A new day on the island

You wake in the hotel bed the following day. The bed is big enough for two people, but you have kept your girlfriend "sleeping" hanging in the closet and have everything for yourself. It has been so long since you have slept alone in such a big bed without caring about any other person moving and disturbing you while sleeping.

Naomi, instead, has not slept so much. She couldn't due to the discomfort of being tied and gagged standing on her toes and the pain and itching from her tits hanging with clothespins to the closet bar. Now Naomi can understand what it feels like to be stored like a shirt for one night. You believe that probably she will treat her clothes better from now on unless, for some reason, you choose not to allow her to have clothes anymore. An option that you have not yet discarded.

But it wasn't the pain that kept her from sleeping. You are very sure the pain soon faded away for the other feeling you have **** on her this night: hornyness.

You know that very well because the moans have never stopped all night. Thanks to the closet door and her gag, she has not been very loud, but still, you heard her cries all night long, and you have enjoyed sleeping and waking up with that sound. And still, she keeps moaning.

The vibrators you kept inside both of Naomi's holes have been worse than being tied standing, worse than being gagged, and worse than the nipples pain.

Both vibrators have been inside her all night at low intensity, keeping her horny but not with strength enough to let her cum. She has been hornier and hornier every time the vibrator started to work but then, after a few seconds, stopped to start again a few seconds later. She had tried so hard to cum, but without being able to move, and not having anything to rub her cunt, every time she tried to reach an orgasm, the vibrators stop she was back again in the starting box.

She has even tried to ignore the vibrators to be able to sleep, but given they start and stop at random intervals, it always caught her off guard.

You first open the room curtains so the new day's light can go inside. Then you open the closet door, making the morning light replace her darkness.

The vision you see is spectacular. Naomi's nipples are red from being pulled up all night, but the tits do not seem to be harmed. It has been painful, but it won't leave any permanent damage to her.

There is a big puddle on the floor, a mix of saliva and vaginal fluids. The spit is dripping from her mouth all over her upper, with her belly and chest full until she reaches her crotch. The saliva joins a leak of wetness from her cunt that continues over her legs until reaching the floor.

"Good morning Noami. Have you slept well?" You jokingly said to her. "It should be a great night for you," you said while grabbing her by the cunt and quickly introducing three fingers inside her. "I have never seen you so wet, ever!"

She makes no resistance to your intrusion nor tries to protest. Even she tries to rub her crotch on your hand, probably thanks to desperation to not being able to cum. Her moans increase and increase in intensity. You know her very well from all these years, so you are aware when she is just about to cum.

"I haven't said you can cum." You tell her, simultaneously moving your hands from her, taking her orgasm away at the last second.

Last night her face had fear and hatred for what you did. But today, the only thing you see on here is desperation. She is needy for an orgasm that has avoided her all night.

She has still wearing her collar, attached to the same bar where her nipples hung. You quickly removed the bar from the closet to take the collar. You are tempted to guide her by her collar, but instead, you drop it, pick up the clothes hanger with both clothespins on her nipples and pull it, making her move, following you.

You take her to the bed, where you sit in front of her, but you don't allow her to sit on it, and you make her kneel on the floor instead.

Lastly, you take out her gag.

"Please, stop this." She begs you, almost crying.

"You want me to untie you? Or to stop pulling your tits?"

"I don't mean that..." she pauses to breathe and then continues. "Please stop what you are doing with the vibrators, and let me cum."

"Do you understand why this has happened to you?"

"Yes, I am sorry. I am your ****, you can make me suck the cab driver, but that doesn't mean I can have sex without your permission."

"Oh, no, Naomi. That is not right."

"What do you mean?"

"Naomi," you tell her as you pull again from the hanger on her tits. "Yesterday, you suck on the cab driver because both agree on it. I never **** you to it. I even asked you silently, so if you refused, we didn't have any problem with the driver. You could have said 'No,' and I won't have made you do it."

"I am so sorry, Baby, please forgive me." She continues begging. "Let me cum."

