“Wow! I’ve never been in a suite. This is amazing,” I said. Gage followed me as I explored his room, or rather his several rooms. I especially liked the big hot tub that sat next to the wall of windows in the bedroom. Gage must have seen my interest.
“You want to take a soak?” he asked me. I spun around to face him but before I could answer, Gage was slipping his tongue in my mouth and tugging my shirt out of my jeans. Holy shit! As soon as Gage had my shirt up over my breasts, he undid the clasp between my big cups and set my girls free. His fingers dug into my succulent boobs as he broke the kiss and went down and began sucking one of my big nipples.
“I thought we were getting in the hot tub?” I asked breathlessly. Gage abandoned my breasts, much to my dismay, and stood looking down at me.
“Your right, I lost control. Why don’t you get in and fire up the jets. I’ll be right back. I’m going to get some things and order some food from room service,” he told me. He kissed me again and slapped my ass before he left me standing by the tub. I watched Gage walk away and disappear into another room. I giggled to myself. This was so cool! I could hardly believe my luck. I slipped out of boots, jeans and panties, climbed into the tub and found the controls. I fired up the jets, then the bubbles and took a seat nearest the windows and looked out over the city.
Wow! This was pretty amazing, almost surreal. I felt a little self-conscious sitting naked in a strange place but if Tiff could do stuff like this, so could I. A few minutes later, Gage wandered back into the bedroom naked and twirling a pair of handcuffs on one finger.
“What are those for?” I asked but I already knew the answer.
“Ever been tied up?” he asked in return. I hadn’t, though I’d read the books about the girls and the billionaires. It was kind of exciting in the stories but in real life I wasn’t so sure.
“No,” I answered meekly. Gage came up to the tub and called me over to him with a finger. I stood up and walked over to the edge. I felt a flush of excitement and more than a little uncomfortable at being naked with him. He indicated he wanted me to turn around with the same finger, which he stirred the air with. I did and next thing I know, he slapped the cuffs on me like I was some kind of perp. “What are you going to do?” I asked as I turned and stood with my hands cuffed behind my back.
“Whatever I want now,” was his only response as he climbed into the tub with me. I wasn’t sure what to do. I’d never played these games but those billionaires liked to order their girls around so I figured I should wait for Gage to tell me what to do. Instead, he showed me. Gage pushed me to my knees, the water was only a couple of feet deep, and I found myself facing his rather thick and rock hard manhood.
“Don’t worry, love. I won’t do anything you won’t enjoy,” he said to comfort me and then took a handful of my auburn hair and guided me towards his cock. I swallowed hard and opened wide, letting the rock star guide his shaft between my lips. This was scary in a thrilling kind of way. I took Gage at his word and clamped my lips around him as he started the gently thrust.
Yeah, I could get into this. It was sort of naughty. Gage’s cock was so hard I had to assume it must have been painful. He stroked deep, bumping the back of my throat, as he looked down at me and enjoyed the show. “Good girl. You suck cock just like you look like you would. I can’t wait to stick my dick in your pretty pussy. It’s shaved bare, isn’t it?” he asked and pulled his cock out of my mouth to let me answer.
“Yes, totally bare,” I said. Gage tugged my hair, pulling my head back and laid his thick shaft on my face. It went from my chin to my forehead and felt heavy and warm. Then he took it in his free hand and slapped me softly with it as he gazed lustily at me. This wasn’t anything I’d experienced before but I was beginning to understand why those girls in those erotic books like it so much.
Gage could do just about anything he wanted to me. I was cuffed and naked. I trusted he wouldn’t do anything to really hurt me, but the possibility gave the whole scene a hint of danger. Gage pushed my head forward and shoved his cock back in my mouth again. He wasn’t rough or forceful though he left no doubt that he was in control. He slowly thrust in and out of my mouth as I started up into his eyes.
“Yeah, suck that dick. You’re a pretty little thing. Curves for days, sexy eyes, and a great smile. I noticed you from the stage and my cock got hard immediately. I was singing my heart out but I was thinking about all the things we could do together the whole time. Dirty, nasty things,” he told me. I felt my pussy swell. One of the jets was already sending gentle, caressing currents over my soft folds but now the pleasing warmth was becoming a demanding heat.
