Hotel Mysterious

Chapter 3: Good Vibrations

I fell asleep and I slept for a long time. It had been late when she left and judging by the light coming through the blinds, day was well advanced. I got up and stretched a bit. Hey, what about food? I got up and looked around. I found nothing but a note that said, "look outside, after 10am." Well, that's going to be interesting with only women's clothes! I checked the alarm clock by the bed and it was after 10, so I went to the door and looked through the peep hole. Nothing seemed to be going on. I went to the main window and pulled back the drape just enough to sneak a look Again, no one around. So, hiding behind the door, I opened it a crack and looked out. No one. Looking down I saw a paper bag on the door mat. Crouching down, and taking another look around, I quickly opened the door reached a hand out and pulled the bag in shutting the door quickly.

It turned out to contain a sandwich and chips and some bottled water, all of which I gratefully consumed. I had taken care of this, stretched, and was about ready to check out TV when I heard a key in the door and scrambled back to the bed, ready to pull the covers over me if this was the maid.

A young wisp of a girl entered, maybe 21 or 22, very petite, almost the opposite of the sturdy dom that had fucked me last night. "Hi," she said, "I'm Mistress Gail. Go ahead and take off your clothes."

Well, and good morning to you as well I thought, but I did as I was told. The Mistress put down on the dresser a designer bag she had carried in with her and began rummaging in it. Over her shoulder she called out, "fold that lingerie nicely and put it on the chair, then lie down on your back on the bed and spread your arms and legs out." Again, it goes without saying, I did as I was told.

Spread-eagled on the bed, I awaited the next round of this adventure. She came over to me, smiling. "So far, I hear you're being a good boy and having fun. I think you'll enjoy, in a sort of frustrating way, this next episode. Raise your head up and you might want to close your eyes." As she said that I noticed the blindfold she was holding in her hand. Ah nuts, she was pretty, I'd like to look at her. She fashioned the blindfold over my head and pushed my head back down on the bed.

She went back to her bag, I could hear, and came back. Placing some cuff on my left arm, she pulled it out just a bit and secured it to some part of the bed. She walked around and did my other arm out as well to the corresponding side. In a minute I felt cuffs slipped around my ankles and soon I was blindfolded, naked, and bound spread eagle to the bed. Worst part of this position is that as you get hard you have nothing to rub your cock against or into. And I was rising up to the sky.

I heard her do something at the edge of the room. Later I figured out that, safe from my prying eyes, she'd stripped off. She came towards me and felt the bed move as she scrambled on to it. She straddled my chest and it is one of the great feelings to have a woman's legs over you and her weight on you chest like that. She was light and lean and her weight was easy to take.

"Oh, look at this," I heard her say. "We will have to get this under control." I felt something go around and over my cock. "We'll keep things under control, but you will have fun." She squirmed a bit, which felt good, and her actions with my cock were causing me to move a bit. She squeezed her legs against my sides, which was even better. I could hear buckles and felt things gripping my cock. It mush have been some kind of harness. I felt something wrap around the base of my shaft, something else around the base of the balls and then something separate the balls. The whole shaft was been enclosed in something and whatever harness it was it felt nice and tight. She let go and my cock flopped down under the weight of the harness.

"Just a few more things," she cooed. I felt a strap going around each thigh in turn and it must have been clipped to the cock harness because once those straps were latched in good, I couldn't raise my dick up at all. She got off the bed and went back to her bag. Was there more? I guess so, she came back and jumped back up on top of me. I felt her push something against the cock harness, first on the left and then on the right side. They added weight to the contraption. "OK, here we go." And it started buzzing. I guess there were vibrators in the harness because my cock started moving to the beat, so to speak.

Whoever thinks that vibrators only work on women has obviously never tried on himself, because they do have an effect. I was bouncing around within the limits of my spread-eagle bondage. Suddenly the vibration stopped. I took a deep breath. Again she got off, but only, I guess to turn around facing me before she plopped back down on top of me. This time she leaned toward my face and I could feel some sort of harness going over my face and being buckled on. It was heaver than a normal harness though and moved around some as it was fastened on. Then she turned around, yet again and said, "double your pleasure, double your fun…."

