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We’d always played D/s games and today was going to be such a game. I had gone to the office as normal and Daisy, as usual worked from home. These things always took a little planning and I had already been in touch with a couple of willing gentlemen from a popular website. The room had been booked for lunch time, our favourite posh hotel, and all was set for the games to begin. We’d played this game before only this time I was going to take it a step further, and Daisy would do as she was told, she’s such a good girl and tries hard to please.
In my alter ego of “Dylan” I text her trembling slightly, texting my demur and innocents wife’s own alter ego “Daisy”. Hating the modern text speak I type it out carefully: “Daisy my SLUT, I have need of you today! Fasten your collar. Dress like a slut. Clamp your pussy and weight it. Text me when you get to THE hotel car park”, a few seconds later I receive a simple “YES Master”
I leave the office, explaining to my staff of a meeting I had to attend, I’m sure they can see me trembling as I so often do with mounting excitement knowing of the events about to take place. I check in quickly at the hotel, it’s always a little embarrassing asking for the room to be ready by 12, I always seem to be given a knowing look by the girl on reception. I check the room and place a few carefully chosen toys about the room, hidden but for use later, under the mattress I place the straps fed through carefully and hidden. Drawing the curtains and lowering the lights, satisfied with my work I go back down stairs to wait for the text from her.
Settling into the high backed leather chair in the corner of the plush room I check the rest of my plan is working. The bar is still relatively empty but thank fully a well-dressed man is sitting at the bar as arranged, I recognise him from a picture he sent and nod in his direction receiving a nod and a smile back. Looking around again to my left I spot my other contact, our eyes meet with a nod. The scene is set, the plans made and the game can start.
My phone buzzes, she’s here, I text back; “Are you clamped and weighted Daisy? …. Is your pussy wet?” A few seconds later I receive the familiar “YES Master”. I write in reply “Walk in, pause at the bars entrance for exactly 20 seconds, with your legs slightly apart. Then take a seat directly opposite the main bar”. She walks in as instructed, a transformation, she has on her wig, her long flowing hair now a stylish shorter auburn cut, expertly applied makeup with red lip stick. Her slight, leather collar delicate on her neck. Long legs encased in sheer nylon topped with a very short skirt. A crisp white shirt unbuttoned one too much, allowing the room to see her cleavage and the top of her red lacy bra. She stands there and spots me in the corner and smiles in her irresistible way, she adjusts her legs slightly wider and stands with her hands loosely at her side, I know she’s counting to 20. I take her in, my Slut Daisy, she looks so very sexy, I’m still trembling, feeling myself hard at the sight of her, my eyes move to her skirt hem, and I can see the weight, bobbing about a cm below the hem line. I imagine her pussy lips are stretching, the weight pulling down on her labia; I know it’s uncomfortable but I also know how it makes her pussy feel.
As instructed she walks sexily across the room, my eyes focusing on the weight between her legs, I see my two contacts looking at her, a number of other businessmen are now coming into the room for lunch, I wonder if anyone else has spotted the weight and doubt they had, her eyes and breasts too much to look away from for most men in such a short time. She takes a seat and sits down quietly, if not a little nervously, her legs crossed and her hands gently resting in her lap. She looks over to me and I smile.
As arranged via emails the gentleman to my left rises, a tall fellow, about 6’ athletic, dressed in a smart suit with a blazen red tie, clean shaven with a mop of hair rises and walks over to Daisy, introduces himself and offers to buy her a drink. She shoots a glance to me and I nod and smile at her. She accepts the drink and he goes to the bar without asking her what she wants. My second contact is sitting directly opposite her, equally smart and business like in his attire, slightly heavier set of rugby player proportions; I can see him lustily admiring her. I text her again; “The man opposite slut. Grey suit, Blue tie …. Show him yourself”. She reads her phone and shoots a sideways glance to me, again I nod and smile. I see her shift uncomfortably and notice her eyes locks with his. Her hand moves to the centre buttons of her shirt and another is undone discreetly, her hand furtively travels over her breasts and settles again on her lap. I can see her checking whether anyone else is looking and then she opens her legs slightly. I lock my gaze on the man’s face, as I know what he’s about to see, I chuckle to myself as he looks visibly shocked and rocks back on his stool, the site of her pussy clamped and spread, the image now burned into his mind. He quickly recovers but I can see his eyes shining, his skin flushed slightly. I look over to Daisy and see she is also flushed, I know what this is doing to her pussy and imagine how wet it is getting, knowing her it’s now starting to drip, I look over to her again, sideways on I can see her breathing has quickened, her breasts straining against her tight shirt, erect nipples now extending the material.
