Ben had already checked in at the Motel earlier that afternoon. No visit to reception required and he and Shannon headed straight for their room.

Shannon stopped dead in the doorway, her breath hitching as her eyes swept over the bed. Ben had been thorough. The floral bedspread of the budget motel room was barely visible beneath the assortment of gear he’d meticulously laid out. Coils of soft, hemp rope sat beside a variety of vibrators—some small and discreet, others large and menacing. A black leather spider gag with a sturdy strap rested next to a set of heavy-duty nipple clamps, their metal surfaces gleaming under the harsh fluorescent light of the room.

Ben closed the door behind her, the click of the lock echoing in the small space. He didn't say a word at first, simply leaning against the doorframe and watching the way Shannon’s gaze lingered on the equipment. He could see the slight tremble in her thighs and the way her chest heaved, her nipples already peaking against the fabric of her clothes.

"Do you like what I've prepared for you?" Ben asked, his voice low and commanding.

Shannon swallowed hard, her gaze snapping from the bed to Ben. The anticipation was thick, a heavy tension that made the air feel electric. "I... yes," she whispered, her voice shaking.

Ben stepped forward, the distance between them closing rapidly. He reached out, his fingers gripping her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "Good. Because today, you don't have a say in anything. You belong to me."

He didn't wait for a response. He gripped her wrist and led her toward a chair, all the while staring at the bed. The sight of the ropes and clamps acting like a magnet. As she reached the edge of the chair, Ben pushed her forwards, and forced her to kneel on its soft pad.

Shannon was fixated by all that was laid before her. Ben picked up the leather collar and placed it around her neck and fastened it. He took a short piece of rope and passed it through the loop at the front of the collar and tied it off to the top of the chair. He then selected the spider gag.

“Open your mouth” he instructed. Shannon’s eyes widened as the metal ring pressed against her lips, the scent of leather filling her nostrils. She instinctively parted her teeth, and Ben pushed the ring deep forcing her jaw open. He pulled the leather strap tight behind her head, buckling it securely so that her lips were stretched wide around the ring. Shannon looked up at him with her bright and lively eyes.

Ben now moved behind her to secure her arms and legs. Her pushed her knees forward slightly so they were jammed against the back of the chair. He then tied her ankles to the front legs so that her sex and ass were exposed and there was little she could do to move.

“Put your arms behind your back.” Shannon obliged and he trussed her wrists and forearms.

Shannon was now anchored to the chair with little ability to move or adjust her position. Ben moved around her slowly, caressing her soft and pale skin. He paused as he ran a finger across her clitoris, up her wet lips and between her buttocks.

Shannon let out a muffled moan. She tried to speak, but all that came out were soft, guttural whimpers. She looked up at Ben, her pupils dilated, her breath coming in short, jagged gasps through her mouth.

Ben stepped back for a moment, admiring the way the gag made her look completely helpless and primed for whatever he had planned. He reached for the nipple clamps, the metal clicking as he tested the tension. He leaned over her, his voice a dark whisper.

"You look perfect like this, Shannon. Completely open. Completely mine."

He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them firmly before placing clamps onto her nipples. Shannon groaned again. A mixture of pain and pleasure.

Ben gently stroked her face and ran his finger along her jaw line. He touched her soft red lips and gently pushed his index finger into her mouth.

He leaned forward and whispered “suck”. Shannon slowly sucked on his finger, covering it in her saliva. Ben began unzipping his fly and freeing his throbbing cock. It sprang out, fully erect and pulsing. He moved forward and placed the tip at the opening of the ring.

“Lick it!” He commanded and Shannon dutifully began to run the tip of her tongue around his glistening cock. Ben held his cock so he could move it around her tongue, ensuring no part of his glans was untouched by Shannon’s tongue. Ben slowly pushed his cock into the ring opening and into the warmth of Shannon’s mouth. Shannon began sucking greedily, the straps of the gag keeping her mouth perfectly positioned for him.

Ben groaned, his hands gripping her hair as he began to thrust his cock deep into her throat, the leather straps ensuring she couldn't pull away, forcing her to take every inch of him. He withdrew momentarily so Shannon could catch her breath, before slowly pushing his cock all the way to the back of her mouth and into her throat. He now started to thrust with increasing rhythm, his balls banging against Shannon’s chin. Faster and faster and then with the deepest thrust of all he reached release and he shuddered as emptied himself into her mouth. He withdrew and smiled down at Shannon as cum oozed over the metal ring.

‘You are fucking amazing Shannon! Now it’s time to to start your journey of pleasure!”