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His eyes met mine with intensity.

He took me by the wrist, kissed me hard on the mouth, and then pushed me hard up against the wall. I gasped as I always do, loving the sensation of him pinning me and controlling me. My legs felt weak and my cunt was dripping. He groped my breasts freely before releasing me.

"Strip for me," he ordered. "Place your clothes neatly on the bed."

I obeyed under his watchful gaze. I'd been wearing cheap, nasty black lace underwear all day at work: crotchless panties with a tiny thong riding hard up against my asshole, and a bra with the nipples cut out. I exhibited myself for his pleasure as I finished undressing.

There was a high-backed chair against the far wall, just left of the big window overlooking the parking lot. The curtains were wide-open. On the bed lay new lengths of bondage rope, a pair of handcuffs, two ankle clamps, and a blindfold.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. "Come here," he ordered. I lay naked over his lap, ass poised for whatever he wanted to dish out. He ran his hand lightly over my curves before bringing it down, hard, over and over again. I screamed out and tried to wriggle away, but he held me in place, spanking me, giving me such pleasure right on the edge of pain.

Shit, I love being treated this way. I raised my head and saw a young couple about to get into their car outside, their eyes turned curiously toward our window. I hoped they had heard me screaming with excitement and being disciplined - the look on their faces told me they had.

I realized that anyone walking through the parking lot who came close enough could see everything happening inside this room. That sent another jolt of arousal through me.

He eased me off his lap and I stood. He pointed to the chair and I sat down at once, my ass tingling hard with submission.

After handcuffing me with my hands behind the chair, he tied me up tighter than I've ever been tied up before. The ropes cupped and clenched my tits, forcing them to stand out with obscenely engorged nipples. He attached the ankle clamps to the chair legs and now there was no way I could move whatsoever.

I stared up at his masked, implacable face. He kissed me again on the mouth and then put the blindfold on me. I was completely helpless.

He stroked my nipples and then pinched them hard. I let out a long, raw, rough cry. What the fuck was going on here?

He stepped away. In the darkness, there was suddenly music, heavy and filling the room: a woman singing high and plaintive in a Middle Eastern language with a heavy, throbbing, techno beat. My body wanted to move, but I was completely immobile.

I heard the door open. Above the music, I detected the voices of women. What was going on? I felt people surrounding me, the scent of mango perfume, soft hands. Oh my God. I was about to experience group sex in bondage - without consultation or consent. Was it the flight attendants from the lobby? I didn't know or care. It felt so fucking good.

"You - take her left nipple," came his dark voice, cutting through the music. "And you - the other side." Long hair brushed against my cupped, clamped tits as I felt the incredible sensation of women's tongues sucking my nipples into their mouth. I heard a loud grunt of excitement in the background - oh yeah. I could tell there was a guy watching me and jacking off to the sight. That got my clit absolutely engorged, as I love being watched and fucking appreciated.

It turned into an anything-goes feel out party. As the music got darker and heavier - with forceful mantra chanting and heavy bass rhythms - I felt different people inserting their fingers into my soaked cunt. Male or female, it didn't fucking matter. I just needed my cunt filled. That's how it is when you're bi, submissive, and acting out a bondage fantasy at a motel.

I loved hearing the women leaning in to make filthy comments into my ear: "I love worshipping your tits, hon.

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