As Susie laid there, bound, ball gagged, and helpless, I showed her a typewritten
note that I had prepared earlier. I explained to her that it was a copy of the note
that had just been picked up downstairs at the front desk of the hotel's lobby. Her
breathing got heavier and heavier as I read it outloud to her. The note read:

"As arranged, my friend is upstairs in room 2830. She's bound
and ball gagged. As I have explained, other than pleasing
herself, she hasn't had any real sex for almost a year because
of an uncomfortable divorce. As we've agreed, you will come
into the room using the key that is enclosed in the envelope, and do
everything that you can to make her climax again, and again, and
again. I will wait downstairs as you please and tease her. By the time
that you come into the room, she will have read a copy of the note
that I have given you. By virture of this note, she will know that
you are only here to please her, give her the sexual experience of her
life, and that you will honor what she and I call a 'two thumbs out'
gesture if she wants you to stop. Until you see this signal, if you do, you are
to continue pleasing her sexually no matter how she may react. You are
to bring her 'over the edge' as many times as you can, no matter how
much she struggles or protests against you. The idea is to make this
experience the most sexually heightened one that she has ever known."

I acted as if there was only a couple of minutes more before I was to leave the room, though I was simply going to be hidden away in another part of the hotel suite itself where there was an almost impossible chance to have her see me. "Are you good with this?" I asked her. "We can back out if you'd like. But I urge you to take the plunge and allow yourself to have a really great experience. What do you say?"

She muffled an affirmative, "Yes," though it was only clear because she nodded her head to approve her planned, albeit somewhat surprising predicament. I suspected that had she not had that ball gag in her mouth, and had she not been so suddenly surprised by what I had planned, she might have told me that she wouldn't want me to leave. Sure, she trusted me, but she had no idea about the person coming into the room, who would be there to do with her as he pleased while she was helpless to do anything about it. Yes, she did know that he, whomever he was, had agreed to honor her "two thumbs out" signal if things went beyond her comfort level, but let's face it, she really didn't know who would be coming into the room.

Susie told me later on that, had she not been gagged, she would have asked me to stay. She also told me that she probably would have backed out of the plans I had made with this other guy, though as it turned, there were more people involved. But the great thing about it is that she also explained to me afterwards, that doing what I had done, in the way that I had done it, had excited her more than any other sexual experience that she had ever had. Ever! Even though she had hinted at it with me before, she had never confessed her deepest, darkest desire and fantasy "to be taken" while helpless to do anything about it. The definition of such a scenario is a rape fantasy, but of course that is far different than an actual rape, which really has nothing to do with sex.

After Susie approved of my kinky plans with her, giving me her somewhat nervous nod of approval,
I let her think that I had left the room, leaving her all all alone like the photo above. I kissed her gently on the cheek and said, "Have fun and enjoy yourself. I'll be back soon enough."

Much to Susie's dismay, I'm sure, I had turned off the vibrator before supposedly leaving her there alone. I didn't want her to get herself off before the real sexual stimulation began, wanting her to instead be so turned on and horny by the time my friend came into the room, that she'd pretty much allow almost anything to happen to her. When I turned off the vibrator, all I could hear was a muffled moan, as if she had wanted the vibrator left on.

I actually went to the door, which was hidden from her view because of a small hallway, and pretended to open and close the door, as if I had really left the room. Instead, I very quietly snuck myself back into the room and crawled along the floor until I was hidden away behind the hotel room's wet bar. The room itself was pretty sizeable. It was really a decent sized suite. The bed and bathroom were located on an upper level of the suite, three steps up from the rest of the room. It looked like that whole portion of the room was on a large carpeted platform. Below the bed, and just off of the hallway, was a wet bar, which is where I hid myself away. Beyond the bed, and into the room itself, was a large area that contained a couple of tables, chairs, a couch, and another wet bar. There was also a big screen television set. Another big screen televsion set was across from the bed, and above the wet bar.

From my vantage point, I could actually stand up entirely, and unless Susie turned her head completely down to where I was hiding away, she couldn't see me. Even though the room was completely quiet, Susie kept turning her head to her left towards the hallway to see if anyone had come into the room. A couple of times she struggled a little bit, probably seeing how mych freedom she had, but it was no use at all. She was very securely bound to that bed.

In less than five minutes, I heard my friend open the door. I could easily see him, and waved. I recognized his wife, but I didn't recognize the other couple that was with them, nor did I know the two other women at their side. "Wow, six of them," I thought. I honestly hadn't known who would be coming with him, if anyone else, other than his wife, who planned to help out. The three of us had played around together before, with his wife being the center of attention while blindfolded and tied up. I was very excited to see that this would be a group situation, with everyone combining their efforts to sexually stimulate Susie. "Wait until she finds out!" I thought.

After letting everyone inside, my friend let the door slam shut so that Susie would know for sure that he had arrived. She immediately looked over in the direction of the hallway, but only saw my friend come into the room, as the others stayed behind in the hallway. All of them kind of waved at me, and I silently waved back from where I was hiding.

My friend quietly introduced himself and then read outloud the letter that I had already read to Susie. "Now close your eyes, dear, and just enjoy what I have to give you. Mind you, I have a foot fetish, so I think that I'm going to start there if you don't mind. But first I need to get comfortable." He undressed, kneeled down at the foot of the bed, and began to slowly stimulate Susie's right foot with his fingers, hands, mouth, and tongue. Susie moaned a little and completely relaxed. He also turned on the vibrator and pressed it up against her pussy and clit. Her hips gyrated just a bit, and then she laid still again.

