After a long delay, here is [Part 3] of Bella’s Adventure!! If you missed [[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iiz334/a_secret_reddit_account_the_end_of_a_relationship/) and [[Part 2]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ijjhdc/part_2_a_hotel_room_a_blindfold_and_a_present/), they are linked here.
Also, here is a quick visual for the hotel room setting [https://imgur.com/a/kg811A3](https://imgur.com/a/kg811A3)
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After a few quick pulses from the vibrator it goes silent. As the tingling starts to subside, you wait a few moments to see if the vibrator will start back up, but nothing happens. You glance down at the notecard and pen, pick them up, and head over to the little round table and chairs by the window. The sheer white curtains are fully closed but still letting in plenty of sunlight. As you sit, you think about how nice it feels to have the sunlight hitting your bare body. Placing the three blank notecards out on the table, you twirl the pen and start to think about what to write. Three “secret desires, kinks, or fetishes”, that’s what you’ve been told to disclose. One desire instantly comes to mind… It’s not necessarily kinky, but it is definitely a fantasy of yours. Ever since senior year when Jessica kissed you during a game of spin the bottle, you have always wondered what it would be like to be with another girl. Sure you’ve watched lots of girl-on-girl porn and you believe you can imagine what it would feel like. You also can’t count how many times the thought of that night has gotten you off. Each time you think about what could have been though… if you would have only been brave enough to have tested the waters that night. You imagine yourself taking Jessica by the hand, leading her to an empty bedroom, stripping each other’s clothes off, exploring her body, spreading her legs, licking her clit until you feel her thighs tense up, feeling her orgasm, feeling the pulse of her lips, tasting her…but as great as this fantasy is, it’s just that; a fantasy. It’s not even a memory. You want to really know what it feels like, not what you think it would feel like. You want to spread a girls’ knees, lean right in between her legs, stick out your tongue and taste her. You want to make her squirm with pleasure. It doesn’t take much for your mind to dive right back into this fantasy! You look down and see that a small wet spot has appeared on the purple velvet chair cushion. That’s the deciding factor; this one is worth writing down. You pick up the pen and write, “I want to be with another woman, I want to please another woman.”
Just writing that and letting your imagination wander to thoughts of what could have been with Jessica has got you quite worked up. You reach down between your legs and touch the tail of the vibrator. You wish it would turn on. It’s quite the tease, having this vibrator inside of you, but it not doing anything but filling you up and having no control on whether it turns on or not. With your fingers you start to move it back and forth though. That actually feels quite nice. As you are playing with the vibrator and letting it move back and forth inside and against your clit, you close your eyes and tilt your head back. With one hand quickening the pace of the vibrators motion, your other hand reaches down to focus on your clit. Letting two of your fingers rotate around your clit, you can feel a climax quickly approaching. Your mind hasn’t drifted far from Jessica.
You can picture her sitting at that house party, cross-legged in front of that spinning bottle. Her summer tanned legs, the fray of her cut off jean shorts, and her tank-top tight against her bra. You then see that the bottle she just spun is slowing down and coming to a stop – it’s pointing right at you. Making eye contact with Jessica, you see the slight grin come over her. You can remember her leaning forward, her right hand touching the side of your neck, her lips touching yours, the tip of her tongue touching yours. That’s when your memory turns from reality to fantasy. Your mind leaves that basement room with everyone sitting around the bottle to seeing Jessica laying on your bed. She’s wearing the same cut-off jeans and tank top, but now her nipples are visible. She sits up, crosses her arms to the hem of her shirt, and then slowly lifts up her top to reveal her small, perky, braless tits. While maintaining eye contact, and that slight grin, she lowers her hands and starts to unbutton her shorts. She lifts her ass and slides her shorts and panties right off. Without a word, she leans back flat on the bed, raises her knees, and slowly spreads her legs to reveal her smooth, wet, pink pussy. Like a magnet, it’s pulling you in. You want to lick her, you want to taste her, you want to please her…
With one hand lightly pinching your nipple, the other hand moving the vibrator, and your mind still on Jessica, your climax is almost there. You know you are just on the edge… and then it happens! The vibrator turns on and and sends you into pure exhilaration. Your entire body is instantly filled with pleasure. You have to quickly pull your hands away and grab the sides of the chair. The vibrator doesn’t stop though! Gripping the sides of the chair you feel like your whole body is surging with pleasure. You can’t keep the moans in. Your toes curling, your eyes rolling, your grip tightening… It’s pure ecstasy! And then the vibrator turns off. For a moment your body is still tense, but then all goes quiet. With your head back and your eyes still closed, you feel as though you are sinking. Sinking though the chair, the floor, into a void. It’s a feeling of pure exhaustion and relaxation. Your entire body is filled with nothingness.
