Bijou – Femme Fatale (Femdom Stories) Chapter 1: Hotel Hell

It was a Friday evening and Bijou was heading to a hotel. After a difficult week, she really needed a good rest and decided to go to a neighbouring city and rest all by herself, alone. She checked in at the hotel and was extremely dissapointed with the room. It was so much smaller than the pictures showed it on the website, the room was barely tidy and had no features that she was promised. She took a deep breath, took off her tight dress and sat on the side of the bed. She was wearing a black shirt, underwear and high black heels. Without the dress, her long, shapely, beautiful legs were on a perfect display. They were well trained from the years of practicing, as Bijou is a ballerina. Heels made her legs look even more perfect. There was a telephone on the side of the bed. Bijou dialed room service and told them everything that was wrong with the room:

‘I was told this was a four star hotel… I come here and see a two star dump. I actually wanna talk to your manager’ she informed the room service.

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The day was a complete whirlwind. Her driver came by and picked them up and then there were stops at the bank where they set up a joint account, a lunch date where they chatted like they were old friends, some shopping for some very sexy clothes, and now they were in front of a place called Southernmost Tattoo.

“I want to have you marked,” she purred as she lifted the bottom of his t-shirt and rubbed her hand on his waistline. “I have figured out the perfect symbol as a starter – you know, before I personally add my mark to your ass.”

She took out a picture of ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics and showed it to him.

“It means ‘slave,’” she said as she placed her open hand right below his hip. “And this is where it’s going.”

They walked inside where she talked with a female tattoo artist. The two seemed to know each other pretty well. Finally, she motioned for him to leave the waiting area and join them. She explained to him they would be using the private room in the back.

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This heats got me going all sorts of crazy. Late one afternoon, after a hot day of working and sweating in the sun. Walk through my front door “god it’s even hotter in here” make my way to the bathroom undress myself and run a cold shower. freshen me up in the shower the cold water waking me up instantly as it runs down my body as I start to clean I found myself playing with myself, rubbing and stroking my cock running my hands over my cheeks fingers sliding over my hole. I relax and get out the warm sunshine shining on my naked water body felt nice as I dry myself off. Walking into my room too hot to put any clothes on I switched the AC on and lay in front of the bed. My legs spend with the AC blowing my balls and arse.

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She towered above me, her hair shading my face like curtains and her hands grabbing ahold of each of my cheeks, pulling me into her soft kiss. We locked eyes, and I could see what she was planning in her head. Her gaze was humbling, to say the least. When she looked at me, my place and purpose in life became crystal clear. I was hers to use, and she was mine to follow. She laid me down, and my heart began to race with anticipation of what was next to come.

She always had to tease me first because, well, trained pets have to show restraint before they get treated. Mental games of how long I could wait had become a regular occurrence in our play, but this time she didn’t make me wait long. I think she was almost as eager as I was, but I would never dare say that to her. She watched my face intently as she slid her hands up and down her body, highlighting her curves. Her fingers playfully tugged on the bands of her sheer lingerie. Little by little, her panties were pulled down to reveal a soft, plump mound. I wanted nothing more than to press my face against her then, but I held back patiently. Her delicate fingers danced along her nipples, getting them firm. I watched goosebumps appear on her breasts from the cool air and thought to myself about how I could warm her up if she would just let me touch her.

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After I had cleaned up from the whole thing, I had this feeling of inner peace but also anger. What a fucking piece of shit he was! And why did it make my pussy so fucking wet knowing he had full control over me?!
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After we had lunch, madam Margaret’s lessons were being set up. There we’re chairs placed in pairs, sat up in front of a sort of podium where she would stand. My boyfriend and I went, and sat down on a pair of chairs.
Soon all of the chairs were filled with both couples who came here together as well as some who had just met here, and wanted to go to the lesson.

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As his tongue alternated between flicking her clit and licking her all over, she stared down at him. There were so many nights she had thought about this, and she was about to make the most of it; but she also knew that this wasn’t about the short game, there was something much larger in play.

“My little slut knows really how to service a cunt, I’m impressed,” she purred as she pushed him away. “We have too much to do today to just sit around here and fuck.”

She stood up and motioned for him to follow her. As he stood up, she turned to him with a cold stare. He instinctively dropped to his knees and crawled behind her on all fours – she was impressed in her ability to already command him without saying a word.

“I had my friend go back to your room and grab some clothes last night, but there are a few other things we need to take care of first,” she said to him as they passed into her bedroom. “I know you, I know what makes you tick, and I know that I need to have you locked up at all times.”

