Deception (closed for ezwriter)

[ezwriter]

Ben sighed deeply, shook his head. He pulled himself to standing, once again towering over Claire. "Go home," he said. "This won't work." Ben retrieved his pants from the bed and slipped them back on, tucking in his shirt tails.

"You think I'm an idiot Claire? Someone else in this world you need to be in charge of? Like everyone around you you're constantly abraiding - the nanny, the 'uselsess' clerks at the shops, the mechanics who can't fix your Mercedes, my brother. Go back to your world, princess, so it doesn't stop spinning without you in control. Everything on your terms... everyone plays by rules..."

Ben stepped into his shoes and grabbed his satchel to go.

"But I'll tell you this, darling: In the ten years I've known you, I've never seen you as happy as when you had your lips wrapped around my dick."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire was gobsmacked! Surely he wasn't just going to go? He hadn't even fucked her yet!!! She was full of expectation, anticipation, and while she had mulled over whether or not she should come here and meet him, it had been a table top exercise, she had known, deep down inside, form the moment that she had read his text, no, even from when she had been so well fucked in the garage, that there would be a repeat performance, one of many, she hoped.

He had his clothes straightened, and his briefcase in hand, and was almost to the door.

"Wait! Ben, dont go! I ..... I want you to stay! Please!"

She almost choked on her words, but realised that what she liked about Ben was the fact that she couldn't control him. He refused to dance to her tune, and that fact alone made his stand out. He excited her more than anyone she had ever come across, eventhough she didn't particularly like him.

He was still moving.

She moved quickly, reacting to the situation, rather than plotting or thinking it through. She positioned herself between him and the door.

"Please Ben! Stay! I admit it! I want you! Dont go!"

She looked up at him, still painted with his seed.

"What do I need to do to make you change your mind? Tell me! I'll do it! Dont go!"

 

[ezwriter]

"Turn around."

When Claire complied, facing the hotel room door, Ben allowed himself a smile. He might have been wrong about her, about her limits, her need. And he had honestly wondered if he she would have let him walk out just then. Just as this was getting interesting.

Ben turned and retreated back to the main part of the room, setting his small case on the desk once more. This time he undid the clasps and lifted the flap to reach inside and retrieve some things. He returned to where she stood silently facing the exit door approaching close behind her, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

"You're mine, Claire."

Ben reached his hands over her head and laid the wide band of black silk over her eyes, securing and cinching the blindfold with a knot behind her head.

He heard her breathing shudder and felt a tremble in her stance.

"Your body is mine. Your holes belong to me."

He drew something from his pocket and she could feel him reach around her once more.

"Open your mouth."

He fitted the rubber ball of the gag behind her teeth and drew the two pairs of straps back behind her head where they fastened snugly with velcro.

"I'll do the talking for awhile, Claire, okay?"

Ben slipped his thumbs in the waistband of Claire's thong and slid them down her lean, toned legs to the floor.

Let's go to the bed now."

Ben clasped Claire's arm above the elbow and led her unsteadily down the short corridor to the main room and then helped her clamber onto the king sized bed he'd specially requested. Ben apprised his beautiful captive - blindfolded, gagged, naked.

He positioned her on her knees, facing the headboard before crossing back to his satchel. When he returned, Claire could feel him affix a wide elastic band across her thigh then pull the band tightly, securing it with a buckle beneath her shin, effectively pinioning her folded leg. And likewise with the other leg so she was bound in a kneeling position, supporting herself now on her hands.

Ben her left hand though firmly now and pulled it outward toward the corner of the bed. Cuffing her wrist in a velcro band, he stretched it further until the cuff was secured to the bedpost. Now likewise with her other hand so her arms were stretched upward and outward from her torso, causing her face to press into the mattress. Forced to keep her knees bent, her hips and ass assumed an awkward arched position. So vulnerable, so exposed.

Claire could hear Ben's footsteps on the carpet move away once more to the satchel. Returning once more Ben placed his hand on her back, caressing her sweet smooth skin... and now moving his palm downward to her arse, used his large strong hand to open her cheeks.

She heard the familiar sibilance of a tube being squeezed, then felt the cool creamy ooze of lubricant against her rectum. Ben discharged a liberal dollop inside her crack, then worked it into her puckered entrance.

