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A Fortunate Housekeeping

By

Nessus



It was a beautiful city, new to us and it would have been wonderful to spend time exploring it but we were here for business and, with any luck, a little fun. It had been a mad rush to the airport and, of course, the plane was late so we ended up checking into the hotel mid-afternoon with our small bags.

“Good afternoon, Mr and Mrs Simpson,” the clerk at the reception said after checking our reservation details. “Let’s see, just staying the one night?”

“Yes,” Diana answered. “Unfortunately, just one night.” We were spending all day tomorrow looking at investment properties that Diana had selected for inspection, hopefully buying one and flying back home that evening. It was going to be a busy time with dinner tonight the only opportunity for relaxation.

“This is nice,” Diana announced as she looked around our suite while I dumped our bags in the corner. “Look, a spa bath,” she said from the bathroom as I pulled the curtains back to inspect the city spread below us.

“Good,” I said absently, watching the traffic wend its way through the streets below. 

“Lost in thought?” she said, her arms encircling me as she rested her chin on my shoulder.

“Not now,” I said smiling and turning so I held her close.

“You’ve been working too hard, Robert,” she said as she hugged me.

“So have you,” I murmured, her scent surrounding me and my cock stirred.

Diana pushed back and smiled up at me. “I think we have some time,” she said, her fingers loosely trailing across my crotch. “Time to play,” she breathed. “Would you like that?”

“Yes,” I murmured, my cock swelling immediately.

“Good,” she said crisply, pulling away. “Get naked, darling and lie on the bed.”

Diana smiled at me, watching me strip as she rummaged in her bag. She was still smiling when she handcuffed my wrists to the bed head and I gasped in surprise as she also cuffed my ankles to the foot-rail so my legs were spread apart. 

Her fingers trailed over my eyelids, I closed my eyes and she snapped a sleep mask over my head, plunging me into darkness. “Can’t have you looking, can we darling?” she giggled softly. This was a game she had developed over the last few months where I was always blindfolded when we made love so I could not see her naked. I tried to remember when I had last seen her pussy and couldn’t, although I had tasted it many, many times.

I moaned as her warm hand stroked my cock until I was rock hard and then I felt her fastening the studded leather strap tightly around it. I knew I would remain hard until that was removed and I wondered when she would remove it and if she was going to allow me to come. The illicit feeling of submission rose with my arousal, as we both knew it would.

A rustle of clothing and, a few moments later, the bed moved as Diana straddled me, using the head of my restricted cock to tease around her pussy. A moment later, she lowered her pussy to my waiting face, using my nose, my chin and my entire face to stimulate herself. I thought I heard little moans from her as she wantonly used my face, completely ignoring my needs and me until she suddenly turned and slid her wetness onto my cock.

I gasped as she slowly slid up and down on my hard cock. “Don’t come, Bobby” she warned me sharply although we both new it was impossible for me to do so with the cock strap in place. She leaned down and took possession of my face with her hot lips, her tongue fucking my mouth as her pussy rose up and down on my straining cock.

Finally, she moaned as she reached her orgasm, ramming her wet crotch against mine as her body quivered in delight. Moments later, she disengaged with a soft pop, kissed me and left the bed, leaving me in my darkness, helpless, my still hard cock waving above my belly as I listened to her move around the room. The bath started to run and I was shocked when she suddenly slid a ball gag into my mouth and buckled it around my head. I was now completely helpless, completely at her disposal and my cock twitched at the thought.

Soon, I heard the spa motor surge into life and it was sometime before I heard Diana return to the room, her perfume filling one of my remaining senses. “Still hard, Bobby” she commented. “Good”

She removed the sleep mask and, blinking up at her in the sudden light into life, I saw she was dressed in her simple black dress. A single gold necklace hung around her throat and she was beautiful.

 “I’m going down to the lobby bar for a cocktail,” Diana calmly announced and I looked at her in surprise. “When Housekeeping come, darling, tell then there’s no need to turn the bed down but we would like the chocolates.” My eyes widened in shock, she was going to leave me here for the maids to find? I protested into the gag but my words were garbled sounds. “Of course,” she laughed, “you can’t tell them, can you? I’ll leave them a note.”

I protested some more into the gag but she ignored me as she turned to the small desk and wrote something onto some notepaper. Diana was still smiling as she held the note up for me to see. “Housekeeping,” it read.” Don’t worry about turning the bed down as I’ve left my slave in position for my to use when I return. Please leave the chocolates. Thank you. Mrs Simpson, Room 402.”

