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Dark Side Chapter 6

Reward

By Jennifer CypertPublished 6 years ago 11 min read
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Chapter 6

Joseph pulled up to the lobby entrance where the valet was there to meet them. He handed the keys over to a man clad in nothing more than leather underwear and a spiked dog collar around his neck and nipple rings. On one of the left side of his nipple ring was a name tag fastened on to it. The tag read Evan. Attached to the dog collar was a long chain about twenty feet in length. The long silver chain was held by a woman leaning nonchalantly against the hotel wall with her legs crossed. She was watching the valet driver very closely, as if she was waiting for him to make a mistake.

"Good evening sir, we have a parking spot located in 12A. Would that be alright with you? We are busier than usual this weekend. Wow! She is gorgeous. That must be a sweet ass to tap," Evan said while eyeing Trixie.

"Yeah, I noticed that the parking lot seemed packed when I got here," replied Joseph, giving Evan a warning glare.

His supervisor holding the chain quickly stormed over. Her uniform was of a blood red leather bikini and black thigh high boots with heels. Her short pixie cut hair was jelled perfectly to her head, unmoved. The name tag that she bore was Miss Mandy. She was more than pissed. Miss Mandy shook her head in exasperation, fire engine red lips pursed, although her sinister eyes depicted bits of glee. In her other hand, she had a remote control. The valet manager pushed a button. Joseph heard a short buzzing noise coming from the nipple rings as Evan exclaimed, the feeling pulling him forward, dropping the keys on Trixie's lap. Joseph quickly grabbed the keys so as not to disturb his sleeping mistress.

"How many times am I going to have to punish you before you stop ogling the guests!?" she yelled as she came near.

"I am so sorry about this. He is our problem child and still in training. As soon as his probation is up, he will get harsher punishment or we are just going to kick him out because he is showing that he doesn't want to be here. Would you like me to send him up to your room for a flogging?" the manager asked, chagrined.

"No, thank you, ma'am. If Leonard Charles is here this weekend, send him to whatever room he is in. I don't want to be bothered," Joseph said, while trying to keep his temper.

His supervisor waved over a muscular bald man the color of charcoal. He had a name tag on his nipple ring as well that read Tyler. He, however, was not on a chain. "Take this car and park it in the celebrity suite. Whatever charges that accumulate will be garnished from Evan's paycheck," Mandy said, both to Joseph and Tyler. Evan looked down at his feet. Being parked in the celebrity suite meant that it would cost over $1000 if Joseph stayed the full weekend. He was led away by Mandy, head hung in shame. A bellhop appeared, exiting from the lobby doors. Joseph popped open the trunk for him to carry his bag.

Joseph got out of the car and gave the car keys to Tyler. He opened the passenger car door to pick up Trixie, cradling her in his arms. As he entered the hotel, to the left of him there was a line that led to a person being beaten by a bullwhip in stocks. The head of the punished was adorned by a horse mask. People that consisted of this line, either chained by their feet or wrists, looked on forlorn, knowing that this was to be their fate. After the beating, they were dragged by their masters to the black room for more intense tortures. On the right, a man was bound by his wrists held by a rope that led from the ceiling. His head was covered by a mask and bit so that he could not hear, see, or call out, with a fox tail governing his bottom, the tail swishing in all directions as a woman hit him passionately all over his body with a purple riding crop. After the assault, she would then take his erect penis in her mouth and stroke him with it once before starting again. In the center of the lobby were masters seated on either chair or couch while their chained up pets sat on their hindquarters watching pleasure or punishment.

Joseph hurried through the middle, masters nodding and grinning at him and his extremely tired plaything. Loud sucking noises were heard as Joseph approached the desk. The receptionist at the desk was softly quelling his moans. He looked up and smiled at Joseph.

"That will be enough, Sasha," the man behind the desk looking down said to whoever was under it. A woman ascended wiping her mouth, her chainmail clinking as she walked away to serve the person sitting at the next computer.

"Good evening and welcome back to the Violent Orchid, Mr. Stevenson. How may we serve you today?" the receptionist said rearranging something that Joseph couldn't see.

"I would like a room in the Indigo Suite," Joseph said.

"Okay, let me see if we have one available," he said typing in the information. "Oh, no. We are fresh out. Might we interest you in something slightly more hardcore? Perhaps something in the Olive section?"

Joseph sighed in exasperation. "I suppose so. I was really looking forward to a weekend in Indigo. I had plans."

"I'm terribly sorry. Because you are a valued customer, we will let you have one night free. How does that sound?" asked the receptionist looking rather embarrassed.

"That sounds great. I understand that this was a busy weekend for the Violent Orchid. No problem," Joseph said shifting Trixie's feather light weight just slightly.

The bellhop took the key and lead Joseph to the elevator. He pushed the button, the elevator pulling open. All three entered. The button with the letter O was pushed. They got to their designated room and as Joseph was about to step inside the room, another member of the hotel approached them hurriedly, "A room in the Indigo Suite just opened up. Would you like to wait in the parlor until it's cleaned? It's just down the hall to the left," another bellhop asked as he breathed out sharply.

Joseph took a deep breath, then exhaled. This had really been an incredibly long day. He could just settle for this one or he could just wait a little longer.

"Is the room still free for the night?" Joseph asked.

"Yes, sir, yes it is," replied the bellhop shifting from one foot to the other.

"Then yes, I will wait for the room in the Indigo Suite," Joseph answered.

