Author's Note:A couple book into a hotel for a weekend. A whole 48hrs together, however for the first 24hrs he must do what ever she wants, then its will be his turn.

Notes: This was one inspired by me being stuck in a hotel for 2 days. I started looking round and wondering what I could get up to with a willing partner and suitable equipment. (Also you may find the flow of the story a bit strange and staccato. I was experimenting with a short sentence he said/she said format).

Part 1 - The first 24 hours

The hotel suite was comfortable. It comprised of a lounge & dining area, a bedroom and a generously sized bathroom. They had checked in that afternoon. The first 24hrs were hers to do as she wanted and she instructed him to wait in the lounge whilst she prepared. The clock read 1800hrs when she walked in. In 24hrs it would be his turn, but until then.........

He was sat on the sofa watching the news. He didn't hear her enter the room. She gently coughed and he looked round. She was wearing a dressing gown. It took him a moment to notice the very shiny black leather 4" high heels she had on and the black seamed stockings. She threw a small white cotton sack onto the floor in front of him. It landed with a thud and a faint rattle of metal. He felt his heart thump harder inside his chest.

"She spoke,'turn that off, strip and put that lot on' indicating the bag on the floor. 'You have 10 minutes'. She turned on her heel and left. He sat for a moment unsure what to do next. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for the ominous looking bag. He tipped its contents out onto the sofa. He looked at it for a moment, stood up and started to strip quickly. He then picked up the red leather wrist cuffs and buckled them snugly onto his wrists. He did the same with the red leather ankle cuffs. There was a shiny steel chastity cage. His cock had become slightly erect so it took some squeezing to stuff it into the metal cage and then lock it to the steel ring that was closed around the base of his cock and balls.

Finally there was a thick black leather posture collar. He picked it up and tightened the thick stiff collar round his neck. He looked down, with some difficulty due to the collar and saw the 5 little silver padlocks. No keys he noted and time was running out. Everything he had put on had locking buckles, so he quickly slipped a padlock though each one. The most difficult was the collar and after a bit of fumbling he found the buckle and the padlock snapped into place. He could of sworn that last one made an extra loud click. He turned off the TV and sat back down on the sofa and wondered what would happen next.

She walked in, still clad in her dressing gown. She smiled to herself, before speaking out loud 'Who said you could sit on the furniture?'. She nearly laughed as he tried to turn his head to look at her but the posture collar forced him to turn his whole torso.

It looked most uncomfortable and she was happy about that. 'lie on the floor, face down'

He slipped off the sofa and lay face down on the floor. She dropped onto the floor in front of him a metal ring. It had four double ended spring clips on it. He felt her checking each of the cuffs and the collar, making sure it was locked and tight enough. She picked up the ring and it rattled noisily. She took his left wrist and he heard a click. He then felt his right wrist being pulled behind him and a click. His wrists were secured behind him. She then grabbed each of his ankles in turn and attached them to the ring. He was left trussed face down on the floor. She stood up and left the room.

He lay there. Unable to reach the clips with his fingers, cuffs securely locked and unable to look around due to the strict collar locked obdurately round his neck. She walked back in and sat down on the sofa in front of him. He could just about see her face, smiling slightly. In her hand a glass of wine, she clicked on the TV and sat back, the stockings making a faint whisper as she crossed her legs. He relaxed in his bonds slightly. With his head down all he could see in front of him was the gleaming menacing high heels.

The adverts came on, she stood up and moved behind him. Wordlessly she pulled him up and put him in a kneeling position next to the sofa. She then slipped a leather blindfold onto him, shutting out all light. She crooked a finger under his chin and tipped his head up, Suddenly he felt her lips on his. They kissed passionately, he want to grab her and take her then, but his bonds held him tightly in their unforgiving grip. She moved behind him again and he felt her breath on his ear as she leaned in close. 'Open your mouth'. Not sure what to expect he complied, expecting her to kiss him again. But something hard and rubber was forced into his mouth.

Quickly a strap was fastened behind his head. More straps where tightened and his mouth was forced to close round the alien object. He tried to speak but it was unintelligible. She squeezed his nipples hard ' you will speak only when spoken too, and only when I decide you can, understand?' He nodded and she released her grip. She went out and refilled her glass. She came back in and sat down.

Suddenly he felt a coldness on his balls. The soft touch of the patent leather of her shoes. She gently rubbed him and his cock started to grow, put not by much. Soon it was fighting against the cold hard steel rings of the gates of hell. She picked up her riding crop and flicked at the end of his cock, smiling as it bobbed gently. She alternated between rubbing it and absent mindedly tapping its swollen head. She left him straining and sweating in his bonds for almost half an hour, then her programme finished.

She clipped a lead to his collar, unclipped his ankles and tugged him to stand up. With the lead over her shoulder she led him into the main bedroom. She manoeuvred him next to the bed and tugged down on the lead with the command 'kneel'. He dropped to his knees, the leather creaking as he did so. He heard her moving about, she adjusted the buckle at the back of his head and the gag was removed.

He felt the ring on the front of his collar being pulled and he leaned forward towards her, he heard a sharp "CLICK,CLICK", and she released the ring at the front. He went to pull back but found that something was holding his collar. She removed his blindfold and he saw the collar was clipped to two thigh cuffs securely wrapped round her thighs. At this point he noticed that she had removed her underwear.

She started to open her thighs, as she did so he was pulled inexorably closer to her.

He struggled and tried to pull back his head , but the thigh cuffs and the shape of the posture collar gave very little room for manoeuvre.

She gave a little laugh at his struggles but her thighs had a clear strength advantage.

"resistance is futile", she gave a small laugh, opening her legs a little wider, He was only a couple of inches away now and could smell her heavenly female scent.

"kiss me and I will set you free" she was clearly enjoying herself now.

He stopped struggling and gently leaned forward. As his lips touched her soft flesh she snapped her thighs out sharply, catching him off guard and his face was firmly buried in her soft folds.

"There's only one way to earn your release" she purred softly "I don't think I need to spell it out".

He started to kiss her gently around her outer lips. He strained against his bonds, unable to use his hands, locked in a kneeling position, head locked in position, there was no way out until she freed him. They both knew it and loved it.

He licked the very corner of her thighs first and worked my way across to her lips. Gently licking between her outer lips, probing in with his tongue. She placed her feet on the tops of his thighs, he felt the cold leather pressing on his skin. He worked his tongue up to her clitoris and swirled round the swollen nub. She arched her back, spreading her thighs and pulled him in tight again.

He started to work my tongue round her pussy, licking and then stroking her clitoris with his tongue, the long strokes provoking gentle moans from her. Her hips started to move, pressing her womanhood into his mouth. She pressed down with her feet, the heels pressing harder into his soft flesh, making him wince slightly. He continued to tongue her clitoris, faster and faster, alternating between long strokes and quick repeated lapping. She started reaching her climax, her thighs pressed inwards her hands on his head pressing his face in. His cock strained in its metal prison. Once she was spent he could feel her muscles relax allowing him to slowly pull back slightly from between her warm firm thighs.

Once she had gathered herself she sat up. The blindfold went back on and he felt her fumbling with the clips on either side of the collar. She stood up and went behind him. She could hear the rattle of buckles, she knelt behind him and he felt cool leather being wrapped round his chest. She tightened the buckles and it pressed in tightly, making his breathing require slightly more effort. She unclipped his left wrist and he felt a cuff being tightened round his bicep, pinning his arm to his side. She then freed his other wrist and that arm was soon pinioned to his side. He heard the rattle of keys and a minute later the red cuffs had been removed from both wrists.