My friend's wife slipped into the room, unnoticed by Susie. She had undressed in the hallway. She knelt down at the foot of the bed and started doing the same thing to Susie's left foot as her husband was doing to her right foot. Susie suddenly startled a bit, but I was somewhat surprised when she didn't even open her eyes to look at who this other person was. I learned later that she initially thought that the other person had been me.

In the meantime, everyone else had undressed and were soon all around Susie, though none of them had actually sat on the bed, or got on it to make their presence known. I was happy to see that the other couple were about as good looking as my friend and his wife. And the two other women were quite attractive, too, and in pretty good shape. Everyone looked to be in their early thirties.

One at a time, at first, each person took their turn in lightly touching Susie in different places of her naked body. Susie surely knew by then that at least three people were playing with her, but she never once opened her eyes. Well, not until they started getting more aggressive with her. When the group all at once decided that it would be fun for all of them just to have at her at the same time, Susie's eyes suddenly opened up wide, and she actually really struggled in her restraints for the first time.

As I watched from a few feet away, still hidden from her view, they started doing things that I was sure that Susie might object to, but I watched her thumbs carefully to see a signal from her that she wanted things to stop. But even when she seemed to clearly be in distress, she never gave the signal. I was both flabbergasted and sexually stimuated at the same time. Two things amazed me the most. One is that they really ganged up on her for a series of tickling sessions that clearly drove her nuts. Generally speaking, Susie isn't one to be overly ticklish, but some of these people obviously knew how to tickle well. Luckily for Susie, they also seemed to know when to give her a break. I saw tears streaming down from her eyes. Her muffled screams were so loud that they were almost audible, even through the ball gag, and a couple of times Susie held up both of her thumbs, giving us the sign that we had crossed the line. However, the signal from her was always momentary, and I learned later than it was more of a gag reflex than any real call for them to stop.

At one point my friend actually took out Susie's ball gag, just to make sure that she was really okay. She told them that she was just fine, and even expressed guilt for being the center of all of the sexual attention that she was receiving with nobody else getting off themselves. But all of them assured her that were getting off just fine, and having a ball of a time taking advantage of her naked, bound, and totally exposed body.

The the most amazing thing happened that Susie later on told me was exceptionally erotic. All of them very lovingly began to simultaneously stimulate her entire body in a slow, but methodical fashion so that she kept reaching one orgasm after another, until she was sopping wet. My friend and his wife were taking advantage of each one of Susie's feet, all for themselves. The other man was reaming Susie's ass with his tongue and a small anal vibrator. His wife was very expertly fucking Susie's pussy with a favorite vibrator of Susie's. One of the other women was massaging Susie's back and stroking her hair, which happens to a favorite stimulation of Susie's. The last woman had easily squeezed herself in through the bed's lower iron frame, and was on her back, expertly licking, sucking, kissing, and sexually stimulating Susie's pussy and clit.

Susie's orgasms were more powerful than the next. With all six of them stimulating her at the same time, Susie's senses were on overload. She told me later on that had she not been so securely bound and helpless, she would have definitely stopped them from forcing her to cum. She told me that there were many times when she wanted to give the  "two thumbs out" signal just to stop the madness, but at the same time she so relished the exceptional sexual releases that she was experiencing, that she didn't want it to end, though there were plenty of times when she almost had to stop it. You know, as she said later, "Too much of a good thing can be too much."

While all of this was happening to Susie, this other man's wife's feet were just too tempting to resist. Because of the way that she was positoned, the soles of her wrinkly, soft feet had to be mine, at least for a few minutes. This man's wife's feet (probably size 9 1/2) were perfectly shaped, though larger than Susie's size 7 1/2. Her feet were perfectly pedicured, too. At first, just to test the waters with her, I lightly tickled the soles of her feet. She didn't move them away at all, though it was clear that she was rather ticklish. Then I got bolder, laid her feet soles up in my lap, and gave her a nice foot massage. It made me rock hard, and soon my cock was standing erect in between the soles of these perfect feet.

As I held her ankles firmly together in my lap, I couldn't help but to give her soles a good hard tickle. She responded by wiggling her feet the best that she could in my firm grip, and scrunching her toes. Her feet squeezed my cock as she rapidly moved her soles along the shaft of my hard cock. It didn't take long at all for me to squirt a geyser of cum into the air, which landed all over the soles of her feet, and the back of her legs. I toweled her off, shrimped each of her toes, and then nibbled and licked her wrinkly soles.

At this point I didn't even care if I had blown my cover with Susie knowing that I was there. It didn't matter. But as it turned out, according to her, she never saw me there. She simply thought that I had gone through with my plans to remain downstairs until I had gotten called up. The others stuck to the planned scenario, and pretended to call me up. When I pretended to walk in for the first time, I acted surprised to see that Susie was now face up, and tied spread eagled to the bed. I even acted surprised at how many people were there, though the truth is, I had been surprised initially.

I waited until everyone had left before I fucked Susie for the first time that night while she was still tied up. But this time she also had a blindfold on, as we acted out a fun scenario where I pretended to be somebody else. The scenario didn't last long, but I was still excited by it. While I fucked her, Susie told me of all the fun that she had earlier on, and all that they had done to her.

Since that time, we've had similar scenarios. Susie is very accomodating.