Sophie couldn’t believe she had finally met her dream lover. The only problem was that they could only connect in other cities, and that was IF both their schedules aligned. Sophie had been searching for a man just like Justin forever. Someone she could both dominate and submit to. He was perfect for her, but he was still married.

Sophie had been divorced only a year. Her marriage had been a train wreck. She should have recognized signs long ago and started over, but stayed with him regardless. Finding Justin, by chance, was the answer to her sexual prayers.

They have had the luxury to meet only a handful of times throughout the year. It was always a quick trip, only two, maybe three nights together then off again, back to reality.

“Are the candles ruined? I am waiting for you, my pet.”

Justin’s sexy voice snapped her back to the moment. She was in the most delicious trouble. She couldn’t help but flash on the night before, their first night to reconnect.

Justin was working at the hotel desk, behind schedule, as usual. Sophie stormed into the room.

Whoa… a hurricane, Justin thought looking up.

Sophie was dressed all in black; boots, stockings, panties, and a corset. She had rope in one hand and a crop in the other. Justin realized that sometimes he can weather a storm, sometimes he can even flip her; not today.

“Come here.” Her voice was lower and much more forceful then her usual sweet lilt.

Justin rose to his feet and walked over to Sophie, deciding to comply.

Crrraack. Her crop hits Justin’s leg… hard. “When I speak, I expect you to obey quickly.”

“Yes Ma’am” Justin said attempting to overt his eyes.

Sophie took a seat in her arm chair and crossed her legs.

“Take off your clothes.”

Justin began to undress, quickly enough to avoid the lash but slowly enough to allow her to enjoy the process. Again, it’s a dangerous tightrope.

Standing naked before her, Sophie eyed Justin as if she’d never seen him before.

Justin was a little embarrassed about how visibly excited he was. Sophie reached down and one hand grabbed his balls giving a gentle squeeze, the other hand lifted his face as she looked hard into his eyes. A subtle message received.

Then her nails gently raked his cock.

“Turn around”. Justin turned his back to her, feeling her eyes all over him.

“Hands behind you” He hesitated the slightest moment, not sure he wanted her to tie him when she was in category V mode.

Crrraaack. Her crop across his ass helped him to decide. A split second after assuming the position, they were expertly bound. The rope for sure delivered a bite, but didn’t stop circulation….yet.

He tested his mobility and found none. Even with his back to her, he could see her smile.

“Face me.” As he turned to face her, Sophie stood and walked behind him.

With firm pressure, Justin was brought to his knees.

Extra rope from his hands connected them to his ankles, eventually binding his ankles together.

Sophie walked around, grabbed a handful of his hair and bent to kiss him hungrily.

Sophie ripped off her panties and lifted a foot to the arm of her chair.

“My clit needs attention.” She used that handful of hair to pull his face to her pussy.

This was not a slow torturous cunnilingus event.

He sucked her clit into his mouth with very firm pressure. His head bobs toward and away from her like a tiny little blow job.

Sophie knew Justin wished he could use his hands. There would be so much more he could do, but he was doing just fine.

His tongue flicked her as he bobbed and sucked. Sophie was already highly aroused and in minutes he could feel her contractions and the warm flow of her juice all over his face as he brought her to orgasm.

She fell into her chair panting slightly, “Good boy.” However, Justin knows that the storm is just brewing.

“Five….. four….. three…..”

Holy crap, Sophie scrambled into the room. She had been lost in thought about the night before. Goddamn attention problems. She stumbled into the room striking a match. No doubt she would be in trouble for her making him wait.

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