Emma's

The hotel bedroom door opened and Bianca slipped out, grinning.

"Got him!"

Bianca was wearing an extremely short denim skirt and a low cut blouse, and chewing gum. She looked quite a lot like a prostitute, Emma thought, which was perhaps unsurprising given it was her profession.

Emma couldn't have been more different. She was wearing a suit with a tight pencil skirt that finished below the knee, and a white blouse with only one button undone. She looked professional and tidy, although she knew that her slender body and good looks often drew attention.

Her face flushed with excitement. She hadn't really expected the plan to work. "You've got him? Really?"

Bianca grinned knowingly and opened the door to Room 437 fully open. There, tied spread eagled to the bed, was Senator McLavin. He was completely naked, ballgagged and blindfolded. His wrists and ankles were bound securely to the corners of the bed, and his clothes were piled in the corner. Emma glanced at his helplessly exposed cock, which was swollen half erect, and felt a rush of excitement and triumph. He was finally helpless... and at her mercy.

Bianca shut the door again. "It was easy, really. I got talking dirty to him and he was all over me quicker than a dog in heat. It was easy enough to get him tied up after that." She grinned. "I promised him a finger up the ass and a slow blow job, the dirty bastard. He thinks he's in for a good night.... he certainly paid for one."

"He'll get his money's worth," Emma smiled. "Here's your reward."

Bianca counted it quickly and nodded. "Well, he's all yours then. He's gonna have a hell of a surprise when you take his blindfold off. Have fun!" She slipped down the corridor.

Emma licked her lips, and opened the bedroom door where her unwitting captive awaited.