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Continuing the previous story from where we left off.
I got busy with my office work, and I was making plans for Manasa on my mind during meetings. I skipped lunch to get the work completed quickly. I prepared to leave by 5 p.m.
Meanwhile, Manasa, at PG, was packing her dress, making sure she had her inners as well and her essentials well packed. She also made sure she looked good, cleaned herself and waxed. She then went to the hotel, had a good shower and slept in her boxers and T-shirt.
I was almost done with work and ready to have fun.
Me: Work is almost done. I will be there soon to mess with you.
Manasa got up slowly and saw that I had sent the message 30 minutes back. She quickly got up to get fresh, arrange the room and welcome her Master. I reached the hotel around 6 and entered my room. The room has her fragrance and luggage kept stacked and arranged.
I quickly washed my face and went to her side of the room. She was sitting on the bed, nervous and not knowing what to do. As soon as she saw me enter the room, she stood up, looked down and wished me, “Good Evening, Sir.”
The pretty girl was wearing jeans and a sleeveless crop top. She is pretty. I wanted to fuck. Looking at her, I was more eager to get dick relief rather than enjoy slow. Control. That’s all I was thinking. Control.
I instructed her to switch on both room ACs and put it at 16. I grab a small pouch from my bag and sit on the sofa. After she was done, I asked her to kneel before me. I moved to the sofa’s edge, grabbed her cheeks, and brought it close to my lips.
I had a good whiff of her fragrance and a soft lick of her lips, just enough to leave her wanting more. I turned her head, gave a soft bite on her earlobes and whispered, “Go fetch me the remote like a bitch.”
She understood what she had to do. She quickly turned and walked on all fours to fetch the remote. She has a tight and round-looking ass.
Me: That ass will be enjoying the punishments from me.
She turned and continued crawling, only swaying the ass even more this time. I lean back on the sofa. She crawls with the remote in her mouth and towards me.
I signal her to come up, and she comes forward on her knees. She was not between my legs. I partially close my legs around her, feeling her ass with my feet. I take the remote from her mouth and put on the channel I want.
From her white sleeveless, I could see her bra strap.
Me: Grab your boobs.
She quickly grabs both her boobs and looks confused.
Me: Can you feel it?
She squeezed the boobs a little and said yes softly.
Me: You sure?
She squeezes again. a little harder and says a little louder, “Yes, sir.”
Me: Show me.
And she takes my hands and places them on the boobs and looks at me happy.
Me: I can not feel them.
She uses her hands on top of mine and squeezes her boobs. And looks at me. I shake my head, indicating I am not feeling it. She uses more force on my hand to squeeze the boobs and looks at me. I pulled my hand out and shook my head in disappointment.
She was worried now, not knowing what had happened. I took the remote to change the channel and have some music. She was confused and did not know what to do. I asked her to turn around.
I removed the handcuffs from the pouch, cuffed her hands behind, and pulled her back towards me. She is now partially sitting/lying on me with her hands near my man.
In a choke position, I wrapped my arm around her neck and whispered, “You have been a bad girl.” She quickly replies, “Sorry, sir.”
Me: Do you know what you have done?
She shakes her head, not knowing what she did. With my legs, I push her legs and make her lie on me. I wrap my legs around her legs, keeping them apart. I quickly gave a slap on her pussy.
She let out a scream, ah. And now began to be ready for punishment. Slowly, I slid my hands inside her top, pulled her up, and slapped her navel. I could feel her now positioning herself to bear any pain and control from screaming with her jaws held tight.
I feel her cheeks softly with the back of my palm.
Me: Let it go bitch, I want you to relax and scream. (and slowly gave a couple of slaps on the cheeks)
She relaxed a bit. I guess it is expected for someone experiencing the first time. I then smacked her boobs.
Me: See, your boobs didn’t feel that (I continued giving a few more). See, boobs didn’t feel that.
She was confused because she felt it, but I was saying no. She could muster the courage to say yes. I take a pocket knife from my pouch and open it before her face. Her eyes widened, and fear began to set in her mind. Using the pocket knife, I play around a little bit around her face.
I go down to her jawline and neck and have her taking deep breaths and careful breadth. I can now hear and feel her sweating, breathing slowly, and heart beating fast. I slid the knife inside her shirt and played it around her bra and nipple.
As I did that, I began playing with her ears and biting the lobes while licking. She began to turn her face around to face me slowly.
Me: Careful when you move and turn. I have a knife to slice you. (pull out the knife to show her.)
She moved a bit, and I was getting hard on. And my dick was close to her hand. I am sure she felt it as well. She was confused about how to respond and how to take advantage.