"Come now dear, we want to be properly lubricated, don't we? It's only fair. Your other holes have gotten to take my dick. We wouldn't want your sweet tight bum to be jealous."

Ben's finger was inside her now, spreading the slick oily lube to the walls of her ass, working his way up the entire length before slipping out. Footsteps again moving away. To the bathroom. The lightswitch on. The faucet running. The faucet off. His footsteps again approaching. Him leaning over her... planting a kiss on her rear.

"Stay right where you are darling."

And then footsteps again.. And then the door handle turning. The door opening. Footsteps leaving.

The door closing.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire felt so relieved when heagreed to stay! She felt so vulnerable when he made her face the door, waiting, while he looked and then returned blindfolding her, gagging her. Leaving her blind and dumb. His touch was electric, her skin supersensitive, her hearing suddenly attuned to every slight whisper of fabric, every exhale. Her heart hammered loudly in her chest, her pulse jumped in her vein, and her pussy wept copiously.

She pulsed excitedly, anxious, aroused, as he strapped her down, leaving her utterly helpless. Her clit felt as though it would explode as he lubed her ass, her asshole fluttered in need, and despite the ball gag, she managed to moan, to whimper.

Anticipation, anxiety, arousal all warred for supreme y as she waited, and waited and waited.

She heard the water splash in the sink, as he washed his hands and she heard the door, open and close, and she hears nothing.

He was still there, she knew, watching her silently, unnerving her, rebelling in heightening her vulnerability. It worked!! Time stretched, the ticking of a clock, real or imagined, and frayed her nerves, shredding them, tick by tick, by tick.

Minutes felt like hours, the air-conditioning chilled her opened and wet pussy and ass, her nipples hardened. Where was he? Where was that fucker? Had he left her? Really left her?

Suddenly she imagined some maid finding her here, totally disgraced! Suddenly, a horrible notion took hold. Surely Ben wouldn't tell Dan? Send him here?? Would he??

She struggled frantically, but she was utterly immobilised, she panicked, she sobbed. She waited, unable to do otherwise, helpless, and totally dependent on Ben!

 

[ezwriter]

Another leisurely scotch on the rocks and a curious glance from the desk clerk later Ben took the elevator back to the tenth floor and made his way to the room.

She would have heard his card slide through the reader, the door lock mechanically click open, the handle turn. Ben stepped inside and paused to appreciate this sight. Claire as he'd left her, bound, tied, blindfolded. The crumpled bedspread bore evidence of her struggles - straining perhaps to loosen her bonds in panic or just movement to alleviate the strains on her limbs that her constricted posture must be inflicting.

Ben moved to her side and reached out a hand to stroke her smooth pretty skin.

"You're a lovely lovely creature, Claire. And you're right - we meet a need in each other. Mine is to claim all this." His hand swept down her back and the back of her thighs. Ben stepped away and in the quiet room Claire would hear the rustling of fabrics as he undressed. His shirt unbuttoning... the soft give of his pants' top button and then the unzipping of his fly... pants down his legs... briefs slipped off to rest on the floor.

Ben mounted the bed from the foot and crawled on his knees behind her, parting her bound legs so her ass and pussy lay open, gaping arched up to him. Again came the liquid squeezing of the tube as Ben squirted a dollop of lubricant onto his knob. Bending his shaft in his hand, he pressed his thick swollen knob to her entrance already lubed. Slowly, steadily, insistently his cock head probed at her sphincter.

"Take me in darling. Give me your asshole."

Ben's hands steadied Claire's hips as he worked against the resistant clench of her rectum. The blunt gorged helmet of his glans stretched her stretched her until... yes.. the thickest of his cock was inside her tight hot ass.

Slowly Ben worked his thick hard meat up her rear, watching it disappear, feeling her clench her body tense and give, her muffled moans and sighs as he filled her... as he buried his dick in her ass.

He spoke to her as his cock sawed in and out of her deep, driving himself steadily into her...
"This is what you need, princess. This is what you are. Tied and gagged and ass fucked. My sweet filthy whore."

