A businesswoman gets her just rewards when she takes the wrong computer at the airport
Amber’s mouth dropped as she looked at the video that had been just texted to her phone.
The recording was of her, totally naked standing bent over in her shower. Her dildo was suctioned to the shower wall and she was furiously fucking it, her tits bouncing.
She remembered making it several days earlier. She’d been experimenting with online dating and despite not having met anyone, she had participated in more than a few steamy online conversations. It had been a long time since she had been with anyone and she enjoyed feeling sexy again. There were a couple of guys she felt comfortable enough making sexy videos for, even though she knew she’d never see them in person. Besides, she was always careful to edit out her face before she sent them.
But now there was this. The video that had just been texted to her was the original, her face recognizable even though it was contorted in pleasure.
The message read “Not only do you look fucking hot, you have incredible sexual energy. You need to let it out with the right person. A man who understands you and knows how to put brats like you in their place!”
She was wet right now, despite her fear, trying to come to grips with how this all happened.
It began this morning at the airport. She was on her way to a business conference and decided to give herself an extra couple of days away from home. She had to book a hotel with her own money and she was shocked at how insane the rates were. She found a discount hotel website and got a great deal, but there was one catch, she had to arrive at the hotel in person by 2 pm in order to claim the room.
Today, her flight had been delayed and time was extremely tight.
She hadn’t slept well and the flight left her on edge and punchy. The three cups of coffee on the plane didn’t help either. Her natural politeness was overpowered by her desire to get to her hotel in time.
As she rushed to the taxi line, she saw a cab at the end of the terminal driveway. She rushed over to grab it and ran into a man coming out from behind a pillar. He had been holding a cup of coffee which was now all over his dress shirt and the lapel of his suit. The way the taxi attendant looked at her, Amber realized that THIS was supposed to be HIS cab.
“I’m so sorry,” she said “But I really need this ride, I have to get downtown quickly to book my hotel.”
“And apparently I need a dry cleaner,” said the man, wiping his shirt off with some paper towels given to him by the attendant. “This is MY cab, Miss. Where are you going?”
She mentioned the name.
“Thankfully, your hotel is next to mine, we can share the ride.”
She put her luggage and black computer case in the trunk with his and then got in next to him. He introduced himself as Mark.
She liked the man’s face and the way he held his own during their embarrassing collision. He was obviously tired like she was, but not nearly as over-caffeinated.
Her natural brattiness came out and she began to pepper him with questions and tease him, the way she did naturally with any man she liked. Sometimes men got angry with this, totally forgetting the courting rituals of the third grade. This man was neither defensive nor challenging. She put that down to his fatigue. It was only when she asked him where he was staying did he poke her back.
“I’m at the Ritz Carlton,” he said.
“Wow, so you’re staying at the Ritz! I wonder what the rooms are like THERE.”
“Keep going and you’ll find out,” said the man suddenly and in an authoritative tone. His words hung in the air as the taxi pulled up between their two respective hotels.
She looked at her watch. Only five minutes left until the deadline.
“Sorry I have to go,” she said, bolting out of the cab. She heard the trunk pop and quickly pulled out her suitcase and computer bag before the man had even gotten out.
She ran into the lobby and got there just in time for them to register before the deadline. It wasn’t until she made her way up to her room that she realized she hadn’t even offered to pay for the cab. She felt bad, but this man looked like he could afford it. Besides, it was probably on some sort of expense account.
An hour later the messages started arriving on her phone. It was confusing. They seemed to be from Amber herself. Each of them showed sexy photos and videos she had made days before and forgotten about. What the hell was happening?
She pulled out her black computer bag, opened it up, and felt her heart in her mouth. The computer inside wasn’t hers. She must have picked up the MAN’s computer bag by mistake. That meant he had HERS. On top of it all, Amber hated having to remember passwords, so 1234 was her default. He obviously must have guessed it.
