Dining Naked in Public: Sara?s Surrender, Part 15

Sara was breathing hard, ?Please don?t leave me naked in front of all these people!?I sat back and looked at her, ?Tell me ? are you wetter now than you were??She stopped, gulped, then looked down at her lap and whispered, ?Yes.?I chuckled, ?I thought so.?~~~~~It had started earlier that day when we finished our adventure of camping and hiking through the Canadian Rockies. Sara had spent most of that time naked, either cumming, or being edged and desperate to cum. Now it was time to return to the Real World.We both slid into the front seat of my rental car and clicked our seatbelts closed. I reached for the ignition ? then stopped. Sitting back, I decided to think through what was going to happen next. After all, Sara and I had a little less than twenty-four hours together, so I wanted them to be memorable.I thought for a while as Sara stared at me but said nothing, knowing not to question me. Finally, I turned and smiled.?Please make sure you?re sitting on the t-shirt. I?m not sure I want to have to explain a big, wet spot on the passenger seat when I return the car tomorrow.?She smiled, lifted slightly, then pulled the tight t-shirt down so it covered her bum. Now, her cunt honey would leak onto the shirt first. It might eventually leak onto the seat ? but it was only about a twenty-minute drive to the Banff Springs Hotel.I nodded. ?Good. Now spread your knees wide, and rub your pussy through your t-shirt. Make sure to get your finger between your pussy lips, and stroke your clit as you do so ? but you are not allowed to cum, understand??She nodded, spread her legs, and started to mold the t-shirt around her finger so she could start to slide it up and down her pussy lips. I waited long enough to be satisfied she had understood me properly, then started the car, and drove off.?Is there anything else you want to do before we part ways, tomorrow at the airport?? I asked.Sara was rubbing her finger up and down between her pussy lips, and there was a faint sheen of perspiration on her upper lip, but she nodded, then looked down. ?Other than being allowed to cum, you mean? Because I would really, really need to cum!?She said that in her delightful Southern accent, and that, plus her masturbating at the same time, made it all the sexier.I smiled. ?I?ll think about it. Other than being allowed to cum?is there something else??She continued to look down, not meeting my ? intermittent ? gaze as I drove along the highway back to the hotel. ?Uh?well, you?re gonna think this is really?I?m not sure if it?s silly, or slutty, or both, but??I waited, then said, ?Go on.?She took a deep breath and then let it out all at once. ?I?d like you to force me to suck your cock, make me helpless and unable to stop you, and just, just?use me.?She looked up sideways at me. ?Pretty silly, huh??I shook my head. ?No ? but it is pretty slutty.?Pausing again, I said, ?Sara, you?ve discovered something about yourself this week. You get really turned on by being dominated, which you just expressed as being ?forced? to suck my cock. And I get turned on by that, too ? I mean, I enjoy having you want to be dominated.?But since we?re not going to be together, let me warn you that you need to be careful with this desire. Remember you told me about that football player who talked you into anal sex??She nodded, a sour look on her face, ?Yeah that was Jace?Jace Monette. He?s an asshole.??Right, and that?s my point. You don?t want to be dominated by someone whose only interest is to use your body for their pleasure ? but doesn?t care what it does to you.?I looked at her, turning back to the windshield quickly, then back at her as I spoke. ?I have used your body for my pleasure ? but I Bostancı Escort also made sure it was for our mutual pleasure, that you enjoyed it too. And I tried to discern the things you enjoyed, and the things you didn?t. Plus I was very careful to make sure you were not harmed or damaged. I?m not sure that football-playing Jace would take that kind of care.?D/s play is a kind of contract, Sara. As your Dom, I accept all responsibility for what happens and try to make very sure that we are working in harmony. You give me control over your body ? and mind, for that matter ? in exchange. We both benefit, and we both enjoy it.?Have you enjoyed this week??She looked up suddenly, and broke into a sunny smile, ?Fuck, yeah! It?s been way beyond anything I?ve ever experienced!??Have you been harmed at all? I don?t mean hurt ? because sometimes causing a little bit of pain is a means of achieving greater pleasure. No, I mean, have you been damaged or injured physically, mentally, or any other way??She got a thoughtful look, then slowly shook her head. ?No. Absolutely not. Yes, you hurt me on a few occasions, some of which I enjoyed, and some of which I didn?t. But I am not harmed. Overall, I enjoyed it.?I nodded. ?And that?s why you want to be cautious when you get