His rhythm was insistent and forceful but never violent. His hands on her pelvis kept her steady to meet his strokes. And now he let one hand stray down below her belly to find her clit and strum it gently as he fucked her.

He felt her rise into his finger, her clit needing more... but he kept his stroke always just beneath what her clit ached for.

"That's my good girl. You take my dick so nice. And now I'm going to shoot my cum deep up that sweet hot asshole."

And he worked in and out of her her with several long slow strokes before his moans broke off in his throat and his dick spasmed against her ass's tight clenching walls.

Ben finished and slipped from her ass. He kissed her on the back as he dismounted her, moving to the side of the bed to uncuff her hands, unknot the blindfold, unstrap her gag. He loosened the bands that bound her legs.

He stood over her as she collapsed into the bed, her blinking eyes adjusted to the light.

"Go draw my bath."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had just come tothe conclusion that she had been dumped, humiliated in the extreme, and left there for the hotel staff to find, or worse, Dan.

Then she heard it, the key in the lock, and she stopped breathing, worried as to whom it might be. A hand on her back, and then she knew, recognising the smell of his cologne. Relief flooded her, mixed with annoyance that he had left her as he had.

She heard him stripping, and then felt the movement as he climbed onto the matress, crawling his way up. She was open and exposed to him, and he had a choice before him, and tied as she was, she had none.

She felt the lube, and felt the pressure, as her brother in law worked his dick into her ass.

"Take me in darling. Give me your asshole."

He gripped her as he worked his full length in, and soon the burning pain receeded, leaving a dark pleasure in its wake. Had she had a choice, she would not have allowed him to penetrate her so, but she was tied and gagged, so he could do as he pleased.

Soon his balls slapped her clit, as he fucked her with vigor, his finger making its way round to where she desperately needed it.

She moaned, and whimpered, and angled her hips as best she could, but she could not get quite enough pressure to make herself tip over the abyss into orgasm. Ben teased her, tickling her clit, rubbing it enough to arouse, but not giving her the pressure she needed and, being gagged, she could not tell him, but Claire had no doubt that this was deliberate, and not an oversight on his part.

"This is what you need, princess. This is what you are. Tied and gagged and ass fucked. My sweet filthy whore."


His words excited her. His terminology, his tone, his general treatment of her, made her pulse, and she squeezed down hard on his cock, punctuating his words, unconsciously admitting how it turned her on.

"That's my good girl. You take my dick so nice. And now I'm going to shoot my cum deep up that sweet hot asshole."

She pulsed her anal muscels again, squeezing him, and then she felt the hot jets of his seed, painting her bowel walls, and then, he pulled out, popping from her tight ass, and he untied her. Claire collapsed, her body quivering with untempered need, her clit swollen, and protruding, needy.

"Go draw my bath."

She looked at him, dazed, and then she got up and went into the bathroom, running his bath. She caught her reflection in the mirror, and was shocked at what she saw, and she filled the sink, preparing to wash her face, tits, and hair, where his earlier seed had dried on her. But her need to orgasm was intense, and she sat on the edge of the bath, and began to finger her needy pussy, flicking her clit, and, the second she touched it, a loud moan escaped her lips.

 

[ezwriter]

In a moment Ben's loud footsteps were bounding over the hotel room floor. He thrust the door open and stood there filling the door frame as he towered over her, naked, furious. Ben glanced around the room. He reached his massive hand toward her and gripped Claire by her slender jaw. And he pulled her up from where she stood at the edge of the tub. Now he leaned his reddened angry face into hers and seethed, "Did I say fill the sink? Did I touch yourself?!"

 

[sallythescorpian]

She recoiled in shock.

"I'm sorry Ben, I...... I just thought..... well..... you were finished and all, and well, I look a terrible mess, and I'm ...... you didn't make me cum, and I need to soooooooo badly. My clit feels like its gonna burst, so I just thought I'd get myself off, and wash all that cum off of me, I got such a shock when I looked in the mirror, I look...... well, like some street person!!!!"

She was working herself up, getting a little annoyed, and then she realised her error. Ben was livid, and she hung her head.

"Sorry, I didn't know! You never said I couldn't I just assumed.............. Oh please Ben, make me cum!! Make me cum now!! Please!!"

