A few months after I had met Chad at the work convention, he contacted me out of the blue and told me he would be in my neighborhood in a few days. He asked if I wanted to come visit him in his hotel room when I was free. I agreed.
The 24 hours I had enjoyed with him had taken me to new places in terms of pleasure… and it was fun to be dominated in the way he had taken total possession of my body and me.
He arranged for me to come up to his hotel room in the early evening his second night there. I did not bring much with me… I doubted he had a planned excursion for us. I knocked on his hotel room door and waited a moment before he pulled open the door and stepped aside to let me in. He followed me into the main part of his room. When I saw the king size bed, I stopped walking. He wrapped his arms around the front of me and rubbed his face into my hair. I felt his breath on my neck as he whispered to me, “Is there a problem?”
I shook my head as I took in the scene on the bed. There were handcuffs and ropes. There were a few whips and chains as well.
“I thought we could start slow… I know you don’t have much experience with this kind of thing.” He led me towards the bed and sat me down. He explained what we were going to do and asked what I was comfortable with at this time. We ran through what was going to happen to me… and what I needed to do if I needed to stop. He was so explicit in what would happen, I felt my body flush and my panties soaked with my excitement. He guided me into a position with me on my back and my arms above my head. He took a satin scarf and tied my hands together. He secured my bound hands to the headboard with some rope. Then he wrapped more rope around each of my ankles and pulled it tight before securing the end of the rope to the end of the bed. My body formed a Y shape.
He then began slowly exploring every inch of my body. He ran his tongue along the curves of my legs and then moved onto my torso. He pushed the fabric of my dress up, so it was scrunched up under my neck, leaving my body exposed save for what I was wearing as underwear. He pulled down the cup of my bra on one side and took my breast into his mouth. As he flicked his tongue over the nipple, I moaned loudly. He stopped suddenly and leaned up to place his finger over my lips in the gesture for silence. I nodded my understanding, but he leaned over the side of the bed and pulled out a piece of fabric that he tied around my head to act as a gag. Then he continued his possession of my every inch. I continued to moan but the gag in my mouth worked to muffle the sounds. He stopped at one point and pulled the gag back off my face. Before I could take a deep breath, he plunged his dick into my mouth and started moving back and forth in my mouth. It was so deep into my mouth I could feel it hitting the back of my throat and I had to work not to gag. He buried his fingers in my hair as he used his hold to guide his dick deeper into my throat. He pulled out suddenly and shot his load all over my face. Then he replaced the gag over my mouth.
He reached down and cut the ropes that had bound my feet into position. He then tied my feet together like my hands were bound. He flipped me onto my stomach before pulling my hips up. He placed a pillow under my hips which left my ass up in the air. Pulling down my panties, my ass was exposed to him. He gripped my hips as he positioned himself behind me. I felt the tip of his dick at my entrance. He spat on his dick and used it to lubricate himself. Then in one hard stroke he thrust into me: deep. I cried out but it was muffled by the gag. He thrust into me, hard, over, and over, the sound of his balls slapping my ass filled the room. I cried out into my gag, but he never slowed or changed his rhythm,
That night was a very long night for both of us. The next day I had trouble walking back home so I had to take a taxi.
Whenever Chad was in town though, I always visited with him. He even came up to my current small-town home… That is also a very good story.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qvdjln/a_sort_of_one_night_stand_at_a_work_convention_fm
This was a very good story.
Let’s see the story about his small town visit.
Do you still like being restrained during sex?