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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.   Please, if you are under the age of 18, 
or if you may be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read 
no further - delete the file.  Otherwise ....enjoy!


A Fortunate Housekeeping

By

Nessus



It was a beautiful city, new to us and it would have been wonderful to spend 
time exploring it but we were here for business and, with any luck, a little 
fun. It had been a mad rush to the airport and, of course, the plane was 
late so we ended up checking into the hotel mid-afternoon with our small 
bags.

"Good afternoon, Mr and Mrs Simpson," the clerk at the reception said after 
checking our reservation details. "Let's see, just staying the one night?"

"Yes," Diana answered. "Unfortunately, just one night." We were spending all 
day tomorrow looking at investment properties that Diana had selected for 
inspection, hopefully buying one and flying back home that evening. It was 
going to be a busy time with dinner tonight the only opportunity for 
relaxation.

"This is nice," Diana announced as she looked around our suite while I 
dumped our bags in the corner. "Look, a spa bath," she said from the 
bathroom as I pulled the curtains back to inspect the city spread below us.

"Good," I said absently, watching the traffic wend its way through the 
streets below.

"Lost in thought?" she said, her arms encircling me as she rested her chin 
on my shoulder.

"Not now," I said smiling and turning so I held her close.

"You've been working too hard, Robert," she said as she hugged me.

"So have you," I murmured, her scent surrounding me and my cock stirred.

Diana pushed back and smiled up at me. "I think we have some time," she 
said, her fingers loosely trailing across my crotch. "Time to play," she 
breathed. "Would you like that?"

"Yes," I murmured, my cock swelling immediately.

"Good," she said crisply, pulling away. "Get naked, darling and lie on the 
bed."

Diana smiled at me, watching me strip as she rummaged in her bag. She was 
still smiling when she handcuffed my wrists to the bed head and I gasped in 
surprise as she also cuffed my ankles to the foot-rail so my legs were 
spread apart.

Her fingers trailed over my eyelids, I closed my eyes and she snapped a 
sleep mask over my head, plunging me into darkness. "Can't have you looking, 
can we darling?" she giggled softly. This was a game she had developed over 
the last few months where I was always blindfolded when we made love so I 
could not see her naked. I tried to remember when I had last seen her pussy 
and couldn't, although I had tasted it many, many times.

I moaned as her warm hand stroked my cock until I was rock hard and then I 
felt her fastening the studded leather strap tightly around it. I knew I 
would remain hard until that was removed and I wondered when she would 
remove it and if she was going to allow me to come. The illicit feeling of 
submission rose with my arousal, as we both knew it would.

A rustle of clothing and, a few moments later, the bed moved as Diana 
straddled me, using the head of my restricted cock to tease around her 
pussy. A moment later, she lowered her pussy to my waiting face, using my 
nose, my chin and my entire face to stimulate herself. I thought I heard 
little moans from her as she wantonly used my face, completely ignoring my 
needs and me until she suddenly turned and slid her wetness onto my cock.

I gasped as she slowly slid up and down on my hard cock. "Don't come, Bobby" 
she warned me sharply although we both new it was impossible for me to do so 
with the cock strap in place. She leaned down and took possession of my face 
with her hot lips, her tongue fucking my mouth as her pussy rose up and down 
on my straining cock.

Finally, she moaned as she reached her orgasm, ramming her wet crotch 
against mine as her body quivered in delight. Moments later, she disengaged 
with a soft pop, kissed me and left the bed, leaving me in my darkness, 
helpless, my still hard cock waving above my belly as I listened to her move 
around the room. The bath started to run and I was shocked when she suddenly 
slid a ball gag into my mouth and buckled it around my head. I was now 
completely helpless, completely at her disposal and my cock twitched at the 
thought.

Soon, I heard the spa motor surge into life and it was sometime before I 
heard Diana return to the room, her perfume filling one of my remaining 
senses. "Still hard, Bobby" she commented. "Good"

She removed the sleep mask and, blinking up at her in the sudden light into 
life, I saw she was dressed in her simple black dress. A single gold 
necklace hung around her throat and she was beautiful.

"I'm going down to the lobby bar for a cocktail," Diana calmly announced and 
I looked at her in surprise. "When Housekeeping come, darling, tell then 
there's no need to turn the bed down but we would like the chocolates." My 
eyes widened in shock, she was going to leave me here for the maids to find? 
I protested into the gag but my words were garbled sounds. "Of course," she 
laughed, "you can't tell them, can you? I'll leave them a note."

I protested some more into the gag but she ignored me as she turned to the 
small desk and wrote something onto some notepaper. Diana was still smiling 
as she held the note up for me to see. "Housekeeping," it read." Don't worry 
about turning the bed down as I've left my slave in position for my to use 
when I return. Please leave the chocolates. Thank you. Mrs Simpson, Room 
402."

