The Weekend Ch. 09

I must have dozed off like that, because the next thing I remember was hearing the bathtub drain. There was no telling who looked in the window and saw me laying there on my back, your strap-on protruding from my ass. Or if any pictures were taken. Or video -- would I end up on one of the adult versions of Youtube?

I heard you calling me as the last of the water was draining. I got up off the bed -- a bit awkwardly -- and walked as best I could to the bathroom door. I pushed it open and saw you sitting on the toilet.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mistress. I'll give you a second," I said and backed out, starting to close the door.

"No, slave, come here," you responded. I obeyed and you told me to stand in front of you, my back to you. "Now bend over and grab your ankles."

I did as you commanded and you slowly began working the strap-on out of my ass. Most of the lube had dried, but it didn't take too long. I swear, when it finally came out, I felt a breeze run up my asshole all the way to my back teeth.

You set the strap-on aside and told me to stay in the same position. After a few seconds, I heard the sound of you pee-ing in the toilet. When you were done, you told me to stand up straight, take a step forward and turn around.

You stood up and looked me in the eye. "I really don't like the toilet paper at this hotel." You stepped over to the tub, spread your legs a bit and bent over, hands on the edge. "On your knees, and clean me up with your tongue."

Yet another first for me! But I knew better by now than to even hesitate. Besides, my tongue would be on your pussy -- a much more significant first, in my opinion. I hit my knees, leaned in and began licking -- tentatively at first. The combination of saltiness and sweetness quickly aroused me though, and my licking became more earnest and greedy.

Soon I felt you pressing more firmly against me and i knew that I was no longer cleaning you, but licking your pussy for more sexual purposes. You reached one hand to your clit and started playing with it, as I continued to lick and suck with abandon.

It didn't take you long at all to cum. I hungrily licked at your juices. As you calmed down, you laughed and said, "OK, now you have to clean me again. But light licks this time. I don't want this to be a never-ending cycle."

I obeyed and soon you stood up and thanked me. You reached over to the counter and grabbed a coin laying there. "Call it," you said as you flipped it in the air.

"Heads," I replied and it was, indeed, heads.

"Ah, you lucked out. OK, take off all that lingerie." I obeyed quickly, wondering a bit how getting completely naked was a lucky thing. I already saw how this weekend was going and was pretty sure that it wasn't the usual lucky thing.

You handed me a towel and told me to put it on and go to the front desk and get my bag. "In just this?" I asked.

"Well, yes. Unless you'd prefer to put the pretty pink stockings and camisole back on, too, before you wrap the towel around your waist." I shook my head and you said, "That's what I figured. That's why I said you lucked out. That would have been your fate if the coin had come up tails."

I wrapped the towel around me. There wasn't much overlap. While I didn't have to hold it in place, I needed to take small steps or my leg would come out the parting of the towel like Angelina Jolie at the Oscars.

As we stepped out of the bathroom, you donned a robe and glanced over at the clock. "Oh, this will be a good time. You should be back quickly. No one checks into a hotel at 5:30 on a Friday afternoon." You laughed wickedly at your sarcasm.

As I stepped out of the room, you said, "Hurry back. I'll order room service while you're gone."