Gage continued to use me to gain his own satisfaction. As I got over the initial shock, I found the whole scene rather arousing. Gage was so sexy and here I was in his suite overlooking the city sucking his big erection and wearing handcuffs. Eat your heart out, Tiff! Gage pulled his cock from between my lips and helped me to the side of the tub and onto a seat. Gage sat next to me, draping an arm over my shoulder. It wasn’t as relaxing as it might be since my hands were bound behind me but still, it was nice.
“You like that?” he asked after a few moments
“Yes,” I answered. I was surprised how much I liked it.
“I’d love to do more,” he told me.
“Like what?” I asked, my voice more eager that I intended.
“Come with me and we’ll find out,” he told me. Gage stood and then helped me to my feet. I was no longer worried about how I looked. Gage seemed to like me just the way I was. Getting out of the tub required a little thinking with the handcuffs on, but I managed and Gage was there to make sure I didn’t slip. As I stood dripping on the tile floor, Gage dried me off and then himself. “Room Service said it would be a while, so we have plenty of time, love,” he told me. Love, I liked that.
I followed Gage right out of the bedroom and into the sitting area overlooking the city. The bright lights lit the room but other than that, it was dark. There was a daybed of sorts with a raised back and lots of pillows at opposite corners but otherwise, it was big flat surface covered in a single soft cushion. It wasn’t the fancy furniture that caught my attention, however. It was the sex toys and bondage gear piles at the edge of the daybed that I was looking at.
“Say the word, and we can just have a regular old role in the sack. But if you want to play, I’ve got plenty of toys,” Gage told me. Oh boy, did he ever! Vibrators, ropes, and all manner of bedroom gear. I was living one of those billionaire stories but with a rock star instead! I wondered if I wanted to give this a try but I couldn’t help wondering what Tiff might do. Would she turn this down? Hell no! She’d let this rock star tie her up and have his way with her. If Tiff would do it I certainly wasn’t going to say no.
“Whatever you want, Gage. I’m yours,” I said and he smiled that same wicked smile from the car.
“Love, I’m going take you places you’ve only dreamed of,” Gage said, caressed my face and then let his fingers trail down my naked body. Suddenly, he pushed me back and I tumbled onto the daybed and before I knew it, Gage was wrapping rope around my ankles. My knees were next and then he rolled me over, removed the handcuffs and replaced them with more rope. I was breathing hard, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. Gage rolled me onto my back again and plopped down on the day bed next to me and reclined against the pillows in the corner.
“Scared?” he asked. I was but it was exciting. I mean, it was hard to wrap my head around. I was with Gage Tucker and he was tying me up in his hotel room. This was a fantasy for girls like me, not something that ever really happened.
“Not really, just excited,” I answered.
“Good girl,” he said and produced a leather strap with a red ball along its length. He leaned forward and gagged me, just like those girls in the billionaire stories. That was a little unnerving. Gage turned me over yet again, straddled my back facing my feet and began massaging my soft behind. That felt nice, until he spanke
d me and rather hard. I yelped, though the gag muffled my cry. I tried to look but I couldn’t see anything except my bound arms disappearing between Gage’s legs, not to mention his hard ass.
He massage my butt again and then spanked the other cheek even harder. Holy fuck! My pussy was on fire, wet and tingly. Gage proceeded to give me a thorough spanking, turning my ass hot and red. I screamed with each blow to my round ass but each time he hit me, my pussy drooled a little more. As he punished me, Gage’s thick cock bounced against my hands. I was able to contort my hands just enough to grasp him. Though I wasn’t able to properly stroke him I could massage his rigid shaft with my long nails.
“Clever. I can tell you like a good spanking, Darc. How about we turn up the heat,” he told me. I wondered what he had in mind. Gage was right when he told me he could do whatever he wanted. I was at his mercy and there’s nowhere I’d rather have been. I couldn’t answer and Gage didn’t seem to care. He climbed from me and helped me get to my knees on the day bed. Gage pressed close against me. His hand stroked my thighs and belly as his tongue licked the ball that gagged me. I wanted more, much more, but he wasn’t in the giving mood.
