Surrendered in the Hotel: My First Raw BDSM Awakening

The hotel door clicks shut. Heart hammers. Edgar pins me against the wall. Arms up, wrists locked in his iron grip. His free hand dives under my skirt. Fingers slip past lace, graze slick skin. Heat explodes between thighs. Pulse thuds in ears. Neck arches as lips brush my pulse point. Thigh wedges my legs apart. Fingers tease my slit. Precise. Maddening. Stop. Start. I whimper. Beg with hips. No kiss. Frustration boils.

He yanks me to the bed. Hands on edge. Ass out. Skirt hiked, tucked in waistband. Tanga clings. Vulnerable. Ridiculous in heels. Back arches under his palm. He strokes like appraising flesh. Slow. Methodical. Desire coils tight. Slap lands. Sharp sting. Gasp rips free. Surprise, not pain. Second slap. Heat blooms. Alternates cheeks. Fast. Body sways. His hands grip hips, steady me. Thighs part wide. Core aches. Push back. More. Each strike sends fire racing spine. Sweat beads. Groans escape. Burning cheeks throb. New hunger awakens.

The Fever Ignites

His belly presses my raw skin. Belt buckle bites. Real pain flares. Cry out. Then soothing strokes. Kisses on lobes. Knees buckle. He guides me to all fours. Head down, arms folded. Tanga slides off. Goosebumps erupt. Knees spread. Face buried. Shame floods. Exposed. Dripping. He whispers. ‘Everything okay?’ Voice soft. Commanding. ‘Yes, Sir.’ Fingers ghost lips. Tease edges. Circle clit. Endless. Hips buck. ‘Still!’ Obey. Palms cover mound. Heat pulses. Circles quicken. Pressure builds. Explosion shatters. Scream echoes. Collapse. Quivers rack body.

Knees hit floor. Crawl to him. Chin up. Eyes plead. Fingers pinch cheeks. Giggle. He stills me. Gaze drops to bulge. Permission? ‘May I please you, Sir?’ ‘Yes. No hands without leave.’ Zip down. Cock springs free. Thick. Smooth. No hair. Grip base. Stroke slow. Eyes lock. Marine depths burn. ‘No hands.’ Challenge. Tongue darts. Chase it. Slaps nose, chin. Frustrating. Galley. He sighs. Grabs shaft. Cheek slaps follow. Gentle. Building. Cock hardens. Mouth opens. Swallow deep. Saliva coats. Lips shield teeth. He thrusts. Gags rise. Retreat. Push deeper. Rhythm claims. Tears streak. Saliva drips. Fierce. ‘Swallow!’ Pulse floods tongue. Thick. Spicy. Gulp. Spill on chin. Top stains.

Blaze of Total Possession

He laughs soft. Promises more debasement. Shock. Arousal. Knees weak. He lifts. Spins. Over thigh. Ass up. Fingers trace. Dip in. Two plunge deep. Fast. Brutal. Cry rips. Hips grind. Thumb probes rear. Clench. Relax. Fills both. Waves crash. Scream. Legs tremble. He holds. Aftershocks pulse.

Bed claims me. Legs curl. Endorphins flood. Eyes flutter. His knuckles graze cheek. Calm power. ‘Rest. Order.’ Whispers near. Gone. Link binds us. Sleep drags. Skin still singes. Unique fire lingers.