 

[ezwriter]

Ben's savage grip moved down to her arm and he led her from the bathroom.

"Still giving orders... STILL giving orders?!! Out there, what you want might matter. You can pay or bully people to give a shit what you think or want. Not with me, princess, do you understand?! You'll come when I allow it."

Ben's powerful grip dug into her upper arm and she could barely stand on her still stiff legs as he dragged forcefully back to the bed. In one swift move, Ben sat on the edge of the bed then bent her over, falling off balance she fell across his knees, her eyes facing down - inches from the carpet.

"That bath will fill itself. We've got some time to teach this little bitch a lesson. With each swat of my hand you will say to me, quite distinctly, "I am a whore." And if you cry out or if you fail to enunciate clearly my dear, you will earn extra spankings that will be far more severe. Do you understand?"

And Ben pinned her back to his knees with his left hand. Claire's ass crack leaked with lube and trickles of his discharge as he raised his right hand into the air and brought it down hard on her bare bottom.

Again and again.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire sobbed a little to begin with, but ultimately capitulated.

"i am a whore! I am a whore! I am a whore"

His hand rained slaps down upon her upturned ass, reddening it, and heating it, as Claire repeated his dictate over and over and over. She looked a sight, and that more than anything else, bothered her.

She felt the heat spread through her, her empty pussy and recently abused ass clenching down on nothing, and her clit pulsed, the spanking turning her on no end.

"Oh Please can I cum, please, please , please Ben!! I dont know if I can hold off much longer!! I need it so bad, more than my next breath!! Please!!"

She whimpered and whined, and begged and pleaded, needing it more than anything. I became the most important thing to her, just then.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben's hand ceased the blows, resting now on the reddened scalding flesh. He caressed the smooth cheeks that he had tormented so. Ten swats in all. He was fairly sure it had been her first spanking, and Claire had borne it surprisingly well.

"You can hold it and you will. For me."

He lifted her off his lap and rose.

"For now, you'll bathe me."

Ben enter the bathroom, stepped into the tub and immersed himself in the hot water, his massive body raising the level nearly to the top. He shut off the flow and motioned for Claire to kneel beside the tub.

He spoke to her as she lathered the wash cloth and scrubbed his shoulders and chest, legs and finally his penis.

"I will never really hurt you, Claire. Know that. But I will impose my will upon you. I will take my pleasure with you. I will own you. Our encounters may be more pleasant than this or more brutal. But whenever we are together your needs, desires, your will is subordinate to mine. Is that clear?"

When he had finished, Ben rose from the tub dripping and stepped out onto the bathmat.

"Dry me off. Then you can clean yourself off in a bath or shower. Then come to the bed and kneel. But you will not touch yourself, understood?"

His eyes met hers. Then, wrapped in a towel around his waist, Ben exited the bathroom.

 

[sallythescorpian]

She did as he told her, rubbing her sore ass, acutely aware of the heat that spread through her ass and pussy.

She knelt by the bath, and washed him, not taking care, as she normmaly would, to keep herself dry, eager to wash off as much as she could, when the opportunity presented itself.

She handed him a towel when he got out, and she patted him dry, and then, thankful that he had allowed her to shower, she climbed in, and stepped under the water, before it fully heated.

She washed her hair and her body, and directed the spray toward her needy clit once or twice, but stopped short of making herself cum, no matter how needy she was.

She dried off, and went out, kneeling by the bed, beside Ben, wondering what he had in store for her now!!

 

[ezwriter]

Ben lay naked beneath the covers and he'd folded down the linens on the side where Claire knelt. He smiled at his sister-in-law. It had been but a few hours since they'd first entered the room, but so much had transpired. And thinking back on their encounter earlier in the bar, he spoke to her...

"And now darling Claire, you'll beg me to fuck you."

 

[sallythescorpian]

"And now darling Claire, you'll beg me to fuck you."

His words gave her pause, but only for a split second, as her throbbing clit reminded her that its need outweighed her pride!!

She hung her head, recalling some of her earlier comments, the ones where she had said he was to beg her for it, and she swallowed, mustering her strength.

"Fuck me, Ben! Please!"

