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Rendezvous ~ laDiablo

Rendezvous
by laDiablo


Part One



Prologue


I hold the card key you left for me at the front desk, but I don't use it. I knock instead, standing there, with my head down...

As you open the door, I see the spiked heels first... I scan up, taking in the stockings, the form fitting skirt, the belt, the button down white blouse open to reveal the lacy white bra beneath.

Your hair, perfectly styled to partially hide your eyes, is so sexy...

Everything about you is perfectly as I requested. I am pleased.

I tilt my head down, looking at your shoes, then with my eyes back to meet yours

"Nice shoes," I wink "wanna fuck?"

"God yes!" you exclaim, throwing your arms around my neck
pulling me into the room, kissing me, forcing your tongue into my mouth.

"Do you have something for me?" you ask.

I smile, setting my bag on the dresser, opening it and retrieving the first item.

"I do" I say as I reveal it.

I can see the gleam of excitement in your eyes, the smile...

You turn your back to me, lifting your hair as I take the leather collar and fasten it around your neck.

You turn back, and ask "how does it look..." with a small smile, "...master?"

I smile, and step behind you, both of us looking in the mirror... "You tell me... You like?"

"Oh yes... I really do!"

I nuzzle your hair, smelling your fragrance of shampoo and perfume, I whisper in your ear "Ready to play?"



Chapter One

"Yes master... Play with me" you breath out with a heavy sigh.

As I kiss your earlobe and nibble on it gently, your hands are on my hips, sliding towards my crotch. I catch them with mine, and tell you "No. Whatever happens, my cock is off limits to you until I'm ready to give it to you. And I will determine how that will be. Understand?"

"Yes master"

"Here..." Our eyes connect in the mirror's reflection as I guide your hands to your breasts. "Keep your hands busy..."

I return my attention to your earlobe and neck... Kissing, licking, tasting your perfume. I watch you in the mirror as your eyes close and your head lists back. You are squeezing your breasts, mashing them with your fingers...

My one hand massages your stomach as the other goes to your exposed throat, sliding up to your chin, your mouth, gently pulling your lips open with a fingertip. I grab your jaw and turn your mouth to mine, kissing you. Your lips feel like pillows under mine, you tongue wildly accepting and massaging mine.

With both hands, I slide down your hips, grabbing at the fabric of the skirt, slowly pulling it up in bunches, allowing you to feel the sensation of the fabric slide up your silky things.

Your breathing increases and your chest is heaving...

I can see your thighs in the mirror, the garter straps...

Your treasure. No panties... "Mmmmmm... Good girl"

My fingers touch your skin, dipping under the top of your stockings, back up, nails grazing the insides of your thighs.

You part your legs slightly, and I can feel your heat emanating from your loins.

I slide the fore finger of my right hand between your lips, feeling your wetness as you grind your pelvis forward.

Pulling my hand away, I let your skirt fall and lift my finger to my lips, breaking our kiss. You suddenly try to engulf my finger with your mouth but I pull it out of reach...

"ah ah ah... mine."

You pout your lips, feigning disappointment and I slowly lick your taste from my finger.

"mmmmmm... You are yummy."

I unzip your skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing your red and black garter belt.

My hands slide across your pelvis, under your blouse, up your stomach...

Slowly, diligently, I unfasten each button as I come to it, one at a time, my hands continuing to caress your skin, further up, until the last button is open. I pull your blouse open, revealing the white lace bra underneath...

"Find something else to do with your hands" I whisper. "stay away from my cock."

Your right hand slides down your abdomen, and stops between your thighs. Your other hand comes up and reaches around my neck, fingers entwining in my hair, gripping tightly.

I cannot resist watching your other hand in the mirror as you rub yourself, and I notice your eyes are locked on mine, a small smile on your lips telling me you enjoy performing for me. With a sudden intake of breath, you plunge two fingers deep inside, rapidly fingering yourself. Again, your eyes close, head back, mouth open.

You finger yourself frantically, pressing your ass against my hardness. My hands work the clasp on the front of your, bra, releasing your magnificent breasts to fill my hands... I pinch your hard nipples, pulling them, twisting them...

Your body tightens, goes rigid before convulsing, a small squeal escaping your lips as your orgasm washes over you, your weight pressing into me as you go limp.

You relax as I hold you, caressing your flesh... You raise your hand and offer me your fingers, your scent, your essence which I accept hungrily.

I kiss you, sharing your taste before guiding you to the bed, removing your blouse and bra completely and, lying you back on the clean sheets.

I kiss your lips again, then your throat, your neck, your collar bone...

I kiss across your chest, luxuriating in your breasts, your firm, stunning nipples... Kissing and licking... sucking and nibbling... tugging and biting... small sounds of excitement escaping your lips...

You grind your hips, urging me to continue downward, but I continue my attention on your breasts, my hands on them as well, massaging with my fingers, pulling your nipples, twisting them in circles...

