, or when he fucked her on rock on a narrow cliff ledge with the river rushing by below, or when he fingered her wet pussy in the private table dance room at a Vegas strip club. Indeed, nothing ordinary would suffice. They had been having mind blowing sex for years, but there was much more still to experience.
After arriving at the hotel and checking in, they head up to the room. Unbeknownst to Eric, Amy had vetted this very room for a night of new experiences for both of them. Among its features; a four post bed, thick walls and a spacious shower.
As they entered the room, Amy could see a large gift wrapped box laying on the mattress of the four post bead. She smiled that Eric was sly enough to have pulled off already having had the bellman put it in the room. The box was a bit heavy for its size and she wondered what was inside of it. Amy pulled off the paper and removed the top. "Oh my..." she said to herself, "He was thinking the same thing as me!" Inside the box was a virtual laundry list of items she had commented on in the past. There was a high necked skin tight, black vinyl onesy, crotchless. Next there was a lacy black, steel ribbed corset to be worn over it. These would go well with the black high heeled thigh-high boots in her bag she thought. Also in the box was a jockeys crop just like the one she had bought and a black out mask! This could be interesting.
As Amy removed the contents of her box, a shiny metal object appeared. Immediately, she knew what it was. Amy lifted the chrome ankle spreader bar from the box, along with a pair of chrome handcuffs. She let the cold smoothness of the bar slide though her hands and examined the locking mechanism. Both pieces seemed quite expensive and of very high quality. Amy knew that these were intended for her and it excited her to think of being controlled in this way. She placed the "equipment" near the bed and proceeded to the bathroom to get into costume for her lover as a little warmer upper before dinner. Once she was ready, she lit some candles and reclined on the bed to wait.
As Amy surveyed her gifts again, Eric walked to the bathroom and started the shower. It seemed like an eternity that she was forced to wait for him. "Put on the mask," he said from the shower, and she obeyed.
Amy heard the water stop and the shower door slide open. A few moments later she felt his presence next to the bed. She reached out blindly with one hand and could feel he was still wet and naked. The sound of a bottle being uncorked punctuated the silence, and a moment later Eric's hand slipped beneath her neck as he guided her mouth to a glass for a sip of champagne. He lay her head back to the pillow and again she felt his hand slide under her neck as he pulled a champagne soaked scarf through and tied it snuggly through her parted lips to gag her. Wow, this is really hot, she thought.
"Did I tell you to wear boots?" Eric said. "I did not." And with that he removed them.
Amy heard the rattle of the chrome spreader bar as Eric picked it up from the floor beside the bed where she had left it. He let her hands slide along it as he raised one of her legs and closed the first cold cuff around her ankle. She could feel its substantial weight and knew it was not something easily escaped from. Eric's hand held her other calf and spread her to the width of the bar before she felt the other cuff click securely around her opposing ankle. Her body shivered at the thought of what came next, as the crack of the jockeys crop snapped lightly on one of her ass cheeks and then the other.
Amy felt Eric's firm grip around her wrist as a heavy chrome cuff clicked shut around it. He slowly raised the spreader bar over her head and he ordered her to grip it with both hands. She obeyed and felt the other cuff close in a fashion that locked her wrists to the bar as well. Amy thought of the sight she must be - blind folded, gagged, hands and feet locked above her head wearing a corset and vinyl onsey that highlighted her ample 32DDD bust line. She felt the top of the corset being opened and then the zipper on the onesy as it slid downward to her navel, releasing her breasts.
Eric placed an object in Amy's left hand, which she quickly recognized as her clear silicone vibrator from having felt it so many times before. In her right hand he placed another object, which she could not immediately recognize. It was small and hard with a string or something attached. It felt like ear buds she thought. Eric craddled her neck again and gently poured some more champagne through her lips to moisten the gag, before removing the small object from her hand. Amy jumped as she felt the first sensation of a nipple clamp being closed on her. "OMG," she thought, "Nipple clamps!" The second one followed with a similar reaction, as she writhed on the sheets, truly helpless to remove them.
A new object was placed in her right hand, as Eric removed the vibrator from her left. The new object was smaller but felt similar to her vibrator. She rolled it through her fingers studying it's shape. It felt like a smooth Christmas tree or a spade from a playing card as she tried to make sense of it. A cool drip of something dripped onto her slightly agape little slit and she felt the sensation of the vibrator circle it as Eric clicked it on and pushed it gently in a little. Amy's back arched and she gripped the bar with one hand as he pushed it deeper into her, then pulled it back, over and over for a very long time.
Amy was starting to tingle as she neared an orgasm, when she felt the third object be taken gently from her hand. As the vibrator remained inside her, she felt the new object return near her ass, circling it as Eric dripped more lubrication on it. Amy realized what it was now and rattled in her restraints. Blind and gagged, she was helpless as she felt the slow insertion of the butt plug in her ass. She tried to relax as Eric slowly pushed it deeper into her until it was fully inserted. The added pressure within her added to the fullness of the vibrator and she bucked wildly at her first double penetration. An incredible orgasm racked her body and as it subsided she felt the vibrator being withdrawn.