It takes you a couple minutes to regain any sign of composure. Your naked body is glistening with sweat and is still slightly trembling. You can feel your heart slowly start to ease back to a normal pace. Your toes and finger’s also start to relax. It feels like you just ran a marathon. You stand up and walk to the bathroom for a glass of water. While filling up the glass you look into the mirror. Your face is beat red, with your hair clinging with sweat to your face. You decide to grab a washcloth, wet it with cold water, and press it to your face.
After cooling off and having a drink of water you head back to the table by the window. As you approach the table you see the chair you were sitting in. The velvet seat looks like someone spilled a glass of water on it. After a second you realize… that’s all you. This makes you smile and you take a seat in the next chair over. This chair is right next to the window and curtains. Being on the tenth floor your room actually has a nice view of Chicago. The hotel is just off Michigan Ave., so there is quite the hustle and bustle below. Not forgetting you are 100% naked, you use one hand to hold the curtains together, and one hand to make room for your head to peek out and look outside. There is something about seeing the everyday life going on below while you are just above them, naked, still sweaty from your intense orgasm, that is a turn on. The people are small down there, and can’t likely see you, but it is still a little thrilling. You have known this is a kink of yours for quite some time. Even before you found reddit and more specifically /r/HoldTheMoan, that you liked the idea of public exposure. You think back to buying that extra skimpy bikini last year, and how thrilling it was to put on basically sexy underwear and going out to the beach. You were very aware that there was only this small piece of fabric covering yourself from what everyone could see. …and oh how you like that feeling.
Pulling your face back from the window you let the curtains fall back into place. As they settle, you see this time they left a small crack between the two curtains. You then turn back to the table and pick up the pen, move the second postcard to the top and write “Public exposure/exhibitionism.”
You reach over and slide the third blank postcard in front of you and think what to write next. Being with another girl was an obvious first choice. Exhibitionism was also pretty easy to decide on since it’s something you have always fantasised about. But what should you write as the third choice? You keep thinking about your time earlier with Mark. How great it felt to follow his orders. You clearly like the idea of being used for someone else’s pleasure. But that’s too obvious right? Isn’t that what you are doing by just being here, following commands and pleasing Mark? You wonder if writing that is too simple and might not adequately complete the task.
Pleasing someone else is clearly a turn on for you though. You start to think about the prior events of today. Meeting up with someone from reddit, blindly following directions and exposing yourself to him before even saying hello. Getting on your knees and sucking his cock mere minutes after meeting him…and that’s when it dawns on you. Yes, giving your body, giving pleasure and being ordered around is a huge part of it, but so is the stranger aspect. This is somebody you really don’t know but are willing to bare it all for them. You don’t know him, he doesn’t know you, but because you’re being ordered too, you are willing to strip naked, suck his cock, give him your body, and even fuck him if he tells you too. So you pick up the pen and write the four words “used by a stranger”.
That’s it, task done! You slip all three note cards back into the envelope and set it and the pen back on the table. Looking down you see that the chair next to you is still wet, but drying some. You look around and see that the room is actually quite a mess! You decide to do a little cleaning up to make the room more presentable for when Mark returns. As you are tidying up, you are quite aware that you are still fully naked with a vibrator inside of you; it’s not an easy thing to forget, especially when it gives little jolts of five to ten second vibrations every few minutes. As you are finishing making the bed, you see that the room is now much cleaner. You feel a little proud of a job well done, all to ensure Mark is happy when he returns. You head to the bathroom to quickly use the toilet, but just as you step in, it dawns on you that you still have the vibrator in. Surely when Mark said leave it in, he didn’t mean you had to if you had to pee? It will just be a second though, so you slowly remove the vibrator and set it on the sink. with it out, you notice that you kind of got used to it in you. You sit down and just as you start to pee you hear the faint beep and then a click. Then you hear the hotel door opening. You jump up and by instinct you quickly reach up and shut the bathroom door!
You hear my voice “Bella, what are you doing in there?”
Nervously you spurt out “Just cleaning up, out in a second.”
“Open the door, I want to see you.”
“One second.” you respond.
“No, now.” I say with a little force.
As you open the door, you see my eyes look right past you and directly at the vibrator still sitting on the counter top. “Why is that on the counter and not where it should be? Were my instructions not clear?”
“I just took it-” you start to reply.
“No.” I interrupt. “I said put it in and do. Not. Take. It. Out.”
“Yes, but-”
“No; no buts.” I say. “And it’s Sir when you’re talking to me!”
You can feel yourself shrinking. You thought you had been so good all afternoon, following every direction that I had laid out for you. Completing the note card task, staying naked, leaving the vibrator in for all but a couple seconds. But you can see that I am not happy.
“This IS what you want, isn’t it?” I ask. “You agreed to follow all of my rules. But then I walk in here and you are breaking the one rule I gave you. There is no point if you won’t follow what I say. Do you not want to play?”
