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Submissive to my Doctor at the Motel

Published: 22/10/2018 21:00

Author: crisalli

Category: Sadomasochism

Dear readers, sorry for the absence of more stories, but lately, unfortunately, you have no time to edit and edit more stories. An example is this story, which although it happened a long time ago, but only now I was able to re-edit it. After a busy weekend at work, I finally found some time to take care of myself at the beginning of the month. It was a very calm Wednesday morning, and I was resolving some personal problems, having had a general checkup earlier and needed to take some tests to the clinic in a nearby town. After the consultation, I decided to take a walk in the mall, I wanted to watch something in the cinema to relax, and while I was deciding which film, I decided to "fall in love" with the windows (women's things, you know ...). As I was walking past a department store, I felt a hand go across my waist. I look back and see that my "favorite" doctor, André, is in front of me. If you don't know who I'm talking about, read my old stories: "My Doctor Prescribed Me Anal Sex" and "My Doctor Got Me Again". We greeted each other and I asked him what he was doing in a mall in the middle of the week. He said that he had an operation scheduled for that day, but since it had been postponed he decided to take advantage of the free time to relax a little. I tell him I was at that mall for the same reason and I tell him my plans for that day. Between small talk and lots of laughter, we'd go for walks together, when we were passing movie theaters, and we'd look at movie options. André then calls me and points to the poster of the film "Fifty Shades Darker". I looked at him, and he made that face and smiled. André didn't wait for my answer and went straight to the movie line. In fact, there was no line, since it was a Wednesday afternoon and the theaters were empty. She bought the tickets, and we waited in the lobby. I was already getting "excited" about this situation of seeing the movie with my favorite doctor. I hadn't seen the movie yet and wasn't planning on seeing it that day. But doing what... opportunities should be seized... I thought. As soon as we entered the room, we noticed that there was hardly anyone in the room, and most were sitting in the last rows, high up. Andre takes me by the hand and takes me to the first rows, where no one wanted to stay. He had chosen that place on purpose, because he knew that no one would stay there. When the lights go out, he holds my face and kisses me on the mouth, sticking his tongue inside my mouth. We sit down and start watching the movie, and when the "hot" scenes begin, let's say, Andre puts his hand on my leg and starts caressing it. I look at him, he's smiling cheekily, I reach over and step on his crotch, and I feel his dick all hard inside my pants. I put my hand inside his pants and grab his penis, he leans back in his chair and stretches to make it even easier for my hand to get inside his pants, I leans back in my chair too, and I feel his hand boiling on my breasts. I can't stand it, and I open his sleeve and I pull his dick out of his pants and it jumps hard out, and more than immediately I start jerking him off, and he whispers in my ear to stop, or I'll "go fuck myself" right there. I decide to listen to him... and he zips up his pants, pulls himself together and laughs at the situation... kisses me again, and asks me if I liked what "Christian Grey" was doing with little Anastasia Steele. I whispered in his ear that I loved being tied up and abused by my partner, and that made him get up, take my hand, and we left before the movie was even over. We left the movie theater and André didn't say anything, just walked hurriedly to the parking lot of the mall. We got in his car and he drove off down an avenue for about 20 minutes, when he drove into a motel. Instead of talking to the guard, he gets out of the car and talks to the clerk in the office next door. I was surprised, but I didn't say anything. He comes back, gets in his car, turns it on and drives to his room. This room was one of the last rooms in the motel and it looked much bigger than the others. It was like a luxury suite, it even had its own electronic gate. We parked in the garage and as soon as the gate closed, Andre was still inside the car, he jumped on me. He kissed me passionately, while his hands went all over my body. We stayed in that "huddle" for a long time, when we finally entered the room. To my pleasant surprise, it was a S&amp;M-style room. The bed had a headboard full of hooks that were used to "tie" the partner. Above the bed a solid wood frame and in the center in the shape of an X another frame full of hooks to "hang" the partner with the arms raised as if wishing. In the corner, an erotic sofa, where one side was higher than the other in the shape of a <unk>onda<unk>. Andrew then opens a small cupboard in the corner, where some toys, such as various types of leather whips, ropes, handcuffs, and masks, were possible. - Where do we start, I asked him. - Take off your clothes, he smiled cheerfully. I open the zipper of my dress on my back and let it fall, leaving only my panties and bra. I remove the rest and stand naked in front of him who seemed static at that moment. He pulls a handcuff out of the closet, and he walks towards me. He kisses me passionately, but in a sudden movement, he turns his back on me, throws me on the bed, and puts both my arms behind my back and places the handcuff on my wrists. I feel his hard pussy inside my pants rubbing on my little bundle. He