Five Star Stellar Service (F/MF)

[DaiquiriClub]

Jen was always told that working at a hotel would be quite the interesting experience. However, the 'interesting' was always said with extreme sarcasm. The Privy Inn was one of the oldest hotels in Jen's hometown, but it had always managed to attract a decent crowd. The hotel had gone through many different renovations over the years, always keeping up with the times. Regardless of how updated it was, Jen still had reason to gripe.

She never knew what to expect when she worked room service.

One day could be really quiet, maybe with one or two patrons asking for her to send up a bottle of wine or some food from the kitchen. Other days she would have to clean up the mess from a drunken gathering of out-of-town frat boys. She was pretty sure that worse things had happened in the hotel, but she had been lucky enough to miss it.

All luck has to change at some point though...

This particularly memorable instance began midway through her first round. As it was a slow start to the evening, Jen's manager had sent her to check some rooms and make any necessary preparations for anyone who'd show up, a job that Jen was all too familiar with. What she wasn't prepared for was what happened after she was closing the door for one of the rooms.

"Pssst."

Jen looked around, trying to see where the noise came from.

"Over here," said a woman's voice in a barely audible whisper.

She looked behind her and noticed the door to the room across the hall was open just a crack.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" Jen asked.

"Umm.... if you're able, please."

Jen was slightly concerned, but also intrigued. From the sound of her voice, the woman seemed like she was almost embarrassed to be asking. Once she opened the door and let Jen come inside, she understood why.

The woman was wearing a black latex corset and thong paired with a garter and thigh high stockings underneath a pair of leather boots. She looked a bit older, maybe 50s, but more attractive than other women her age. Sitting on the bed behind her was a man, presumably around her age as well. Jen could tell he was far more comfortable with the situation than the woman was because he was only wearing some leather briefs and a collar, but he did not even seem phased by a stranger entering the room. He was in good shape, the type of older man who Jen would pursue if she was out and about. Behind him, a whole pile of BDSM toys and supplies were spread out on the bed.

"Soooo.... how can I help you two?" she asked, still confused.

The woman shifted back and forth on her heels, so the man spoke up, saying, "My wife's friends convinced her to try some sort of kinky shit with me. Now it's time to switch up our roles and she's not feeling up to being dominant. She says it feels weird."

"So you asked a random hotel worker to join in?" Jen asked.

The two nodded, the woman more sheepish than the man.

Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Jen straightened her back and looked down her nose at the couple, all with a controlling smirk on her face.

"Well, you're lucky you found me," she said as she picked up a riding crop from the bed, "Now, both of you kneel while I decide what to do with you."

*thwack*

With both of her new subs kneeling, Jen looked over the toys on the bed and settled on a pile of handcuffs. Picking up two pairs, she dropped them on the floor in front of the man.

"Wrists and ankles," was all she said.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied as he hastily fastened the cuffs onto his ankles and then his hands behind his back. There was even a tiny bit of squeaking from the woman's leather boots as she watched her husband, a noise which aroused Jen even further.

"Good boy," said Jen with a smile. Turning her attention to the woman, she picked up a black armbinder from the bed and said, "Now it's your turn." It didn't take her long to slip the leather contraption over the woman's arms and fasten the straps nice and tight across her chest and shoulders.

Tapping her cheek as she thought of what to do next, Jen had an idea. Sliding the riding crop down the man's arms, she ordered him to close his hands into fists. All it took was a short length of vet wrap around each of his hands to turn them into unusable mittens.

Now neither of them could pick at their restraints, even if they wanted to.

"Alright, stand up," Jen ordered as she held a hand under each of her subs' armpits, helping them to their feet. Once they were both standing, she grabbed some leather straps from the bed and buckled them around the woman's ankles, knees, and even her thick thighs. She did the same to the man's knees and his elbows, noticing a significant bulge in his briefs.

"Someone's enjoying himself..." Jen cooed as she slid her hand into his leather briefs and gripped his hardening cock. She didn't stroke it. She just held it and felt it.

"Oh... my... mmmmph!?!"

Jen's other hand closed over his mouth before any more words could slip out.

"Did I give you permission to speak?" she asked.

He shook his head as his wife watched him being dominated, shifting back and forth in her high-heeled boots like an excited schoolgirl. A couple whacks to the ass with the riding crop seemed to show him his place. He even managed to keep his mouth shut while Jen punished him. Satisfied with the red marks that the riding crop left on her sub, Jen directed him to lay down on the bed behind him as she turned her attention to his wife.

Jen didn't wait to hear any words escape the woman's mouth before she started lightly tapping the crop against the insides of her thighs. Her poor sub was biting her lip, trying to keep from whimpering. After the third tap, Jen stood closer to the woman, sliding the riding crop between her sub's legs and held the shaft against her crotch.

"Grind," Jen hissed in her sub's ear. The woman obeyed, grinding her pussy through the thong against the shaft of the crop. Try as she might to keep her focus on the domination, Jen found herself mesmerized by the rhythmic gyrating of her sub's hips, even as she started to shiver from the pleasure. After what felt like several minutes of watching the woman pleasure herself against the crop, Jen slid it all the way through her legs, seeing a noticeable wetness shimmering in light of the hotel room lamps. Making sure that both of her subs could see, Jen placed her tongue on the crop and ever so slowly slid it up to the tip.