Eric kneeled between Amy's legs and craddled her neck once again as she felt his cock enter her. She was dripping wet and he slid in with ease. He could feel the plug in her ass rub against the underside of his cock through the small amount of anatomy separating the two. Amy was wild like an animal in a trap. She fought through muffled gasps and total darkness while Eric took her. Helpless in every way, she took the pounding that he was giving her. So exposed and unable to resist, she bucked and rattled as her man ravaged her. Her ankles and wrists burned from the restraints and her nipples screamed from the pinch of the clamps. Her ass was clenched tightly around the plug and her pussy filled with cock, as she felt her lover about to erupt inside her.
Suddenly, Amy relaxed. She felt Eric's hands with hers on the spreader bar and she stopped her thrashing. Blind and mute, she could hear his heavy breathing as he stopped the motion of his cock and held it tightly against her G-spot. As Amy's orgasm built and exploded, she felt her lover releasing a very powerful ejaculation deep within her. Contraction after contraction, wave after wave, he filled her tiny cavity with as much cum as it could hold.
Eric pulled back and withdrew his cock from Amy's tight little pussy. She felt him slowly remove the butt plug and then heard the click of the cuffs and spreader bar being unlocked. He gently untied her gag and pushed her blindfold up to reveal her astounded eyes. Amy was still in shock as she had been sure from her costume that she was going to be the dominatrix, not the dominated. Eric handed her a glass of champagne and she whispered "Next time it's my turn," with a smile.
She packed all the tools she would need for this adventure; her lingerie, her bullet, and her new vibrator that Eric had purchased her on a recent trip. Stockings, heels, garters, and fishnet. It was just one night, but she brought two bags, with one dedicated to sex only. Amy knew Eric had a few unknown toys too and she had used her $100 gift card to a local adult store to buy more earlier in the week. Eric had challenged her to buy something that she felt was especially naughty as a surprise, something that pushed her limits, which she had done.
While on her trip to the adult store, Amy decided what her next sexcapade would be. She realized that all of the lingerie looked like stuff she already had. She definitley had a lot of lingerie! So, she headed into the BDSM room. This was extremely new territory for her. Leather and whips and handcuffs, hmm... Some of it was just too damn freaky, but it still excited her. "Damn, this stuff is expensive" she thought while she decided to try some of it on. Soon Amy found herself outfitted in head to toe leather with stiletto heels. The leather hugged her body showing off her tits in their finest form. She looked like a legit dominatrix. Yes, this was worth dropping a pretty penny on. Eric was going to love filming and photographing her in this get up. As for accessories, the whip was just too much, but the little riding crop was hot!
This was going to be a staycation in the ultimate sense. Other than an unscripted trip out for dinner and drinks, this night was about sex. Amy was waxed and ready and Eric was armed with a little added "assistance" that was going to keep him in action for the ambitious night (and morning) of activities ahead. A bottle of champagne for the room capped it off.
Amy wanted something special but nothing too sappy and vanilla just because it was Valentine's Day. This night needed to be memorable; like the time he fucked her in his truck in an alley, or when he fucked her on rock on a narrow cliff ledge with the river rushing by below, or when he fingered her wet pussy in the private table dance room at a Vegas strip club. Indeed, nothing ordinary would suffice. They had been having mind blowing sex for years, but there was much more still to experience.
After arriving at the hotel and checking in, they head up to the room. Unbeknownst to Eric, Amy had vetted this very room for a night of new experiences for both of them. Among its features; a four post bed, thick walls and a spacious shower.
As they entered the room, Amy could see a large gift wrapped box laying on the mattress of the four post bead. She smiled that Eric was sly enough to have pulled off already having had the bellman put it in the room. The box was a bit heavy for its size and she wondered what was inside of it. Amy pulled off the paper and removed the top. "Oh my..." she said to herself, "He was thinking the same thing as me!" Inside the box was a virtual laundry list of items she had commented on in the past. There was a high necked skin tight, black vinyl onesy, crotchless. Next there was a lacy black, steel ribbed corset to be worn over it. These would go well with the black high heeled thigh-high boots in her bag she thought. Also in the box was a jockeys crop just like the one she had bought and a black out mask! This could be interesting.
As Amy removed the contents of her box, a shiny metal object appeared. Immediately, she knew what it was. Amy lifted the chrome ankle spreader bar from the box, along with a pair of chrome handcuffs. She let the cold smoothness of the bar slide though her hands and examined the locking mechanism. Both pieces seemed quite expensive and of very high quality. Amy knew that these were intended for her and it excited her to think of being controlled in this way. She placed the "equipment" near the bed and proceeded to the bathroom to get into costume for her lover as a little warmer upper before dinner. Once she was ready, she lit some candles and reclined on the bed to wait.
