Sasha lay on the hotel bed, still restrained by David’s handcuffs. Watching him lift her phone from her handbag made Sasha very alarmed.

“No, David, what are you doing? You can’t,” she pleaded with him.

“Stop talking and show me your pretty face.” David held the phone to Sasha’s face as he spoke and unlocked the device. He took a couple of paces back from the bed and aimed the phone towards it.

“Yes, lovely. Quite the professional, middle class working mother!” David taunted Sasha before showing her the picture, which was a perfectly framed shot of her whole naked body. Her cuffed hands were clearly visible, along with her breasts, which were crowned with a pair of very obviously erect nipples.

“Look, if I zoom in, we can see your wet panties!” David laughed again as he pinched at the phone screen.

Sasha felt her stomach tightening as David tapped away, but she dared not ask what he was doing. After a minute, he placed the phone back in her handbag. Picking up his leather strap, David stood over Sasha. The leather felt cool as it ran up her leg, starting from just above the ankle.

Sasha moaned as David dragged the strap over her thighs before pushing the V-shaped tips into her swollen labia, brushing her clit as he moved up over her belly. David rubbed the strap over her breasts, bringing even more groans from Sasha, before gently flicking the tip at each of her nipples in turn.

“What a tempting target, so stiff and erect.” David growled as he brushed the strap over her nipples.

Without warning, he flicked his wrists and the strap smacked into her right breast. 

“Yeeeeow!” Sasha screeched at the sudden pain, but before she could recover, a second stroke lashed into her other breast. Sasha wailed again and her breathing quickened.

“That’s for being a disobedient slut, and for arguing about me using your phone.” David’s voice was calm as he admonished her.

“Now, lie there quietly.” David placed the strap on the bed, leaving its lower half rested against her thigh. Its presence meant to remind Sasha of the threat it carried.  

David went to the bathroom, returning soon after in a hotel bathrobe. He casually toured the room leafing through some of the marketing booklets while ignoring Sasha.  She could sense he was waiting for something. Sasha lay on her back in silence for what seemed a long time, but probably only five or ten minutes had passed before there was a knock at the door.

Sasha’s heart began to race. What was David doing moving towards the door? Her first thought was it must be room service. Would he be able to get rid of them without someone seeing her?! The bed was some way from the door, and at an angle, but Sasha was powerless to move and worried she would be seen.

Her pulse beat even faster as she realised David was going to open the door, having taken a quick look through the door’s spyhole.

“Hello Emily, and welcome to the Crowne Plaza.” David greeted Emily warmly.

Sasha’s stomach churned and she felt her face burning. Her younger work colleague, Emily, looked down at her with a smile. She did not seem in the least bit surprised to see Sasha tied to a hotel bed, with a leather strap perched on her leg.

“Of course, you two need no introduction. Though, Sasha, it probably comes as a surprise for you to learn that Emily and I are acquainted. Intimately. You see, you share more than the same employer. Emily, good girl she is, was the one who told me you were in London today.” David’s words registered with Sasha, but she carried on staring blankly at Emily, too shocked to take her eyes from her colleague despite her acute embarrassment.  

Sasha knew Emily had a long-term boyfriend, and remembered meeting him at a work drinks one time. He had seemed a little dull, and Sasha could only imagine how shocked he would be if he saw his lovely Emily in these circumstances.

“Emily tells me she often fantasises about being pleasured by your mouth, Sasha. And as she has been such a helpful girl today, you are going to oblige her. After I have fucked her.” David addressed Sasha, before turning his attention to the younger girl.

“Emily, strip naked and get on the bed. Face down.” David removed his dressing down as he spoke to her, uncovering his ebony cock which was clearly stirring into life once again.

Emily slipped out of her work trousers and blouse, revealing a stylish black bra and matching panties. Sasha was bi-curious, and the sight of her attractive colleague’s figure was making her even more aroused. Emily was in her late twenties and close to her physical prime. She stood about five foot six and Sasha knew that Emily’s body benefitted from regular gym and yoga classes. Emily dropped her bra and a pair of flawless, firm breasts appeared.

Quickly removing her panties, Emily took an all fours position on the king size bed, next to Sasha. The two women were almost face to face. David climbed on the bed, pushing Emily slightly further up the bed and taking his position behind her. He stroked his cock for a few moments, bringing it to its full size.

“You won’t be surprised that I’ve already cum once, Emily.” David glanced at Sasha as he spoke.

“Let me guess, in her mouth?” Emily chuckled as she replied.

