A Sensual Matchmaker

Walking into the room there is a large four poster bed to the right. To the left you see a wall full of any sort of BDSM item you could think of. Whips, chains, butt plugs, blindfolds, candles, and so much more. There were several different chairs for other sexual positions. There was even a hook hanging from the ceiling.

There was a simple note for the participants on the bed.

Enjoy yourselves and fear not. You may have your posts read but that it could help someone else in the long run. I want you two to enjoy your bodies and get down to the nasty! Of course you do not need to use this room if you would rather do your business elsewhere.

Unlocking the room with his hotel key, Maxwell stepped in with a duffle bag in tow to survey the area. It was a simple meeting in a sex retreat with a stranger to get himself laid, so he knew what to expect in terms of the basics. Why they would invite someone with his insatiable appetite was unknown even to him, but he wasn't about to pass this up. It was all expenses paid, after all.

Hmm, they have a larger inventory than I initially assumed, he thought to himself as his eyes locked on the wall of delightful toys and object's for his or his chosen partner's use. Dropping his luggage near the door, he made a steady beeline towards a whip that caught his eye. Maybe he didn't need to bring his own 'special' toys after all. As he examined it and the other items on the wall with fascination, the door was left wide open for anyone else to come in.

(Random name: Elise)

Elise just got to the end of the hall in time to see someone open the far end door. Crap! I'm nervous, just calm yourself Elise calm, they came here for the same reason you did. Elise took a deep breath and started towards the door. Invited for a grand time, all things covered, nothing to worry about, I hope. She looked inside the room and gasped at all the many and different toys along the walls of the room.

I feel hot alright~ She thought as she entered the room. She then noticed there was someone else with her, her chosen partner. Fruk me and my fruking mind! Making me go in here like a stupid gosh dam weirdo, you don't just stroll in here! "Um hello there, ah, I'm your partner for tonight, my name is Elise." She said with a smile. I hate you me!

Footsteps caught his attention as he turned to the new face that just entered the room. Is this his new partner? Such a cute, yet clearly nervous girl. Looks however, can be deceiving. He knew that firsthand.

Hearing her introduction as she held out her hand to shake, Maxwell could only reply in turn by gripping her hand firmly and returning the favor. "Maxwell. And I assure you..." he paused for effect as he appraised his new partner for the evening and showed his approval with an easygoing grin, "The pleasure is mine indeed."

When they release hands, he then takes a seat, making clear eye contact with Elise before posing a question. "Are you ready to begin? Or would you like to share any preferences you may have for the night?" He seemed so practiced and calm with this; it was clear he had years of experience.

"Oh um right ah, I would be fine with whatever you want to do! I'm not much of a lead, but.." Elise wondered off and just stopped speaking entirely to not sound stupid. Do whatever he wants, besides I agree with everything people say and I like everything on theses walls~ Elise thought trying to not get to heated up just by thinking naughty thoughts. She thought back to his question and thought of just one little tiny thing.

"Um well, I like to be as close as possible to my partner, I ah, just like the warmth and such." She said. Man, I sound stupid and act like this is my first time, I make a wonderful actor when I don't even try! Elise took a seat on the bed, it was pretty bouncy, for a bed. "Do you have any preferences you'd like?" She asked.

"Playing it by ear then? I see." He nodded in understanding. Then it's best to stick to the basics. I don't know how much experience she may have with these things. Crossing a leg over the other in a relaxed position, he mulled over her question before giving a decent response, nodding to her request to be as close as possible to him. "I'm more of a submissive male, to be frank with you... However, I'd be more than happy to take the reins for you if you like," he offered, an eye given to the toys yet again as if he knows exactly what he wanted to do with quite a few of them for tonight. He was definitely going to have fun with this.

"But the only thing I require is a safe word between us just in case things get too... dangerous in the heat of the moment," he stated with a bit of concern in his voice. She was a stranger after all; it would be a fool's venture to use any of these items without a safe word in place. The words "no," "yes," "stop," and "I'm fine" meant nothing in a typical BDSM scenario, but a safe word meant everything.

"I think the basic red, yellow, and green signal will suffice. Unless you have any other ideas." Red means stop and try something else, yellow means take it easy, green means keep going. Simple enough, he figured.

"Oh um thank you." Elise replied. She was at least happy he didn't seem to dislike her. Her mind began to wonder a bit. She always was the one bonded, all her partners did it to her, she knew she wasn't a lead but yet she wondered if the other enjoyed it as much as she did. Because as all she's been through and seen, she always wondered that even if she might already know. Her mind snap to attention again at 'safeword'.

"Of yes, a safeword would be best, I'm used to the red, yellow, and green safewords so I guess we are set." Elise replied crossing her legs. "I'm used to high situations so you don't have to worry about me going to 'red' so soon." Elise said with a smirk. "I hope there wasn't a sign that said 'No bragging' at the door." Elise added chuckling to herself. She tried to make herself laugh at be before starting a night.