Squirming uselessly on the bed, I frantically yelled into the gag until she lightly slapped my bare chest. “Stop that,” Diana said sharply. “You know you have to let me do anything I like when you are aroused and we both know you enjoy it so stop this silly noise.” The sleep mask was snapped around my head and I was enveloped in darkness once again, my heart pounding at the thought of what was going to happen.

“I’ll leave the note here,” she said and I felt her place the paper on my chest. “Still hard,” she giggled, “so you are enjoying this.” I wanted to scream that I was hard because of the strap and not because she was going to humiliate me with the maids but deep inside, I wondered what was true. Diana kissed me gently on my nose. ‘See you a little later, darling,” she murmured and, a moment later, the door closed behind her.

Was she really going to do it, I wondered to myself as my heart pounded? Was she really going to leave me naked, handcuffed, gagged and blindfolded with a hard strapped cock for the maids to find? Or was this an elaborate tease and she would come back in after a few moments?

I waited for what seemed like an eternity but Diana didn’t return. My ears strained but I couldn’t hear anything. Suddenly, I heard distant sounds down the corridor outside the room and my heart pounded. There were muffled voices and every now and again I could hear someone tapping on doors to the other rooms.

The maids were coming! My stomach heaved as I realised that Diana was really going to do this, really expose me to the maids and there was nothing I could do about it. 

Then, the moment I was dreading arrived and someone tapped on the door. “Housekeeping,” a female voice called through the door. “Turn down service,” she called again and, as my heart pounded, I heard a key slide into the lock.

I was trembling when the door slowly opened. “Housekeeping,” she called again, her voice louder and I knew she was walking into the room. Suddenly, there was a gasp and my face burned with embarrassment, as I knew she was looking at me. My ears strained and I thought I heard a giggle and then a quick movement as, I surmised, she moved to the open door. She called urgently down the corridor in a language I did not know.

Another voice at the door, whispering in that unknown language and punctuated with giggles and, suddenly, I knew at least two women were standing in the room looking at me. More whispers and soft laughter as tentative fingers picked up the note. I imagined the two maids reading Diana’s note, as I lay humiliated in my complete exposure.

Laughter and urgent whispers as I felt something dropped onto my naked chest and I imagined what I must look like to the women, my hard constrained cock and my gagged face read with embarrassment. More laughter and then, thankfully, the door closed and I was left alone with my shame.

A little later, the door opened and closed again. “I see Housekeeping have left the chocolates,” Diana laughed softly as she took them from my naked chest. “Nice to see you’re still hard,” she said as the bed moved with her weight. Suddenly, her pussy slid down on my hard cock and I realised she had gone downstairs without panties! Diana used me ruthlessly to reach her second orgasm and then slid off me.

“That was nice, darling,” she said calmly as she removed the sleep mask and the gag. Moments later she released my wrists and left the keys to my ankles on my chest. “Free yourself, darling. I have to put some panties on.”

I was seated on the bed when she came back and I looked accusingly at her. Diana laughed and kissed me gently. “Poor darling. Let’s get this off.” Her fingers removed the strap and my hard cock bobbed free. “We have a lot to discuss tonight, dear,” she said warmly, “so I need you to get back to your normal, business-like focus. Kneel down there and play with yourself.”

Flushing, I knelt before her and started caressing my cock as she smiled down at me. I no longer masturbated unless she ordered me to do so. I felt so vulnerable when she made me masturbate for her but I also felt that delicious feeling of submission. Cheekily, she parted her legs so I could look up past her stocking tops to the white lace that tantalisingly obscured her pussy. “You look so sweet when you play with yourself,” she teased and I blushed as my hand brought me closer.

“Can I come?” I groaned as I near the edge.

“No,” she said sharply and, surprised, I removed my hand, my cock bobbing madly in front of me. Diana walked to the bathroom and returned with a wad of tissues. “Here,” she said and I took them. “Now you can come,” Diana said softly.  She stood next to me, her fingers idly stroking my hair as I jerked myself to a massive orgasm, spurting wildly into the tissues.

Shakily, I stood up and Diana kissed me deeply. “Thank you,” I murmured into her soft hair. “You constantly amaze me.”

“Feel better?” she asked, twinkling eyes examining my face and I nodded sheepishly. “Good, we can now talk business over dinner.”

We enjoyed dinner and had an early night to prepare for as full day inspecting properties. The next morning I was following Diana down the corridor with the bags on our way to check out when I heard some soft laughter. I turned and saw a group of Asian maids, giggling and watching us as we walked past.

My face was burning and Diana, hearing the giggling, looked at the maids and then back at me. “Thank you for the chocolates,” she said to the maids, a big grin on her face. “You have an excellent Housekeeping service.”

The maids burst into laughter and chattered to each other in their language as, face crimson, I hurried after my wife.


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