Not until you begin rubbing your pelvis against my thigh do you abandon my adoration and slowly kiss down your abdomen, you stomach, your pelvis... I look up, your eyes pleading with mine...

You part your thighs in anticipation, and sigh as my breath touches you there... My lips chewing gently on your puffy lips, tonguing you, sucking and nibbling gently on your clit...

My hands caressing your flesh, fingers stroking you, pinching, kneading...

You are wet, on the verge of orgasm... Your breathing is short and quick as I wrap my lips, sucking on your nubbin until you cum, your back arching, your fingers gripping my hair, pulling me into you.

Taking you fully in my mouth, sucking hard on your full pussy, swallowing your juices...

And then, as your rigid body begins to relax, I do it all over, pushing you past your limits again, devouring your sex, using my fingers to massage your G-spot until you cum over and over again... Flicking your clit with my stiff tongue, then stroking it with flat, broad strokes, alternating with small circles and, gentle suckling...

Driving you over the edge to the point that you cannot breathe, cannot take it anymore. Your fingers digging into my shoulders trying to push me away "oh fuck..." you gasp over and over "I can't ... do it ... again..."

But I resist, pulling just one more orgasm out of your loins, your exhaustion building as your climax crashes into every muscle. Your body collapses, vibrating from your very core...

I move to lie next to you, gently caressing your skin, letting you catch your breath, letting you set the pace.

And once you are calm again, your breathing easy, I begin to use my fingers on you... Touching you, scrapping my nails across your belly, pulling your nipples, entering you deeply...

Stroking your clit, filling you, pistoning into your sex while looking into your eyes, watching your reaction...

Reacting to your passion...

Your desire...

Your heat...

Pulling your orgasm out of you... repeatedly as you claw at the sheets.

You reach out to me, but I shift my body, not letting you touch my cock. Keeping your hands in check...

This is all about you...

Your pleasure...

"Ah ah ah..." I whisper, taking my cum soaked fingers and rubbing your lips, letting you smell your essence.

"You'll have my cock soon enough. But I'll feed it to you on my terms... And only after I've gotten all the cream out of you that I can"





Chapter Two



Your hands grip my wrist, your mouth sucking my fingers. Your sticky juices...

Your body still trembles from the countless orgasms I fingered and sucked from you, your taste lingering on my lips... your cum. The same glorious taste you cannot get enough of...

I press my fingers into your mouth, press down on your tongue, causing you to gag...

I take my hand back, and kiss you full, hard on the mouth... before slapping you lightly across the cheek, yet enough to sting... your gasp comes quickly, followed by your moan. This pleases me as I know you are not injured, and such a willing recipient of my attention.

I step to the small table that every hotel has, and remove all the clutter... items the management thinks every guest needs. Little do they know.

"Get up bitch..." I command you."come over here."

As you crawl off the bed, rightfully on your hands and knees, I pull the desk away from the wall, positioning it in the center of the space available.

You look up to me wantonly, and I give you permission to stand with a gesture. You do so, using me for support, your stocking covered legs unsteady in the spike heels.

When your hand grabs the bulge in my jeans, I slap it away and grip your jaw, forcing your face to mine.

"What did I tell you?" I growl.

"That your cock was off limits, master."

"And what does that means will happen now?"

"I must be punished?"

I kiss you, biting your lower lip and pulling it hard. I push you towards the table, and with a firm grip on the back of your neck, guide you into a bent over position from the waist... your arms spread across the table, your cheek resting on the surface.

With my feet, I kick your ankles, forcing you to spread your stance wide.

I kneel on one knee behind you, running my hands up both legs, feeling the smooth stockings, then your thighs, then your buttocks... squeezing and kneading your cheeks, digging my fingers in f***efully. I kiss each cheek lovingly, then spread your cheeks, kissing your asshole. Your moans increase as I tease you with my tongue...

"You like that?"

"Oh god yes!"

"You want to feel my cock in your ass?" I ask, returning to ministrating my oral affections between my probing questions...

"Yes!"

"Stretching your asshole..."

"Yes."

"Fucking your ass?"

"Please, god, yessss" your juices are running down your thighs...

"Cumming in your asshole? Filling you with my hot sperm?"

"Fuck yes! Shove your cock in my ass and fuck me!"

I stand abruptly, saying "no... I told you, I will decide how you get my cock... but before that..." my open palm crashes down on your left buttock "... your punishment."

Your body flinched from the sharp blow. Then I strike your right cheek, then underhand, coming up and landing my palm across your soaking pussy, fingers against your clit...

You cry out, and moan... left... right... underhand... I repeat the sequence of blows as your breathing deepens, your legs tremble... again, and again... seven times in all... twenty lashes plus one...

And like the good little bitch that you are, you were cumming before the sixth strike on your cunt. Your cum squirting, hitting my arm and hand in mid swing, splattered everywhere...