"I don't believe there is," he replied to her joke with a chuckle before standing to his feet. Another browsing session at the wall was given before picking out his few choices for the night: rope (the usual staple for bondage), a paddle, a pair of handcuffs, nipple clamps with a few weights, a small vibrator, and a vibrating double dildo. Now what did he plan to do with that last item? Placing the items on the nearby table, he went to his duffle bag and pulled out one thing that he didn't need the wall for: a pair of sleek black leather gloves.

"Now then, since we've gotten the basics out of the way..." As he spoke, he slipped the soft leather cleanly on his hands. "I suggest you get undressed. Now," he ordered. His tone was smooth, yet with a firm and commanding baritone. If she was as experienced as she said, it was a pretty good idea to obey... Unless punishment for defiance was more of her turn-on. He could easily comply with either.

Elise watched as he stood and gathered all the items, it was all very interesting to watch. As she watched him some more she knew what was coming next and she had her 'other self' ready. As commended she rose and slid off her clothing easily and neatly set it on a nearby chair, everything was off, fully naked. She wasn't a natural but was experienced.

She keeled and looked up at Maxwell with a whole knew aroused face. "As you wish, dear master." She replied having her whole body open to whatever he wanted to do to her. This is going to be fun~ She thought as she stared up at him with wondering eyes. She knew from experience that an order was an order and she had to follow. She was going to be good girl today and rather not be a little bad one, all masters like either one.

A delighted smirk pulled at his cheeks, but his emerald gaze remained quiet and mysterious as he circled Elise methodically. Willing, open, and ready for his touches it seemed, and Maxwell was already embracing this fact. Swiftly retrieving the handcuffs without a sound, he placed them in his pocket before returning to his place behind his new slave. Tracing a leather clad finger down her back, he bent forward to whisper his next order in the most seductive of manners.

"On the bed, spread eagle. I want to see everything you have to offer me today." Unseen to her eyes was a devious smile. It's been too long since he's been dominant, so he was going to enjoy this more than he should.

Elise never let her eyes follow her new master as he circled her, not being a bad girl today, not today. His breath hit her ear and made her tense up a bit along with his touch. "Of course~ As you order." Elise replied and got up and onto the bed. She spread herself wide and open, ready for whatever he was going to do for her. Her only hope was that he was going to have fun as well. Her look to him was innocent and assuring him she would behave well.

She was getting so heated up, it has been while since she got so much heat in only a few minutes. "I plead to you my master, please treat me well~" Elise added. She knows that a slave can not ask such things from her master, but it was better if she pleaded or begged like a slave would. A slave is a slave, and she was suited to be a slave.

((Sorry for the delay from here, I have dinner to make and a few things to handle.))

"I make no promises, little slave," he replied before climbing the bed in a slow and smooth motion, "But I will go slow... At first." He took a moment to strip himself of his jacket and short sleeve shirt, letting his bare skin breathe in the open air. Suited in only a set of slacks, a pair of socks, and his gloves, he began to graze his fingers over Elise's smooth skin. He enticingly raised her arms above her head and held her wrists in place with only one hand, the other reaching for the handcuffs in his pocket.

"Now then, close your eyes."

((Its alright ^^)

Elise tensed a bit from his touched, but soon got used to it. "As you wish." Elise replied with a tiny smile. Her eyes closed and her body relaxed. She was used to not seeing anything, only pure blackness was a favorite for everyone she saw. She liked to see though, wanted to see the emotion of her partner as they played with her body. She needed to know if he enjoys it or should step it up to play.

"Forgive me if I struggle a bit, I need a bit to adjust to your ways my master." Elise said as she waited. It was the truth though, her body was not much on adjusting quickly but she tried. Her wrists twisted a bit in the grip of Maxwell but it wasn't much.

"Shhh..." He whispered, "It's all right. You don't need to explain yourself to me..." Besides, Maxwell liked the struggle of her wrists against his hands. He swore he could feel her pulse beat into his palm for a moment as she got comfortable in his grasp. He now took the time to gaze upon his soon-to-be conquest and fully acknowledge what beauty he agreed to ravish.

Soft and pale skin heated underneath the glow of the hotel room dim lighting. Tender and pouting lips with the perfect Cupid's bow. Full eyelashes underneath closed lids... And red hair. She was a gorgeous thing complete with a taut stomach and sharply hips and breasts.

Content with taking her beauty in with his eyes, Maxwell clasped the metal cuff onto one of her wrists before winding the chain behind one of the poles in the head board and encasing the other limb in thin steel. Now she was at his mercy... But he wasn't finished yet. He reached for her nipples, pinching, teasing and flicking them back and forth between his fingertips and gauging her reaction while biting his bottom lip. Whether she could see it or not, Maxwell was definitely enjoying his time with her so far, and his heated actions again her skin showed some proof of this.

