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STORY.58 
The Master Chris Collection 
TARA IN THE HOTEL ROOM
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	Tara looked up at the tv screen in the arrivals area.
The flight should have just landed, she thought. The excitement
of the imminent meeting made her heart rush. Tara was a pretty
woman, just 32 years old, blond and tall with a figure that she
worked hard at keeping in shape. She was wearing a classic
trenchcoat and blank high heels. The meeting that so excited her
was with her 'Master', her sometimes loverthat she was all too
infrequently. Tonight would be one of those specials meetings.

	Carl was a tall brown haired man also in his thirties
and was fairly attractive. It was not his looks that excited
Tara though, it was his delight in kinky sex, particularly in
sex that involved dominance and submission. Tara had discovered
to her amazement that being sexually submissive turned her on
like nothing else ever had. She didn't like pain and the idea of
a whipping was abhorent to her but the thought of obeying a man,
especially when his instructions were exact and of a sexual
nature made her blush and soak her panties all at the same time.

	They had met several times now and each time was better
than the last. Tara remembered even now the thrill that ran
through her the first time he had told her to undress in front
of him so he could 'inspect' her. Tara smiled. It wouldn't take
him long to strip her this time, she thought. Underneath her
fashionable trenchcoat was only Tara herself. Her instructions
had been specific. She was to check into the airport hotel and
leave her things there. Then she was to meet him at the airport
wearing only her coat and her heels. She was specifically
allowed no underwear, jewellry or anything else. Tara had even
had to shave her blond pubis completely smooth before arriving.

	The trip from the hotel to the airport had been one of
the most exciting and erotic taxi rides she had ever had. Tara
was sure that everyone could see right through her. She kept
adjusting her coat over and over trying to close the bottom of
it that seemed intent on exposing her secret. Walking through
the airport had been even worse. Tara was an attractive woman
and usually turned heads wherever she went. Now whenever someone
looked at her she was sure that they knew she was completely
naked under her coat. Tara couldn't help blushing over and over.
Despite herself she felt her smooth pussy growing slick with her
own juices. As she walked, Tara 's breasts rubbed freely against
the inside of her coat making her nipples grow hard and
sensitive. That and the air that wafted up her coat to blow
across her bare pubis served as a constant reminder of her
nakedness.

	Tara spotted Carl as he came down the escalator and into
the arrivals lobby. He smiled as he spotted her and opened his
arms to give her a bear hug.

	"Mmmm, I've missed you." he said.

	"Me too." said Tara smiling. She hugged him again and
whispered in his ear "and I'm soooo hot!"

	Carl chuckled. "Did you follow all of your instructions?"

	Tara blushed as she nodded.

	"We'll find out soon enough." said Carl with a
mysterious look on his face.

	Tara felt a shiver run up her spine in excitement. Carl
slung his suitbag over his shoulder and led them out of the
terminal and toward the taxi stand. Once in the taxi Carl pulled
Tara close to him. His hand drifted down to her thigh just above
the knee where her coat had parted to reveal her shapely legs.
"Mmmm" murmured Tara as she leaned back and closed her eyes,
offering herself to Carl. A tug at the bottom of her coat
brought her eyes open in a flash. Carl had just opened the
bottom button to her coat.

	"Carl!" she whispered, "What are you doing?!"

	Carl smiled at her, "Shhhhh, close your eyes."

	It took every bit of will power that Tara had to obey
him. Her coat was now open very high up on her thighs. Tara felt
Carl's lips hear her ears and his hot breath on her as he
whispered, "I'm going to make sure my little slave followed her
instructions."

	Tara's only response was a tiny whimper as she felt
another button being pulled open. The lowest button still closed
on her coat was now near her belly button and Carl carefully
pulled open the bottom halves to fully expose the pretty girl
from the waist down. Tara could only hope that the taxi driver
couldn't see that far down in the back seat and hoped
desperately that he wouldn't turn around.

	Carl's hand stroked downward now to Tara's knees which
she had unconsiously pressed firmly together. Carl gently eased
them apart using both his hands until she was completely splayed
open. Tara felt the petals of her now drenched sex open. She
felt Carl's fingertips glide up the inside of her thigh and
gasped softly as they reached her swollen labia. His fingertip
slid gently upher slit testing its wetness. He continued upward
until the finger, wet with her juices crossed her erect
clitoris. "If he strokes it once more I'm going to come." she
thought. Carl slid upward and gently carressed around her smooth
pubis. Tara's breath was coming in shorter and shorter breaths.
Suddenly the taxi turned into the hotel and braked to a stop.
Carl pulled Tara's coat together and paid the driver. Tara's
face was visibly flushed as they made their way upstairs to the
room.

	As instructed, Tara had taken a small suite in the
hotel. The couple walked into the first room of the suite made
up as a small living room with a couch and sofa-chair in the
corner. Carl dropped his bag and moved over to the chair in the
corner to sit. Tara moved toward the couch but Carl held up his
hand. "Stay there for me." he said seductively. Tara stood
uncertainly, wondering what would come next.