The gentleman with the mop of hair returns with her champagne, I had already explained she was a girl of expensive tastes; she smiles up at him, her eyes excited. He sits down and engages her in conversation, from several emails I had found him to be very humorous and knew he would entertain her well, chatting her up and relaxing her, he leant into her one arm behind and one on her thigh, he knew the game we were playing and encouraged her to open her legs a little for the man opposite to see. I was enjoying watching on, seeing the men mesmerised by my slut, knowing how wet she was, knowing that we would all be sharing her. The bar was getting busier now and harder to flash as several had now noticed. I texted the man sat with her; “It’s time. Room 103”. He takes her by the hand and rises, guiding her to the foyer that connects the rooms of the hotel, I know she is looking in my direction for approval but I pretend not to notice her. As she passes me I look over to her, walking hand in hand with the man, her bottom swaying, I can see the weight still, I’m sure it’s lower imagining her lips have stretched more.
I stand and the man at the bar joins me, a smile exchanged between us, we walk a safe distance behind the couple knowing they are heading for the lifts, we dart to the right together and run the stairs to the rooms floor and get there before my Daisy and her escort. We hear muffled voices approach, then a giggle from her; we hear the card being swiped across the lock and see the door open. She looks shocked at seeing us, her eyes dart to mine, looking for approval, the approval she sought downstairs. I grin at her. I pull her to me and kiss her hard on the lips; “enjoying yourself Slut?” I ask, she smiles up at me and then looks down “Yes Master” she whispers. I smile and nudge her foot indicating her to open her legs wider, my hand travels down her body and reaches to the hem, feeling the weight dangling, I lift it taking the strain off her pussy lips. One man reaches down and lifts her skirt rubbing her delectable bottom; the other man’s hand comes round to the front and unbuttons her shirt. Both are nuzzling her neck while I kiss her once again, my tongue thrusting into her mouth, she sighs into me, champagne still on her breath. Her breasts are released, nipples hard and pinched gently, my palms pushes up against her lips my thumb at her clit, delighting in how sopping she is. I feel someone’s fingers curl round under her bottom and enter her pussy as she groans into my mouth.
She’s cuffed at her ankles and wrists and taken over to the bed, straps that were placed earlier are attached with a D ring to the cuffs and pulled tight spreading her arms wide, the ones at her legs are tightened to ensure her knees are bent and her pussy exposed. The clamps are removed, and the room hears her yelp as the pressure is released, a momentarily sting. Her lips fall open, spread and swollen with her excitement. All three of us look down at her, our cocks throbbing; she’s tied un-able to move, ready, for our use, we can all see her pussy leaking her juices, her body trembling in anticipation of what she knows is about to happen, I hear her whisper “fuck me, treat me like a slut”. My Daisy is a true slut. We undress quickly, then, take it in turns to fuck her pussy, one of us is always in her mouth, always in her swollen hole, the third of us playing with her clit while she holds the cock, as each of us gets close to coming we stop and move positions, taking equal turns in her mouth and pussy, resting slightly and regaining composure as we move to the clit tickling position with our cock gently wanked in her hand as she sucks and fucks.
All the time she’s forbidden to come, she shouts out as her crescendo raises, her desperation higher with each thrust into her from whoever is in her dripping pussy, desperate to come. Relenting we untie her. “You want a break Slut” I ask as she lies on the bed, legs still apart panting from her fucking, her pussy still oozing her juices. A simple and whispered “Yessss” is all she said.
