ý2# EddB ª EEA Hotel Bound by Master Baron "Your dearest has been abducted and we demand a ransom for her return. You needn't look for her at the Dove Inn motel in room 603 (and the key is not under your pillow) because we left no clues as to where we've hidden her. You'd better hurry or she'll be up past her bedtime." This was a note from her and she was inviting me out to play. I didn't want to disappoint her so thinking quickly, i grabbed her trenchcoat and headed straight over to the motel. Well, not straight over; I stopped at a "specialty store" to pick up an item I was sure would excite her. I arrived at the motel and found room 603. Slowly, I inserted the key, unlocked the door and slipped inside. There on the bed in the half-lit room she lay. She had tied herself spread -eagled on the bed, naked except for black-satin garter-belt and stockings, a blindfold, and a red-rubber ballgag. her long blonde hair lay in a silky mass around her head, held in place by a pair of earphones attached to a cassette player. I ached to have her then, but that wouldn't have been playing the game. Since she couldn't see me or hear me She didn't really know I was in the room. gently I brushed her ankle with my hand to let her know that I was there and sat down beside her. Plucking the headphones from her ears, I affected a German accent - "Your friend hass not been very cooperative with us, Fraulein. But I am a practical man and do not wish to waste my time being how do you say? unproductive." Her breast was warm under my hand and she squirmed a bit like she was trying to get away but I made sure that it was obvious there would be no escape. I noticed out toy chest in the corner of the room and opened it up. I got a few things out for the next phase of my little plan. She shrunk back from me in mock horror as I approached the bed, and I said "You may as well enjoy it, Liebchen, for I think it will be many hours before your friend decides that he must give in to our demands." With that, I let out the most diabolical laugh I could and switched our flexible textured vibrator on full. She whither and squirmed as I played with her, hips gyrating in mid-air, but even though she played like she thought I was a real kidnapper it was obvious that she was really enjoying my administrations. I however, was just getting hornier and hornier. Still, she deserved to have some fun after tying and gagging herself and waiting for me to show up. I got another vibrator and inserted it so it would stay put, used the other one to play upon her sensitive clitoris. Then I used my mouth, tongue, and teeth to the fullest effect on her breasts, nipples, ears and neck. I can tell when she's had more than enough when she lets her hips down to the ground fast and makes them stay put. I undid the gag and gave her a sip of water and, after calling a quick timeout, a big kiss. calling time in again, I affected my German accent again and "ordered" her to accept a "gift" from me ( apeacock feather administered to the soles of her feet I believe was the example I gave of the sorts of devilish tortures in store for her if she did not comply). Looking at her face, i caught a rather self-satisfied playing about her lips, despite her efforts to control it. "Vell, Fraulein," I said," It seems we are feeling quite smug, no? Come, ve shall zee if your friend has discovered your absence." I popped the gag back in place and undid the restraints connecting her ankles to the bed. I couldn't resist a little lick that brought quite a squeal from her and wrinkled her pretty nose in admonition. Reaching into the bag I got at the "specialty store" I extracted a small device that looked sort of like a jock strap except that there was a curious plastic shape where the cup would normally be. I slipped it over her smooth legs, over the garter belt and settled it in place. Straightening the wires that came out of the top and patting it lightly, I said,"Our scientists haff developed this little device to make sure you do not giff me any trouble. Do you have any idea what it is?" She shook her head. "You zee,ven I turn it on, it does this -" I turned the knob of the control at the other end of the wires and the little plastic "Butterfly" as it is called, gave off a curious humming noise. The butterfly is shaped so that it cups the clitoris in a little shaped bowl area that vibrates and rotates slowly. i could tell she loved it. "If you try to escape or cause any trouble at all, I will turn it off...forever. And you don't want that, do you?" She shook her head violently. I guess she really liked it. I untied her wrists, stood her up, and helped her into her shoes and the trench coat I had brought. The pockets of the coat were the kind that you can pass your hand through the pocket to get to your pants pocket and attached a pair of handcuffs to them. it was perfect. Then, only after I had extracted a promise from her not to try to look at me or guess my identity did I remove her gag and blindfold. Donning my own jacket and stuffing the blindfold and gag into my pocket, I opened the door and we strolled out, me slightly behind and to the left with my hand casually on her waist. Only the most observant would have noticed the wire ran up to that hand. I played with the butterfly as we walked to the car and felt my heart race as I thought about what it was doing to her and about how naked she was under the trenchcoat. i could tell by her somewhat hesitant steps that she was enjoying it too. When we reached the car in the dimly-lit garage I quickly put her blindfold over her eyes and seated her in the car. Once in myself I reached over and made her handcuffs fasten around the hand=-hold dashboard. On the way back to the house I played with her breasts and kept tugging at he coat and threatening to expose her to the next passing car (I would never do so, and she knows it, but I know the thought of exposure excites her). I parked the across the street from the house and pulled up her blindfolds quickly so she could see where she was. I explained that I did "...not see his car,zo ve shall just haff to pass the time until he arrives,jah? There are some experiments that I haff been dying to perform..." Luckily, most of my neighbors are elderly and inside at this time of night, so I felt safe playing in the car. It's a good thing that I've got reclining bucket seats in that car, because I can assure you my back would have been out for a week if I didn't. Even with the luxury of the reclining seats, it still was rather uncomfortable, although you couldn't have told it from the way Donna was behaving! I had to regag her because someone would sure to have heard all the noises she was making otherwise. "I can see," I said, as I took some time to come up for air,"Our latest experimental brainwashing techniques have been very effective with you," She struggled as if to extricate herself from her bonds. "But perhaps not effective enough," I said as I dived in for round two. Steam condensed on the windows and formed little droplets that left wiggly little trains in their wake. I took Donna beyond ecstasy several times in the car and when she was limp from exhaustion when I retied her in a more comfortable position and started up the car to head back to the motel. I myself was too tired to come up with any snappy repartee, so we drove in the relative silence of our heavy breathing and pounding hearts. Every now and then a deep sigh escaped her and I grinned into the night. I'm amazed that it's not illegal for two people to have so much fun. Once in the parking lot, I tied her as I had done before and we marched back up into the room. Once in, I quickly stripped her and bound her spread-eagled once again to the bed. As she lay there, squirming ever so slightly against the ropes I found that I couldn't control myself and took her with an immediate, savage passion that grew to take us both in hot waves of raw lust. An endless explosion seemed to rock us both at the same instant sending a tidal wave of intense pleasure up and down us as we fell into the abyss,propelled by our deep desire and incredible longing. I can't really say I remember stopping or untying her, or any of those things - all I remember is waking up next to her, with her head on my chest, her lungs breathing in an easy rhythm and a smile on her lips. I had planned for "the German" to exit and have a fight outside and have me come rushing in to save Donna "...from that terrible ghoul," but I guess it ended fine. Actually after looking at Donna, I'm sure it did.