I’m sitting at the bar of a city hotel sipping a central Otago Pinot Noir.

I noticed her before she noticed me.

She paused just inside the hotel bar, exactly where I expected her to stop. The little black dress was the one I’d asked her to wear, I knew she had followed my other instructions, no panties, butt plug in and a special instruction… sit behind the driver in the uber an discreetly touch herself to make sure she was already wet when she arrived.

I let her wait.

That was always the first reminder: patience. Watching her stand there—still, composed, visibly holding herself in check, trying not to quiver in anticipation.

When I finally stood, the change registered in her immediately. Her shoulders shifted, breath adjusted, posture refined without conscious effort. She came to me and stopped at the familiar distance—close enough to feel my presence, far enough to remain contained.

The elevator ride upstairs unfolded in silence. She went to speak but l stopped her and drew her in for a deep passionate kiss, a small indulgence for following my instructions so precisely.

In the room, I closed the door and took my time. The quiet mattered. The space mattered. She remained still, centered, waiting without tension. I watched the rise and fall of her breathing… I instructed her to remove the dress and put on the cuff that were sitting on the end of the bed.. as she did I took in every sexy curve of her body and felt myself stiffen dramatically.

When I bound her wrists together, it was careful and practiced, loose enough to reassure, firm enough to remind. I told her she was a ‘good girl’ and kissed her again.. another small reward.

I lead her to the bed and positioned her in the centre binding her wrist to the head board the watching her eyes widen with a spark of lust as I showed her the spreader bar and fastened it to her ankles fully exposing her smooth pussy glistening with the wetness of her longing.

I moved around her slowly, fingers tracing familiar paths along her arms and shoulders, never lingering too long, never giving her exactly what she expected. Each pause stretched the moment, allowing anticipation to do the work. She thrust her restrained body towards me aching for more but I push her back down and step away to take in the beautiful sight of her body exposed and waiting for me.

I take out a red silk blindfold and firmly bind it removing her sight to heighten her senses. I kiss her once more then step away to retrieve a piece of ice form the mini bar fridge an use it to trace her body from neck to herd nipples and finally her inner thighs, pussy and clit.. delighting in the moans and gasps. I let her know she must cum before she receives any of the cock she desires and then harden almost painfully as the deep moan escapes her as I replace the ice cube on her clit with my hot tongue, slowly moving against it building pressure.

As her moans build I stop moving up to nibble and suck on her neck and nipples before returning to her pussy .. now unbelievably wet inserting two fingers as my slow lingering tongues continues to press and worship her clit. Her moans now match her thrusting hips in a rhythmic way before I feel her pussy clench against my fingers and her release shuddering with loud moans, soaking my mouth and beard. I continue to gently lick her pussy as the orgasm subsides.

I leave her restrained and panting as it move up to kiss her deeply and slowly enter her with my rock hard cock.. slowly but finally fulling her with what she has desired since that uber ride at the start of the night.

It’s much later and many more orgasams  before she is finally released…