She glanced up from under her lashes, and knew it was not enough, not nearly.

"Please Ben, will you fuck me!! My cunt is crying out for you!!"

She blushed as she said it, but thought, that at least might egg him on.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben smiled, a mix of desire and triumph to see his brother's wife reduced so. This vicious bitch brought down by her knee.

He patted the empty pillow by her side. "Come to me."

And he held his arm out as she rose and slid beneath the covers and nestled beside him.

"Unfortunately I'm not 16 anymore... and it's gonna take me a while to recover. But I'm sure you'll be able to do something about that. For now, you can hump my hand."

Ben thrust his other hand beneath the sheets between them, where her clean sweet body lay beside him. He found the space between her legs, slid his hand over her smooth shaved mound and found the dark warm recess of her vulva. Claire's eyes fluttered closed as she pulled herself in closer and began to work herself on Ben's fingers.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire was assulted by an image of herself, as she caught her reflection in the mirror over the dresser in the bedroom, opposite the bed. She gasped in shock and horror. What had happened to the perfectly groomed, immaculate trophy wife?? Here she was humping her brother in laws hand, like some desperate creature.

She faltered, stopping, glancing down.

"Oh God!! What have i become?" she whispered, realising that she was a victim of her own intense arousal. She bit her lip, horrified at herself, and, even as she did so, her hips, almost with a mind of their own, began to move again, as she fucked hersef on his fingers, moaning with the pleasure of it.

 

[ezwriter]

In his hand. This once proud arrogant selfish bitch was literally in his hand. Lost in her need. Shameless in her abandon. Humping his hand like an animal.

And when she came, burying her shrieks in his shoulder, shuddering panting, undone, he fed her his hand to taste.

And then, he kissed her on the mouth. Roughly at first and as their mouths opened their kiss captured every ounce of the energy their passion had created. And when he broke it off, his mouth moved to her ear and he murmured...

"Get me hard Claire. I'm going to fuck you so good."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Ben's promise sent shivers down her spine!! She bent at the waist, and pushed the covers down, licking across the head of his cock, removing the little bead of precum, taking his entire length into her mouth.

He felt pretty hard to her already, but as she sucked him, she felt him grow, and grow and grow, and she began to gag on his length, but she was so eager for the fucking he promised, that she pushed aside the fact that his cock was simply too big to fit in her mouth, and continued to bob her head, taking progressively more, each time.

She used her tongue, her lips, everything, pleasuring him, and once he was fully hard, she waited to release him, waiting for his permission.

 

[ezwriter]

Claire's mouth worked exquisitely on Ben's flaccid member. As much as her technique, it was her raw need and hunger that aroused him. He could feel her own growing desire in her suck, how hot it made it made her as he stiffened and thickened in her mouth.

He reached his hand down and gathered her hair in his hand coaxing her mouth from its work.

"Come up here," he murmured feeling her kiss her way up his belly and chest to his neck. "Feed me those tits," Ben said. And when she rose up to offer them to his mouth, Ben moved under her so his erection reached to the split of her lips. He took his dick in his hand and traced the length of her slit with his knob, teasing her as he sucked her full firm tits strongly in his mouth.

And when each of her nipples had been sucked wet and raw, he lowered her onto his dick and watched her face as it filled her. As straddled him, facing him, she sat onto his shaft, impaled herself with it. Ben gave her his full length, then settling her onto her back moved atop her, between her legs that she spread for him and began to thrust with slow , deep steady strokes, their eyes locked, his hands roaming, insistent over her hot sensuous body.

He rode Claire slow and long and hard. His brother's wife, his prize, his possession now, wrapping her legs behind his ass, arching up into him... until they came together.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Benn's mouth, sucking so hard on her tits, made her entire breast throb and burn with pleasure! She moaned loudly, and arched her back, thrusting her tit as deep as possible into his mouth.

The tip of his dick slid along her slit, teasingly, and she maneuvered her hips, trying to encourage him to slip inside.

When he did, she sat up, and groaned, the feel of him, his thick, hard cock, forcing its way though her pulsating tunnel of flesh. He bottomed out, and as she sat fully on him, he pressed hard on her cervix, making her stretch to accommodate his full length.