Licking her lips, she said, "Tastes like someone's horny as fuck."

Jen directed the woman to lay on the bed next to her husband, a task that she accomplished with a tiny bit of a struggle as she tried to balance on her high heels and hop over to the bed. Once the two were laying down and wiggling around to find a comfortable position, Jen picked up a long leather belt and snaked it around their waists. With a forceful yank, she bound them together, face to face with their bodies sandwiched together.

Looking through the pile of toys and supplies, Jen found a discarded pair of panties and a white foam ball, as well as a roll of microfoam tape. "Open your mouths," she told her subs as she knelt on the edge of the bed, a command they eagerly obeyed. She balled up the pair of panties and shoved them into the man's mouth, making sure that every bit of them fit inside. The foam ball took a bit more effort to fit it into the woman's mouth, but it made it all the way in. All Jen had to do was wrap the microfoam tape around their mouths a couple times each and they were securely gagged. It was so tight against their skin that there were no wrinkles in the tape.

It looked perfect.

"Speak... or at least try," she ordered.

"MMMmmmm HHmmmphgh..."

"Mmhhmmm Mmhhmmm mmhmm..."

"Good, very good," she said with a smirk on her face as her two muffled subs looked up at her in a horny daze.

"I assume you both want a bit more than to just be tied up, don't you?" she asked as she picked up some rope, another belt, some padlocks, and two blindfolds. Both of her subs nodded hastily, even as Jen was wrapping the rope around the woman's secured ankles and pulling her into a hogtie with the metal ring at the end of the armbinder. The repeated mmmphs into their gags was music to Jen's ears as she bent the man into a hogtie position and padlocked his wrist and ankle cuffs together. Another belt was wrapped around their knees, pressing their legs together just like their waists. Both were extremely eager to see what was coming next, even as they become more and more immobile, only able to struggle on the bed and moan through their stuffed mouths.

"So here's what's going to happen," said Jen, laying across the pillows at the head of the bed, "You both pulled me away from my rounds, and I do have to go and finish that."

The two subs presumably tried to beg through the gags, but Jen paid it no heed, instead running her fingers through their hair and petting them like they were merely pets.

"Shouldn't be too long before I get back. I presume you won't be going anywhere... not like you really have a choice anyway," she said with a giggle, watching them squirm in their inescapable bondage.

"Oh! One more thing."

She gleefully slipped the blindfolds over her subs' eyes and made sure they were fastened tight. She didn't want them trying to rub them off. However, she did have one more surprise for them.

Grabbing a vibrator from the pile of supplies on the other bed, she wedged it in between her subs' thighs, making sure it was pressed against both of their crotches. In her hand she held the remote to it as she gave it a quick buzz to allow her subs to figure out what she had added to their situation.

"HHMMMPGH!" they both moaned in ecstasy before the vibrator was shut off.

Jen dropped the remote control into her pocket as she said, "This will be with me on my rounds. You won't know when I'll turn it on, and you won't know for how long, but we'll see when I come back if either of you have been a naughty sub."

She let the sounds of her struggling subs' muffled moans and groans mixed with the squeaking of the woman's boots permeate her ears as she bathed in the heat of the moment. Begrudgingly, she turned on the television to a low volume, but enough to mask any arousing noises from the world outside the hotel room door.

As Jen closed the door behind her, she hung the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the handle and let out a deep breath. She could feel her nipples pressing against her tight shirt and a tingling sensation was rippling throughout her body.

Fuck, her night was going to be fun...

[beeblebrox883]

Great start to the story. Cannot wait to read more!! Love how the husband and wife ask her to help them out!! Also love the panty gag!!

[Reidy]

Which hotel does Jen work at? I may need a room....

[DaiquiriClub]

Great start to the story. Cannot wait to read more!! Love how the husband and wife ask her to help them out!! Also love the panty gag!!

Thank you! There will definitely be more of Jen and her stories in the future.

[DaiquiriClub]

Which hotel does Jen work at? I may need a room....

So you can be the one tied up? Or so you can do some roaming around and find her subs?

[Reidy]

Which hotel does Jen work at? I may need a room....

So you can be the one tied up? Or so you can do some roaming around and find her subs?

Oh, I'll take a room call from her I think.

[DaiquiriClub]

Which hotel does Jen work at? I may need a room....

So you can be the one tied up? Or so you can do some roaming around and find her subs?

Oh, I'll take a room call from her I think.

She does provide quite the service. I'm sure she'd have no objections to that!

[KidnappedCowboy]

I'm usually only into M/M TUGs, but omigosh! Love how the chambermaid is dominating the couple...especially the man!

[DaiquiriClub]

I'm usually only into M/M TUGs, but omigosh! Love how the chambermaid is dominating the couple...especially the man!

Glad you enjoy it! Jen will dominate anyone willing to submit to her

[jone123]

Wow, what a story I loved the scenario. Thank you

[DaiquiriClub]

Wow, what a story I loved the scenario. Thank you

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it!