"Great! I will let Jack know after I get the two of you to the parlor," he said to Joseph.

"That will be all Philip. I will take it from here," the new bellhop said to the previous one.

"Here is your key, sir. When you are ready to order room service, it will be free of charge for the extra waiting. We are also going to include a 20 oz. bottle of our best lube," the new bellhop said as they walked to the parlor.

***

As soon as the bellhop closed the door, Joseph carried Trixie to a table that was in the shape of an upside down uppercase Y. This structure was wide enough that a person could comfortably lay without falling. He shifted her so that her sleeping face rested on his massive chest, the table supporting her bottom. Joseph unzipped her bustier. Trixie’s soft tan breasts jiggled down to their natural position. He gently laid her down on her back. Joseph straightened her arms above her head to tie her wrists with the red satin cloth that was connected to the chain provided. He kissed her bonded wrists, inside her elbows, forehead, lips, chest, and stomach. Trixie sighed and moaned, not yet waking. Joseph put his thumbs in her shorts and slowly slid them off, dropping them beside the bustier. He parted her legs, placing them on each side of the Y, so her body conformed to its shape. Joseph then strapped her legs, just above the ankles. He stood there transfixed in her ambiance.

Joseph pulled up a chair between Trixie’s legs. The motor hummed as he adjusted the table to bring her head level with a touch of a knob. The motor hummed a second time while her sheath opened. He brought his nose close the edge of her flesh. Warm berries and cum filled his nostrils. Joseph’s mouth watered. She knew that flavoring got him excited. His dick instantly got hard. He just wanted to dive into her but needed to taste her first.

Joseph licked her from the base of her vagina, all the way to her hooded clit. Inside it was as slippery as dragon fruit seeds. He drove his strong tongue in, tasting her salty cum, pushing upwards repeatedly from where it flowed to his fingers earlier.

“Ah!” Trixie exclaimed. She lifted her head to see Joseph’s head bobbing up and down as she felt his mouth all over her. Trixie’s body froze. She realized that she called out and feared what he might do. Joseph looked up at her, seeing her wide eyed and her mouth pursed and trembling.

“We are in the Indigo Suite because you did awesome today. This is your reward. You are free to make all the noise you want,” Joseph said, squeezing her hip comforting her.

Trixie sighed in relief. She laid her head back down relishing in the fact that she had pleased him. He took the top of her lips into his mouth. As he sucked, she felt the force of it gather her clit. He maneuvered his mouth to just her clit, sucking it between his full lips, licking it with his tongue. He began to flick her aroused nub in upwards motions, causing waves of electricity in all the crevices that surrounded it.

“Mmmm,” he moaned into her.

“You taste so damn good,” Joseph said releasing her.

"You feel so damn good. God, I want you," Trixie breathed.

"I'm going to make you cum so hard, Trixie," Joseph mouthed into her sweet pussy. He raised his head up and found her puckered anus. He put the tip of his finger on the opening and lightly pressed in and out, but not going in. Her clit was engorged from all of the stimulation; blood had made it swell more than half its size. It was like a piece of fruit, ripe for the taking. He fingered it in its special places like it was her doing it to herself. Joseph has spent so much time with her that he had mastered her art form. Trixie's body responded in kind, her vagina growing hungry with want, yet not being filled. Her hips and thighs flexed to the rhythm of his movements. She breathed in shallow breaths as her opening expanded. Joseph could smell her juices from within again like a seething volcano breathing out steam. He licked some of it that had trickled out, sticking his tongue quickly in to feel the heat. She was a furnace of hot sweaty sex that he longed to fuck all night.

"Ah! Oh, God!" Trixie yelled, pulling against her tresses.

Joseph moved his hand that was touching her anus, positioned it in a duck shape, pushing it into her ready and willing pussy. He pushed in hard motions as he fingered her harder. Trixie's vulva sprayed in glorious fountains all over Joseph's chest as Trixie screamed in inaudible words. He stopped after his shirt was soaked, tearing it off of his chest.

"Joseph, fuck me, please! I want to feel you inside me," Trixie begged.

He stripped off his pants as fast as he could, his hard cock escaping like a rabid animal. He took her off of the chain and carried her to the wall where there was another place to fasten her from the ceiling. Joseph adjusted a hook with a ball at the end just below her bottom. He placed it inside of her opening gently, flipping a switch to make it vibrate. Joseph put her legs around him. He put his cock into her soaking vagina filling all of her, fucking her hard. Her body rising up and down, tits bouncing. Her ass feels like a thousand earthquakes, shattering all thought as she glides.

Joseph ravages her mouth, tongue rubbing, moving all around, in her mouth. His hands move all over her body, cupping her breasts, biting her nipples. She screams, her body squeezing his cock, producing another orgasm.

Joseph frees her from all of her shackles, picks her up slowly, laying her on the bed. He climbs on top of her thrusting, pushing, cock rising and falling into her. Arms entangled, bodies moving as one. He shifts her on top of him so that she can feel him even deeper. Joseph wants to see her body move for him. She raises her hands in the air and brings them down, touching her own breasts, her top half undulating. This turns Joseph on and he touches them with her. His dick is wanton, ready to give her his cum. Joseph brings her to his chest, rocking her on his chest. Trixie raises her head facing him.

"I love you," she says.

"I love you too," he tells her releasing into her body.

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Jennifer Cypert

A lover of all the impossibles if only they are in my head.

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