Squirming uselessly on the bed, I frantically yelled into the gag until she 
lightly slapped my bare chest. "Stop that," Diana said sharply. "You know 
you have to let me do anything I like when you are aroused and we both know 
you enjoy it so stop this silly noise." The sleep mask was snapped around my 
head and I was enveloped in darkness once again, my heart pounding at the 
thought of what was going to happen.

"I'll leave the note here," she said and I felt her place the paper on my 
chest. "Still hard," she giggled, "so you are enjoying this." I wanted to 
scream that I was hard because of the strap and not because she was going to 
humiliate me with the maids but deep inside, I wondered what was true. Diana 
kissed me gently on my nose. `See you a little later, darling," she murmured 
and, a moment later, the door closed behind her.

Was she really going to do it, I wondered to myself as my heart pounded? Was 
she really going to leave me naked, handcuffed, gagged and blindfolded with 
a hard strapped cock for the maids to find? Or was this an elaborate tease 
and she would come back in after a few moments?

I waited for what seemed like an eternity but Diana didn't return. My ears 
strained but I couldn't hear anything. Suddenly, I heard distant sounds down 
the corridor outside the room and my heart pounded. There were muffled 
voices and every now and again I could hear someone tapping on doors to the 
other rooms.

The maids were coming! My stomach heaved as I realised that Diana was really 
going to do this, really expose me to the maids and there was nothing I 
could do about it.

Then, the moment I was dreading arrived and someone tapped on the door. 
"Housekeeping," a female voice called through the door. "Turn down service," 
she called again and, as my heart pounded, I heard a key slide into the 
lock.

I was trembling when the door slowly opened. "Housekeeping," she called 
again, her voice louder and I knew she was walking into the room. Suddenly, 
there was a gasp and my face burned with embarrassment, as I knew she was 
looking at me. My ears strained and I thought I heard a giggle and then a 
quick movement as, I surmised, she moved to the open door. She called 
urgently down the corridor in a language I did not know.

Another voice at the door, whispering in that unknown language and 
punctuated with giggles and, suddenly, I knew at least two women were 
standing in the room looking at me. More whispers and soft laughter as 
tentative fingers picked up the note. I imagined the two maids reading 
Diana's note, as I lay humiliated in my complete exposure.

Laughter and urgent whispers as I felt something dropped onto my naked chest 
and I imagined what I must look like to the women, my hard constrained cock 
and my gagged face read with embarrassment. More laughter and then, 
thankfully, the door closed and I was left alone with my shame.

A little later, the door opened and closed again. "I see Housekeeping have 
left the chocolates," Diana laughed softly as she took them from my naked 
chest. "Nice to see you're still hard," she said as the bed moved with her 
weight. Suddenly, her pussy slid down on my hard cock and I realised she had 
gone downstairs without panties! Diana used me ruthlessly to reach her 
second orgasm and then slid off me.

"That was nice, darling," she said calmly as she removed the sleep mask and 
the gag. Moments later she released my wrists and left the keys to my ankles 
on my chest. "Free yourself, darling. I have to put some panties on."

I was seated on the bed when she came back and I looked accusingly at her. 
Diana laughed and kissed me gently. "Poor darling. Let's get this off." Her 
fingers removed the strap and my hard cock bobbed free. "We have a lot to 
discuss tonight, dear," she said warmly, "so I need you to get back to your 
normal, business-like focus. Kneel down there and play with yourself."

Flushing, I knelt before her and started caressing my cock as she smiled 
down at me. I no longer masturbated unless she ordered me to do so. I felt 
so vulnerable when she made me masturbate for her but I also felt that 
delicious feeling of submission. Cheekily, she parted her legs so I could 
look up past her stocking tops to the white lace that tantalisingly obscured 
her pussy. "You look so sweet when you play with yourself," she teased and I 
blushed as my hand brought me closer.

"Can I come?" I groaned as I near the edge.

"No," she said sharply and, surprised, I removed my hand, my cock bobbing 
madly in front of me. Diana walked to the bathroom and returned with a wad 
of tissues. "Here," she said and I took them. "Now you can come," Diana said 
softly.  She stood next to me, her fingers idly stroking my hair as I jerked 
myself to a massive orgasm, spurting wildly into the tissues.

Shakily, I stood up and Diana kissed me deeply. "Thank you," I murmured into 
her soft hair. "You constantly amaze me."

"Feel better?" she asked, twinkling eyes examining my face and I nodded 
sheepishly. "Good, we can now talk business over dinner."

We enjoyed dinner and had an early night to prepare for as full day 
inspecting properties. The next morning I was following Diana down the 
corridor with the bags on our way to check out when I heard some soft 
laughter. I turned and saw a group of Asian maids, giggling and watching us 
as we walked past.

My face was burning and Diana, hearing the giggling, looked at the maids and 
then back at me. "Thank you for the chocolates," she said to the maids, a 
big grin on her face. "You have an excellent Housekeeping service."

The maids burst into laughter and chattered to each other in their language 
as, face crimson, I hurried after my wife.


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