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The floor did not make for a completely comfortable night sleep, although he did notice the temperature was near perfect. Perfect enough that he was able to get a few good hours in. All night his head had been filled with thoughts of what had just happened, as well as dreams of the future, and what it held. He couldn’t help but be amazed with how much his situation had changed in just a few hours. He also couldn’t help but think how amazed he was about the level of thought and detail that went into her planning to pull this off – it was truly impressive.
He opened his eyes to find a perfect food near his face on the floor. “Greet your Mistress,” was all she said, and instinctively, he knew exactly what to do. He gently kissed her soft foot, not missing a spot before slowly moving on to her ankle and up her leg. He flashed back to her sitting on a couch reprimanding him for moving too quickly when they were once together, so he made sure to take his time.
She looked down and saw exactly the effect that this morning routine was having on her new toy and, being in a somewhat playful mood, decided to play along.
“My pussy is dripping a bit, would you mind moving up a little higher and cleaning that up,” she knew exactly the range of emotions those words would stir up inside him. “C’mon, what are you waiting for?”
She knew that the opportunity to taste her juices was something at which he would normally jump, but she also knew the humiliation of last night would still be playing on his mind – she knew exactly how the mind of a submissive male worked. As his tongue slid up her inner thigh, his cock grew exponentially, and she took note.
“Ah, so being a little cleaning bitch turns you on,” she said the words as she reached forward and wrapped her hand around his swollen shaft. “It’s actually bigger than I remember. I guess we’ll have to see what a month in a cage does to it.”
She let go of her grip and leaned back, pushing her swollen clit towards her servant.

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He flashed back and recalled that discussion clearly. It all started around the discussion that she felt it was proper to brand her property with her mark. He froze with fear. When they discussed the contract, branding was a part of it.

“Wait, Megan,” he barely finished her name before he was met with another sharp slap.

“I know you’re not dumb Joe, so you’re very forgetful,” the way she used his name made it feel like more than just play. “It is Miss Megan. It is always Miss Megan, but for now, you’re done talking, you need to just listen.”

She forced a penis gag in his mouth and locked it behind his head. She couldn’t help but admire her work. There was a time, not too long ago, where this was never even a thought, but she was tired of sitting on the sidelines and watching life go by – she decided to take her biggest risk in more than 20 years, and right now, it felt like it was paying off.

“So the contract,” she started again. “If you can just sign here, we can get going.”

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It wasn’t the first time he’d gone down this path, but this time felt different. It started as a way to play to his submissive tendencies online, but it had never gone this far.

It all started just a few weeks ago when he started logging back in to his Fetlife account. It had sat dormant for more than two years while he tried to tamp down all of his submissive desires during the Covid-19 Pandemic. Overnight, he went from seeing his Domme on a regular basis to that one-hour commute to the city being a journey that became impossible. Life truly got in the way for a long time, but recently, the path became remarkably clear.

In March, his divorce was finalized. It was better for both parties, and a long time coming, but all of the stress of the process had taken its toll on him. In his head, he was mentally ready to move on from the past 13 years. One month after the divorce, his luck seemed to be getting even better as the company he had joined only a year before was acquired by its top competitor triggering an automatic buyout of all of the shares he’d gotten when he signed on. It was made even better that due to the timing, none of that income could be part of his divorce settlement. For the first time in his life, he was left with absolutely no commitments to anyone, and enough of a financial cushion to just take a step back and relax.

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She presses my face against her pussy as she hits her first orgasm holding me there until I start to struggle from the lack of air. As she lets me go I breath deeply then go back to sucking your pussy again. “You may use your fingers slave” she says her hand resting on my head. I lift my hand still sucking at your clit sliding two of my fingers into your soaking pussy and reaching for your g spot making a come hither motion against it. I continue to pull at your g spot as my tongue dances on your clit drawing moans from your throat as I continue to pleasure you.

My fingers start to draw circles on your g spot as I suck and lick your clit bringing you closer to your next orgasm. You grip my hair hard again and force my face into your pussy again as you breakthrough your second orgasm my fingers working circles faster on your g spot keeping you riding your orgasm. You pull me off your pussy moaning “I’m gonna squirt open your mouth”. She keeps hold of my hair and starts to rub her clit hard as I open my mouth. She screams in pleasure as she starts to squirt coating my face and filling my mouth as the orgasm rips through her squirting over and over til I’m dripping in her juices. I swallow what landed in my mouth. “Thank you mistress.” She smiles then falls back on the sofa, “you can stay there like that for now I like seeing you kneel there like a used toy.”