Elise could feel the cold metal against her skin and the pull on of the chain. She let every whimper she could take out as her nipples were being played with. Her nipples grew hard and open and her face got a bit pink from the attention. As she felt his skin on her's she was starting to relax more on the whole 'worried about my partner's heat' thing.

With such a little small thing he had done to her she was craving more. She pulled her body a bit upwards making her skin push a slid with his. She was getting a bit wet and she could clearly tell. She didn't want to go so easily though, she wanted to be played with, a slave is the one who gets to have her master all to herself. Her little struggles on the chains made her heat up more and send quick heat spikes all through her body.

A quiet chuckle. So she did like this then. Well, he did rather like playing with her nipples... And he wasn't a man to rush things so soon. So he continued. Running the sides of his fingers against her stiff skin, tracing circles around them slowly, he took in the sight of her changing state with the pride of a man in charge. Nearing his face near her soft breasts, he blew a warm stream of air against her pink nub. No need to use his mouth for other things just yet... Breathing on her was enough for the time being.

He settled his hips over her own, his clothed rod barely touching her skin. He wanted to release it to the open air, but he refrained for a little longer. Self-control was key here... Especially when it comes to tormenting a slave.

Elise held a gasp in her mouth from the sudden steam of hot air on her nub. Being teased like this, it was fun, though others may find it annoying to be teased for so long. She didn't mind, whatever her master wishes for her to do she'll do it just as ordered. Her spread legs had gotten a bit stiff and if she tried to wake them she'd have to deal with some liquid. Her breathing turned into small pants. Her eyes were directed to the side of the bed. No need to make eye contact.

A master could easily get angered just by a sudden glance. She was careful, it wasn't like she disliked being punished, but liked being teased better, it just felt more fun to be in. It made her warm up before the real play, it made her ready and alert. If she was good enough she may just get a reward, she loved rewards, of any kind possible. The thought sent a shivered pleasure down her spine.

Just as she seemed to relax and get used to Maxwell's touches, he suddenly began pinching her nipples harder and harder still. This was a decent attempt to discern if she had a good enough threshold for pain. It wouldn't be much fun if all he did was give her pleasure, really... In between closing his fingertips enough to cut off the circulation to her nipples, he held them still before releasing them and flicking at them, the rush of bloodflow giving a tingling sensation tilting on painful ecstasy. A soft hum vibrated on his tongue as he mused on what to do next with his willing slave. Then he remembered the rope.

Hopping off of the bed to retrieve it and the vibrator before resettling himself between her open thighs, Maxwell began to massage her legs one at a time before twining the rope around her ankles. He wanted to see more of his slave's wet arousal, and he couldn't rely on her bound hands to prop them up for him, now could he? Tying the ends of the rope to the high posts of the headboard, her legs were spread wide enough for him to see everything. He sat there admiring his handiwork before finally speaking.

"Tell me what you want me to do with you," he ordered as he traced the vibrator along her open thighs before gently sliding it into her wet pussy. "Make it clear enough for me to hear, and I may reward you..." He then turned on the switch and began to adjust it to a high setting, before teasingly turning it down to a lower speed.

Out of all the sudden tempts she tensed again at the sudden lost of circulation on her nipples. She was handling it well though, her small noises were sounds of pleasure and it only made her get more wet. She liked this pleasure, she really wanted more, and more she did get. She felt the rope around her skin and he motion of his hand rubbing her legs. She was getting more hotter why the second and her pleasure was getting a bit louder. She felt the vibrator, it felt smooth, yet she had to stay focused for her master was speaking.

As the vibrator enter her on high she let a quick loud moan escape her mouth as her flower got so much more liquefied. Now this was pleasure, "I want you to pleasure me master~" Elise replied before her teased her with the low setting. She let her tongue slide out of her mouth and lay open, she was filled with so much liquid, she let herself get more wet. A reward was the best she could get for tonight, she should try and get as many as possible.

All that could be heard was a dark chuckle as Maxwell reached for the paddle and began to stroke it over her open and raised cheeks. "What was that? I don't think I heard a please, now did I?" He remarked before turning off the vibrator for a moment. He then reared back the hardened wood, then gently lowered it to rub against her ass again soothingly. This continued twice more to lower her guard before giving her rear a good, hard smack. Then two. Three. Four.

He grinned with satisfaction as her cheeks started to turn red by the fifth and final violent whack to her ass. Then he resettled himself and turned on the vibrator again. He hoped the pain of her paddling and the pleasure of the vibrator would get the point across that he expected a polite slave as well. If not, he was willing to extend her paddling session. "Now then. I will repeat myself once more: what do you want me to do, little slave?"