"Another Story" - Hotel Roissy 2A

This is an alternate story for the Virtual Literotica 2025 Convention

This is part of a collab with Andreas_Kreuz and his entry Hotel Roissy 2A - Experiment.

This story also uses VerbalAbuse's Rodrigo character from his series Falling for Dad's Slut

This was an interesting idea for Tiafell. I would like to thank Andreas_Kruez for including him!

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"Another Story": A Hotel Roissy 2A - Experiment Collab/Extension

Tiafell walked arm-in-arm with Rodrigo after the playboy parted ways with Bella, going to the rich man's hotel room.

"That woman is conflicted over her feelings for you." Tiafell addressed him. "Are you sure you should be doing something like this with me?"

"It's just a part of my lifestyle, and the environment we're in." Rodrigo answered. "Besides, how often does someone get to spend time with a pretty little elf like you?"

"Thanks, but still."

"She's a potential business partner. But aside from that, we'll see."

"I know you're 'all business' but I sense you're more than that. After you and I are done, what do you plan to do with Bella?"

"I told her to call me after her work was done. When I go to see it, we will celebrate her accomplishment with a riding crop, or maybe I'll tie her up." His hand found its way to the elf's ass. "How about it? Would you like to experiment with some light bondage?"

"Well, I won't say no. But just so you know, I'm a lot stronger than I look!" Tiafell winked with a giggle.

Arriving at the room, Rodrigo unlocked the door. The hotel room itself was like all the others.

"I'll prepare the rope if you want to undress." The playboy opened a drawer.

Tiafell kicked his sandals off, then slipped out of his tank, shorts, and finally his panties. He had a lithe hourglass body, looking almost female except for the impressive appendage growing from his groin. Rodrigo had fed the rope through a hook he had screwed into the ceiling when his eyes gazed on the nude elf in front of him.

"That is still so hard to believe..." He tied one end of the rope around a leg of the bed, cuffs dangling from the other. "Give me your hands."

The elf obliged, surrendering his wrists to be bound by the cuffs. The height was perfect; his arms were fully extended above his head with his feet still on the floor.

Rodrigo stripped down to his boxers, then grabbed a riding crop. Remembering the night before, he flicked his wrist. The string on the crop lashed across Tiafell's right ass cheek. The elf jumped slightly, but more out of surprise than pain.

"You can do that a little harder if you want. Like I said, I'm stronger than I look!" He chuckled.

Rodrigo took him at his word and lashed him harder, almost as hard as he could. Tiafell yelped with each smack. The rich playboy moved up and down his back and rear, moving along the front and whipping his chest and abs. He discovered his partner was right, the string was barely leaving any marks on the girly elf's body. Looking at his "prisoner's" throbbing rod, he glanced at him.

"Now even that would hurt!" Tiafell knew what he was thinking. "Smack my ass some more, that felt the best!"

Moving back behind him, Rodrigo drew the crop back and lashed the elf's ass as hard as he could, eliciting an excited yelp from him.

"That's it! Keep doing that!!" Tiafell begged, his breath quickening.

Rodrigo continued whipping the femboy elf's ass. After a few minutes, Tiafell cried out loudly as his cock erupted, shooting thick white ropes from his swollen tip. When his orgasm was over, there was a wet streak on the carpet. Rodrigo stopped.

"Are you sure that didn't hurt you?" He pressed, concerned with the small streaks across the elf's backside.

"I'll be okay, I enjoyed it actually!" He giggled. "Can you untie me now? I want to return the favor, just not with that crop."

The playboy tossed the ridding crop aside and released Tiafell. Rubbing his wrists briefly, the elf dropped to his knees, then yanked Rodrigo's boxers down to allow his rich dick to flop out.

"My, you got a rush out of that, didn't you?" He looked up at him with a quick smile while grabbing his member.

Rodrigo couldn't believe it. Despite what appeared to be delicate hands, the grip on his cock was stronger than most handshakes he'd shared with strong men. Tiafell tugged at his rod for a few moments before taking it into his mouth, deepthroating him. The elf slurped and sucked loudly with otherworldly force; it was almost more than Rodrigo could withstand.

"T-Tiafell... you're sucking too hard..."

