am-books Chapter 181.5 – Love Hotel (18+)
Chapter 181.5 – Love Hotel (18+)
Chapter 181.5 – Love Hotel (18+)
---This time I mean it; this will be the furthest I go down the BDSM route as this is starting to go way further than expected lol. If you like that sort of thing though, then here you go since it’s a really longgg session... (Basically 2 chapters in one.)
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“Heh Ikarus, we really need to buy some of this stuff and bring it back. We’ve got an untouched cellar back at home and this would fit perfectly down there”
You know those times where you sooo don’t want to be right yet you unfortunately are? My part yandere wife has thought it’s a brilliant idea to book one of those dungeon themed hotels and honestly, I’d be a little overwhelmed if my libido wasn’t so excited.
Having just entered the hotel room and to describe the interior, it has the stereotypical red and black vibe you can imagine but the amount of bondage stuff we have around here is insane! We’ve got a sex bench with straps all around, boxes filled with various toys and discipline tools, a spanking bench, a pillory that’s connected to the end of the bed and even a small cage on the floor at the foot of the bed as well! This place is my-, I mean Petra’s dream!
Despite my excitement, I still can’t help but pout a little, I am trying the best to keep this relationship from going full fifty shades but it’s so hard goddamn it!
“You seriously couldn’t help yourself, could you Petra? We could’ve gone to a five-star hotel, spent days lounging by the pool and having as much room service as possible, but it had to be bondage hotel, didn’t it?”
“Heh, we already get treated like queens back at home so why not the kinky change Ikarus? Besides, are you really telling me you wouldn’t like a little room service of our own? I bet you’ll look amazing inside that cage!”
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“*Sighhh*... So, guess I’m the submissive this time around then? And here I thought I awakened something in you”
Petra tries not to laugh at my comment but I generally thought I had!
“Heh, you did Ikarus but deep down, I think we both know how the real power dynamic between us works. If you want to prove me otherwise, then does mistress Ikarus want to return tonight?”
Wait, she’s actually giving me the chance to? Hmm, I guess I could... erm... okay, all this stuff is way too advanced and I haven’t got a clue where to begin.
“Nah, you’re not robbing my of this opportunity Petra. Let’s just get on with it then before I change my mind... you want me to strip down?”
In the end, I guess we did say we’ll save stuff like bondage and BDSM for special occasions, the wedding night and honeymoon holiday are pretty special. Not sure why I’m trying to convince myself otherwise against this, let’s just hope things return back to normal when we get back because we’re going to end up in a proper master-sub relationship at this rate...
“Heh, yes Ikarus. From now on until the morning though, you don’t call me anything other than mistress and you won’t be anything more than my loving pet. Is that clear?”
‘Pet? I guess it’s cuter than slave or something like that but still. I’m kinda hoping this doesn’t go too far down the animalistic route but not opposed if it does’
“Urgh, do we really have to do that Petra? It always sounds so cringe when I’m involved”
“Heh, last time I checked, this pet of mine got me to call you mistress last time around, did it not?”
“Yeah, but you were being bratty for most of it! Fine... poxy mistress”
“Heh, much better pet but remove the poxy part otherwise you’ll regret it. Now, neatly fold your clothes up in the corner and then get on the bed. Once there, you shall await further instructions nice and quietly, got that?”
“...”
‘Stupid Petra going full on domme mode with me tonight. I should try and be bratty but I’d rather not since this is hot enough already’
Anyways, once going through her instructions and being naked on the bed, albeit with two additional piercings that still hurt a tad even now, Petra’s attitude changes in a split second when she points at the pillory. She’s actually pretty scary when she’s like this.
“In the stockade, now!”
Quickly doing as Petra says, I rest both my hands and head against the lower part, then find the top part click down keeping me securely in place from the devilish mistress alongside me. This is definitely not what I imagined we’d be doing waking up this morning.
From this position, Petra has full access to everything behind me and I can’t see shit! What has she got in store for me today then?
“Good girl! Pretty as always...”
Petra very slowly starts to make her way into my limited range of sight smiling like a madwoman at the trap she now has me trapped in.