Her phone pinged again. This time it was a voice message. It was Mark
“I’m normally not one to snoop, but you were such an interesting companion and you chose such an easy password. I also figured I owed you for the coffee, stiffing me for the cab, and taking my bag. I immediately went into the desktop version of your message app to find out more about you so I could return the favor. You certainly don’t hold back with those men you’ve been chatting with, do you? I’ve been reading about all your submissive desires and kinks. What was even more exciting was checking out your deleted items. You know you have to delete them twice, don’t you? Everything was there. Every original video you sent of yourself: naked, stripping, showering. Fucking and sucking dildos. The most hot and complete pornography of one woman I’ve ever seen. “
Standing in the middle of her hotel room Amber’s body tingled as she found herself hyperventilating. All of her secrets, which she was so eager to share with strangers who would never know who she was, were now known by the man staying in the hotel next door.
Her hands shook as she texted “Please don’t put them on the internet.” A few moments later a new voice message came in.
“My dear lady. I have no interest in sharing them with ANYONE. I don’t like sharing what’s mine, and you’re MINE now, in a way. Those men you spoke with weren’t worthy of you. Not worthy of your beauty and especially not worthy of your creative mind. I appreciate your submissive desires and am just the man to take you. I know how to deal with brats. I TAME BRATS”
Listening to the message, Amber’s mind went in different directions. Part of her wanted to pull off her own panties, lie and the bed, and get herself off. She was incredibly turned on. She also felt extremely scared, exposed, and vulnerable. She simply wrote.
“Please give me my computer back.”
Mark responded.
“Finally, a little politeness from the Brat. But you forget who you’re talking to. Try again.”
For a second she was confused by the message and then wrote. “Please, can I have my computer back, Sir?”
It seemed like ages waiting for the answer. But it finally appeared. She bit her lip as she played the new voice message.
“Of course, it’s your computer and you deserve it back. I also need mine in return, BUT… we both know that the brat in you needs to be taught a lesson. I have some business to take care of. I will be at your hotel in exactly an hour. I already know your room number. I want you to leave the door open. When I come into the room. I want you to be naked, lying facedown on the bed with your hands behind your back. Don’t move until I tell you. If you’re not in that exact position. I will leave with your computer and you won’t hear from me again for another two days. As I said, I know how to deal with brats. I’m closing your computer now so don’t bother pleading or bargaining. Your door is either open or locked. I will take my cue from there… in exactly one hour.
Amber looked at the clock and memorized the time. In sixty minutes she had an important choice to make. How could she possibly do what he asked? He must have known it was impossible. But he was insistent. And he was obviously used to dealing with women like her. He must have known how incredibly turned on she was. Still, it was way too much to ask.
But what could she do? He held all the cards. She needed an advantage. Of course, she had HIS computer too, although he hadn’t seemed too concerned about it. Maybe there was something compromising on it she could use to bargain with. Opening it, she tried the obvious passwords. None seemed to work. But as she walked away from his laptop she suddenly got an idea and ran back to try it.
She typed in the words “Brat Tamer.”
Her eyes widened as the desktop image appeared and the computer opened up for her to use. Her fingers tingled in anticipation over the keyboard as she debated what to do next.
She went into the search bar and typed “sex”
Sure enough, a number of files popped up on the screen. The one on the top was a voice file.
It began with the sound of the phone being jostled. Then she heard a voice. A man’s voice. It was Mark.
“Did you just start recording us?”
Then a woman’s voice:
“Yes Sir. I wanted to listen to this while you were gone.”
SMACK
“You didn’t even ask me. You’re being a brat again.”
Amber listened intently as the conversation continued. There were commands, the sounds of sucking and slurping, and lots of spanks. She closed her eyes, put her hand on her clit, and listened, jumping slightly with each spank.
The recording lasted about twenty minutes. She had already cum twice. She lay on the bed in a post-orgasmic haze and drifted off thinking of that voice and imagining that man was beside her.