You can see I feel let down. This is not what you wanted. “No! I want to play! I didn’t mean too- I just- I mean- I’m sorry Sir.”
“What are you sorry for?”
“I’m sorry I disobeyed you Sir.” and as you say it you feel a tear start to trickle down your cheek. This surprises even you. You knew it was fun to please me, but you didn’t realize you had actual emotion tied into it. You are actually emotional about letting me down.
I see that tear running down your cheek and motion for you to come closer. “Come here. It’s ok, I just thought you were more invested in this.” As you come in, I wrap my arms around you and you can feel yourself being embraced. You start to say something, but with your face now pressed against my shirt, it only comes out as a slight muffled sound, so you just remain quiet.
As I let go of you, you back up and regain your composure.
Pushing your shoulders back, head up, you say “Sir, I am sorry. I do want to obey you.”
“Good. Then let’s see if you completed the other task I left you.”
This excites you a little because you know you did complete this. With a small hop to your step, you follow me as I walk into the main room and over to the table. As we approach you look down at the purple velvet seat and see that it’s still not completely dry and wonder if I will notice. I reach down and pick up the envelope and pull out the three cards.
“Did you fill these out as I asked?”
“Yes sir, I did.” You say, slightly giddy.
I remove the cards from the envelope and place each of them face down on the table and say “Good. Choose one and read it to me.”
You lean forward and choose one of the cards at random.
“Now stand up straight and read it proudly,” I say.
“Yes sir.” You stand straight; shoulders back, chest out, and then look at the card. Your heart sinks a little, but you read with a full voice. “Public exposure/exhibitionism.”
You instantly feel your face flush! You also see a smile come across my face.
“Is that so?!” I say with a grin.
You then notice my head quickly turning to the window and almost as if in slow motion you see my arms reach over and throw open the sheer curtain. With lightening speed, both of your hands come together to cover your body. Though you are now looking at the window, you can feel me looking at you. You can sense the disapproval of how you instinctively covered yourself. All it takes is some direct eye contact from me and you ever so slowly move your arms back to your sides. Again, you feel exposed. But you also know that the likelihood of someone seeing you is low. You aren’t super close to the window, and you are 10 stories up. Thinking about this relaxes you a little.
“How does that feel?” I ask. “You know, if someone happened to be looking up here from down that street over there, they might be able to see you. It could be anyone. Does that turn you on?”
“Yah, a little I guess.”
“Just a little? Hmm… Well odds are no one can really see you anyways.” You see me thinking a moment and I say, “So you disobeyed me earlier with the vibrator, are you going to disobey me with my next order?”
Very nervously you reply “No, Sir. I will obey…” Even you can hear the timidness in your voice though.
“I’ve been gone a little while. I just want to make sure you remember our safe word, you remember right?” I ask.
Its ‘paperclip’ you remember “Yes, Sir.”
“Good” I say. “Like I said, no one is likely to see you as you are standing so far from that window…so get closer.”
You decide not to answer and just take a step closer.
“Good, but closer.”
You take another step closer. You are probably two arms lengths away from the full height, curtainless window now.
“Better, but someone would have to really get lucky to notice you from there. I want you to feel exposed. Make me happy and get closer.”
You take a couple steps this time, really trying to please me and make up for the vibrator incident. You are just about an arms length away now. You start to feel even more exposed! While still looking forward, you can see me out of the corner of your eye, but you see me shaking my head.
“Is that all the closer you will get for me? Show me how sorry you are for earlier and get as close as you are willing.”
You really don’t want to disappoint me again so you take a small step closer to the window. You could touch the window with your arm stretched out. You feel the sun right on you, the warmth all over your bare skin. Then you feel my hand on the small of your back. It’s only a slight pressure, but you can feel it pushing you forward. You could stay in place if you wanted, but you feel your body stepping forward. Half a step, another, and another, then your toe touches the window. You cannot go any further. You are face to face with the window. There is nothing between your naked body and everyone below but a clear piece of glass. You look down at everyone moving about below you. You know that anyone looking up in this direction at this moment would see you. They might not be able to make out who you are, but they would surely see a naked girl standing at the window.
You are still looking downwards when you feel my hand touch the back of your head. You feel me lightly tilting your head up and to the right. That’s when you see it! You see the hotel just to the right. How did you not notice this before, you think! You can see every detail of the many rooms that are at eye level. And if you can see… they can see… and then you see the people. You can see three different people standing at three different windows looking right at you. You can see their faces clearly, and know they can see yours.
You feel my hand now grabbing your elbow. “Wave,” you hear me say. You feel me helping you out by moving your arm back and forth. And yes… all three of people that are looking right at you, wave back.
I step back and you hear me moving a chair. “Turn around.”
