On the walk back to his room, he didn’t see anyone in the hallway. He opened his door, went inside and exhaled. So many emotions were running through him right now. He was filled with shame over all of the events that just took place and the situation he had put himself in, fear over what could happen if that video ever found it’s way to his personal social media and lastly he was somewhat aroused by the thought of having given up all control of his life. As he slid under the tightly pulled covers of the hotel bed, his head was absolutely spinning.
Her on the other hand was in a completely different headspace. She laid in bed with her phone buzzed from the alcohol and endorphins replaying that look of complete fear that washed over his face on more than one occasion. She had even captured it on video, but there was no substitute for seeing it in person. In her scrolling of Instagram, she even uncovered his fake account which she’d so much light on his desires, and after a few minutes looking through his likes, she was reassured that she couldn’t have picked a better victim.
She wanted to get some sleep because she did have a busy day tomorrow, but she also wanted to make sure she crafted the perfect morning message for her victim to be greeted by.
Good Morning Joe,
I hope that you got some sleep last night, but also had a chance to reflect on how we arrived at our current situation. I suggest you read this message very carefully as I expect it followed to the letter.
First, I want you to go through your normal morning routine. Shower, shave and do all of those other things you do to prep for the day. When you’re finished, take the laundry bag from the closet, and pack your outfit for the day in there. Jeans, shirt, socks, shoes. Notice I didn’t say underwear, we’re not wearing those any longer; I like the way your new accessory rubs against the front of your jeans.
Next, you’re going to take your bag, put on a robe and go to the front desk. You’re going to ask for an extra key card and you’re going to extend your stay through the weekend. Then you’re going to come to my room – 1525 if you need a reminder.
When the door closes behind you, your entire life will change forever, and further instructions will follow.
If you understand this message, simply reply “Yes Mistress.”
Yours Truly,
Goddess Erin
With that, she put her phone on the nightstand, pulled up the covers and slid her hand down the front of the leather joggers she was still wearing. She replayed everything in her head as she gently rubbed her wet cunt. She drifted off to sleep, fulfilled with a satisfied feeling.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wlvmq3/the_business_trip_part_3_bdsm_femdom_humiliation