“No prizes for working that out! It does mean that I am going to fuck you long and hard though, Emily.” David’s tone was calm and Sasha watched as his cock disappeared from her view as he moved behind Emily.

“Goddd.” Emily’s face tightened as she moaned. David’s size stretched her fully.

“Tell Sasha how you love my cock, and how your boyfriend’s does not come anywhere close.” David urged Emily as he started to grind in and out of her.

“His cock is so amazing, Sasha. But I guess you know thaaaat! Ohhhhh god, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder.” Emily begged as her breathing began to get more ragged. 

Emily continued to squeal as David slammed into her. The sound of him slapping into Emily’s skin as he ravaged her echoed in the room. Sasha watched Emily’s face as her ecstasy built, and David continued fucking her hungrily.

“Big and hard enough for you? How much better than that vanilla boyfriend of yours?” David sneered the questions at Emily as he pounded her.

“Oh my god, I can hardly speak. So much better than my boyfriend. So fucking haaaaard, you fill me like he never could. Ahhhh, yessss.” Emily’s voice was shaking and her body starting to convulse.

“That’s it, Emily. Come on my cock. Give it to me.” David urged her.

Sasha watched as Emily’s mouth opened, her hands gripping onto the sheets. Emily shuddered and yelled out as her orgasm hit. Sasha was convinced the whole hotel must be able to hear. David kept fucking the young woman with a frenzy, never slowing his pace.

“Oh goddddddddd!” Emily shrieked as she came again and again.

“Yes, feel that tight cunt cumming on my cock, Emily.” David carried on pounding her as he spoke.

Sasha continued watching, caught in a whirl of emotions. The situation was almost surreal, her lover taking her work colleague from behind, while she herself lay restrained on a hotel bed. The sounds and smells of their sex filled the room and Sasha felt desperate for release of her own. Emily’s body seemed to be going limp but David continued to fuck her, and Sasha thought Emily would soon be unable to take any more. Her hopes began to rise that David would turn his attention to her own aching pussy.

But just as it seemed Emily was at breaking point, David’s face tensed and with a final shove his orgasm came.

“Fuckkk.” David groaned as he impaled himself as deeply as he could. Emily was totally spent and stayed in place as David unloaded fully inside her. He gave a few more intermittent thrusts as he finished ejaculating and his climax finally abated.

Emily fell flat on her front as David rolled to the side of her. The large bed managing to fit all three of them. David and Emily inhaled deeply as they recovered. Finally, as his breathing came back under control, David rose from the bed.

“Right Emily, climb on her face. She’s going to pleasure your used pussy with her mouth. Come on, before my cum leaks out of you.” David’s instructions were aimed at Emma, but he looked at Sasha as he spoke.

“Emily tells me she has always wanted this, and she has been such a deserving girl today, hasn’t she?” David smiled at Sasha as Emily slowly roused herself and moved into position.

Emily’s energy was slowly coming back, but she took a few moments to mount herself on Sasha’s face. As Emily lowered her groin, Sasha could briefly see her swollen, puffy labia with David’s white cum already trickling out of her slit. Sasha’s nostrils filled with the rich and intoxicating smell of sex, just before the taste of Emily’s pussy flooded her senses.

Sasha often fantasised about oral sex with another woman, imagining what the taste would be like. But, though she realised there was a hint of woman flavour as he tongue probed Emily’s lips, the acrid tang of David’s cum was dominant.

“Filthy, filthy Sasha. Lick it all up you cheating, married slut. Prove to her the stories about women being better at oral than men are true.” David stood at the end of the bed as he spoke, enjoying the spectacle of one of his lovers using her mouth on the other. 

Sasha could tell Emily was enjoying herself too. David’s cum flowed freely for a little while, but once she had taken all of the semen, Emily started alternating the movements of her mouth. Probing her tongue into Emily, before pulling it out and flicking it over her clit.

This was clearly having the desired effect, and soon Sasha felt Emily’s thighs shaking and the younger girl ground herself harder onto Sasha’s face. With a sudden cry, Emily orgasmed. Emily was soaking wet and Sasha licked and kissed at her sex frantically as Emily came. The emotion of giving another woman an orgasm for the first time was a passionate experience for Sasha, and she was almost disappointed when Emily finally rolled off her and collapsed on the bed again.

“Fuck, that was hot,” David spoke quietly. “You are the naughtiest pair of sluts I could ever imagine. To think you both work in the same place. And speaking of work, it’s probably time we sent you back to the office.” 

David moved towards Sasha’s side of the bed and Sasha felt him unclip her wrists.

“Right then. The pair of you can use the shower, then you better get back to the office.”