As you turn around you notice that you are smiling.
“Now how do you feel?” I ask while standing in front of you?
“Actually… kind of great,” you reply with a grin on your face. Knowing now it is your backside and ass that is the object on display.
“You really do like a little exhibitionism, don’t you!”
“Yes sir, but I have never before…”
“Well I am sure they all enjoyed the show, don’t you?”
“I hope so Sir.”
“Great, well you have done well. I think you have almost made up of your earlier indiscretion.”
“Almost?” you ask.
As I sit down in the chair, which is now facing yourself and the window, I say “Yes, almost. I am still not satisfied you understand the consequences of disobedience. You disobeyed me and this deserves a little more of a punishment than standing naked at a window. You need to know you made a mistake and it was not okay. then learn from your mistake. So come over here and bend over my knees. You’re going to get a spanking.”
A SPANKING you think!? Looking at me you can see that I am not joking around and that I am dead serious. As you are standing there hesitating, your mind is swirling. You don’t want a spanking, that’s ridiculous. You haven’t received a spanking since you were a little kid. Do you say Paperclip and just end this? You have definitely had fun, but a spanking?! …But on the other had, this past 24 hours has been amazing! Its been thrilling and its been something you have always fantasized about. Thinking about both choices, you know the answer is clear… you want this! This isn’t over yet, you want the experience to continue. You know you made a mistake and if a spanking is your punishment, then so be it!
You take a step towards me, lean over, and let your weight balance over my legs. Your feet are off the ground, your head is inches from the carpet looking back, and your ass is now pointing up for all to see. You cant recall ever feeling more vulnerable then you are in this posistion at this moment.
You feel my left hand gently touch your hairline as your hair falls forward. My hand moves to your neck and then softly across to caress your back. A second later you feel the touch of my right had softly grip your ass. That hand quickly pulls away and then TWACK!, my hand slaps your ass cheek WAY harder than you expected. The sting and pain is instant! Just as you reactively grab onto my leg, TWACK, another spank sends a second surge of pain though you cheeks. This is no play spanking, this hurts!
Three spanks, four spanks, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Your ass is burning with pain. Trying to stay silent, you can feel tears forming in the corners of your eyes and running up your face. When I said spanking you were thinking embarrassment, but this is way more painful than embarrassing. You notice there is a pause, and you are hoping it is over.
“How do you feel?” I ask.
“I’m sorry Sir. I really am.” you say, which comes out as a whimper.
With my hand now lightly resting on you warm ass cheeks I say, “Yes, I think you have learned your lesson. But lets just make sure, is that ok? I think five more should do it.”
Just as I finish saying that you feel five more hard, loud, and panful slaps, all in quick succession. “Okay, I think that’s good. It’s all over. Now stand on up.” I say.
As you stand your hands reach back and touch your cheeks. They are on fire. You can feel the heat and pain. The coolness of you hands offer the tiniest of relief.
“Go grab your phone and unlock it. I want to take a picture of your ass so that you can see your bight red cheeks.”
Without hesitation, you do as you’re told, grab your phone, unlock it, and hand it to me.
“Now turn around and bend over. Lets get you a good photo so you can remember this. It will remind you that you need to follow directions when their given.”
I snap the photo and then show it to you. You can see your ass is scarlet red. The left cheek even has a slight handprint on it. I give you your phone back, and as you turn the screen off, you also reach up and wipe away the tears still on your face. You look back up to me I say in a pretty cheery voice “wow, today has been a good day, don’t you think?! I am done with all my meetings for the day. How about you go wipe your face, and lets jump in that bed and you can pick out a movie to watch.
Not quite sure what to think of my attitude change, but thinking that does sounds like a good plan, you just nod and head to the bathroom to clean up. After wiping your teary face with a clean cold towel, you come back in the room feeling a little refreshed and see I have taken off my work clothes and am already under the covers. You join me under the covers and feel me pull you in close. As you pick something to watch you feel me wrap you into a tight, comforting, cuddle and give you a light kiss on your forehead.
Though your ass is still tingling, you think how nice this moment feels. Not long into the movie you see I have drifted to sleep. Still in my arms, you switch the TV off and close your eyes too.
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(I hope you enjoyed this Part 3 of the story! Bella’s Adventure is sure to continue, so keep an eye out for part 4 at a later date!
Please leave me feedback. The replies and messages from the first two parts have been great to read and helpful in writing, so keep them coming!
I love the ideas people sent me for Bella after Part 2! If you were Mark, what would you have planned for her next?!
Also, thanks to the reddit friend that did a little editing this time around! Hopefully my writing is a little closer to readable to everyone out there!)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/l1pdns/part_3_bellas_adventure_a_task_a_window_and_a
Goddamn I love this storyline! I know you just posted but already can’t wait for part 4!