	"Step out of those shoes." said Carl.

	The carpet felt good on Tara's bare feet but somehow it
made her feel more aware of how little she had on.

	"Turn around." whispered her lover.

	Slowly Tara began turning. When her back was to Carl he
had her stop. Nothing was said for a long moment. The
anticipation of what would happen next built quickly.

	"Now the coat." said Carl.

	Tara took a deep breath. She reach down and undid the
belt and then reached for the top button. In a moment the coat
was completely open. She let the coat fall from her shoulders
showing her long tanned back and then her buttocks, sharpely
delineated by her tan line. Tara heard Carl pick up the coat and
put it aside. "Legs apart Tara."

	Tara moved her feet about 2 feet apart.

	"Further."

	The feet stretched open wide. Tara waited for the next
command.

	"Now bend over and hold your knees." said Carl.

	Tara bent forward and held herself in the exposing
position. She knew that behind her Carl had a perfect view of
her bottom and her pussy from behind. She imagined how she must
look. Tara heard Carl get up. It had now been a couple of
minutes. She sensed him coming closer, standing behind her.

	Just behind her she saw Carl bending forward, peering
closely at her naked body. She felt his hands stroke his
buttocks, then his thumbs settled between her pale white
buttocks. She felt him spread her wide, pulling her buttocks
open to completely expose her most intimate opening. Tara
whimpered, feeling so exposed, so helpless.

	Carl chuckled at her excitement and stood up. He had
Tara stand too and move into the next room and onto the bed.

	"On your knees, facing away from the door." said Carl.

	Tara moved to obey. Carl moved around the room and then
returned behind her and put a blindfold over her eyes. The loss
of sight only served to heighten Tara's other senses. She
waited, helpless now, for Carl to tell her what to do next.

	"Very good. You look so pretty with a blindfold on. Now
bend forward until your head is resting on the bedspread. Very
good. now spread your hands wide apart in front of you and wait
there."

	The effect of the position was not lost on Tara. Putting
her head down this low only served to raise her bottom high up
in the air, perfectly on display for her dominant lover.

	Tara's sense of hearing was now much more accute, she
strained her ears listening for what was happening around her.
Carl's footsteps moved around the room and Tara could almost
feel his eyes looking at every part of her. She heard the sound
of a long zipper of a bag(?) opening. 'What was he doing?' she
wondered.

	Tara listened as Carl walked back behind her. There was
long moment of silence and the young girl felt the anticipation
build as she waited for what would come next. 'Surely he would
touch her now.' she thought. But where?

	"I'm just admiring the view." chuckled Carl at last.
"Alright, now I'd like you to reach back with both hands and
place them on your pretty buttocks for me."

	Tara reach around with both hands to do so.

	"Very nice now please pull your buttocks open to display
yourself properly."

	Tara gasped! This particular variant on this position
had never occured to her. Certainly Carl had seen her naked body
before but doing as he asked would make her more exposed than
she had ever been to anyone before in her life! Tara hesitated a
moment, her mind running rampant as she frantically wished for
him to change his mind. Blushing furiously beneath her
blindfold, she finally did as he asked and gently pulled her
smooth rounded buttocks apart for him.

	"A little wider if you please." said Carl calmly.

	Tara only whimpered as she pulled herself more open for
him.

	"Very, very nice." said Carl, "Now you shall stay in
this position until you are told to do otherwise. It should not
be too long."

	'Hmm, that was a funny was of saying to wait.' thought
Tara, 'What does he mean?' She listened as Carl started to move
around the room again. A moment later he moved back behind her,
near the door.

	"Now remember Tara, you are not to move from that
position until you are told to do so."

	With that final reminder, Tara listened in horror at the
sound of the door opening! A moment later and it closed leaving
her alone in the room. 'What did he mean, wait?' she thought.
'Did that mean it might not be him who's coming back in the
room? Does it mean that he might come back with someonse else?
What *does* it mean?'

	Tara's breath was now coming in short breaths and her
heart raced at the same pace as her mind as she considered all
the possible ramifications. 'My God! It might be a woman who
comes in!' thought the young girl. It was perhaps only 5 minutes
but for Tara it seemed forever that she waited. Through it all,
she never considered getting up from the bed and covering
herself. As scary as it was to consider all these alternatives,
it was also very, very exciting and Tara knew deep in her heart
that Carl would never hurt her.

	The sound of the key in the lock raised the tension
level yet again. Tara held her breath as she listened for the
footsteps walking in. 'Was it one person or two? Were those
Carl's footsteps?' There was no way of telling just from the
sound. Whoever it was did not speak, they just moved around the
room. Tara could feel herself being looked at. Despite herself,
she felt her hands pulling her buttocks wider apart offering
herself to whoever her Master had in the room whether it was him
or not.