As Amy surveyed her gifts again, Eric walked to the bathroom and started the shower. It seemed like an eternity that she was forced to wait for him. "Put on the mask," he said from the shower, and she obeyed.
Amy heard the water stop and the shower door slide open. A few moments later she felt his presence next to the bed. She reached out blindly with one hand and could feel he was still wet and naked. The sound of a bottle being uncorked punctuated the silence, and a moment later Eric's hand slipped beneath her neck as he guided her mouth to a glass for a sip of champagne. He lay her head back to the pillow and again she felt his hand slide under her neck as he pulled a champagne soaked scarf through and tied it snuggly through her parted lips to gag her. Wow, this is really hot, she thought.
"Did I tell you to wear boots?" Eric said. "I did not." And with that he removed them.
Amy heard the rattle of the chrome spreader bar as Eric picked it up from the floor beside the bed where she had left it. He let her hands slide along it as he raised one of her legs and closed the first cold cuff around her ankle. She could feel its substantial weight and knew it was not something easily escaped from. Eric's hand held her other calf and spread her to the width of the bar before she felt the other cuff click securely around her opposing ankle. Her body shivered at the thought of what came next, as the crack of the jockeys crop snapped lightly on one of her ass cheeks and then the other.
Amy felt Eric's firm grip around her wrist as a heavy chrome cuff clicked shut around it. He slowly raised the spreader bar over her head and he ordered her to grip it with both hands. She obeyed and felt the other cuff close in a fashion that locked her wrists to the bar as well. Amy thought of the sight she must be - blind folded, gagged, hands and feet locked above her head wearing a corset and vinyl onsey that highlighted her ample 32DDD bust line. She felt the top of the corset being opened and then the zipper on the onesy as it slid downward to her navel, releasing her breasts.
Eric placed an object in Amy's left hand, which she quickly recognized as her clear silicone vibrator from having felt it so many times before. In her right hand he placed another object, which she could not immediately recognize. It was small and hard with a string or something attached. It felt like ear buds she thought. Eric craddled her neck again and gently poured some more champagne through her lips to moisten the gag, before removing the small object from her hand. Amy jumped as she felt the first sensation of a nipple clamp being closed on her. "OMG," she thought, "Nipple clamps!" The second one followed with a similar reaction, as she writhed on the sheets, truly helpless to remove them.
A new object was placed in her right hand, as Eric removed the vibrator from her left. The new object was smaller but felt similar to her vibrator. She rolled it through her fingers studying it's shape. It felt like a smooth Christmas tree or a spade from a playing card as she tried to make sense of it. A cool drip of something dripped onto her slightly agape little slit and she felt the sensation of the vibrator circle it as Eric clicked it on and pushed it gently in a little. Amy's back arched and she gripped the bar with one hand as he pushed it deeper into her, then pulled it back, over and over for a very long time.
Amy was starting to tingle as she neared an orgasm, when she felt the third object be taken gently from her hand. As the vibrator remained inside her, she felt the new object return near her ass, circling it as Eric dripped more lubrication on it. Amy realized what it was now and rattled in her restraints. Blind and gagged, she was helpless as she felt the slow insertion of the butt plug in her ass. She tried to relax as Eric slowly pushed it deeper into her until it was fully inserted. The added pressure within her added to the fullness of the vibrator and she bucked wildly at her first double penetration. An incredible orgasm racked her body and as it subsided she felt the vibrator being withdrawn.
Eric kneeled between Amy's legs and craddled her neck once again as she felt his cock enter her. She was dripping wet and he slid in with ease. He could feel the plug in her ass rub against the underside of his cock through the small amount of anatomy separating the two. Amy was wild like an animal in a trap. She fought through muffled gasps and total darkness while Eric took her. Helpless in every way, she took the pounding that he was giving her. So exposed and unable to resist, she bucked and rattled as her man ravaged her. Her ankles and wrists burned from the restraints and her nipples screamed from the pinch of the clamps. Her ass was clenched tightly around the plug and her pussy filled with cock, as she felt her lover about to erupt inside her.
Suddenly, Amy relaxed. She felt Eric's hands with hers on the spreader bar and she stopped her thrashing. Blind and mute, she could hear his heavy breathing as he stopped the motion of his cock and held it tightly against her G-spot. As Amy's orgasm built and exploded, she felt her lover releasing a very powerful ejaculation deep within her. Contraction after contraction, wave after wave, he filled her tiny cavity with as much cum as it could hold.
Eric pulled back and withdrew his cock from Amy's tight little pussy. She felt him slowly remove the butt plug and then heard the click of the cuffs and spreader bar being unlocked. He gently untied her gag and pushed her blindfold up to reveal her astounded eyes. Amy was still in shock as she had been sure from her costume that she was going to be the dominatrix, not the dominated. Eric handed her a glass of champagne and she whispered "Next time it's my turn," with a smile.
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