“Go to the corner,” Gage ordered meaning the raised back covered in pillows at the corner of the day bed. I tested my legs and was able to move them, but just barely. I waddled over as best I could and when I was where Gage wanted, he pushed me down over the raised back. I had a fantastic view of Reno and the idea of doing this in plain view of the city, though I was too high up to actually be seen, was thrilling.
I didn’t have to wait long to find out what Gage had in mind. He spanked me again, but not with his hand. I jumped and squealed as something much harder sent ripples through my abundant flesh. I looked back and Gage had a leather paddle. As he smacked me again and again, I jumped and squealed. It hurt but my arousal soared. I was panting behind the gag, my eyes wild and my pussy sopping wet. Holy shit, was this really happening?
“I love this big ass, Darc,” Gage told me and smacked me again. “I’ve got a great idea. Just stay like that while I rework these bonds,” Gage said. I did as he wanted, as if I had a choice. He untied my ankles, then my knees and replaced the rope with leather ankle cuffs and connected them with a long black rod. Now my legs were spread wide. “A big sexy ass like yours deserves some serious anal play,” Gage said and suddenly, I heard one of the vibrators hum to life.
I looked over my shoulder and Gage was about to cover my behind in lube. I shrieked behind the gag as the cold liquid hit my hot skin. Gage used way more of the clear liquid than he needed but I was glad for that. He pressed the buzzing vibrator against my puckered hole and I tensed.
“An anal virgin?” Gage asked. I nodded. Gage smiled that wicked smile and the dildo began to sink into me. I moaned as the incredible vibrations eased my nerves. Gage took enough time to let me adjust but before I knew it, that metallic vibrator was deep in my rosy hole. I was moaning and sighing as the vibrations worked their magic. My whole pelvis buzzed but it wasn’t enough to give me an orgasm.
“Now the real fun begins!” Gage announced and as he held the vibrator inside me, he began to spank my pussy. I jumped and shuddered. That wasn’t fair. Each delicious slap of Gage’s hand sent jolts of electric pleasure through me as the vibrator provided a constant buzz of excitement. Why was I enjoying this so much? I had yet to come or even have much of anything resembling traditional sex but being tied up at Gage’s whim was thrilling. Submitting to his deviant games made it even better. However, the fact he was so damned hot and a rock star to boot, blew my mind.
Gage spanked my pussy harder as he started pumping the vibrator in and out of my tight behind. Everything conspired to send me towards the edge of bliss. Soon I was bucking and writhing as Gage tormented my pussy and fucked my ass with his shiny toy. I was becoming desperate for release. Gage seemed to enjoy my predicament, however.
“You want an orgasm, don’t you?” he asked. I nodded vigorously. “I might slip a couple of fingers into your pussy, it’s literally dripping by the way, and get you off,” he told me but his grin told me there was more. “Or I could turn you over and start playing with those big tits. Hmm,” he said pondering his options and I knew damn well what he was going to choose.
Sure enough, he pushed me over onto my back. Now I was sitting on that damned vibrator and the sensations were even more powerful. Gage took his little leather paddle and stroked my pussy with it. Oh God, that was going to hurt so good! He massaged my big breasts with his other hand. “Damn, you’ve got one hell of a rack,” he said as he gazed at my chest. My breasts were one of my better assets, big, fluffy and full.
Gage reached back and then tossed the handful of clothespins he’d grabbed on the day bed next to me. Gage began carefully placing them all over my breast as I looked on in wondrous dismay. He eased them closed and the pain wasn’t bad. Not until he put the final two on. Those were for my nipples and they sent a searing pain tearing through me. I was hyperventilating in a sea of sexual excitement, disbelief, fear and lust. I was being dominated by a rock star and dammit, it was fucking awesome!
“Spanky time, you sexy bitch,” Gage whispered and he began spanking my pussy with that evil paddle. I shrieked and cried out, though it was all muffled by the gag, as he punished my poor little pussy. My ass buzzed like a fucking beehive and my tits began to burn with the dozen or so clothes pins pinching my sensitive flesh. My nipples were on fucking fire. How could so much pain and frustration be so fucking satisfying?