Suddenly she bolted awake. Somehow she felt even hornier than she did when she drifted off. It was two minutes to the hour exactly. He would soon be there. A locked door meant she would miss both him and her computer. What seemed impossible now seemed exciting and inevitable. She ran to the door and snipped the lock. It was an older hotel without a digital key. How did he know?
She could hear the sound of the elevator creaking slowly to her floor. Most of her clothes were off. Her top was still hanging around her neck although her bra was long gone. She tossed it to the floor and lay face down on the bed with her feet on the floor and her ass in the air. A peak at the mirror showed the pleasant shape of her cheeks exposed to and ready for the man who was determined to claim her.
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She heard the door open, and then close. There was a moment of silence before she heard him say.
“Well, this IS a good first step. You CAN learn to be civilized and follow orders. I want you to stay just as you are. I’ll put your computer in the safe so you have it.
She heard the sound of the safe gears grinding closed. And then the unmistakable sound of a belt. He must be taking off his clothes, she thought. She tried to peek again in the mirror but he was off to the side so she couldn’t see anything. Her heart had never pounded like this before.
SMACK
“You have proved the ultimate brat today. Trying to take my cab, steal my computer, and knock yourself into me like a bull in a china shop. Thankfully, that ass is made for spanking.
SMACK
“You obviously have far too much energy you brat. I’m going to help you put it to good use, serving your new master. “
The man knew how to wield his hand.
“Between sending you messages, having to call for a dry cleaner, and doing my business I haven’t had a meal yet. That’s your fault.”
SMACK
“Are you going to give yourself to me? To atone for your bad behavior?”
“Maybe,” she said.
SMACK
“I’m going to quench my hunger whether you like it or not.”
She could feel his hands caressing her ass. They were lower than she expected. He must be kneeling behind her. She felt him open her cheeks. It was the most vulnerable she’d felt with a man in ages.
“Mmmm here’s a nice smooth peach. I’ve been admiring it in your videos And guess what? It’s mine now. “
His mouth enveloped her pubic mound and she felt his long tongue slide aggressively into her, hitting spots in ways she’d never felt as it wiggled back and forth.
A few moments later, he began teasing her clit. He knew just what to do to drive her crazy. Amber felt like she would cum again quickly. She pushed herself into his face in a regular rhythm. Then she felt him stop and heard his voice again.
“You certainly are a horny little brat. You’re drenched already. She felt his fingers suddenly slide into her. She was still on her stomach with her face down on the bed.
Mark stood up for a moment and then lay down on her back. She felt his naked body envelop hers. “Look to the side and open your mouth,” he said. She did as she was told and felt his fingers slide against her tongue.
“Taste yourself,” he commanded. She sucked her juices off his fingers. “You can taste your own desire for me can’t you?”
She nodded, still consumed physically by the man. Her arms were still behind her back and now pinned between her and the naked man. Her feet were still on the floor and her ass was up in the air. She watched in the mirror as he took his large hand and slid it along the bottom of her back to her cheeks and downward until she could feel it enter her ass and gently wiggle around.
“You’ve been particularly naughty and I plan to violate and penetrate all of your openings. This is one, just to get you started. “
She’d never been violated by a man’s finger like that, she thought. She never realized how much it could excite her. But in this position, violated by a man she’d just met at the airport. It made her pussy tingle in an unexpected way.
“This is for spilling my coffee,” he said. “I can tell your ass is tight and it’s only right that I’m the first man that will command it. You’ve met your match, my dear.”
“Have I?” She replied. The tone in her voice was suggestive.
SMACK
“Very soon, I will fuck you into submission my little Brat. But you don’t get to just lie back and enjoy it. You’ll have to do some work.”
Mark picked Amber up by the shoulders and dropped her on the floor in front of him. Not hard enough to hurt her, but just to get her attention. She felt his thick but semi-flaccid cock smack against her face, she could feel it hardening each time he did it. He pushed his head towards her mouth but she shut her lips and moved her face away to see what he would do next. He gripped her head with his large hand and turned it forward. His hardening dick was almost touching her lips.