"What did I choose, restraint or punishment"? she whispered in his ear. The choices would dictate which way round she had put the belt on him, he hoped it was restraint. "You get what you deserved"

She took his wrist and pulled it behind him, there was a pair of wrist cuffs on the belt, at this point between his shoulder blades. He resisted slightly, but she used both hands to pin then buckle his wrist in place. She took his other wrist and buckled it high up behind his back in an almost 'reverse prayer' position. She leaned in again and whispered, "punishment".

With his arms secured like this he was totally helpless, it was worse than a strait-jacket. She unclipped his ankles and pulled him awkwardly to his feet. She wrapped her arms round him, he felt he soft breasts pressing on his back. Her hands roamed, cupping his balls and squeezing. He moaned as his cock swelled and strained in its metal cage. She let go and turned him around, then pushed him back onto the bed. He flopped back, his useless arms unable to stabilize himself. She was on him straight away, she sat astride his chest, he could see the swell of her ass cheeks under the gap of the blindfold. She bent forward, he felt her hair hanging down and brushing against his groin, her warm breath on his cock. He tongue gentle circled its head, it swelled again fighting against the obdurate metal cage rings. He groaned in frustration. She took the whole contraption in her mouth, he could feel the wet warmness, but it was slight and he longed for a stronger sensation. She unlocked the cage and pulled it off, it felt marvellous to have his cock free. She leant over and picked up a small bottle, pouring its contents onto her hands. It was some sort of oil he guessed, she started to massage his cock. She stared to work his shaft, slow at first then faster, making him squirm his hips. Then she would do 6 quick strokes followed by 6 very slow strokes.

The combination made the feelings of climax build very quickly and just as he was about to cum the slow strokes would start and it wasn't enough to tip him over the edge. He didn't know how long this went on for, every time she switched to the slow strokes, he would squirm and raise his hips trying to make her go faster. He heard her giggle, she could feel his frustration, she could hear the creak of the leather as he fought his restraints. She heard him say please a couple of times and wondered if she should have gagged him. She had complete control.

She stood up and turned around, as she lowered herself onto him he felt her warm pussy envelope his throbbing cock. She leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue sliding around his mouth. She started to grind her hips, working up and down on his cock, then running her tongue across his swollen and tortured nipples. He moaned and squirmed fighting the cuffs. It didn't take long, she kissed him hard on the mouth and he exploded into her. He tried to lift his hips slightly, trying to drive even deeper into her.

The both stopped moving and she lay for moment on top of him. She got off him and left. He lay there, unable to twist his head, unable to use his arms.

She came back in and pulled him into a sitting position. She unbuckled his wrists, but with his biceps still pinned to his sides he still had very limited movement. She took off the blindfold and pushed him back down onto the bed. She awkwardly rolled him onto his front. She then sat on his buttocks pinning him to the bed. She grabbed is left wrist and he felt the cool leather asserting itself against his flesh as she buckled a red leather cuff round it. She unbuckled the bicep cuff and pulled his arm out in font of him. She slipped her hand under the pillow and produced a leather tether with a clip on the end. She attached the cuff to it. He pulled at the tether to test it, clearly it was anchored to he bed frame and was stronger than he was. She repeated the process with his other wrist. She remained sitting on him but turned around.. He had a good range of move movement, but not enough so he could reach the opposite cuff to free himself. She had seen him trying and whispered 'naughty, naughty, you're not going anywhere until I've finished with you.' You need more punishment'. He shivered with excitement at the threat.

He felt her firmly grip his balls and pull at them. She was locking a leather ball-stretcher in place, distending his sac, slowly making it extra sensitive.

She attached a thin rope to a ring on the leather cuff secured round his balls. She climbed off him and pulled up on his hips until he was on all fours on the bed. There was a firm almost painful pulling on his balls. She had looped the rope round a post at he bottom of the bed and was pulling it tight. He shuffled down the bed to try and relieve the pressure until the tethers attached to his wrists pulled taught. She stopped pulling once he was stretched out on the bed. He could move slightly, but any great movement caused a painful tug on his ball sack. He felt her climb onto the bed behind him, she pressed up against his buttocks, he tried to look round but the posture collar held him in place. She bent over, he felt her breasts on his back, he hands roamed over his chest. She reached down between his legs and squeezed his now semi-erect cock, raking her nails across the taught stretched skin of his scrotum. He flinched, causing a painful tug on his balls. Her hands worked their way back up his chest. Her fingers gently brushed his nipples, circling them, the rubbing, then squeezing each one in turn until they were hard. He dared not move because of the painful grip on his testicles.

She leaned away for moment and she was reaching under the pillow for something. Her hands returned to his chest. He felt some thing grip his nipple, then a click and it gripped it harder. She repeated the process on his other nipple. Then she pulled each one slightly, the more she pulled them the harder they squeezed and gripped. She pulled them forwards slightly, he moved forward to try and relieve the pressure, but the pain was merely transferred to his balls. She saw this and giggled. She gave the clover clamps a final tug, they tightened and it felt like electric shocks being passed from each one as she let go of them. Trailing from the clamps where two lengths of string which she pulled until there was a slight tension and tied them at the top of the bed. He was stretched out, clamped, cuffed and tied off. Any movement forward pulled on his now swollen balls, any movement back to relieve his balls, meant pulling on the clamps strings and them tightening and squeezing his now sensitive nipples.

She climbed of the bed and picked up a large pink leather paddle. "Punishment" she whispered in his ear. The first blow stung slightly, but what hurt him more was jerking forwards straining his balls. She giggled 'naughty, you have to keep still and take it like a man'. She swung again and it landed with a loud thwack. "count them out loud'.

He did so as she delivered 10 stinging blows to each buttock. His arse felt it was glowing, she gently rubbed the red cheeks, admiring her handy work. She then held the paddle in front of his face. 'kiss it and say thank you'.

"what?' he said and she stuck him hard on his ass, he yelped and jerked his strained bollocks. 'You heard me' she said silkily. He kissed the paddle and said "thank you". The paddle dropped onto the floor with a thud, she climbed onto the bed and slid underneath him. Widening her legs she spoke, "give it to me then'.

He strained forward, he tip of his now swollen cock was just able to penetrate her. She moved further down the bed and he slowly inserted as much as he could into her pussy. As he started to work into a good rhythm, she moved up the bed slightly, in frustration he tried to dive in deep, but the sharp pull on his balls forces him out. He was back to only being able to get the very tip of his cock in. This game went on, she would move and let him penetrate deep, but then as he started getting close to cumming she would move again. She toyed with him, seeing how close she could get him to cumming.

She would gently pull on the clamp strings and make him groan, "maybe I should tighten these strings' , an alarmed look flashed across his face. 'Scared?' she giggled and kissed him hard on the lips. The cord to the cuff round his balls was tied off near her head. She reached up and released the knot and the cord to the cuff round his balls went slack . This allowed him up the bed, and he drove his cock into her. After a short while she slowly pulled the cord tight, so he could penetrate less and less. He would try and endure the pain for as long as he could before lessening the depth he thrust in. Eventually he couldn't reach to enter her at all. He looked quizzically at her as she smiled.

She reached up with her other hand and released the strings pulling at the nipple clamps. She then pulled the cord attached to his balls, reeling it in, she was forcing him further down the bed. She pulled it more, forcing him to shuffle down the bed further. This continued until his face was level with her pussy, she widened her thighs. He took the hint, hungrily getting stuck into her and she came quite quickly. She held her end of the rope up and he watched as she clearly let it fall from her hand. Almost instantly he scrambled up the bed and plunged into her. He was almost desperate, with fast furious stokes. Sensing he wouldn't take long she pulled at the clamps, twisting them slightly. Then she released the clamps, shooting pain like extreme pins and needles hit each nipple, the mix of pain and pleasure was too much and he came instantly and explosively into her.

