My boyfriend Peter and I often travel between Oregon and Los Angeles, driving along I5 and stopping somewhere near Sacramento to spend the night. Usually one of those discount motels you see along the highway. Last time, we had stopped at a new Holiday Inn Express, which had a swimming pool, a nice benefit to enjoy, so I was not surprised when my boyfriend suggested we stop there again on this trip. After we had unpacked, we changed into our swimsuits and went down to the pool. While we were sitting on the steps, four guys came in, and started splashing around. My bf leaned over and asked if I wanted a beer, and when I said sure, he said he would be right back.
One of the guys came over as soon as he left and asked if that was my father. I smiled, somewhat amused at the poor attempt to flirt, and said no it’s my boyfriend. Another of his friends came over and started chit chatting as well, and I have to admit I was somewhat impressed that I could still get the guys to flirt with me! Anyway, my bf came back with the beers and we all sat around in the water talking. After I had finished my beer, one of the guys, Jeff, asked if I would not like a margarita instead, and convinced me to come to their room to get the drink. Between the beer I had already finished, and my bf saying I should, I followed Jeff and his friend Jim down the hallway.
Once inside the room, Jim began rubbing my shoulders, massaging me very slowly and asking if I liked that. I knew I should have left, but it felt really good after driving all day and I was not really thinking clearly after the beer. “Sure, it feels good” I told him as Jeff handed me a margarita. After a few sips, I felt him as he pulled on my neck tie, and continued to rub my back, arms and shoulders. I told him “no, please leave it on” and he said “sure, no problem”. I relaxed for a second as he moved his hand to the back of my neck and continued to rub me.
He then gently pushed me over to the bed, and asked me to lie down and as I did, he asked Jim, to grab the massage oil in his bag. As he began to rub the oil on my back, this time I said nothing as he untied my top. Since I was on my stomach, I did not think it was too much of a problem, but I knew I was getting into a situation that I should probably stop. But it felt so good!
I did not even realize that he was pulling my bathing suit bottom off until he was sliding it off my leg. I started to say something when Jim stroked my head, telling me it was okay, and I should be a good girl and enjoy it. He was sitting on the bed, right next to my face and rubbing my head and cheeks, speaking in a really low and sexy voice, asking if I was enjoying this, and what a good little girl I was. I could see the bulge in his suit, but between the beer, margarita and the back massage, I was really enjoying myself.
I can not really remember when I realized they had locked my legs in a spreader, but I knew that what was coming was something I probably deserved since I had let it get this far without saying stop. Jim had pulled his suit down and had taken my hand and moved it to his crotch, and I could tell he was close to coming. He moved closer until he was right next to my mouth, and then he slipped his cock in, continuing to talk in a low, relaxed voice. After he came in my mouth, they moved me to the floor, and laid me over a small table, placing leather restraints on my wrists, and pulling my arms back and locking them to my ankles.
I was getting nervous now, but again, I realized at this point I had no choice, but to hope my bf eventually came looking for me. I felt Jeff enter me from behind, while Jim continued to again massage my head and face, all the while telling me what a good girl I was. At about the same time I felt Jeff stiffen inside me, I heard the key lock and the door open. I could hear noise, but Jim was holding my head, so I could not look back.
All of a sudden, one of the other guys was standing in front of me, telling me “say hello to Rex”, a large German Shepard. “I understand from Peter you like pets!”.