He flipped her over, and she sighed contentedly. This was what she needed, what she desired so very badly. Despite, or perhaps because of, her recent orgasm, her body was super sensitized, and she felt her climax rise rapidly within her. She hooked her legs behind Ben's back, opening herself as much as possbile to him, as she revelled in the pleasure only he could give her. She abraided her nipples agaisnt his chest, and groaned at how good it felt, and when she knew she could wait no longer, she remembered his earlier words.

"You'll come when I allow it."

"Please Ben! I need to cum! May I cum now, please?!!"

 

[ezwriter]

"Yes my whore, cum for me." His eyes burned hers and he felt her shudder and deeply and clench his shaft with her wet hot grip as she released.

Claire's cunt milked his shaft and he shot deep up inside her, grunting sweating primal as his balls drained completely.

After coming three times Ben was drained, spent. But satisfied in a way he'd never been before. With Katie, sex could become impassioned but always remained polite. She always made love to him with the distracted sense that someone might walk in, or a self-consciousness of how this might look.

With Claire, there was no one else, nothing else. Just an abandonment, an escape. That this was forbidden, that this was unconscionable made it somehow more urgent. How far this would go? Where this would lead? He didnt' know, but it was somewhere Ben had never been and wanted to experience. And today he was certain Claire wanted that too.

Wanted to be owned and used and his.

Ben's hands moved up the back of her neck beneath her hair. He pressed his index finger to a spot just beneath her hairline.

"You'll get a tatoo. A small one. Something discrete. But something that marks you as mine."

He reached his hand down to the smooth patch of her mound. "And you'll grow your bush out for me."

"I need to get back. Now, go get a wash cloth and clean off my dick. I can't be going back to Katie smelling like your pussy."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire made her way home, stunned, arouses, excited and most of all eager for their next hook up. She had tried to press Ben of make an arrangement, to firm up their next liaison, but he would not agree. He'd contact her, as and when it suited him.

Her mind turned to his demands, the tattoo and the growing our of her bush, and ironically, she was more put out by the totally reversible growing of her pussy hair, and yet the tattoo would be harder to explain, as she had always been vocal and outspoken in her absolute dislike of them.

Getting a tat that represented ben's ownership of her, however excited her.

She went home, showered, complained about her tennis match, the delays in the spa and dreamed about Ben, about being his fucktoy! A few days passed and she became anxious, wondering why Ben had yet to contact her. Her nerves were stretched.

She tested him on the fourth day.

"dyou still want me to see about the tattoo?? What and where?? And most importantly when will you see me?? I'm so horny and I need what you give me!!!"

She knew it was stupid, but she was certain he was at work, she just hoped he hadn't left his phone lying around!!

 

[ezwriter]

Ben's text came back within minutes.

You do not call me EVER. You will text me only for permission to masturbate or for permission to service your husband. If you get no answer, the answer is no. When I want to hear what my whore has to say, I will contact her. I do not want you to 'see' about a tattoo, I ordered you to get one. As I may summon you at any time, I suggest you do that asap.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had no difficulty interpreting Ben's fury which all but vibrated off the text!! She had not realised that she could neither masturbate, nor fuck Dan without his permission. It excited her, very much so, but it also worried her. She had a high sex drive, and usually masturbated five or six times a day!! And that didn't include all the sex she had with Dan. She fucked him like it was a currency. Anything she wanted, she got, courtesty of a blow job, or laying down, letting him grunt over her for ten minutes or so.

She dressed, and announced she was going into town.

She parked in a seedy part of town, where tattoo parlours and piercing clinics abounded. She went into the first one, and checked that they were passed for needle safety before she looked at the book of options.

She really didn't want one, so she picked the smallest, cutest one she could, and had and outline only of a tiny done on her shoulder. It was only a quarter of an inch in width, and would hadly be noticed.

The needles hurt like hell, but it was small, and quickly done. She looked in the mirror, and smiled. No one would notice that. She would need to point it out to Ben!! Perfect.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben waited until Wednesday evening to text her. Just at dinner time.

If you've done what I've asked meet me tomorrow at 1. Hilton bar. If not, don't.