They lay the for a time, spent. She wiggled from underneath him and lay there, eyes closed waiting for her to free him from the cuffs.

He opened his eyes at the first 'click'. She was passing the padlocks through the locking hasp of each buckle, securing the cuffs to his wrists.

She smiled at him, 'I'm not finished with you yet. She walked behind him and out of his restricted sight she picked up something that made a metallic rattle. He felt her reach underneath him and gently grab his now flaccid cock. He felt a something cold and metallic being secured round the base of his cock and balls. It was a simple task to slide his cock into the metal cage she had in her other hand, she picked up a small chrome padlock and with a 'click' his cock was again securely locked away in a solid metal chastity cage. She could leave this device on almost indefinitely, he knew this as he had been locked away in it for weeks at a time before.

It was a snug fit and would render him unable to get erect, unable to masturbate, in fact it rendered his cock pretty much useless, a fact she liked to remind him of now and then.

With a pull and a shake to ensure it was locked in place, she unclipped his cuffs from the tethers attached to the bed posts. She then unlocked the padlock that secured the posture collar. He unbuckled the collar, the fresh air was welcome on his skin and he rocked his head to work the stiffness out of his neck.

She turned and spoke, "I'm going to take a shower before coming to bed sweetie, so that should make sure you don't play with him while I'm gone, oh and just to make sure" she pulled his wrists together, picked up the end of a chain from under his pillow and clipped all three together with a padlock. She stood up and turned on her heels and walked off into the bathroom to take a long shower.

There wasn't much he could do, his hands couldn't reach below his chest, he couldn't leave the bed, couldn't get erect properly, so he flopped onto his side on the bed and waited. After a short while he nodded off. He was aware of her coming back to bed and she snuggled up to him, her hand wrapped round the now warm metal cage holding his cock in its vice like grip.

He awoke to her stroking the cage. Due to the gaps in the bars, when swollen there was enough flesh exposed that if she ran a lubed hand up its length, it was enough to stimulate him, but not enough stimulation to actually make him ejaculate. This had been proven during lengthy teasing sessions. He had tried to get himself off whilst in the cage, but all it did was massively increase the level of his frustration; much to her amusement and his chagrin. His cock had swelled and was uncomfortably tight in the confines of its metal cage.

She noticed he was now awake and stopped. She got up and unlocked his cuffs from the chain , then walked over and pushed the bathroom door open. He took the hint and dived into the bathroom to relieve himself. He then stepped in the shower, brushed his teeth and generally sorted himself out.

When he came out she was dressed in Jeans and a low cut top. The key to his cage was on a gold necklace, the key resting in her ample cleavage.

She smiled "come on, 10 hours to go and I need to pop out and get some ice", she pulled his hands behind him and starting fixing cuffs tightly round his wrists, she then clipped his cuffs together. Gripping his chastity cage she led him into the lounge area. She made him stand in front of the leather covered desk in front of the window, he looked quizzical for a second. She dropped to one knee and quickly lashed his ankles to the table legs. She then pressed his shoulders down so he was bent over the table, she knelt down and picked up the tethers which were secured round the other desk legs, releasing his cuffs from behind his back, she then clipped the tethers to his padlocked cuffs and the adjusted them until he was stretched tautly over the desk.

He then heard her walk away and there was some rattling as she fetched something from the 'toy' bag. He heard the sound of something being unwrapped.

"This was delivered the day we left, I saw in your internet history that you had been looking at them and decided I would beat you to it. That also means you get to wear it and not me" She chuckled softly. His mind raced, what had he been looking at?

She pulled it out from a large jiffy envelope. It was a black leather hood, it had an open mouth and eye holes, not so bad he thought. She brought it over and started to ease it over his head, the tightness of the leather and the aroma caused him again to swell in his cage. It fitted quite snugly and steadily became tighter and tighter as she tightened the laces at the back. It clearly had a collar round its base as he felt it tighten round his throat and the click of a padlocked confirmed it wasn't coming off without a key.

She stood in front of him with her hands behind her back. "Left hand or right hand"? She asked coquettishly. He considered carefully, "Left" he mumbled.

"good choice", she showed her right hand which had a ballgag in it, the left had a sizeable penis gag, both gags were designed to buckle into place on the hood.

"this one inflates too" as she turned it round in her hand and his heart sank as he saw the inflating bulb and another tube leading from it.

She had been quite through in her research. She advanced towards him, "open wide". He refused at first, the idea of having that phallic object in his mouth was humiliating and he said so, "oh but it's all right for me to have that in MY mouth?" She glowered.

" Perhaps a little encouragement is needed", she picked up a pink leather paddle and laid into his exposed arse cheeks, fast and harder then usual "open your mouth or I will keep this up until you do!" she stuck him with every syllable, she repeated her request and got as far as the word 'will' when he complied, "OK, OK, please stop...... his words were cut off as she dropped the paddle on the table in front of him and she thrust the rubber penis into his mouth and tightly buckled it into place.

She held the bulb in front of his eyes and gave it a squeeze, he felt the penis gag bulge slightly in his mouth. She squeezed it again and bulged again but this time didn't shrink, she squeezed the bulb three more times and the swelling phallus grew until it was pressing on the inside of his mouth, he felt a slight fillip of panic as she squeezed it twice more and the rubber cock started to press on his mouth forcing it open slightly, he tried to tell her stop but could only make an unintelligible 'mmmmpruh' sort of noise.

"what's that baby? A bit more?" she laughed, he tried to shake his head but it was futile as she squeezed the bulb twice more, the gag now really filling his mouth, pressing his tongue down flat, "and this is for being naughty and refusing" she squeezed the bulb once more and the rubber cock totally filled his mouth.

He calmed slightly and found that the large synthetic penis now filling his mouth had a hole through it which he could also breath through, thus explaining the extra tube he had seen. The air made a faint whistling sound as it passed through the wide tube.

"quite an effective design isn't it. That tube allows you to breathe and it also means I can force feed liquids into you and you couldn't stop me right now. Did you know that ?" she smiled and he wasn't sure what this meant for him.

She walked over to the bag and then came back, placing a purple cock shaped vibrator and a bottle of lubricant on the desktop in front of him. She looked him in the eyes, smiled, then picked up the blindfold and buckled it into place shutting out all the light. He found that the blindfold was designed so he could keep his eyes open, thus making the hood comfortable. Alarmingly this also meant this hood could be worn for long periods.

"Now that you are sorted, I need a bottle of wine and some ice for our next adventure. Do you want anything from the shop?" she paused "I thought not, but I did order us breakfast", She felt her tracing what felt like her finger round the small of his back, then she patted him on the head and walked away.

He was outraged, she couldn't leave him like this and go down to reception, he pulled furiously at his bonds but there he was, stretched out and held taut by his restraints, silenced by the swollen penis gag held securely in his mouth and all light was shut out by the blindfold. Strangely he was also excited by this turn of events and wondered what she had planned next, his cock was swelling inside the tight confines of its steel cage when his reverie was broken by the pronounced slam of the suite door slamming shut. She had actually left him like this. He couldn't believe it. He tried wiggling out of his bonds, no chance. He couldn't shift the gag at all. He tried to move the blindfold by rubbing it against the edge of the desktop but the thick collar round his neck made it difficult.

This went on for about 20 minutes when he heard the lock click. She was quick he thought, clearly keen to get on, she must have only have about 9 hours left at this point. It was then he heard the rattle of a room service trolley. Oh Shit! He frantically pulled at his bonds, he heard a female voice say "good morning, room......" it cut of mind sentence and he heard the sharp intake of breath. There was no point trying to struggle to free himself and he started trying to explain but he was silenced by the hoods gag. The trolley had stopped, then he heard it move again, a bit more movement as whatever was on the trolley was being laid out on the dining table.