Beforehand, there’s something she must do going up to my obviously flustered face. Once standing right in front of me, she places both hands on my cheeks and quickly changes the tone of what’s going on...
“...If things get too much Ikarus, make sure you say chubby and I’ll stop whatever it is instantly. You got that?”
“Are we really still using that as our safeword Petra? Can’t we just use banana or something less stupid?”
“Heh, for someone in your position, pet, you’re surprisingly picky... Seriously Ikarus, we’re not starting until you say it first”
“Urgh, fine... chubby”
“Good girl pet! Stay here for a minute while I go freshen up...”
‘She even just gave me a freaking head pat! Urgh, I need to destroy that part of my brain that doesn’t hate this!’
Anyways, Petra goes into the bathroom giving me a second to think and recollect on how I got here, how all my life decisions have ended up with me about to be tormented by my wife in freaking stockade of all places. This piece of furniture is less uncomfortable than I imagined it would be but I guess the hotel owners would get lawsuits if people kept getting splinters of something.
“There you are mistress... hang on, please don’t put that freaking thing on me!”
Once Petra returns taking a good amount of time, she comes out wearing a slightly different dominatrix outfit to the usual still looking as hot as hell. This one seems less latex based but still has that fear factor that makes her so freaking good at this. Except, that’s not the reason why I’m scared...
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“Calm down pet! I can’t be having you hump everything in sight so this is necessary! It’s either this or you getting neutered”
Petra waves that stupid chastity belt in my face like she’s pure evil. The only difference from last time is that the butt plate is already removed basically meaning she’s going to keep that on me for a long time, I know it! We’ve already done chastity play for long enough! I’m trying not to be pedantic on that neutered comment since we’re already infertile anyways but still, anything to get my mind off that stupid belt now going on my waist.
Trying my best to not complain, I knuckle down and allow mistress Petra to do what she pleases... except, my thoughts change almost immediately when I realize how she’s going about this.
‘Aww, I really don’t want this on agai-... hang on, I’ve changed my mind! I love her so freaking much’
Petra quickly gets the belt wrapped around and back under my waist, that’s when I feel something much larger than just a simple vibe slowly slip in between the wetness that’s already formed. Obviously, the disappointment swiftly turns into excitement from that partially soft dildo between my legs. There’s no chance this is going to be a long-term thing now.
Anyways, once the belt is nice and secure around my waist leaving me filled with my foreign intruder, Petra eyes up her prey almost looking like she’s heavily thinking about something new. What pervy scheme has she got lined up next?
“Something is missing... ah, a true pet needs a tail, does it not? This one suits you perfectly, right pet?”
Petra now pulls something else out, a butt plug connected with a long, reddish-orange fluffy tail that surprisingly matches with my hair. No idea where she’s had that made but it ain’t from this hotel I can tell you, bondage restraints are one thing but actual sex toys that penetrate are off limits here. Eh, I guess that magic wand in the box doesn’t really count as it’s a ‘massager’ and there is a sex store literally next door to the hotel but we haven’t been to that yet.
‘Guess I’m finally going to experience what anal feels like today, can’t say it sounds too appealing but you never know. I’m not going to say chubby for something like this’
While I’m making myself ready trying to prepare for the pain I can see incoming, Petra’s making sure to apply literal handfuls of lube basically making the thing drip in it. At least she’s trying to
Before starting the entering procedure, my wife gets back on the bed and instead of going straight to the plug, starts getting me ready another way.
‘That’s... different. Mhmm... not entirely sure about that, so so is the best way I can describe it’
Entering using a finger, then moving up to two, Petra’s obviously trying to prepare me best for this but I don’t think this will make that much of a difference. At least it‘s not painful yet, I suppose. The fact she’s using her other hand to lightly rub against my clit definitely seems to be taking my mind off things as well.
Going in as slowly as possible, I start to feel the warmed-up metal sliding in thanks to Petra’s preparation. It must be going in at a snail’s pacing but it’s still bearable, for now at least.
Every time it starts to feel any interference, Petra takes a second to allow myself to relax again, then we continue on. All of its fine until the tail finally gets to the end and slips entirely in...
“Ouch ouch ouch! Fuck! Oww...”
How the fuck can anyone enjoy that!? That shit really hurts! Pun not intended...
