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Dim light of the room veiled behind white silk cinched tight across her eyes, blindfolded and ***d to focus on the details of those other senses working that much harder to compensate. The hypnotic sounds of moaning and begging, commands and compliance played on repeat against her left ear. Teasing a mind left to wander, letting it soak in the over stimulation of senses until she could practically taste that heart beating away in the back of her throat. The way silk sheets soothed sweat kissed flesh, every cool breeze rolling across those nerves and the waves of pleasure that came with it, the heave of breasts and tug of stiff peaks against the pinch of clamps. Pulled against the give of satin rope running from their chain, pinned in place at the pit of a toned belly before wrapped around a waist and between thighs to frame neat box and bubbly cheeks brought together in lewd pose. Wrists cuffed and bound in place beneath the weight of those hips, fingertips just out of reach of sensitive pleasure buttons while palms are left full with that bubble butt pushed against them with every wriggle. Stocking glad legs spread wide and bent at the knee, dressed in neat knots like the meat on full display she had become with every tug against them pulling on her lower back and filling those palms that much more. The feel of drool collecting at the back of jaws finally relaxing around the gag stuffed between them, rumbling softly against pouty lips with every muffled moan purred against the rubber. The incessant vibration of eggs humming against her most sensitive hubs of nerves, bandaged onto the corner of a slit, spreading out across swollen lips, the one buried inside her and against spongey pad. Slow and sporadic pace keeping her on edge and clamped tight around that cord running against the inside of a thigh, the weight of it's control caught in the band of stockings. The curl of toes and a needy roll of hips as greedy arousal leaked from throbbing folds, the feel of it trickling across smooth taint before diverted by the plug being nursed by a puffy pucker. Around that rim and between those cheeks before collecting at her fingertips.

***d to become almost ***fully aware of her own body both inside and out, from the goosebumps spreading across bare flesh to the wringing of guts churning that little egg around between clamping walls. The sound of her own muffled whimpers and straining against the sheets in an exposed ear, the footsteps and muffled conversations of other hotel guests moving through the hall, the rumble of a door slamming in the distance. The growing anticipation of knowing it was only a matter of time before the slow and steady stride of familiar steps would be carrying her answer to the mounting frustrations through that door any minute. The heavy but subtle thud of confident gate, the card keyed in the door, the beep and solenoid of an electronic lock, the sudden gust of cool air and the just as abrupt shutting of a metal door. The clatter of ice rattling in a bucket, the gentle clink of glass slid onto a counter, that lingering moment of silence where she could almost feel him standing in the distance. Looming in the archway to the room, staring over the sight of her half naked body perfectly posed and pinned in place just for him, the expressions of a veiled face twisting in pleasure and blindly looking towards the master of her desire. The unseen smirk tugging at the corner of full lips, the collapse of ice, the baritone rumble of a calm and collected voice as he began to close the gap. "Don't you worry, I haven't forgotten about ya... Hope you haven't been having too much fun without me- " Growing closer with every word until she could feel the weight of his body creasing the bed beside her, the warmth of that body, the shadow of him looming over her cast across the white veil. Waiting for the shake of her head and his answer before a firm hand weaved it's way behind her head to cradle the weight of it and test the limits of that gag's restraint between fingers. The cold and unexpected spattering of icy droplet against the inside of a thigh, and then another, quickly dappling their way up the length of her body before resting above that chest. The playful growl of guttural voice oozing out over that pretty face as ballgag was snapped free and replaced with the soothing touch of an ice cube and wet thumb tracing over dry lips.

"That's my girl... Now why don't ya tell me all about what you've been thinking while I was away."

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