Once this was complete he heard the trolley being wheeled back across the room when again it stopped and he heard the footsteps approach him, he froze, she hadn't run screaming from the room or called the police, but neither had she left the room but had now approached him and was slowly walking round him, clearly having a good look at his predicament. He heard her snigger softly, then suddenly the gag in his mouth swelled slightly, prising his jaw open further , he tried to call out and tell her not to, "mmmmmmrpphhh" when she squeezed the bulb again, but now his jaw could open any further as the hood was drew even tighter round his face. Suddenly the gag deflated, he flexed his jaw and tried to speak, "peeeesh, ged ge ow", he heard the bulb being squeezed and the penis gag started to swell again "go, go peeesh...." and he was cut off again as the gag swelled full again filling his mouth. It then started to shrink again, slowly. When again it reached the point he could try to speak again, "peeesh, gissen go ge", then he heard the bulb being pumped again, a girlish giggle accompanied it this time, and the gag swelled silencing him.

This cycle was repeated twice more, the fourth time it was inflated it stayed inflated, gagging him as totally as when she had found him.

He heard her walk behind him, he felt a hand touch him very gently on his right buttock and he flinched sightly at this. He then heard a sharp intake of breath, something had surprised her. Suddenly he felt his cock cage move, a very tentative touch, then slightly more pressure, a gentle hand grasped the cage. He felt it twist as it was turned slowly left then slowly right. The cage was moved around a bit more, now a bit more firmly and confidence grew. Suddenly he felt his ball being squeezed gently, he moaned in frustration, she clearly heard this, as she giggled and then squeezed a bit harder, making him moan again.

She let go of his balls. Suddenly he felt a sharp tap on his left buttock. Then another one. It was the paddle. There was a slight pause and then another slightly harder whack. The attention then switched to his other buttock, he received three more hits, each one slightly harder than the other.

The was a pause, whack!.

That stung, a pause, then whack, much harder than the others and he grunted into his gag.

There was another pause, WHACK! Much harder than the others, it hurt and he tried to shout into his gag, but it was very muffled. This was clearly the response she was waiting for.

She delivered another blow, harder again WHACK!! he had meant to to discourage her, this was harder than anything he had received before.

Instead he received WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! On his right buttock followed by 5 more on his left. He screamed into his gag, "MMMMMMMRPH". There was a pause, and received another 5 blows, WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! to each buttock. His arse was burning now, it felt like it was glowing.

She launched into another 5 blows to each arse cheek, slightly harder again. WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

"MMMMMMMPPPPHHHH!" it made his eyes water and she was starting to breathe a bit heavily from her physical exertion.

She started again, delivering 20 blows, in groups of five to each buttock. He shouted into his gag until he ran out of air and his eyes were running, he was sweating inside the leather hood now. His arse was on fire but thankfully the spanking stopped. The endorphins kicked in and he started to feel a bit giddy.

She was breathing heavily now, her attention had switched back to his cock cage. The hands were much more confident now, he felt them tug at the lock on the cage. The he felt a hand round the cage, a lubricated hand started stroking up and down the cage. He moaned as loudly as he could, his cock felt like it would burst the cage. The stroking got quicker, he could feel the pre-cum oozing out of the end. He wanted her to stop, this was almost worse than the spanking. The stroking continued, another hand started to massage his balls. It was almost too much. If he was not gagged, he would have been pleading with her her to stop. The more he moaned the more he heard her girlish giggle, this was killing him and she clearly knew it.

She stopped and he heard her walking round him again. He suddenly felt something cold being dripped into his arse crack. He flinched, confused, then he felt a sudden pressure on his anus. "no no" he tried to shout into his gag, he heard that giggle again as he tried to clench and prevent the lubed head of that vibrator penetrate him. It was no good, he felt more lube being applied and the head of the plastic cock was forced in. It was then withdrawn and she walked round in front of him. Suddenly a voice, a very quiet whisper and close to his ear.

"Speak or resist and I will ram that in, right up to its plastic balls, understand?". He nodded yes in response. She climbed onto the desktop in front of him, sitting legs either side of the desk; in front of his head. He felt the gag deflate, then it was unbuckled. He worked his jaw to relive the stiffness, hands then grabbed his leather encased head and he found his mouth being pressed against a warm, wet pussy. He knew what he had to do. Immediately he set to work with his tongue and lips. He quickly found her swollen clitoris, he gently sucked on it, taking it into his mouth and letting his tongue swirl round it. This got a terrific response and she moaned out loud. He continued with this and very quickly she grabbed his head tightly, ramming it into her crotch as she came. His head was then pulled away, then felt the now familiar penis gag press against his lips, he slowly opened his mouth and within minutes it was buckled in place, before being slowly and deliberately inflated. The voice whispered again "thank you".

Then there was the rattle of the trolley, he heard the door open and the trolley and its attendant left. No more than 10 minutes later he heard the door unlock and the door swing open. "still here? Oh good". She walked over to hi, "lets get started then......oh, you started without me, naughty boy". He tried to respond but was again foiled by the inflated gag.

"Never mind". She rattled round, he heard some banging, then suddenly a very cold cloth was being applied to his glowing buttocks. He sighed with relief. The blindfold was removed, his eyes blinked as they adjusted to the light. She looked at him "that good then." She was naked, she climbed onto the desk and sat straddling it in front of him. Suddenly the gag was deflating and being unbuckled. As she removed it he went to speak but she cut him off "shh! Or you know what will happen", and with that she was guiding his face into her welcoming pussy. He immediate set to work, his tongue roaming over her lips, gently entering her. He let it play over her swollen bud. She sighed slightly, he gently flicked it applying more pressure. She pulled his face in a bit tighter and he took the hint. Again he was gently sucking at an aroused clitoris, playing his tongue over it until she came.

She then climbed off the desk, he felt her unlock the padlock at the back of the collar and on the cuffs. She then released the tethers and he slowly and stiffly stood up, he loosened the laces of the hood and pulled it off his head.

She kissed him heavily on the lips, her breasts pressing against him. "go get a shower and we can have breakfast." He was too exhausted to say anything, he slowly turned and walked to the bathroom and shower. As he walked into the shower past the full length mirrors he looked at his reflection and stopped. He half turned to look at his back. Across the small of his back in 2 inch high letters were the words "USE ME".

She called after him, " I have about 7 hours left now and you are taking me shopping".

"shopping?" Thank god for that he thought. For the first time in his life he was looking forward to going shopping. More than that he was looking forward to the 24hrs after that.

The shopping trip was largely uneventful, apart from one incident. She had chosen some new underwear and was at the till paying. He was stood behind her, but out of the queue with some bags waiting. During the transaction the assistant behind the till asked her what the gold key on her pendant chain was for. She replied matter of factly that it was the key to her husbands chastity belt. The woman behind the till laughed and said "oh what a good idea" and carried on ringing the items up.

He tried to show no reaction but as he looked round the woman behind her in the queue was staring at him. Her eyes then flicked down to his crotch then back to his face, then she smiled and gave him the tiniest of winks. Clearly he was not alone in his predicament.

They returned to the hotel and got showered and changed. He went down to the bar first to wait for her. She joined him at exactly 1800hrs.


Part 2 - The Next 24hrs (added: 2012/05/01)

She was wearing a black and white polka spot halter-neck, swing dress, seamed stockings and black high heels. He noted the key was missing from round her neck. He asked for the key, and she just smiled. "Where is it?" he asked,

"somewhere safe" she smirked.

"you need to give me that key" he growled

"make me" she smiled, blowing him a kiss. He actually found this slight bitchiness arousing and noticed that his cock starting to swell as he smiled back to her.