grabs my hair and pulls it back, which makes me groan with heat and excitement. André opens the pulp of my butt and starts to make a delicious "Greek kiss". As your tongue runs down my arse, your fingers invade my vagina. I was twitching with excitement when he again pulled me by the hair and made me get up from the bed. He laid me face down on the erotic sofa with my waist at the highest part so that it would be four for him. He goes into the special cabinet and gets a magic hand massager (ask if you don't know what it is -- you'll love it, girls -- laughter) and he plugs it into the socket and turns it on when I hear the vibration of the machine. He puts it on my back which caused me a feeling of relaxation... that massage was delicious, when I felt the device go down my back. And then André put it on my vagina, which made me scream with pleasure, and that vibration on my clitoris made me roll my eyes with pleasure, and it made me scream with a hard-on. That's when Andre put him on maximum vibration and squeezed him against my groin. I would scream and sweat liters as I tried to unclench the device, but in that handcuffed position, I couldn't do anything, screaming so much from pain and pleasure that I thought I was going to urinate on Andre's hand at some point. I felt the orgasm go all over my body when I felt the brace go off, and I was all sweaty and exhausted when I felt a light tap on my butt pulp, and I looked over, and I saw him go back to the closet, and this time he took out a cord of anal blisters made of silicone. But it was not that ordinary cord with several balls interconnected by a string. It looked like a thin vibrator and in extension several balls going from the smallest at the end to the largest at the end. Andrew licks the entire length with lubricant and drips a few drops on my butt. He puts the first little ball at the entrance of my anus and with the tip of his fingers pushes it slowly and so on until he reaches half the length, when the little ball in the middle, a little bigger finds it difficult to pass. A few more drops of lubricant are dripped and then it is pushed inside me, that I let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Andrew pulls my hair back lifting my face and gives light strokes on my face and kisses my neck and mouth totally excited with my submission. Totally ecstatic with a hard-on, he doesn't finish putting all the balls on my ass, they're pulled out one by one, when I'm pulled off the couch and put in the reverse position this time. I am positioned with my stomach resting on the upper part and kneeling on the lower part, but still in the "four" position. André, who up to that moment was fully dressed, takes off his shirt, his pants, his underwear and flaunts his stiff stick before me. Taking me by the hair, he inserts his penis a few times into my mouth and gives vigorous thrusts into my throat. He then gets behind me and in a thruster, he buries his stick inside my butt, already laced by the balls. I let out a scream, and before I could catch my breath, he squeezes hard again, puts both of his hands over my mouth, and begins to squeeze fervently. He groans with an indescribable horn, as do I, but my groans are stifled by his hands. He lies on my body as he penetrates me, when I feel him pressing my body tightly against his, I feel his warm liquid being poured into me. We gasp for a few moments, then he gets up and pulls me off the couch and throws me on the bed. He lies down on me and starts sucking on my breasts, biting them a few times, causing me to twitch in pain, and sometimes pressing his fingertips against my nipples, causing me to let out shrill groans. I could have asked him to stop, but that submissive situation made me horny and made me want more. I'm turned on my back again when the handcuffs are removed. I thought I'd finally get some rest, but I'm lying in bed again. André puts me in the middle of the bed, and he puts two leather straps on each wrist, which are then attached to the head of the bed, leaving my arms open. Two more straps are placed on my ankles and tied to the feet of the bed, leaving my legs wide open. André gets up and goes to the closet, where he pulls out a seven-inch-thick black rubber penis. And André then introduces it all inside my vagina and to my surprise, it was also a vibrator, which when turned on made me twitch with a hard-on. As I screamed with a hard-on, with that vibrator inside me, André slapped lightly on my face and breasts that made me groan more and more. I enjoyed it over and over again, until it was taken out of me. I couldn't move another muscle, I was totally exhausted from that session of pain and pleasure, when André lay on top of me and stuck his cock in my little bucket. He "fucked" fiercely for several minutes, making me see stars, with such voracity that he imposed. He then comes out of me, jumps on my chest, grabs my hair, lifts my head and shoves his penis into my mouth and enjoys himself like never before. He held his stick inside my mouth until I swallowed every drop. Andre tells me that he met that suite when he took his ex-wife, but she hadn't liked it very much and he had never been there, but he had a huge desire to go back and when he found out that I liked it, he didn't think twice. We stayed a few more hours resting in that room and soon after, I met the manager of the motel. I saw the other suites full of other fetishes that I promised to meet and experience (but that's for other stories)..... Dear ones comment and vote please, just like that, I know you are enjoying the stories.
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