The vibrator was turned on and then I figured out what the face harness was about because she began lowering herself on my face. It must have been a dildo gag and she was slowly inserting it in her. Once she got her self situated, she began to move up and down, thrusting herself in and out on the dildo right at my face. In the meantime, the vibrator was buzzing away and she was playing with my cock. I felt as close to a "double penetration" as a guy can get. Make no mistake, getting 'face fucked' with this dildo gag was like being raped up the ass and just as invasive. Her legs were around my head, I could smell her mixed with the leather and once she got going she was pounding me pretty good. The vibrator would attract my attention from time to time, but most of my awareness was that above my blindfolded eyes there was this pussy going up and down on a shaft and feeding the force of that into my face. It was like I was a cock going in and out, being aware of nothing but the inside of a pussy, feeling nothing at all except that spot inside a woman's thighs that all of us guys are tying to get to.

But just when this was getting to me, the vibrator changed. She had some complicated controls on it and then I remembered that it had seemed that she had put two vibrators into the harness because I was getting two rhythms at once, a fast one and a much slower one. It was now like that a hand was stroking my cock while an ordinary vibrator went to work and the feeling got more intense.

I was pulling at the bonds, writhing on the bed, moving as much as I could, up and down while she bounced up and down on my face. I heard her making those great noises women do, rising up to an "oh, God, oh God" ripped from her. She bounced up and down a few more times, came down with a teeth rattling bang on me and just went crazy above me. "FUCK!" I heard her say and after a few seconds of twisting, she pulled herself off me and flopped on the bed next to me. I could dimly hear her heavy breathing. Gee, lady, did ya come?

I wasn't doing too badly either for she grabbed my cock, the vibrators dug in and in a few seconds I could feel myself rising towards the climax. It is hard to come this way, and it certainly feels different then when I'm pounding away on a woman. I always feel like the orgasm isn't sure until it arrives. This one arrived and I bucked into the air while her hand continued to grip my cock. Eventually I was spent and slumped back on the bed, exhausted.

"Oh, baby, it was good for me." She laughed. "Now just relax, I know you'll stiffen up here." She bounced off the bed and she undid my right arm from it's outstretched position and brought it around and down by my side. "Don't move," she commanded. She went around and got my left arm unhooked and also brought it down in front of me. Each still had a wrist cuff on them and soon she clipped a short strap between them and I could hear locks snapping shut.

"OK, move your arms." I did and soon figured out that my wrists were attached by a strap a couple of inches longer than a standard handcuff length. I could move my hands, move them both together, but not separate them by much.

"All rightee, now for the legs." She did basically the same thing to my ankles, also bringing them together on a short lead.

"Flex a bit, but don't touch the blindfold." I did and I heard her put clothes back on. "OK, undo your head harness stuff." I did, removing the dildo gag, still slippery with her juices and then the blindfold. She stood there in front of me, hands on hips, wearing a bra and some cutoff jeans. A goddess.

"You notice we haven't done anything with the vibrator and cock harness." I looked down at the massive leather contraption that held my cock and two vibrators.

"It was quite entertaining," I said.

"And it gets better, or at least it gets longer. Not your cock, your wonderful suffering." I looked at her, wondering what she meant. She pushed a button on a little device that I had not noticed her carrying until now. The vibrator started back up.

"Wonderful technology you male nerds come up with. Wireless. Made this guy make this for me under threat of torture. That is, I threatened not to torture him unless he did it. Ha, ha. He was into pain, but I hear you're just into sex with women." She pushed another button and something bit into my cock, making me jump. "Little bit of a TENS unit in there, but not as powerful. That comes later." I just looked questions at her.

"OK, here's the deal. We aren't exactly afternoon people, us doms. So we had to figure out a way to keep you amused and ready for us until the night time comes around again. So this little device. It has quite a range and quite a bit of complex computer programming in it. It vibrates, it changes how it vibrates just when you're getting numb. It can stop just before you come or drive you to orgasm after orgasm. And it knows when you guys are ready to start up again. Drive you totally nuts. You can't unlock it, and the end is open just a bit so you can clean yourself up and take a leak. Personally, I think every guy should just get one of these installed when they turn 18. Solve so many problems."

"Ah, how long you thinking of?" The afternoon hours, was I going to ware this torturer for hours?

"Just long enough. Now I've got to run along. If I get to the bank before three, just before three, I can stay after closing, spank the bank manger and get a percentage point off my car loan. Spiffy." She'd been packing up while she said this, and the last was said with her hand on the doorknob. Then she opened it and left.

I looked down at my encased member. Not really sure what the next hours were going to bring.

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