They had a drink at the bar followed by a light dinner. She slipped her shoes off under the table and used a stocking clad toe to gently rub his balls and locked away cock.

Over the desert she detailed her underwear purchases, how nice the silk and lace felt on her skin under the dress she was wearing. He was virtually panting with frustration when he then got up to leave, "wait here 20 minutes then make your way back to the room".

She waited, finished her drink then slowly made her way back to the room. Smiling. She was bending the rules a bit not handing over the key and he would be absolutely dying to screw her by now.

He must be climbing the walls she thought to herself, but what would he do to her to get that key?

She got to the room and used her key card to open the door and stepped in. The room was dark so she pressed the switch, but the lights didn't come on.

At that point a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room, another clamped over her mouth as she was spun round and her arm pulled up her back. She was then driven forward until she fell onto the bed, his weight pinning her down, his hardness pressing into her through their clothing.

"not a sound" a voice rasped in her ear. She started to struggle and fight back, with one arm pinned between their bodies her left arm flailed about. As she was trying to grab the free arm she bit him, not too hard, but enough to make him hiss with pain.

Suddenly the weight lifted off her and she felt a steel cuff being closed round her right wrist, the clicking of the ratchet as it closed securely. As this was happening she managed to roll onto her back and although he had control of one hand, the other clawed at his chest, finding flesh at the neck of his t-shirt. "Bitch!" he growled and in that instant he grabbed her wrist and she felt the other cuff slap closed round her wrist now pinning her hands together. These cuffs did flex slightly but she could not turn her hands. She had been cuffed before but these cuffs felt different. She did not realise that they were hinged not chain linked and this restricted her more than normal.

He fell on top of her, pinning her hands, preventing her from clawing at him any further. Her legs had spread and the hard lump in his groin pressed and rubbed delightfully at the apex of her legs.

A hand thrust into her hair and gripped a hand full of hair then pulled, bending her head back and exposing her throat. As she opened her mouth and gasped in surprise a hard rubber ball was thrust into her mouth and held there. She heard the ripping sound of Velcro as it was secured by a strap round her head. Suddenly a mouth kissed her throat and she froze as it became a gentle biting round her neck and throat.

He got up off her and as she reached up to rip the gag out of her mouth she was roughly flipped over on her front. He sat on the small of her back, her hands once again trapped under her she was trying to inch them up her front to pull the gag out.

He was passing a leather strap under her arms at the bicep, he fed the end of the strap through the buckle and suddenly pulled it tight as he could. The effect was dramatic, she tried to call out but was muffled by the large gag. Her elbows her sharply pulled towards each other behind her back, her arms now compressed to her sides and her cuffed wrists pulled tight against her torso, immobilising her upper body effectively.

She then felt something being placed over the gag, a large leather panel, it was buckled over the ball rendering her almost silent. Then a blindfold followed, just as her eyes had started to adjust to the dark her sight was robbed from her.

The halter-neck of her dress was then undone, the zip at the side pulled down and with much pulling and wriggling, her pinioned arms and thrashing legs not helping, the dress was removed. She was left in a deep purple silk Basque, fitted with 6 suspender straps which held the black silk seamed stockings in place. Over these straps was the matching purple silk and lace full briefs.

Her shoes had become dislodged during the struggle and they lay abandoned at odd angles on the floor, she choose not to resist as the silk briefs were removed, she didn't want them damaged.

She was then unceremoniously picked up and dumped on the bed face down.

Her left leg was then bent at the knee and she felt a cool leather strap on her skin. It was passed under her thigh and then over her ankle. The rattle of a metal buckle and she felt the strap being pulled tight until her heel was brushing her buttock cheek. The process was repeated on her other leg, she was then pulled upright into a kneeling position.

She was now blindfolded and gagged. He arms pinned to her sides, her hands fluttered uselessly locked in the steel bracelets pulled tight against her torso.

Her legs were secured in essentially a 'frog tie'. She pulled at her bonds and tried to flex her legs. Basically she was stuck in this kneeling position, or should could fall forward and be face down with her arse, thrust vulnerably into the air, possibly then she could wiggle flat on her front. She opted to keep still. Although restrained and vulnerable she also knew she was safe from being ravaged by her captor as there was still a steel cage locked obdurately round his cock and she had hidden the key. She smiled to herself inwardly over that.

She then felt something being passed round her neck, she flinched slightly as the cool leather touched her sensitive skin, it then righted round her neck, she hear the rattle of the buckle at the back of neck and then the very sharp click as it was secured with a padlock.

There was more rustling and metallic rattling as something heavy thumped on to the bed behind her.

Her assailant started to fiddle with her handcuffs which were by now digging uncomfortably into her skin.

Suddenly they sprang open and her hands her free, before she could do anything she was shoved unceremoniously forward and face down on the bed. As her hands were pulled behind her she tried to force her elbows together so the leather strap pinning them might come loose.

The was some give but before she could capitalise on the moment something brushed over her legs and back. She felt more cool leather surrounding her lower arms, she knew immediately it was an arm-binder! She started to try and struggle, it was a thick leather arm-binder they had and she knew how strict it could be.

She had a love/hate relationship with it, well worn and supple leather would render her arms useless in a few minutes.

As it reached her elbows the strap was released and the leather sack was pulled up to to her shoulders.

She was then pulled into the kneeling position again and she felt the straps being tightened over her shoulders, across her chest and under her arms.

She could move her arms about within the loose sack, struggling for all she was worth.

Again she was shoved face down and the tightening began. First round her wrists pining them together, her hands flapping helplessly in the leather sack, then straps above and below her elbows, pulling her arms tightly together,

A final strap tightened at the top of her arms and she was secured, Suddenly he pulled her ankles back and she was aware he was securing them to the thick metal ring at the bottom of the binder, pulling her into a tight hog-tie, her knees spaying apart further emphasising her vulnerability.

At that a hand gently squeezed her mons and she let out a moan behind her layer of gags, the growing dampness between her legs demonstrating how she felt about this so far.

She felt him move away and then a rumble and squeaking as something was wheeled across the room.

He lifted her up off the bed slowly and quite carefully placed her inside a large hotel laundry trolley.

She started to panic slightly, she was pretty sure it was him, but could somebody else be doing this to her. She was covered up and she felt the trolley move.

She tried to protest but couldn't move, only wriggle slightly in her bonds. She tried to call out but was virtually inaudible. She heard a door open and she was wheeled out into the corridor.

They trundled down a few corridors then they stopped. They were stationary for some time and she couldn't hear him. Panic gripped her a bit more, what if had left her alone? What if she was discovered or worse taken by someone else, she had no way of defending her self, she was restrained and open to almost anything a captor wished to do. That thought made her stomach flip with a little excitement.

Suddenly the trolley moved again and it rumbled over a lip into a lift. She felt the lift move, it could have been up or down or both, she was getting disorientated.

She was starting to get hot encased in the thick leather, it creaked as she pulled at her bonds the aroma of the leather filling the tight confines of the trolley.

She was once again aware of the growing moistness and arousal. She heard the sound of a door being opened and she felt the wheels bump as they crossed the metal threshold.

The cover was removed and she was lifted out of the trolley, squirming, and dumped on the bed on her back, her knees falling open even wider.

The door closed and he locked it before returning to the bed. She was pulled into a kneeling position.

The straps were undone and the leather panel removed, the sound of ripping velcro and suddenly she was able to spit the ball out. Her mouth was dry and she worked her stiff jaw, suddenly she felt a tube in her mouth, it was a straw. She took the hint and cool water splashed down her throat. There was more rattling of buckles and the stiff collar round her neck was removed and she felt the cool air on her skin again.