back home. Because you only want to submit to someone who will take that kind of care, and accept responsibility for what happens.?Sara was nodding, ?Yeah, I can see that.? She smiled again, then leaned over and quickly kissed my shoulder, which was all she could reach as I was driving. ?You took care of me. Thank you!?I was starting to choke up a bit, especially at the thought of leaving this amazing woman with whom I had become so close, so quickly. I decided to steer the conversation back to firmer ground.?Now?you?d like me to force you to suck my cock.? Smiling, I said, ?I think we can arrange that.? Glancing down, I said, ?But keep playing with yourself, I want the front of your t-shirt soaked by the time we get to the hotel. And I want you desperate and begging to be allowed to cum, okay??Sara sat back, and said, ?Yes, Master,? then closed her eyes, spread her legs wider, and smiled. Next, she added fingers on either side of her pussy lips to the one finger that was going up and down between them and started rhythmically pinching her fingers closed when her middle finger was over her clit. And I could hear her breath starting to come in short, quick pants.This was going to be fun, especially as I don?t think she had thought ahead as to what would happen next!~~~~~ We pulled up outside the hotel lobby door and stopped. Sara?s eyes sprang open, then she shrieked when the bellman opened her door ? except this bellman was a woman, dressed in Fairmont livery.?Welcome to the Fairmont Banff Springs!? She smiled at me, then turned and noticed Sara and her face froze. She paused for a heartbeat, smiled again, then turned and walked to the back as I popped the trunk.Sara pulled her hand away from her crotch and crossed her arms over her tits. Looking down, she saw the big, wet patch over her crotch ? and remembered that the t-shirt was all she was wearing.I smiled at her, then got out to speak to the bellhop, telling her we were checking in, and that I was a President?s Club member, just back from several days hiking. I also handed her the baggage claim check for the stuff we had left with the hotel while we were camping. She smiled and said she would bring all our gear up to our room by the time we had checked in as I handed her the key to the rental car for valet parking.It was clear that she had seen Sara and sized up the situation quickly. I?ve learned that Bostancı Escort Bayan hotel employees see an awful lot ? and the good ones don?t let it throw them. This woman was good.I walked around to Sara?s side and held out my hand. ?Come along. We need to check in.?Sara was breathing hard by this time, eyes wide, and seemingly frightened to move. My smile broadened, and my voice had steel in it. ?Stand up, little slut.?She slowly stepped out of the car, wearing nothing but her flip-flops and t-shirt, took my hand, and allowed me to walk her into the cavernous lobby, with its fieldstone walls, exposed timbers, and vaulted ceiling. I could clearly see the wet patch in front, then leaned back and noted that there was a matching wet patch behind her.Plus, of course, the t-shirt read ?I Swallow? and displayed her very prominent nipples straining at the fabric of the shirt.I led her over to the President?s Club check-in, where a fresh-scrubbed young man with ginger hair looked up and smiled at me.His eyes widened slightly when he saw Sara, but he looked resolutely at me, and said, ?Welcome to the Fairmont Banff Springs! Do you have a reservation???Yes, I do,? as I handed him my President?s Club card along with my metallic credit card, ?but I?d like to upgrade from a junior suite to a full suite if that?s possible.??Of course. I?m sure we can find you a lovely suite.? He put his head down and started clicking keys on his keyboard. ?Yes! We have the Bow River Suite available. Would that do??I nodded, ?Yes, but not at your rack rate. Club discount??He smiled conspiratorially, ?Absolutely, Mr. James. Let me see what I can do.? More keys were pressed, then the printer hummed, and he handed me the reservation details. ?Will this do??I looked at it. It was certainly more than I would have paid for a junior suite, but not that much more. ?That would be most satisfactory?? I read his name tag, ?Marshall. Thank you. Can you have our equipment brought up??He was already nodding before I finished, ?Sheri is already on her way to the elevators.? He quickly magnetized two key cards and put them in a cardboard folder. ?Enjoy your stay!??One thing, Marshall ? could we have a reservation for supper at seven in the Vermillion Room? A table by the window would be ideal.??Certainly, Mr. James. The hotel isn?t all that busy right now, so it would be our pleasure.? He handed me the reservation details, the cardboard envelope with the key cards, and a brochure ? which undoubtedly itemized all the exclusive benefits of someone staying in a President?s Club suite.?Thank you, Marshall. And you should know that I never forget