“Everything okay pet?”
“*Huff*... yeah Petr-, mistress. Why does that hurt so much? That’s not fun at all!”
“Damn it pet! When I tell you to cum, you cum! We can try this all night if you can’t learn, I’ve got nothing better to do!”
And again, the third round except the machine stays powered close to thirty seconds on a much lower setting this time. It makes no difference though; Petra knows exactly when I’m getting to that orgasm stage and always stops in prematurely.
“Cum! You’re seriously being this disobedient? Is there a problem with you pet or am I bad owner? Only one of those things are true and it sure as hell better not be the latter!”
‘I’m going to cry at this rate! Three times in not even a couple of minutes, this is unbearable!’
“We’ll continue on shortly pet... Ikarus, you still with me?”
Petra feels the needs to break the scene as I’m probably dripping with sweat and frustration, she seriously needs to do this now!?
“Of course I’m freaking not mistress! Just let me cum already! All this talk is hot enough but you give me the strongest thing ever and then don’t let me climax!?”
“Heh, you’ll understand why I’m doing this later on Ikarus. If it’s too much, just say the word and I’ll-”
‘That’s it, sometimes I think she needs to just double down and not care’
“Petra, you’re pissing me off now. If I need the safe word, I’ll freaking say it! Sorry... just do what you want to do and I’ll say if it’s too much. This isn’t even close to my limit”
I think for the first time ever, I’ve actually shocked Petra with my words said in anger. There are times where she’s too sensitive for her own good, stop breaking the freaking scene and just keep edging me already! I know my limits and if you’re giving me a safeword, then we’ll use that if needed and not worry until then.
It doesn’t take much for her to go straight back into the horny roleplay though, I think that was the closest we’ve ever had to having an actual argument. Sometimes, she treats me like I’m made of glass or something and this isn’t needed especially when we’re doing something like this. My main limit is pain and spanking. Other than that, I’m pretty much game even if this is like a frustration sort of torture.
“Well then, shall we continue with your training pet? Something tells me this training is making you bitchy so we’ll just have to push your limits even further then”
‘Even further? Guess I asked for that...’
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“Mhm... nn...”
“How many times is this now pet? How difficult is it to just follow my orders? I’m not mad at you, just disappointed now”
‘I need to cum, I really need to cum! Argh! It’s not even like I can hump this thing tied up like this, fuck me!’
The same routine every time and my body just will not let get over the edge! It doesn’t matter if I try to rub up against it or try anything else. Once the vibration turns off, it’s impossible. The edging marathon continues and I think we’re on nine times? Or twelve, or fifteen, I don’t really know anymore except from the fact I feel mentally broken and exhausted. I asked for this I guess but I didn’t think Petra would take my words to heart that much.
Against this machine, it’s not like I can even stop myself getting close to the edge so it’s just a vicious cycle of trying to ignore the pleasure, letting it get the best of me, then everything cuts short as the machine powers down and a telling off from Petra.
“Whatever did I do to deserve such a disobedient pet like you? *Sigh*, I’ll never know. It’s such a shame you’re allergic to spanking otherwise you’d be getting a real punishment right now”
‘Heh, allergic to spanking, that’s cute’
“You know pet, I’m starting to feel tired now so let’s continue this training in the morning then. You can get yourself out of that, right? Or don’t, I really don’t care”
‘Damn it, is she actually not going to let me cum tonight then!? Have I really been that bad?’
Petra makes her way out of sight and presumably lays down on the bed when the machine starts to hum to life once more.
“What do you know, the cable reaches all the way over here. Provide some sleeping groans for me pet while I have a quick nap. We’ll continue your lessons tomorrow”
‘Oh God, here comes round whatever we’re on now... urgh, it’s coming again’
“Urgh... mhmm...”
Expecting everything to stop, I don’t even try forcing or pacing an orgasm out just expecting this to be another failure... except, it never stops, the machine never fucking stops.
“Urgh... urgh... FUCK! Argh!”
Without no preparation, my entire body starts fitting before I even hit the peak and to say the orgasm is explosive is a massive understatement. Everything beforehand doesn’t even come close; this is some pent-up energy that could rivel the atomic bomb. I’m even seeing stars with how much this is putting me through.