“I saw that smile as you turned away. Your acting skills are top-notch. But, I could tell how badly you needed my manhood the first time I met you. Your master is here. He doesn’t judge. He also knows you need to work for it, for it to work for you.”
She looked up into his eyes. Powerful yet warm. She wanted to consume him and all that he was, but her mouth stayed shut.
“Being a Brat is the only role where, if you win you lose and vice versa. Or am I wrong?”
She was about to say, “It depends on your point of view”, but as she started, Mark reacted immediately, sliding his obscene-looking cock into her mouth.
“That’s a good Girl,” he said sarcastically as he began rhythmically thrusting between her lips.
The man’s member filled her mouth. causing her jaw to expand. This wouldn’t be any ordinary blowjob. While making it difficult to breathe, she did notice she was able to take it without gagging. His cock expanded and hardened forcing her jaw to open even wider. His hand was behind her head, guiding her, just strongly enough to assert his dominance.
She was on her knees at the end of the bed, back pressed against the boxspring and mattress.
She felt Mark thrust in deeply towards the back of her mouth and stay there, as she lost her ability to breathe. She tapped him on the ass lightly and then harder. He pulled out of her mouth.
“Oh, getting feisty are we?” he said. “I want you to stick your tongue out and lick my balls.”
He pressed her head against the bed and shoved them in her face. Amber had no recourse but to take it. She felt the soft organs that were filled with his essence against her lips as he rubbed it around her face. There was something about the feeling of being physically trapped against the bed that turned her on. He rubbed his precum on her lips and she could smell him now. He was gradually making her his.
Feeling his hands underneath her shoulders now, she stood up. Only to be turned around to face the king-sized bed. Her suitcase was still in the far corner. He had spied an extra pair of laces she’d packed for her workout shoes and tied her wrists together and then bent her forward, her face pressed against a pillow, as she felt his hard member slide up her thigh. She was extremely wet, almost embarrassingly so. It was like this man had read a step-by-step guide to how to turn her on. He slid inside and she felt his penis began to throb but did not thrust.
He growled in her ear.
“I want you to know I appreciate your mind and your personality. This wouldn’t have been nearly as much fun if you hadn’t been so provoking. Then to be foolish enough to provide me with every explicit video of yourself without realizing it. You’ve had me in such a state all afternoon. It was a wonderful slipup for such a smart and independent woman. It’s like the universe knew what we wanted and gave it to us.”
The man was on top of her, penis throbbing inside her while her hands remained tied behind her back. Her head was still to the side allowing her to speak.
“The universe isn’t giving me much of a choice.”
SMACK
“We both know you made your choice my dear. And these are wonderful consequences.
You talk flippantly now, but you won’t when you’re physically exhausted. You’ll do everything I say. Don’t worry, I know you can take it. I have high expectations for you.
SMACK
She was wide and wet, but Mark’s hard cock still stretched her smoothed lips. Lips she’d shown anonymously to other men, but now. Well, this felt anything but anonymous.
“Yes it’s personal,” he said as he seemingly read her mind. “That’s what you really wanted. To be taken by a man whose intellect and ferocity matches yours. I wanted to fuck you and put you in your place from that first moment in the cab. And when you began to tease me I knew I’d turn it around and have you at my mercy. Take the fucking you deserve.”
He was good to his word, each thrust of his pelvis smacked violently against Amber’s ass. Her wrists tied and her face pushed into a pillow at the end of the bed, she could do nothing but take her just rewards. The rewards for being bold. For her excess energy. For her flippant remarks. The consequences had come back to her and were being firmly driven between her legs.