"Not yet, Naomi," you interrupt her. "Yesterday, I could have enjoyed the island, probably using some **** owned by the hotel, but I didn't. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because we were a couple. We were supposed to be loyal to each other, and we shouldn't do anything if we both don't agree to it."

"I should ask you before letting those men spit roast me. Please forgive me..." she approaches you, still on her knees, attempting to rub her pussy on your feet. "Let me cum, please."

"Not yet." You say as you get out of bed, interrupting his **** attempt to cum. Then you remove the hanger for her tits and make her get up from the floor.

You take the collar and leash that she has been dragging on the floor and remove them from her collar. It is funnier when you pull her from other body parts.

Your search for the available items for your **** in the room and take something you noticed yesterday but never had the chance to use. Another leash but instead of having a click to attach to a collar, has a small hook. And you know where you will secure it.

"What will you do with that?" She asks when noticing the hook.

"Stay still." You reply simultaneously as you grab her and make her bend over the bed. Then you start removing the vibrators from her holes and introducing the hook inside her ass. Once inside, you put the leash over her back and make it pash through the rings in her collar.

She gets up again but didn't seem upset about her order.

"If I let you do all those things, will you let me cum?" She asks, trying to please you.

You don't answer. Instead, you pull out the leash, noticing her reaction when she feels the pull directly from her ass, thanks to the hook. It is working as you expect it.

You guide her to the bathroom and make her kneel on the floor next to the toilet. You will keep her here for some time, so you first put some towels on the floor. You want to humiliate her and **** her, and even cause her some pain, but there is no reason to harm her. She will endure being on her knees while she waits with those towels. Then you gag her again, this time with a ring gag with a plug like those on a bathtub, and attach the end of her leash to the pipes behind the toilet, so she can't move, not even to sit on the toilet.

"Not yet. I'm still mad at you, Naomi." You finally reply to her. "I will go down to take breakfast and finally enjoy the hotel, and I will check if the hotel has its own slaves for the clients."

She tries to beg to cum, but it is useless with the gag.

"I can not forgive you as if nothing has happened. But if you promise to be a good **** for me this week, we both will return home, and once there, we can part away from each other if you want. But this week, you are mine to do as I please."

Some more incomprehensible sounds leave her mouth, barely you can understand them, but you are sure you hear one word, 'Cum'.

"If I will let you cum?" You reply. "I can't promise that. Maybe if you are a good ****, I could let you cum. Maybe today, or maybe I wait until the last day."

You leave the bathroom, and once at the door, you turn your head back to Naomi.

"When I return to having breakfast, I will do two things to you. I will fuck your ass and make you suck my cock clean after I finish. And then I will piss in your mouth and make you drink it."

Hearing that makes her finally try to protest.

"It is up to you, and I will only do that if you agree."

That last words make her calm, there is no chance she agrees to any of that, but if you promise not to **** her, none of that will happen.

"But if when I am back you don't tell 'Please, Master, make me suck your cock out of my ass and then make me drink your piss,'" you tell her while you turn off the bathroom lights, "I will sell you so I can buy another **** that will do that for me, and then you will never return home."

You don't wait to see her reaction. You close the door and prepare for breakfast. You dress up with shorts, flip flops, and a Hawaiian shirt, leaving your room.

Before leaving you, don't forget to remove the cartel that says "Please, do not disturb me," and put the one that says, "Please, clean the room and my ****." It is one of the things you read on the hotel pamphlets. The cleaning service will also clean your ****, and Naomi will need it, given that she is tied and covered in her spit and wetness. Even the pamphlets say it is not a problem to leave a **** tied up. The cleaning group promised to clean her and leave her in the same position as they found her without using her in any sexual way.

One thing is sure. Once you return, you will find Naomi still tied on her knees in the bathroom but cleaned up. And she won't cum while you are out.

NOTE: Hi again. I didn't plan to continue this story, but I have thought about a few scenarios that will be great for this story. I don't intend to write many chapters, only two or three more, and then write a few endings for Naomi, mostly bad ends and one "good end." Probably for that one, I will skip directly to the end of the week.