	The footsteps moved back behind the pretty girl and Tara
waited, wondering when she would be touched. Finally one of her
wrists was taken by a hand. 'Was that Carl's hand?' she
wondered. She felt something being pulled around her wrist and
then fastened tightly to it. A strap of some kind she guessed.
Another was attached to her other wrist and she was allowed to
rest her arms on the bed while straps were pulled tight around
her ankles. Once this was accomplished, the mysterious hands
took her right wrist again and tugged it backward. Tara arched
herself slightly so that her wrist strap could be attached to
the ankle strap on the same side. The same procedure was done on
her left leaving her bottom even higher in the air.

	More straps were fastened to her young lithe body, these
on her thighs just above her knees. The unseen hands pulled the
straps wide apart and tied them somewhere on the bed, pulling
Tara's knees slightly wider then fastening them firmly. Tara was
now helpless and very widely exposed. She wondered what might
come next. The hands reached under her now and Tara gasped as
her left breast was stroked gently. The hands stroked inward,
toward her already firm nipple and the sensitve flesh crinkled
even further. By the time the stroking fingers touched her long
brown nipple, it was achingly hard. Tara felt the fingers pull
the nipple downward and pinch as it did so. Tara's nipples were
one of her most sensitive areas and she loved when they were
pulled and teased. She moaned softly as her left one was now
pulled out longer than it's normal 3/4 inch length. The fingers
pulled away but were soon replaced by the firm pinch of a nipple
clip. The right nipple was next leaving the metallic clips
hanging from Tara's long firm nips. 'If they don't stop playing
with those nipples I think I'm going to come from that alone.'
thought Tara as she panted softly at the sensation.

	Tara listened to movement again as the person (she was
sure it was now just one) moved back behind her. She felt the
persons hands slide up between her legs toward her chest. Now
the nipple clips were touched again and Tara felt them being
tugged downward. Cords to the clips were pulled back toward
Tara's feet and attached to rings on her ankle straps. The
effect pulled her already over-sensitive nipples outward and
pulled her upper body closer to her knees, thus bringing her
bottom even higher.

	Tara was soaked. She knew that whoever it was behind her
knew it too. How could they miss. Her pussy was so wet that she
could feel the trickly of her juices on her thighs. She was now
so hot that she didn't care who it was that was playing with her
body. She just wished they'd touch her, touch her pussy, her
ass, something to relieve her need.

	An unseen hand patted her upturned rump gently and then
Tara listened as they walked back to the door and opened it. The
door closed gently leaving Tara alone again but this time
completely bound and helpless.

	Her wait was not long, only a couple of minutes and to
her amazement, her sexual excitement mounted again in that time.
When the door opened again, she was panting so much that she
almost missed it. This time the footsteps did not take long to
walk around her and then move behind her. She felt a hand on her
buttock. 'Was it the same person?' she wondered. The hand left
her, only to return a moment later to palp her buttock to the
side, exposing her anus more fully. Tara gasped at the cool
touch of the lubricant on the tip of the strange finger. It
teased at her opening a moment then slid inside. Tara was so hot
that there was no resistance, even in her rear passage. The
finger moved deeply in and out, adding more lubricant as it did
so. Tara's body moved back and forth in its bonds, trying to get
more of the finger in her. 'She was close, oh so very close.'
she thought and then the finger pulled away.

	"Oh please..." she whimpered, speaking for the first
time since she was blindfolded.

	The touch at her anus again was immediate but this time
it was the tip of a plug that touched her there. She loved
having her ass teased but this was only the second time she'd
had a plug inserted there. She felt the widest part spread her
anus wide and then her sphincter pulled the narrow neck inwards
as she gasped out loud at the sensation. Tara knew she was on
the edge, one more push and she would not be able to hold back
her orgasm.

	"So you like it so far do you?" chuckled Carl.

	"Oh God Carl. Please! I'm so close." gasped Tara,

	Carl moved behind her and touched the tip of his cock to
her soaked opening.

	"Oh yessssss!" cried Tara as Carl pushed forward in one
long motion until he was deep in her.

	It did not take long. As he stroked in and out in long
full strokes, Carl reached down to twist the plug that he had so
recently inserted in his submissive girlfriend's bottom. Tara
pushed back as best she could in the tight bondage. Each thrust
by Carl had the clips on her nipples pulled by the cords
attached to her ankles.

	A moment later Tara's whole body tensed up. Carl twisted
her plug again and wave after wave crashed over her. She cried
out loudly again and again, straining upward so the nipples
clips would pull her nipples and breasts downward. Finally, it
was over.

	It was much later, curled up in bed with her head
resting on Carl's chest that she asked.

	"Carl?"

	"Yes hon?"

	"Was it you? You know, who came in the room?"

	Carl chuckled quietly. "Maybe next time I'll leave the
blindfold off so you can see for sure but this time I'll not
tell you."

	Tara wondered as she fell asleep and would until the
next time.




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