He continued for several minutes and was good to his word, physically tiring her, which made her even more horny. She could feel the orgasm beginning to build again, this time the energy was more than double. She was attempting to push against his hard cock in just the right way, although she wished she could play with her clit. As she got close Mark maddeningly stopped again
SMACK
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‘I know what you’re doing – and don’t worry, you’ll get your orgasm. But not yet. You’ll see the wisdom of your master in a moment.
His cock had slid out of her and she could hear herself breathing heavily as Mark paused. Finally, he said.
“One final ride to break you in brat.”
She felt his wet hard cock begin to slide into her ass. Thank goodness it was well lubed with her juices she thought. It was one thing to have his finger in there but….
She began to worry he might become too aggressive, but he seemed content to have his head nestled into her most private spot. She had never felt so exposed or violated.
SMACK
“I’m claiming your ass as mine my Brat. I deserve it. Who is your master?”
SMACK
His cock pushed deeper inside her. She yelped.
“I didn’t hear you…. Brat.”
Amber heard herself say. “You are master.”
Good. Now that you’ve said those magic words, I’ll let you have your orgasm.
Amber felt his fingers on her clit. They were wet with her juices and slid deftly in a motion that began to drive her crazy.
“Here you are with a man you never knew before today. Not only has he seen every dirty video you’ve recorded, but he’s also had his cock in your mouth, ravaged your pussy, and now your ass. You never treated him with the proper respect, until now.
The short strokes into her ass were a perfect counterpoint to the wild but gentle swirling of his fingers on her clit. It was coming again, faster and faster. Every fantasy she had of being rudely and expertly violated while she lay helpless came to the surface in one huge surge. Amber felt her eyes roll back hard as she concentrated on Mark’s breathing. They were about to cum together.
Now that I’ve claimed you in every way, it’s time for us both to reap our rewards.
It’s time to let that dirty, sexual woman loose. Not just in your head or in a text, but in real life, with your master’s dick in your ass and his desire for you against your clit. Let loose that Bold brat energy and show us both what you can do!
Mark’s words and body enveloped her as her mind exploded in colors, each nerve in her body alight with a pleasure she never knew existed. She shook and her scream filled the air.
Her spasm squeezed around his cock and Mark felt his balls begin to let loose
Yes yes, unleash yourself for me Brat. Your Master loves it. Fuck Oh my God, I’m going to cum.. Oohhh ohh oohhh…
True to his word she was docile and compliant after the orgasm. He gave her orders to clean him up and she did so, exactly how he described. He responded by giving her the most sensual kiss she’d ever felt. All of their tastes mingled in her mouth and reminded her of the wildness of the past several hours.
She lay there, her ass tingling, inside and out. Her muscles aching like she’d been put in her place in the most wonderful of ways. The man who tamed her climbed up next to her and she put her arm around him and sighed a large and contented breath. She had needed this for a long time. Their spoon position represented a twisted yin-and-yang where each needed the other to feel whole. Her sexual humiliation had been not a humiliation at all but the symbol of respect for certain of her characteristics. The opposite was also true. She would not have been his brat and he, her master without it.
Normally she would be unable to sleep with a strange man beside her, but this was different. She was physically and mentally worn down and she slept deeply, only waking when the rising sun hit her eyes.
The room was incredibly quiet and Mark was no longer there. For a second she wondered if it was a dream, but as she shifted her weight, she could still feel the effects of the previous night on her ass.
She looked for a note, but couldn’t find one and then remembered her computer. He’d put it in the safe when he came in. Would it still be there? Wait. It was locked. How could she get at it?
Then her cleverness hit her again. Was she really that clever or was she just in synch with this new man? The buttons beeped as she entered the password 1-2-3-4, and the latch sprung open.
Her computer was there. And on top of it was a plastic rectangle attached to a note. The plastic was a key to a room at the Ritz Carlton. The note bore a room number and below it it said. “I told you if you continued you’d find out what a room at the Ritz is like. I’ll be back at noon. I want you to be there and naked on the bed for me. A brat like you needs to be tamed regularly.”
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