The Weekend Ch. 04

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Sub starts to get in over his head.
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Part 4 of the 9 part series

Updated 10/30/2022
Created 05/20/2011
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I arrived at the hotel and entered the lobby. Going to the front desk, I gave my name and said I was checking in. The rather matronly woman behind the desk said, "one moment, please" and went into the office behind her. I stood there with nothing to do but wonder what was in store for me this weekend. What plans did you have? I felt a stirring in my pants thinking about this, even though it hadn't been that long ago that I last came. A glance at the clocked showed that five minutes had passed, and still no one had re-appeared. Realizing that I only had five more minutes to get into the room, I rang the bell on the counter, but to no avail.

Finally, at 2:57, another woman emerged from the office. She was very well-endowed and wearing a sweater that was much too tight to be deemed anywhere close to professional -- well, at least, in *this* kind of profession. Even with the short amount of time left, it was very difficult to look her in the face for more than a second at a time. When I managed to tear my eyes from her breasts, she was smiling knowingly, almost wickedly. I wondered if she could know why I was here, then dismissed the idea as my imagination running wild.

She said, "We've been expecting you. Do you have your bag?" I handed her the bag and she handed me a room key. As she disappeared into the office with my bag, I hurried down the hall to our room. Fortunately, it was on the first floor, so I didn't have to wait on the elevator. I unlocked the door, walked to the bed, and picked up the note I found there, just as I saw the clock on the end-table turn from 2:59 to 3:00.

"Hello, slave," the note read. "Hopefully, you are reading this note in time. If you aren't -- and I *will* know -- you will be punished. Plus, it further limits your time for the next steps."

"In the closet, you will find a room safe, currently open. Take off your shoes and put them in the safe. Also put in there all the contents of your pockets, any jewelry or watches, and the room key. Do *not* close the safe. When you have done this, open the drawer on the end-table and read the next instructions. You have until 3:03."

I glanced at the clock and saw it change to 3:02. A brief wave of panic swept over me. Then I remembered that you said *not* to close the safe, so I thought this was really no big deal. I could still retrieve anything if I wanted to do so. I followed your instructions and then opened the drawer to retrieve the next note.

"Below this note is a laundry bag. Take off all your clothes and put them in this bag. When you are done, your next instructions will be in the top dresser drawer. You have until 3:07." Now we were getting somewhere. Still quite safe, but the excitement of your orders to get naked was quite exhilirating. I undressed quickly and put the clothes in the bag. I went to the dresser drawer with a minute to spare and pulled out the next note.

"I've changed my mind about the safe. Close the door -- it will lock automatically. I know the combination." Now a real wave of panic overcame me. Closing that safe door meant surrendering to you *completely*. My wallet was in there, as well as my keys. Even if I chose to *walk* home without shoes on, I wouldn't be able to get in the house. There was more to the note, so I tried to distract myself from this critical decision by reading on.

"Once you have done this, take the laundry bag with your clothes in it and put it outside the room door. Your next instructions will be in the middle dresser drawer. You have until 3:20."

I looked at the clock -- 3:08. No more than 30 seconds of things to do, but you had given me more than 10 minutes to think about this life-changing decision. Rather than have to quickly obey, as I had been doing before, I had plenty of time to consider this, to feel my heart beating faster, to realize all the ramifications. This was the moment of truth. If I obeyed you, I was totally yours, completely at your mercy. If I disobeyed, I knew that you'd never talk to me again. I stood there naked, trembling, weighing the options, as time crawled to a stand-still.

Eight long minutes later, I decided to obey. I had four minutes left. Not wanting to give myself an opportunity to turn back or re-consider, I headed for the closet. I would kick the safe door shut and then grab a towel from the bathroom to wrap around myself while I put the clothes bag outside the door, just in case the improbable happened and someone emerged from the room across the hall at that exact moment.

Two events happened simultaneously right after I kicked the safe door. I heard it shut behind me, and I snapped on the bathroom light to reveal NO towels or washcloths. I rolled my eyes, thought "It figures", and decided to continue. I peaked out the peephole to make sure that no one was there. But there was. The door to the room across the hall was open and the maid was standing in the doorway talking on her cel phone. She wasn't facing my direction, but any peripheral motion (like a naked man opening a hotel room door) would attract her attention.

Then I noticed that her cart was sitting just outside my doorway, nearly blocking the entire door. If it stayed there, I wouldn't be able to simply open the door a little, hiding behind it, and slide the bag out; I would have to open the door almost all the way. I stepped back into the main part of the room to see the clock change to 3:18. I stood there, wondering what I was going to do. As the clock turned to 3:19, I went back to the door, summoning up my resolve.

I peeked out the peephole again and -- oh, good -- she wasn't there anymore. The door to the other room was still propped open, but she was gone. I figured she was in the bathroom cleaning, so I quickly pulled open the door before she re-appeared. I stepped forward to place the bag next to the door just as the maid stood up, having been kneeling behind the cart getting some towels. I froze for an instant as the bag dropped out of my hand. I stood there naked before her for what seemed an eternity before my wits came back to me. I jumped back into the room and slammed the door shut.

As I headed back to the dresser for my next instructions, I heard the maid applauding.

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jsg1966jsg1966almost 13 years agoAuthor
so bored, he has to keep reading

I think it's funny as hell that the first commenter talks about how bored he is, having read 4 chapters, and apparently planning on reading more ("let's see what happens").

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 13 years ago
Why So Short?

I really like everything about this series, except the length of the chapters. Please make them longer. Thank you!

boojum17boojum17almost 13 years ago
Not at all bad.

I am finding this a fairly good story, with a lot of potential for becoming even better, and I have given it 4 *s. I also hope you won't be discouraged by those who snipe anonymously about your work. As someone once told me, listen to the words of Rickie Nelson's 'Garden Party'.

If they don't like your writing, well, no-one is twisting their arm to make them read it!

Good luck - keep going, and thank you.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 13 years ago
Enjoyed

Unlike the other comments on here, I am rather enjoing this series. Although these chapters seem to run a bit short and i think they should come a bit faster. Well done and i can't wait to read the next one ...

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 13 years ago
i agree

there should be a rubbish category on lit. this should be in it

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