to provide feedback to the management on excellent service.?Marshall?s smile warmed. ?We always appreciate feedback from our most important guests. Thank you, Mr. James!?I turned away, smiling to myself. I doubted very much that we were among their most important guests ? after all, the Fairmont Banff Springs had hosted presidents, prime ministers, and the Queen ? but I was also quite sure we would be well looked after. There are advantages to enlisting service people to your side by giving them the praise they deserve.Taking Sara?s hand ? the poor girl seemed to be trying to disappear into the floor, and it wasn?t working ? I pulled her through the quiet lobby towards the elevators. I was amused that people along the way stopped and stared at us. Or rather, Sara. This was in great contrast to the trail, where we had barely elicited more than a nod and a good morning, and Sara was finding it mortifying.Which I had planned and expected because I was also quite sure that she was even wetter now than she had been when Escort Bostancı we got out of the car.We found Sheri standing with the cart carrying our equipment by the President?s Club elevators. When she saw us, she quickly pushed the call button, and the doors opened immediately.?Thank you, Sheri,? I said as I pulled Sara into the elevator.Sara huddled into the corner and tried to pull her t-shirt further down, without much success. Sheri studiously didn?t notice, pushed the button for our floor, and turned to me. ?Are you here for long???No, unfortunately, just the one night. I have to go back to real life tomorrow, and Sara here,? pointing at the blushing girl, ?will be finishing her vacation, too.??Well, I hope your stay with us will be enjoyable.??Oh, we?re quite certain of that ? aren?t we, Sara??Sara didn?t reply, staring fixedly at the floor, but when I squeezed her hand to prompt her, she nodded quickly, allowing her hair to cover her face.She was saved from further discussion by the elevator doors opening.Sheri gestured for us to go first, which I was pleased to do, pulling Sara after me, then heard the cart emerge from the elevator. ?To the left,? Sheri commented.I glanced at the room number on the key envelope, then pulled Sara down the hall to the left. Finding the door, I waved the key card against the lock, which immediately opened. Pushing in, I led Sara into the living room of the suite, then stopped at the window, where Sara joined me.Below us was a magnificent view of the Bow River and the valley. It was about the most beautiful view I think I have ever had from a hotel room.Meanwhile, Sheri was unloading our equipment by the luggage rack. ?Would you like me to point out the amenities of your suite, Mr. James??Shaking my head, I pulled out the twenty-dollar bill I had folded in my pocket and handed it to her. ?No, but thank you. I?ve stayed here before.?Sheri smiled, her eyes on me and not the money, bobbing her head. ?Then enjoy your stay ? and please call us if there?s anything we can do to make it even better!?Turning, she quickly maneuvered the cart through the door, letting it swing shut behind her.I moved behind Sara, put my hands on her ass, and slid her damp t-shirt up above her waist. Then, keeping it up, I smoothed my hands around over her hip bones, and down between her legs, which she quickly stepped further apart.Her groin and thighs were slippery with cunt honey, and her cunt lips were slick and puffy. She dropped her head back on my shoulder and moaned, ?Oh GOD I?m so fuckin? horny!?She turned to me, ?Please, Master, can I cum now? I?ve been good!?Looking at her, I said, ?You said something about being forced to suck my cock??She immediately dropped to her knees, unzipped my shorts, fished out my cock, and quickly sucked it in, taking it deep, then opening her mouth around me and moaning.I pulled the t-shirt over her head, causing her to let my cock fall from her mouth. Her long hair got tangled in the shirt, then slid free.She reached for my cock again, but I grasped her wrist. ?Not yet. Stand up.?Confused, she stood but said nothing. She truly was progressing as a submissive.Cock wagging, I walked over to my backpack, rummaged around until I found the silicon handcuffs, then returned, took her wrists, and pushed them through the openings, one by one, fastening her arms in front of her.I shucked off my clothes, dropped them on the floor, then pulled the coverlet and sheets back on the bed. I propped myself up on the pillows, spread my legs, dick pointing straight up, and said, ?Come here and suck me now.?She clumsily crawled up the bed, hindered by having both hands fastened in front of her, but made it to my crotch. She had her palms flat on the bed close to my ass with her arms inside my legs. Her hands were bound together by the cuffs, and she was on her hands and knees with her mouth positioned over my cock. Lowering her head, she awkwardly captured my cock back into her mouth, taking me deep.