We're in a hotel room in Cheltenham. Tastefully decorated, it is dominated by the kingsize bed above which a wooden pole is attached to the wall from which hang two leather headrests. Equally dominating is the large bay window looking out on to Cheltenham's Ladies College and the surrounding affluent accomodation. In front of this window is a grand wooden desk.

I'm laid on the bed waiting for you to come back out of the bathroom. You appear, bringing with you the cord from one of the white bathrobes which hang discreetly behind the bathroom door. You lean over me and lift my arms. You tell me to grab the wooden pole and hold on while you wrap the cord around my wrists and tie them tightly to the pole. Then you push up my skirt revealing the white lace of my bridal stockings worn especially for this occasion.

I'm wearing no knickers so already you can see my pussy glistening at you. Pushing my legs further apart you lean forward and breath warmly on my pussy sending shockwaves through my groin. Gently, you begin to kiss me with lips so soft I could almost imagine its a woman between my legs. Soft kisses are raining down on my clit, my hole and my inner thighs.

As I begin to moan you apply a litle more pressure but not quite enough, knowing this is exactly the way I like to be kissed. I try to lift my hips and thrust myself further onto your face but you back off as I push forward, again giving me enough pressure to keep my orgasm bulding gently on the edge.

The thought that I have less control than I usually would begins to arouse me even further as the thought that you may stop and take yourself away from me enters my head.

Opening my eyes I look down at the dark hair on your head thrust between my pale thighs and the redness of my pussy covering your mouth. Looking away I glance out of the window and am struck with the realisation that people in the buildings opposite will be able to see me spread on the bed with my arms tied in the air and your head between my legs. It makes me buck even harder.

At this stage I'm beginning to want to reach out and thrust your head down deep into my pussy but I can't move my hands. I have to rely upon the power in my legs as I squeeze tightly around your head and shoulders sucking you deeper in. My juices are beginning to flow like a waterfall now and I think 'Come on you bastard, make me cum.' My hips are bucking up and down; I'm fucking your face and running my juices all over your lips and nose. It runs down your chin as you try to lap it up and then I'm pushed over the edge and I come so hard I think I may lose all control of my bodily functions but I don't care cos it feels so damn good.

Then I'm done and I collapse, incapable of anything but soft moaning. As soon as you know I've stopped cumming you pull yourself up and into me and I am incapable of doing anything about it. Even though I was conviced you'd drained me, the moment your cock's inside me my pussy spurts back into action and the orgasm's back like its never been away. I'm cumming over and over and I try to push you away because it's too much but my hands are still tied. Then i'm aware of nothing but the waves of sweet feeling running down my crotch and the fading sound of screaming - which I realise is my own. But I'm long past caring.