Open House Ch. 18

I walk with Tina through the hotel to the elevators. Standing has made all of the nights activities crash down on me and I walk as if wading through a fairy tale pond, enamored by the beautiful hotel and coursing with a subtle arousal. I am completely taken by this attention from Tina and what seems like no inhibition to prevent it.

When we arrive at her room, it is clear that she has already been here and loosened things up. The sheets are turned down, soft lighting fills the room, and there is a pleasing scent of an essential oil.

"I need to use the restroom. May I remove the... you know...?" I ask.

"Yes, you may."

I straighten myself after a moment in the restroom and, having removed Tina's toy, decide to keep my wet panties off. I turn to check myself in the mirror and am pleased. I look hot, and feel that way. Nothing else crosses my mind, except getting back to Tina.

In the bedroom, I am surprised to find Tina barefoot and in a loose camisole nightie It's gorgeous, or is it just her, I can't decide. My eyes cannot stop searching over her body, and she sits me on the bed, climbs onto my lap and straddles me.

"Now, where were we?"

I look up at Tina and happily bask in the glow of her beautiful face. I reach around and grab her ass, this time easily slipping my hands under her silky shorts and caressing the skin of her bare ass.

"Do you want to know about my collar?"

I nod, yes.

"I know how to control, because I know what it's like to be controlled. And I have discovered, John likes control."

My mind searches for past hints of John's desire for this power dynamic, but I fail to conceive of any. With my eyes closed I continue to listen, bound by Tina's words.

"He told me what he wanted and I said yes. So when I visited him, I wore the collar. I also brought leather wrist and ankle cuffs. I am very resourceful, you know." Tina breathes onto my neck. "And do you want to know what he did to me with that collar?"

I can feel my breathing increasing again, and nod, yes.

"He first connected a leash to my collar and told me I was his property. And do you know what I said? I said 'Yes, sir.'"

My arousal spikes as Tina seductively mouths the words into my ear.

Tina massages my breasts harder under my shirt, making me move with her touch. "Then he stripped off all my clothes, leaving me naked but for the collar, and placed me on my hands and knees. I was instantly his pet for the taking. He stood over me and stroked my hair, then moved his powerful hands down my back and over my ass. He consumed all of my body with his touch, and placed the restraints on my wrists and ankles while I stood obediently for him. At that moment I was helplessly trapped as your husband's pet. Are you envisioning that in your mind?"

I nod, yes, my eyes locked in hers.

"Does it make you wet?"

"Yesss," I say breathlessly, moving my hands up to feel the delicate curves of her waist.

"John held my leash and stripped naked before me as I watched. His cock was already erect, and his strong body loomed powerfully over me. He used the leash to pull me to him and what do you think he made me do?"

"Suck his cock."

"Yes, I had to take his cock deep into my throat while he pulled my leash, controlling me as he wished. He used me harshly, keeping me on all fours--but he didn't cum. He wanted to play with me longer."

Tina is incredibly aroused telling me her story, and breathes hot into me as she speaks--grinding her pussy into my stomach. "He spoke to me like a dog and ordered me onto your bed, still on all fours with my ass facing him. Then do you know what he did?"

"He licked your pussy."

Tina slowly removes my top as she burns the words of her escapade into the pages of my mind. "No, Becca. That would have been humane. He got down on his knees and, pulling hard on my collar, told me to feed him my pussy. I had to push my pussy into his mouth and feed his lust. All the while he tugged hard on my collar, reminding me I was his pet as I pleased him by command. I could hardly bear the pleasure, but I had to keep going until he allowed me to stop." Tina fiercely massages my breasts, tugging my hard nipples and rubbing her hands up my chest to my neck and face.

We share intermittent hot kisses and I have completely lost myself in her.

"Becca, he pulled me up onto my knees... and he locked my wrists to my ankles. I was prisoner to him, my hands captured behind my back. And then do you know what he did?" Tina says, looking down lustfully into my eyes.