Gage laughed at my predicament but his cock was standing at full attention and dripping. I was writhing, screaming and shaking as the pleasure had me in its grip. I wanted to come so badly and I almost did when Gage yanked one of the clothespins from my breast. Holy hell, that hurt but everything else seemed to get that much more intense. Another clothespin was removed and I yelled behind the gag. I wanted Gage to tie me up and do this every night for the rest of my life. I hadn’t even come yet and I was having the best sex of my life, if this could, in fact, be called sex. It wasn’t like any sex I’d ever had.
Gage had ceased tormenting my pussy and now he moved between my creamy thighs. Was he going to fuck me? Part of me was desperate for it but another part was scared. I was so worked up that I knew getting filled with his beautiful cock was going to turn me into a hot, quivering mess. I wasn’t sure how I might react. Sure enough, Gage grabbed his dick and slipped it into me but he didn’t thrust. He held himself deep in my slippery tunnel as he plucked clothespins from my boobs. Each one was a new adventure in perfectly delicious pain.
“I think you’re ready. I am. I need to fuck your pretty, fat pussy, Darc. I’m going to fuck you, senseless. You know that, don’t you?” he asked. I somehow knew that was his end game and I nodded. Gage pulled his cock out of me and slipped it back in slowly. I arched as the promise of bliss was revealed. But Gage wasn’t done teasing me just yet. He flicked each of the remaining clothespins, the ones on my purplish nipples, and I howled in pain as Gage went to work.
He loomed over me, one hand on the raised back of the day bed, the other rolling my clit between his fingers as he violently fucked me. The room went dark as pleasure overwhelmed me. Orgasm didn’t describe it. Pure unadulterated pleasure, indescribable bliss and deep, throbbing wonder seized me and wouldn’t let go. I shuddered and thrashed as Gage hammered away. My whole luscious body shook as he pounded at me. I shrieked, cried and wailed, all muffled by the gag.
“Damn, you fuck good!” Gage growled. I wasn’t doing much of anything except losing my freaking mind but whatever. Gage went wild, his hips slamming into me, my flesh jostling wildly. I was going to be sore in the morning, that much I knew. At some point, the vibrator worked its way free of my ass but who cared at that point. Every nerve ending was doing a happy dance as Gage...well, as Gage fucked me like a damn rock star.
Then my eyes flew open as the blood suddenly rushed back into my nipples. Gage had yanked the clothespins free and the pain was se
aring and beautiful. I went rigid as the most intense pleasure contrasted against the most delectable pain yet coursed through me. I wasn’t in control anymore. My pleasure centers were running the show and doing a damned fine job of it. I thrashed and rolled around on the day bed but Gage rode me hard and never missed a beat.
I managed to look up at him and it all hit me. I was getting fucked by Gage Tucker. The Gage Tucker! The fat girl, the constant side kick to the beautiful and often fucked Tiff, the big girl who crushed on this guy like no other was being fucked senseless by Gage Tucker. I screamed in elation as a hurricane of bliss ravaged me from within and Gage fed it from without.
Then suddenly, Gage was gone. I fought to focus my eyes as Gage laid his steel pipe between my soft breasts. He pushed my fluffy tits around his glistening pole and he began to fuck them. My flesh shook and rolled as he drove towards his own climax. Suddenly, Gage exploded from between my soft tits and covered my face in a warm, slippery mess. Gage roared as he pumped his orgasm all over my face, neck and chest. It was warm and thrilling. I was shaking like a leaf as Gage finished and then slid down my body, worked the gag free leaving it around my neck and kissed me. His seed was everywhere but if he didn’t mind, I sure as hell didn’t.
We made out like horny teenagers. My arms ached beneath me but I was barely aware. Gage broke our kiss and said, “Good girl.” I don’t know why, but that simple phrase meant so much to me. I wanted to be his good girl desperately.
“That was...I mean...like...I don’t fucking even know. Wow!” I replied incoherently. Gage laughed.
“Let’s get you free,” he said but just then, someone knocked at the door. Gage got up and went to answer it and left me there naked, bound and covered in his orgasm.
“What are you doing?” I asked. I mean was he going to answer the door naked himself and just leave me here exposed?
“It’s the food,” he said as if that made it all OK. Luckily, there was a small entryway and from there I couldn’t see the door. As it turns out, it didn’t matter. Suddenly a man in a white uniform rolled a cart covered in silver domed plates into the darkened room. I couldn’t have covered up if I wanted to.
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