Again without a word the blindfold was removed and she found her self in a very dimly lit room which didn't look familiar. As she began to turn her head to look round she caught a glimpse of her captor in the mirror in front of her. He was wearing a balaclava, she noted then in his hand a familiar object.

In one swift movement a leather hood was over her head and being pulled tight round her head.

As he laced it , it grew tighter and tighter round her head until every inch felt compressed.

Then the blindfold was buckled into place. Suddenly a hand grabbed her breast and pinched her nipple.

As she called out "OW!" the rubber penis gag was rammed firmly into her mouth and despite her struggles, it was very firmly buckled into place.

She then heard the ominous sound of the bulb being squeezed, she felt the penis gag bulge slightly in her mouth. He squeezed it again and bulged again but this time didn't shrink, he then squeezed the bulb four times in quick succession and the swelling phallus grew until it was pressing firmly on the insides of her mouth, another squeeze long and slow and the rubber cock started to press on her mouth forcing it open slightly.

"Is that enough, baby?" the voice rasped near her ear. She nodded vigorously and tried to tell him to stop but could only make an unintelligible 'mmmmpruh' sort of noise.

He squeezed the bulb once more and she tried to shake her head but it was futile as he squeezed

the bulb once more, the gag now totally filling her mouth, pressing her tongue down flat.

She tried to speak but was completely silenced beyond making "mmmmm" noises by the swollen rubber cock secured in her mouth.

She then felt cool leather against her skin as a deep leather belt was placed round her waist then pulled tight causing her to gasp slightly. There was the familiar rattle of buckles as it was secured and buckled in place. She could feel straps hanging down against her backside and against her thighs. She thought it might be some sort of restraint belt, but this felt different, she had no idea what it might be.

He then pulled the straps from behind her between her thighs and was adjusting them. Then something that felt bulbous was pressed against her pussy, straps and buckles rattled until the lump was pulled in tight and snug against her pussy. She was then pushed back down onto her back. She lay there waiting, but nothing happened.

She heard a 'click' and he had attached a tie to the straps securing her left leg. This was then attached to the bed an pulled tight, pulling her leg open. The process was then repeated pulling her other leg open. She was now tightly splayed out on the bed, she had never felt so open, helpless and vulnerable. What was he setting up to do? She feared having her sensitive inner thighs flogged, or maybe he would flog her pussy. But what was pressing against it?

She tried closing her legs, no chance. She tried pulling at the thick heavy arm-binder but she was totally helpless. She could hardly move, was totally open and unable to defend herself, couldn't speak and couldn't see.

Suddenly the was a gentle but very firm buzzing at her crotch, that then intensified slightly and she suddenly realised what the bulbous object nestled snugly into her pussy was; a Hitachi Magic Wand!

She relaxed slightly and then she could feel herself becoming more aroused, a gentle warmth starting to grow throughout her crotch. This went on for a couple of minutes, the effect was just enough to be pleasurable.

The wand was turned up higher, now she was becoming more turned on. She tried to roll her hips around try to find a way she could grind the wand into her pussy more, but it was futile. It didn't matter, at this rate she would still climax, it would take longer to get there.

She jumped slightly as warm hands suddenly cupped and gently squeezed her breasts, very gently squeezing her nipples until they were hard. She felt the cups of her basque being pulled down exposing her breasts.

Then a sharp pinch, she heard the click of a nipple clamp. He eyes flashed open behind the blindfold and she shook her head. She tried to call out "no" and tell him not to, she hated clamps, but all that came out was "mm mmm mmmm". Suddenly the gag swelled in her mouth as he pumped it up one more squeeze in response to her protests.

He applied the clamp to her other nipple and she tried to call out again, but the now huge rubber phallus in her mouth stifled all noise.

Suddenly the gag deflated, she tried to speak, "peeeesh, dake dem offf ow", she heard the bulb being squeezed and the penis gag started to swell again "go, go, I ate dem...." and she was cut off again as the gag swelled full again filling his mouth. It then started to shrink again, slowly, then when half deflated, she tried to speak again, but then she heard the bulb being pumped again and the gag swelled and swelled, until it was again stretching her mouth and totally silencing her.

By now the wand was exciting her quite substantially and despite the clamps on her nipples her breathing was becoming ragged, she was starting to sweat in the arm-binder.

Almost subconsciously she was thrusting her hips up, as though this would drive the sensations deeper into her. He turned the wand up slightly more and he heard her gasp through the breathing tube of the penis gag.

Inside the hood she was starting to loose control, it was stifling and hot, but she could ignore it, suffer it as she climbed inexorably to orgasm.

He timed it beautifully, she was also most ready to cum, hips rolling and rocking when he turned off the wand and gently but quite firmly twisted the clamps, send little shooting pains through the tortured nipples, shooting her down and preventing her from climaxing.

She screamed into the gag with frustration and shaking her head. Had her mouth not been filled with that huge rubber intruder a range of expletives would have poured forth.

He stood and let her settle down, then reached down and switched the wand on again at the low setting. She settled down and focused on the gentle sensation again, determined to orgasm before he could stop it.

As before slowly the intensity of the vibrations was turned up, she moaned and whinnied behind the gag as she started to reach the heights of arousal again. She felt like it was sopping wet between her legs, but she didn't care now, she just wanted that orgasm.

The wand was turned up more now, he could see her just rising and falling with the effort of breathing, her flat stomach writhing as she became more and more aroused.

He could see her thigh muscles bulging as they pulled at the tight leather strapping, her hips moving in a circular motion as though she was being penetrated by some unseen cock. He could hear her trying to moan through the gag.

He was a bit early turning off the wand this time and twisting the clamps, but the effect was mostly the same. She went ballistic, thrashing and trying to shout and moan through the stifling gag.

He leaned in close to her, "so are you going to tell me where the key is?"

She was still cross and frustrated about being denied her orgasm twice and vigorously shook her head "no".

Immediately she regretted her hasty choice. The wand went on again at a low setting.

Slowly and inexorably the teasing and arousing began again. At first she tried to resist it, to refuse to give him the satisfaction, but as the wand was turned up it was impossible to ignore its effect.

She changed her mind, she wanted to tell him. She tried to shout out 'yes' and where the key was but the gag prevented her.

She tried nodding, hopping he would notice. She was shouting into the gag "Please", he had to let her come this time.

He almost left it too late this time and she was almost ready to cum when he turned it off, she braced her self for the assault on her nipples but it didn't come.

Again he leaned in "are you going to tell me where the key is?"

This time she nodded and the gag deflated. She managed to croak out "in my little red make up bag".

"In your red make up bag" he repeated and she nodded in response, almost immediately there was the familiar sensation of the gag growing in her mouth again. She was so aroused, frustrated and desperate she didn't even resist, not that she could anyway.

"do you want to come?" he asked, she nodded vigorously, had she not been gagged she would have virtually begged and he knew it too.

He turned on the wand and then turned it right up, the effect was immediate. She stiffened and gasped as it went to work.

Suddenly she heard the room door slam. "oh my god!" she thought, he has gone to get the key. He had left her at the mercy of this dammed wand. She was gagged, blindfolded and restrained, held open for all to see. She wriggled and pulled at her bonds but very quickly these thoughts were over taken by the sensations the wand was inflicting on her.

Again her hips were trying to grind into the machine. She was breathing rapidly now, at last she was going to cum.

Just before the orgasm struck a single thought struck her, "how would she turn this thing off once she came?" and at that her pussy exploded. She saw stars, her toes curled and every muscle stiffened as a huge orgasm rocked her body.

As she got over the sensational feelings her pussy became very sensitive and suddenly having the wand turned up so high was too much for her over sensitised clitoris. It was almost painful.

She tried to scream to have it turned off, she tried bucking it off her body but the leather belt and straps held it securely in place.

