She asks you for something unexpected.

You awaken absolutely dehydrated from your ordeals from the previous day. The tap water wasn't exactly the best, but it definitely hit the spot as you gulped it down.

After having your thirst quenched you noticed that your mom wasn't there. You looked around for a note or something to no avail. Her phone went straight to voice-mail, she didn't respond to your texts, and the lady working the front desk mentions that she saw her head out earlier in the morning.

The minutes crawled by as you grew more concerned about your mother's whereabouts. Even eating breakfast did little to distract you from her absence. Where did she go?

Around lunch time your mother finally came bursting into the hotel room seeming a bit flustered. Before you could even ask her where she had been, or why she wasn't responding, she started digging through the toy bags and pulling out materials for today's fantasy. "Mom seriously, talk to me!"

She turned around holding a very frilly white pair of crotchless panties along with a matching garter belt, stockings, and cupless bra, as well as an arm binder of black leather. "Just... put these on..." She finally responded. You did as you were asked, and when it came time for the arm binder she carefully helped you into and locked it shut. There was a moment of panic as your control was once again taken away, but you tried to keep calm. She did fine the previous night, so hopefully it would continue to stay safe. "Today we are going to do something a little different, I am going to have you do all the thrusting, then I will let you know when I am about to cum and ask you a question. You choose how and where you want to take my load."

"Ok...?" You look at her curiously as you feel her pull you back and impale you on her thick cock. "Fuck I'm still sore..." You sigh and start to slowly thrust back and forth on her length. She grabbed your hands through the binder when you almost fell forward and held you to keep it from happening again. Your pace started gradually increasing as her panting and moaning got louder and louder.

"Fuck sweetie, why do you have to feel so good wrapped around my cock?" She started thrusting with your rhythm as you started to get into it too.

A few more minutes you felt the tell-tale sign of her getting close to climax. "So, what is your question?"

This seemed to sober her up a bit as she realized how close she was getting. She didn't say a word. She just rustled around in her pocket for a second. Then you felt her push your head down into the bed. The panic rose again as she held you there and leaned over. There was a click just above your head before she stood back up and released you. You looked up and saw a small black box sitting open with a ring in it.

"Oh."