“Urgh urgh...”
It doesn’t just end nor slows down; the orgasm just keeps powering along until my vision starts to go foggy. Combine with the fact I’m still filled with two foreign intruders and even just somehow squirted all over this, it’s safe to say that was the strongest finish I’ve ever had by some margin.
It’s so powerful in fact, I know I’m going to pass out if this keeps it up. This needs to stop now otherwise this is going too far even for my horny mind to take.
“*Huff huff*... P-Petra... too much”
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No immediate response which makes my anxiety skyrocket, am I actually going to pass out from cuming? This machine is so powerful and the edging was so long, I think it’s actually going to happen...
“S-Sorry Ikarus... it’s off now”
Thankfully, it was only a second or two before Petra turns the sybian off giving my brain a chance to recover. I can only speculate but my best guess is she just came as well using that wand of hers. Forget to mention it but I’m pretty sure I heard buzzing coming from the bed as well once Petra stopped my edging.
Yeah, that’s definitely a wand. Listening to that over there is making me want her to turn this back on now but probably not the greatest of ideas. Someday I’ll pass out during sex but today’s not the day.
Once the buzzing stops and I presume we’re both all nice and orgasmed out, Petra comes back to me with a reddish look on her face that proves my assumption and starts to untie everything, also giving me a quick kiss on the mouth in the process. I couldn’t even stop her if I wanted to right now with my arms still like this.
“That was quite the entertainment pet. Unfortunately for you, I still need to give you some discipline of sorts...”
‘We’re still doing this game? I don’t think I can take being edged anymore so hopefully it’s something else’
“...How does a night in the cage sound? Don’t answer me pet, that’s more than suitable for such disobedience”
After taking a painfully long time getting everything untied, Petra basically helps drag my exhausted body over to the metal furniture piece and the end of the bed. Despite the zoinked out state I’m in, I’m still conscious enough to know the safe word is chubby and I’m still not using it.
Anyways, she gives a quick point to the cage and I groggily get inside the stupid thing. At least she can’t edge me from inside here, right? Unless that dildo does in fact have a vibe inside it.
The cage itself has floor which is basically a thick blanket and I have just enough room to basically curl up into the fetal position. At least it’s big enough I suppose, I can definitely get somewhat comfortable inside here but still. Is this actually happening of is this just fantasy?
Once inside, the door slams shut and I see her definitely put a padlock on the door this lock this time around, am I actually staying in here all night!?
“Night pet, don’t want to hear anything coming from you unless it’s an end of the world emergency. I’ll get you nice and fed tomorrow so sleep tight”
As soon as she says that, the lights go out from the blanket she covers across the cage and I’m completely stuck. Even me giving a slight kick to the door does nothing.
‘Fucking hell, I think she’s actually going through with this! I’m conflicted, this is hot as hell but can I really sleep like this? The floor is comfortable enough’
Despite the fact this should be pretty scary, all I can think about is how she should’ve left me in this state with something switched on down below. I still haven’t taken those two things out simply because she didn’t say anything about it, am I allowed to or not?
Trying to make myself comfortable, I quickly realize trying to sleep like this is going to be a pain in the arse, literally I might add. I can get myself comfortable enough but the tail and phallus are distracting as hell.
‘Eh, guess I’ll just deal with it then...’
And so, I spent the rest of the night chained up in the cage, still with both plugs in all the while having no clue when Petra would decide it was time to release me...
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Except, I’m too pedantic to allow such a hot fantasy to be considered as fact. I was left in that state for not even five minutes before Petra got concerned and took off pretty much everything. Fantasies are fantasies after all, imagine how painful it would’ve been getting tail out after that long. It hurt bad enough just going in and going out, all night and I’d be in tears.
I did funnily enough end up sleeping inside it though with the door unlocked, entirely down to my own decision making which made Petra laugh. The flooring, combined with an additional blanket or two made for a really comfortable bed I could curl up on, I actually kinda liked it more than I care to admit.
Maybe I’m part dog as well as bird or something, hopefully Petra doesn’t go too far with this because she’ll probably get a cage put in back at home...