She twisted and turned trying to dislodge it. Then very slowly it became more bearable. Then it again became pleasurable, then very slowly she started enjoying the climb again. The second orgasm didn't take long to arrive and again her body writhed and bucked as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

The third orgasm took longer to arrive. She thought she had become desensitized. When very suddenly she felt her arousal levels climbing. The orgasm was sudden and almost without warning. She tried to cry out but the leather hood stifled virtually all noise, but it was no less satisfying and by the time she recovered from it she felt totally drained. As she braced for the over sensitivity and the inevitable pulsing ride to her fourth climax the wand stopped.

She hadn't heard the door when he had returned.

She felt him unbuckle the belt and felt the wand being pulled away from her now swollen, glistening, moist and sensitised pussy. The ties holding her legs so widely open her also released, restoring some movement to her legs.

He pulled her into a kneeling position, the gag deflated and was pulled out of her mouth.

She worked her jaw to ease the stiffness, wisely she chose not to speak lest he ram it back in there.

The blindfold was then removed and she blinked as her eyes adjusted to the softly lit room.

She watched as he inserted the key into the solid looking padlock, removed it, and then pulled the chrome cage off his clearly swollen cock.

The erection sprang free of its tightly confining cage. She needn't have worried about being gagged again as he climbed onto the bed and she felt the warmth of a real cock near her lips, and without prompting closed her lips round its head and started working it in and out of her mouth, running her tongue round its swollen head.

He withdrew his cock from her mouth and some dribble ran down her chin. She instinctively reached to wipe her chin but her arms were still tightly pinned behind her.

He then went round behind her, he felt him pulling at the laces of the hood and it started to slacken off, there was a click, followed by the rattling of the buckle and the collar was undone, He pulled the hood off her head and she felt the relief of the cool air on her moist skin. He then slowly tipped her onto her front. He lifted her arse up so she was face down, on her spread knees with her backside raised. She felt him pressing his cock against her pussy lips, the tip of his cock entered and he paused.

Then suddenly he reached under her and removed the clamps still on her nipples, the pins and needles enveloped her nipples as he then plunged deep into her.

His cock felt abnormally large and left her feeling satisfyingly full. He was almost attacking her, the thrusts were hard and the rhythm was quick. At points it felt like he might reach some of her internal organs.

It felt animal and visceral, she was helpless, moaning slightly as each deep thrust penetrated her.

He fucked her hard, grabbing her by the hips, pulling her in tighter, making her gasp now.

The rhythm picked up, she suddenly felt fingers in her hair as he grabbed a handful of her dark locks, pulling back slightly to expose her throat. She felt his lips on her neck, both kissing and gently biting when she felt him explode inside her.

He felt like his spunk was white hot as he pumped it deep into her hot moist pussy, it felt like he was cumming and cumming. With the conclusion of his climax he was literally spent. He withdrew his cock from her and at that they both collapsed to the bed.

Once he had recovered slightly he set about removing the straps round her legs and freed her arms from the arm-binder. She lay there as pins and needles surged through her legs as they were released.

She could only lie on the bed as he packed the equipment into a small holdall. He put his trousers back on and he then walked over to her and pulled her up off the bed.

"put some shoes on", nodding towards the black high heels next to her. She slipped her feet into the 4 inch heels and he turned her round.

He then pulled her hands behind her and without warning she felt cold steel again round her wrists and her hands were secured behind her in steel handcuffs.

The then put a white bath robe over her shoulders and tied it closed round her waist.

He then gently but firmly took her by her elbow and guided her towards the door.

She tried to resist "I can't go out there like this!", it almost came out like a plea. But he said nothing as he opened the door and propelled her into the corridor.

They walked down the corridor and although covered up, with her hands cuffed and in the high heels she felt very exposed. They turned a corner and she recognised the suite door. Clearly the trip in the lift had been a feint, they had only been down the corridor.

"How come it took you so long to fetch the key?" she asked

He said nothing and opened the suite door and she stepped past him into the room.

He closed the door, put down the bag and then undid her robe pulling it off her.

He then removed her cuffs and whispered into her ear "take it all off".

She stripped slowly, knowing that he was enjoying watching her. Unclipping the suspenders, slowly rolling each stocking down each leg. Then slowly unclasping the basque and letting it fall to the floor, she gave him quite a show.

Once naked he moved up behind her and stretched a latex blindfold over her head, releasing it to cover her eyes.

He took her by the arm and firmly led her into the bathroom. In the corner was a large shower cubical, it was easily large enough for 2 people, it had a large shower head with 4 smaller shower heads lower down the wall and had grab rails on either wall.

She could feel the warm tiled floor under her feet and knew he had taken her into the bathroom, but couldn't fathom why.

She heard a familiar metallic rattle and felt a cold metal round her wrist with the ratchet sounding as it tightened. She expected her hand to be pulled behind her when unexpectedly a separate set of cuffs was attached to her other wrist. She was then pulled forward and her arm raised, a clanking of metal and the sound of a cuff being closed. Then on her other side her arm was raised up, her hand shoulder high when she realised what was happening.

He had taken her into the large shower enclosure, it was more of a wet room really and she was now chained arms apart, to the large handles on the walls either side of the shower room.

This left her facing the shower head and she jumped slightly as warm water suddenly cascaded over her exposed body. As she opened her mouth a familiar gag was thrust into her mouth and she heard the sound of velcro firmly securing it in her mouth.

"hush" he whispered in her ear, "such a dirty girl needs a good wash".

She felt him press into her back, he was now clearly naked, his hands running over her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts.

He picked up large soft and soapy sponge and started running it all over her body. She moaned softly as he worked the sponge between her legs, lingering over her clitoris.

He ran the soapy sponge all over her body, paying special attention to her breasts and between her legs. He put down the sponge, "and now to rinse", he turned up the water tap slightly so the water was coming out of the 5 outlets with a bit more pressure.

She was turning slightly in the sprays enjoying the sensation on her skin. He then grabbed the temperature handle and slammed it fully into the cold setting.

It took a couple of seconds for the cold water to come through, but when it did the effect was instant. Initially she couldn't scream as the cold water hitting her warm skin caused her to breath sharply in.

The water got a good deal colder, it was then she screamed, a sound that was muffled by the large ball in her mouth. The cuffs rattled on the handles as she tried to dive out of the frigid water sprays, but the held her firmly in its path. She pulled and writhed in the cold water.

He picked up a thick leather tawse, "oh, you just need some encouragement" he called, mocking her comments the previous night.

He swung the tawse, not too hard, it had its own momentum and it struck her firmly across both buttocks making a very satisfy THWACK! The shock of that caused her to scream into her gag again, but it also made her jump forward into the fierce blast of the cold water, as she pulled back out of the water as much as the cuffs would allow, she was met again with another heavy THWACK. This one went across the back of her thighs.

It stung, combined with the cold water, it made tears spring to her eyes. Another blow landed on her arse cheeks, followed by another across the back of her thighs. She forced herself into the frigid water , hoping this would stop him using the tawse.

She was wrong. as another 2 heavy blows across her now sensitive buttocks and thighs making the skin go red.

Tears were starting to run down her face and she was trying to scream round the gag.

She writhed in the cold water pulling at the cuffs, red marks appearing at the wrists. He landed another 4 blows, in fairly rapid succession to her now glowing and reddening buttocks.

He then shut off the water and she almost slumped in the cuffs. Although her arse was glowing and she was shivering, she was also aroused by his complete control of her, his readiness to be cruel to her, to make her beg and suffer.

He unlocked the cuff from her left wrist, he then unlocked the cuffs from the handle on her right, pulling it behind her, she was too slow to react as he pulled her left wrist behind her back and locked the cuff tightly round her wrist and locked her hands behind her.