He slowed down, having to remind himself he was blowing an ordinary human, but still sucked the man with vigor. Grabbing his head, Rodrigo roared and filled Tiafell's mouth with salty fluid. The elf sucked every last drop out, swallowing all of it. He pulled away, looking up at him.

"Did I slow down enough for you?" He purred.

"Yes... that was perfect." Rodrigo replied, smiling.

Tiafell winked at him, then stood, sauntering to the bed. He climbed onto the sheets on his hands and knees. "I hope you have a least a little bit left..." He wiggled his pert, peach-shaped ass.

Despite his near exhaustion, the sight before Rodrigo gave him his second wind. "I think I can muster something up..." His wet dick had shrunk a little but found new strength and returned to its proud erect state. Joining him on the bed, the playboy aligned his tip with the elf's puckering anus. Then with a push, his head separated Tiafell's muscle to allow the rest of his length inside. To his surprise, he found the anal walls that were gripping his cock to be naturally lubricated, like a vagina. Just what was Tiafell?

Fully inside him up to his crotch, Rodrigo grabbed his hips and proceeded to fuck him. He looked down to watch his own cock piston in and out of Tiafell's asshole. Rodrigo rose from his knees to his feet, squatting to stay inside the moaning femboy. There were loud pops as flesh collided with flesh. The self-made man's balls slapped the elf's taint muscle with every downward thrust, mutually heightening their pleasure.

"Ah... huh... MMM!!!!" Tiafell cried out, grabbing his flailing cock.

Rodrigo fell onto his left side, taking the sissy elf down with him. Spooning him from behind, he fucked Tiafell with everything he had, grunting and groaning wildly.

"YES!! YES!! You're hitting it!! Right there!!" He felt Rodrigo's cock assaulting his prostate. "Don't stop... don't stop until you cum inside me!!!"

Rodrigo did as instructed, fucking him hard enough to make the bed rock and creak loudly. With some final intense thrusts, he dumped what was left in his balls into Tiafell's rectum, which was pulsating around his penis. The elf shot a few more strings of his own out onto the bed, heaving forward and gasping. Utterly spent, Rodrigo pulled out with a slick pop. The hole leaked out a bit of white fluid before closing.

"No wonder Bella is conflicted, if you fuck her like that!" Tiafell sat up to give him an affectionate smile. Rodrigo was breathing too hard to respond.

Tiafell rose from the bed and went to the bathroom, taking his clothes with him. He came out minutes later, cleaned up and fully dressed.

"I must go now; it's time for me to return home." The elf informed him. "I had a great time with you. Please consider what I said about Bella, okay?"

"Alright, but..." Rodrigo stood. His knees were shaky, but he managed to grab his boxers and put them back on. "What do you mean by 'return home'?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm not from this world!" The elf began. "Neither are my friends. We were only here for the weekend to attend this convention. But our time is up, so we're going to be sent home."

"I see." Rodrigo walked over to Tiafell. "Then, I wish you luck, and thank you for coming."

"You as well! Bella's a sweet woman from what I can gather. Give her a chance to sort her feelings for you out."

"Alright. But I am a busy man, I can't see her again until I squeeze her into my schedule."

"Fine, fine..." Tiafell patted his chest, then turned to the door. "Goodbye, Rodrigo!" Waving, he opened the door and left, closing it behind him.

"Wait, Tiafell!" Rodrigo jogged to the door, opening it. Poking his head out, there was no sign of the elf anywhere. It was as if he disappeared into thin air. "... nevermind. Goodbye." He closed the door, then put his clothes back on after resting for a little while. Fully dressed, Rodrigo leaned back in a chair, looking up at the ceiling with his arms crossed, reflecting on the events of his weekend at the convention.

"I never once considered the possibility that I would engage in the practice of BDSM, and yet I have already tied two people up and whipped them. Perhaps Bella is onto something after all." He chuckled, shaking his head. "But I would much prefer to be the one holding the whip, not the other way around." The playboy stood, stepping toward the window to gaze over the city while mulling things over. "This is worth looking into. Maybe I can surprise Bella with something the next time we meet."

Rodrigo slowly walked away from the window to a vanity mirror in the room. He used his reflection to adjust his tie into that "just right" position.

"Well then, time for a little research."

All set, Rodrigo left his hotel room with the intention of learning more about BDSM, deciding to make the most of what time was left of the convention. He only had a few short hours to learn as much as he could.