Your knees begin to buckle, and I grip your hair, pulling hard, forcing you to face me.

"Don't collapse... you were a good little cummer for daddy... don't ruin it now."

"Oh... god..." you pant, trying to catch your breath..."I can't."

"Bitch... Don't you fucking move. When I return, you'll get what you've been wanting... how I want to give it to you."

And with that, I open the curtains on the window, the neighboring building in full view. Anyone there able to see all if they were lucky enough to look.

I move to the bathroom, leaving you there... struggling not to move... leaving you to your thoughts... your potential audience... and your anticipation.





Chapter Three



I wait to return, leaving you there to tremble on weakend legs.

When I return, I bend down and lick the back of your right thigh, your sweet cunt, from your clit to your asshole...

I let you stand upright, taking one of the bath towels I brought out and folding it on the edge of the desk. I pat it twice and you understand to sit on the towel.

I take from my bag lengths of smooth shimmering silk and kneel before you.

I grip your hips and pull you closer to the edge. I slide my hands down your thighs, spreading them, down your calves...

"What are you - oww!" My pinch on the inside of your thigh, just next to your wet, red and swollen puffy lips leaves a mark.

"No. Talking."

I take each ankle, hook it behind the leg of the desk and secure it with a length of silk.

I take the second towel and roll it up, placing it under your neck as I gently coax you back, laying on the desk.

I reach into the ice bucket and pull a cube from it... I touch your nipples with it, and teasingly run it down your body, the heat you emanate causing it to melt, leaving a trail of moisture... I push the cube into you, it's freezing coolness in sudden conflict to your heated and rawed sex.

"Don't drop this." I say as I run my hand up your body, pinching your incredible, amazingly engorged nipples, over your chest, seeing the goosepimples erupt across your skin, coming to rest over your throat... I languish there, squeezing gently, enjoying the look of wonderment blazing in your eyes...

"Pinch your nipples. Pull on them hard... stretch those beauties until you're about to rip them off."

You willingly comply, squeezing you breasts with both hands, roughly pulling each rubbing an inch... two.. three...

You cry out, throwing your head back, hanging off the edge of the table your hair touching the floor.

I take one more item from my bag, and return my attention to you. As you are pulling, I slip the handcuffs onto your wrists...

You lift your head to see, and I kiss you again and whisper "almost there..."

You gasp and sigh as I place two wooden clothespins on each of your distended nipples, leaving them to pinch you continually...

I grab the desk under your shoulders and lift it enough to turn it ninety degrees, your splayed open thighs, dripping cunt exposed to the window.

I take another silk scarf, a black one, and d**** it across your eyes, securing it with a snug knot...

You feel a cold drip on your lips, then the cool burn of another ice cube as I offer it to you...

"Chew on this..."

I see you lick your lips as you begin to crush the cube with your teeth.

I reach for the handcuffs chain, pulling your hands back, over and under your head, using the last scarf to hold your hands in place there...

You can feel me close... your head hangs backwards, and you can hear my breathing...

Smell my cologne mixed with my own excitement.

A rustling of something... fabric?

Your lips feel something hot, and wet on them... your tongue darts out to explore, you realize I am licking your lips. Your tongue dances with mine, cold from the ice...

"You've been a good girl..." I whisper."now, take a deep breath and say oooohhhh for me, bitch."

You open your mouth and the word begins to form, but before you can, you feel my cock invading.

You can taste the sweat, the precum that coats the head. You can feel the heat, the throbbing, pulsing veins engorged with bl**d. Your tongue explores the texture as your lips wrap tightly around the shaft.

You suck hard, pulling me in, swallowing me down your throat, my cockhead bending to fit.

I grab your hair with both hands, and pull out a bit, then slide forward again, pushing deep into your throat. Your lips are unrelenting, creating a vacuum from which there's no escape.

I continue to fuck your mouth and reach for your breasts, squeezing and pinching your nipples.

It's the combination of the vacuum and the stroking that nudged, but then you start moaning gutterally, and humming that is the real push.

My eruption starts deep in your throat, but I pull back, withdrawing from your vicelike lips...

The second burst flies across your chest and neck, the third coats your chin and open mouth.

Your tongue lashes out blindly, trying to capture more of my seed...

The final spurt of my viscous fluid lands on the blindfold, and runs down, into your hair.

After collapsing for a moment, I tend to your bindings, releasing you and removing the blindfold...

As I sit on my haunches on the floor, you smoothly rise to a seated position and spin to face me... casually, collecting my cum and licking it from your fingers as if it were frosting from the bowl...

"Well..." I say, trying to catch my breath, looking up to you.

"Did you enjoy that...
Mistress?"

With those words, you smile... for with those words you know, now it's your turn...


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originally published on my site http://ladiablo.tumblr.com/ :)


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