He then forced her to her knees and bent her forward, he used his knees to force her legs open, her head was pushed down to the floor.

She was savouring the pleasant sensation of his hot skin on her frigid body when he thrust his cock into her. He felt delicious and hot, he pumped in to her, hard and fast, her face was pressed against the wet floor.

It didn't take long, just as he came, he pulled out his cock and let it ejaculate over her helpless body. She felt the hot spunk splash across her thighs and back. He stood up and she heard a metallic tinkle as he threw the key to the cuffs onto the tiles next to her.

"clean yourself up and then meet me in the bedroom, don't bother getting dressed". He walked away leaving her slumped on the floor.

She felt totally used. He had controlled her, made her helpless, caressed her body with warm water and soap, then tormented her with cold water and a thick tawse. He had then fucked her and left her dumped on the floor of the bathroom. But she loved it, he could be so creative and unpredictable.

She had to scrabble around for the keys. He fingers were now cold and wet which made feeding the small key into the tiny key holes a challenge. After a while she managed to get a cuff off. She then removed the blindfold and gag. This made unlocking the other cuff much easier.

She didn't rush, treating herself to a nice warm shower. She dried herself off the and proceeded to the bedroom.

He was wearing a white bath robe and smiled when he saw her.

He picked up a small white leather collar. It was adorned with crystal rivets and had a bell, like a cats collar, attached to the front. She hated this collar, its constant jingling each time she moved.

It also had a thin white leash. He buckled and padlocked the collar in its place.

"so now what" she asked.

"well I'm going to get undressed and take you to bed" he smiled and tugged gently on the leash.

She saw an item of red rubber clothing on the bed and her heart sank slightly as she remembered what it was, "Oh" he said casually tugging on the leash "put those on".

She went over to the bed and picked them up. They were essentially a pair of red latex hot pants. They had an open crotch and above this hole was a bulge in the latex. Inside this bulge was a small but quite strong vibrator which would sit right over her clitoris. Normally these pants were great to wear, he would fuck her whilst wearing them, using the remote controlled vibe in them to make her cum. However given the way he was playing tonight she doubted it would be so straight forward.

They were tight and it took a couple of miniatures to work them up over her hips. She then made sure the holes were lined up and the vibe was sitting were it would do most good.

Whilst she had been doing this he had retrieved the thick black leather belt she had strapped him into the previous night.

However instead of buckling it round the chest, he tightened it round her slim waist and then buckled her wrists into the cuffs at the front, pinning her hands to her waist.

He then kissed her on the cheek and unclipped the leash, "time for bed" he said and nodded towards the bed.

The bell jingled irritatingly as she awkwardly climbed into bed, being unable to use her hands led to a less than elegant mounting. He climbed into the bed and cuddled up behind her, letting his hands run over her breasts and body. She was unable to do anything restrained as she was, but she tried to keep still so the infernal bell wouldn't tinkle.

She could feel the beginnings of his erection pressing against her latex covered arse, which was still smarting from its beating earlier.

He reached under his pillow and pressed a button twice on the small remote. A faint buzzing came from her crotch and she stiffened slightly in response. The remote had 5 strength settings. 1 and 2 used to get her warmed up nicely, 3 stared the arousal process properly. She had cum on setting 4 before now, and 5 always resulted in a climax.

She guessed he was going to use the pants to get her worked up, then fuck her whilst bound like this using the vibe to bring her off. It was a variation on a theme.

Some 20 minutes had passed, the sensation was pleasant and she could feel that she was now getting wet again. Normally by now he started to move on. However she was wrong.

She turned and discovered was going to sleep! She nudged him and without opening his eyes he spoke "disturb me again and you''ll get gagged and tied spread eagled for the night".

She slowly moved her leg away and tried to settle down for the night.

She didn't sleep well, her dreams were lurid. On a couple of occasions she tried to reach down and relieve herself only to remember in her sleepy haze of the leather bondage that held her tight.

She woke in the morning when she suddenly felt the vibe increase. He looked and smiled at her before walking off towards the bathroom for a leisurely shower.

She dozed on the bed, the vibe was now really going to work on her. She felt unbelievably horny, she rolled on her front and tried grinding her pussy in to the soft mattress, desperate for that extra bit of stimulation. Just a bit more, just enough to bring her to climax. It was no good.

She was suddenly ware that she was being watched, she turned and saw him standing there watching.

"my my" he smiled,"that's not very ladylike". She flushed at his comment.

"come on, fun day ahead lets get you dressed and showered and we can go shopping",

As she clambered out of the bed he squeezed her pussy and she moaned, almost falling into his arms.

"or should I just screw you brains out now?" he asked

"yes please" she said softly, he quickly removed her restraints and the dammed collar.

"all good things to those who wait" and he clicked off the vibe and told her to take them off. She slipped them off quickly, a mixture of sweat and her juices made them easy to remove.

He watched her shower and dry herself. Then led her into the bedroom. On the bed was a long coil of thick white rope, a summer dress and some high heeled sandals.

"first the underwear" he said picking up the rope.

She stood in the middle of the room and placed a loop round her neck tying a knot that rested at her breastbone. He then made 4 more knots, he was clearly about to put her into a Karada Rope Harness.

She watched as he produced from a bag a large dildo and a butt plug. He lubed each one carefully the threaded the rope the a large metal ring in the base of each phallus.

She spread her legs slightly and he bent her forwards so he could insert the two intruders. The butt plug took some coaxing, but due to her already partially aroused state the dildo slipped into he pussy with little or no resistance. He pulled the rope tight in to her crotch and went to work tying the rest of the harness in place.

He tied the the harness much tighter than normal, to the point that it made her breathing slightly laboured.

She saw her body in the mirror , the white rope making diamond shapes against her skin, the knots pressing into her flesh.

"You can put the rest on yourself" he said flippantly and started to dressing himself.

She walked over to the bed, in those first few seconds she realised that every movement her upper body made was now telegraphed straight to the 2 intruders buried inside her. She gasped at first and then tried to relax, starting to enjoy it. By the time she had pulled on the dress, slipped on the heels, brushed her hair and made herself presentable she realised how insidious this set up was.

The dildo driving its self into her at every movement, and the knot of rope pressing on her clitoris.

This was a new and interesting experience and as they walked to breakfast she noted that the heels altered the angle of her hips, making the sensations being generated by the rope, dildo and plug even more noticeable.

They spent the day shopping and wandering the town, her hidden bondage constantly working on her. He would run his hand across her back feeling the ropes, reminding her of his control.

He made her use stairs, not the escalator or elevator, knowing that climbing stairs increased the movement of the dildo by what felt like a factor of 10!

By the evening they were back in the hotel and in the elevator going up to the room. They were alone when he turned and pressed himself against her, she could feel his hard cock through the thin material of the dress.

He kissed her passionately, she dropped her shopping bags, wrapping her arms round him and pressed her crotch against him.

"Shall we get room service for dinner?" he whispered

Her reply came by way of a hand squeezing his swollen manhood. There was the bing of a bell and they had arrived. They gathered up the bags and stepped out of the elevator and walked back to the suite.

As the door closed behind them he told her to strip, she quickly shrugged out of the summer dress and slipped out of her shoes. She turned to face him and he was holding a set of EMT shears, designed to cut clothing, bandages, etc, without cutting skin.

He paused for a moment and she looked quizzically at him. He said nothing and then there was a faint electronic beep.

"6 O'Clock" he said, "games over". He then snipped through the rope and it quickly fell from her body, as he pulled the last of the rope the two intruders came free of her body with a soft plop.

They embraced, kissing passionately and literally fell in a tangle of limbs onto the floor.

They made love, no ropes, no restraints, just two naked bodies, surrounded by the tangles of white rope.