Without speaking, I keep my strong eye contact with Tina, and gently lift off her camisole, exposing her beautiful round and perky breasts. Now turning my eyes to her chest I am weakened by the intimacy, erotic chemicals coursing through my body and ripping me apart. I slide my hands up her waist and cup both of her breasts as she looks down on me, her face burning with lust. I lean forward and take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck it hard. I am overcome by the incredibly rare sensation and stay on her like a young child, devouring her mother.

Tina sinks her fingers into my hair and grabs my head, firmly pulling me onto her. "Yes, that's what he did, Becca. He took my breasts while I was chained." Tina allows me to indulge in her breasts for several minutes, running her fingers through my hair. Then eventually she pulls me off of her and I gradually return to reality. She pushes me back onto the bed and steps off to remove her shorts, now standing before me completely naked. I am totally exasperated, unable to even think for myself as I gaze upon her form and enjoy this amazing moment.

Tina slides her hands up my thighs and under my short skirt, discovering now that I am panty-less. This makes her smile widely, and she flips my skirt up, exposing the engorged folds of my wet pussy. Tina brings her mouth to my crotch and blows hot air across me, causing me to contort violently, as I work to force myself to stay positioned in her grasp. She sees my reaction and pushes me further, making eye contact with me as she starts at the bottom and delivers a long slow lick, up my lips to my clit, flicking it with her tongue.

I fight to stay put, tensing every muscle in my body to control my response to the pleasure she delivered.

Tina crawls up to my breasts and straddles me. Then she uses both hands and slides them up my left arm, redirecting it flat on the bed up above my head. Gripping my wrist, she then looks at me saying, "This arm is locked in place. You cannot move it."

I stare into her eyes, obsessed, until she barks at me.

"What do you say when I give an instruction?"

"Yes, Tina." I reply obediently.

She then does the same with my other arm, stretching me out as if I'm making a high "V" shape on the bed and says, "This arm is locked in place, and cannot move."

"Yes, Tina."

Tina then performs the same maneuver on both of my legs, leaving me spread eagle on the bed, unable to move.

My arousal is off the charts and every touch from Tina is like an electric shock, sending me into a state of blissful euphoria. I am so addicted to pleasing her that I actually find that I cannot move. Every time I think of moving a limb I feel it tense strongly into place, resisting anything my rational mind attempts to enact. It is both terrifying and at the same time thrilling.

Tina moves between my legs, and I am locked in her gaze, unable to break eye contact with her if I wanted to. "Then, do you know what he did Becca? When I was locked in place and unable to move, do you know what he did?"

"He fucked you."

"That's right Becca, your son of a bitch husband climbed onto me, stuck his big cock into me, and fucked me until I came so hard I cried." Tina straddles my thigh, aligning her throbbing wet pussy with mine. "Now you know what I'm going to do to you?"

"You're going to fuck me."

"That's right Becca." Tina says as she runs her fingers over my wet pussy lips and penetrates me softly, wetting her fingers as I writhe in her hand, unable to move. "But you can no longer speak. You will only grunt, loudly... every time I thrust onto you. These are your last words. Do you understand."

"Yesss, Tinaa." The words leave my mouth quietly on the last breath I could control, vaporizing in the air like the final effervescence of perfume.

Tina thrusts her pussy onto mine, squeezing our wet lips together in a perfect union.

"Ungh!" I grunt.

Tina keeps a firm pressure and throws her head back, completely immersing herself in her enjoyment of me.

"Ungh!"

She leans down and sucks one breast, then the other, but cannot stay off of my pussy and returns forcefully.

"Ungh!"

I am completely helpless to her control and realize that my life no longer belongs to me. I watch Tina's hips thrust on me and think how I do not deserve the pleasure I am receiving from her beautiful form. She twists her erect nipples as she rides me and I long to be the one doing it for her. "Ungh... ungh..." I have been completely consumes by Tina as her form burns into my mind, and now feel I must fulfill her every desire.

Tina slaps my thigh, "Bitch, I said grunt! Louder!"

Tina controls every thought in my mind, allowing no others to gain focus and I realize... I can never go back.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"