She wasn’t going to make me wait this time. After another failed booty call – she sent a last-minute text to me when I was on a date with my wife – my new little fucktoy was a smart enough girl to book a hotel room near me and give me a couple days advance notice.
I made a quick little stop by a drugstore to pick up some essentials – condoms, rope, scissors, and a surprise. It’s always fun to see a clerk slowly piece together what I was about to do with my night.
But I doubt that clerk had any guesses what was behind a hotel room door – a model in a pair of frilled panties and a smile, waiting for Daddy to make her cum.
She tried to stay out of view from the hall. As soon as the door was cracked open, she was already running towards the bed. I had to grin – her butt in motion was fun to watch. The Sadist in me wanted to leave the door open wide as I made her moan, to force to her confront her fears of exhibitionism. But that was one of the kinks clearly off the table in our power exchange, so I locked the door and walked after her.