Now Daisy has a talent that I am proud of and I now want to show it off. I take her from the bed and grin telling her she can have her rest from fucking. I push her down to her knees. Like a good slut without resistance she looks up at us as we gather round her, her eyes shining bright, cheeks red, her freckles showing through. She gently takes hold of the cocks either side of me wanking then slowly with her long slim fingers. A sly smile across her lips as her mouth draws closer to my cock, eager to show off her talent to the two men. She takes my cock into her open mouth, then deeper, deeper, she takes the full length, I feel her throat open as she takes it all in, then she moves her head back and forth, gagging occasionally as she takes me into her throat. My hands reach to the back of her head and I hold her now pumping into her mouth, face fucking her, I hear her gag against me as I thrust hard into her mouth. Getting so close to coming in her throat I pull out, she looks up at me, drool running down her chin and onto her breasts. She smiles up, momentarily letting go of a cock to wipe her chin, and then she takes it to her pussy and wipes the drool across her already sopping hole. We all take it in turns, she’s relishing in what she does, knowing we all want to spurt into her, her mouth as good as her pussy. Her head is often held and her mouth vigorously fucked, all the time she gags and drools, her sexy eyes smiling at us as we can barely hold on.
I finally lift her up, her breasts glisten from the drool, I wipe her mouth with my hand and drop it to her bottom, and using it as lubrication I push a finger into her tight anus. “You want fucking again my wonderful slut?” I ask. She nods meekly. “There are three of us” I smile and continue “we want your holes girl … together”. She looks down sucking in her lower lips and whispers “Yessss Master”
I nod to one of the men who went and lay on the bed. “go to him slut” I whisper and we watch as she straddles him, his cock quivering and covered in her drool, she takes it gently, lovingly, in her hand as she guides it to her entrance and slides down on it, taking his length into her body. Her head throws back has he starts to move in her. My hand is against her bum, I scoop sticky wetness from around her pussy and using it again as lubrication I insert one then two fingers in her anus, finger fucking her tight hole as she is fucked in her pussy. Our third friend is left with the last hole and stands on the bed straddling the man below, her hands use his waist as support and greedily takes his cock into her mouth, gagging and slurping as he holds her head, fucking her mouth. Her bottom lubricated with her juices and drool, stretched with my fingers. I move behind her, the man beneath feels what I’m doing and stop his movements, still deep within her. My cock at her opening, her tight hole opens to accept me, the man fucking her mouth stops with his cock in her mouth, considerately giving her time to take what she is being given. She moans against the cock in her mouth as I push deeper into her bottom, I can feel the other cock in her, the two of us separated by a thin membrane. Gently I start to fuck her, slowly, oh so slowly, she whimpers slightly and her head starts to move equally slowly on the cock in her mouth. We all seem to reach a rhythm, cock in her pussy, her arse and her mouth, each evenly matched we fuck her holes, all building up speed, we hear her moaning, the odd scream comes from her mouth as the cock in it withdraws for another thrust. Her whole body is moving with the three of us, accepting us all in her holes, allowing herself to be used as the slut she is. The men’s grunts and groan are reaching a climax, already to come, all hanging on not wishing it to end, or perhaps to be the first. But, I cannot help it; I can’t hold on any longer and shout out as I spurt into her tight arse. This somehow releases the others and the man standing thrusts hard into her mouth pulls out and spurts his hot come across her face, quickly she grabs it and wanks it furiously, this urges her on and starts to bounce furiously on the cock in her pussy. Still in my own orgasm, I withdraw from her bottom and wank the final spurts across her gaping anus. She grinds her hips against him below as he fucks harder and faster into her, she screams loudly as she comes, the cock in her hand still being wanked although fully spent a moment ago, sperm dripping from her cheeks. The man in her pussy, undoubtedly being sucked in by her greedy and tight orgasaming pussy shouts out and thrusts deep in her, obvious he was coming inside her as she screamed her shuddering orgasm. She collapsed down exhausted and rolls to her side, her back glistening with sweat her breathing laboured. Us men collapse beside her equally spent.
After a time of recovery and without many words I shake hands with our friends, all the while looking at the slut on the bed, she rolls over and smiles whispering her “thank you” languishing on the bed, her body glowing. They leave after kissing her tenderly and I lie next to her smiling down into her beautiful face, stoking her hair gently telling her what a wonderful slut she was and how proud I was. I glance at the clock by the bed. “hmm” I say, she responds sleepily “Hmm?”. I nod “Yes …. Hmm … get some rest …” I grin remembering the toys still hidden around the room and yet to be used and see the clock approaching 4pm knowing a couple will be joining us in two hours …….