With the knife in my hand, I turn her face towards me and kiss her lips, making her struggle to turn and want to kiss. My dick was very hard, and her hands were feeling it.
Me: (I suddenly stop the kiss) No, I am not getting excited.
I relieve her completely from my hold. She was confused. She can feel my dick big and poking near her ass, but she is not sure what happened. I fold and keep the knife aside. I take the scissors from the pouch and cut across her sleeves along with her bra strap.
Me: Remove it.
She was about to pull the shirt out from the bottom and had a sad look.
Me: Not the shirt, only the bra. And why are you sad?
She stammers softly, “That was my favourite shirt.”
Me: Awww (pull her hair) You should have thought about it before you wore this piece of shit (forcefully pull out her bra.).
I wrapped her and cupped her boobs, “Now I feel,” and gave a soft tease and pinched her nipple.
Manasa: (realizing) Thank you, Sir. (fully excited now.)
Me: Don’t get excited. I think you are wearing undies also. What kind is it?
Manasa: (Looks down) Yes, Sir, laced thin lingerie.
I slide my hands inside the Jeans and feel her cunt. She closes her eyes. I slowly pull the bottom part of the undies up, making it get inside her ass crack. After I was satisfied that it was well inside and she was uncomfortable, I pulled my hands out.
I push her out from my lap as well. She stands and tries adjusting to stand comfortably as well. I approach her, but she stands frozen, looking at me. I keep my hands on her shoulders. I pull her dress across to tie across around her neck. I give her a soft, wet kiss on her neck collarbone while tying her dress.
I get close to her, making sure my hard dick is on her hand. I give her a soft kiss and push my dick a little inside to make sure she also feels it. But she seems to be confused about what to do. Or if she is allowed to do anything. I pull her hair and arch her back.
I grab her throat, turn her face, and kiss her while making sure my dick is feeling her ass. She also reciprocates kissing and tries to turn. At the same time, she tried to feel my dick and play with it. She found the zip and pulled it down. I continue to kiss and turn her around.
I bring her closer to kiss her. Just as she was opening her mouth, I slap her face. And then kiss her with my hands on her boobs. It is now inside and playing with her nipple. With the kiss, I pull the nipple hard. She is moaning while I am also desperate to fuck.
Instead, I push her away, wanting to control. I push her to bed face down and open the cupboard, looking for a hanger. I grabbed one and gave her ass a good quick 5 whips. She wasn’t expecting that, and she turned and screamed with the pain. Tears and shock on her face.
Me: Who asked you to open my zip?
Manasa: Sorry, Sir.
Me: Get down here and pull it back up.
She struggled to get off the bed and position herself to pull the zip with her hand. I pushed her to the floor.
Me: With your mouth, Randi.
Manasa struggled and, with her teeth, slowly pulled the zip, But she was happy doing it. She was feeling my dick shape on her face and getting to smell my man. Once done, she looked up like she was a very happy girl.
With the hanger in hand, I gave soft hits between her legs and asked her to spread her legs wider. As she spread wider, I dragged the chair close to her and asked, “How much punishment do I owe you?”
Manasa: (stammers) Many sir.
With the hanger, I give her a whip on her inner thighs, both sides. She feels the pains, crouches, and closes her legs as the whips increase.
Manasa: (Bearing the pain) Thank you, Sir.
I now wanted relief. I quickly stood and removed my pants, along with my undies. The dick pops up on her face. I sat on the chair and asked her to get to work. She adjusted herself and got closer. Her boobs rested on my thighs, and began to lick and suck the dick slowly.
I must say, she is very good. And she goes up and down with the full motion. With every motion, she looks at me and uses her tongue to play with the dick.
Me: I am about to cum, get inside fully.
I hold her head and release my cum to the back of her throat and then release her. She falls back and shows me the cum in her mouth, drinks it and licks her lips clean. Happy to get something.
Me: Good girl. Have fun now. Later, it will be my turn. Let’s go for Dinner.
I get up to pull my pants, go to the washroom and wash my face. She stood outside the door, with her hands behind her, waiting for me to open the cuffs. As I get out, she turns around. I remove the cuffs and slide them inside her back pocket. I put my arms around her neck and pulled her to walk outside the room.
Manasa: (looks at me) I want to wash, Sir.
Me: Wash what? You are smelling and looking fresh.
She whispers she is wet and wants to wash her mouth.
Me: I can’t hear, louder.
By now, we entered the lift and gave her a soft kiss on her cheeks, intentionally avoiding her lips. We reach the restaurants downstairs and decide to have a dinner buffet at the hotel.
I then showed the directions to the washroom and asked her to go. At the same time, I got busy eating. I needed energy for the night.
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