A Week at The Queen's Way Inn

by Mary Kay

 

I travel a lot on my job. Night times can be lonely and I have tried many different kinds of diversions. When I was younger I would prowl the hotel bars and try to pick up women. If I didn't get lucky I might just drink, watch a little television and then go to bed. Over the years my job has become more demanding requiring me to do additional work at night in my room. I might still drink a little in the room and perhaps watch some television but almost every night I have to do one to two hours of paperwork. If I really need to get something done, something that I don't like doing but that is required, I may work in a little bondage, tying myself to the desk where I remain until I finish. If I have enough time I might order up a risqué movie. When I go to bed I frequently have trouble sleeping and so I wind up masturbating to fall asleep.

I have always liked wearing women's clothing but I have done so only in private. When visiting a city I check the Internet to see if there are any cross-dressing stores in the area. Over the years I have purchased makeup, a nice black cocktail dress, the required high heels, silicone breasts, hip and ass pads, etc. Sometimes I will go into a regular store and purchase panties, a bra or other female attire. Once I went into a wig store and told the lady I wanted to purchase a female wig for myself. She was surprised and giggled a little but she of course sold me one. She asked me if I wanted to try it on in the store but I declined, being too embarrassed.

Now when I travel I bring two suitcases, one with my male clothes and the other containing my female belongings. When I'm traveling, after a hard days work, I usually get something to eat and then go back to my room where I shave my face, take a nice bubble bath and then dress up. I do my paper work and reward myself with some television and finish off the night by masturbating.

I normally stay at a hotel chain so I can gather frequent traveler points. I recently visited a city for the first time and was planning on staying at one of the normal hotel chains. While driving down the road I saw a sign for a hotel called The Queens Way Inn. I had already finished work that day and it was still early so I thought I would stop at the hotel just for fun.

The lobby looked normal, but I was surprised to see some cross dressing themes. The restaurant in the hotel was called the "Maid To Serve Restaurant". The bar was called The "T Girl" Room. A sign in the lobby spoke of the special services unique to this hotel:

We have high-speed Internet access

We have all of the normal television channels, including premium cable channels, plus we have our own continuously running exotic movies. If you are easily offended, don't watch these!

Special Room Service

Theme rooms are available.

This hotel had everything I liked. I couldn't resist. I cancelled my previous reservation and checked in for the week. The counter girl asked if I wanted a theme room but I declined and requested a standard room saying I might rent a theme room on another stay. She said that I would find information about the hotel available in a brochure in my room. I thanked her and took the key to room 205.

I took my suitcases out of the trunk of my car and headed up to my room. The room looked clean and was larger than the normal chain hotel size. It had a nice wide screen television set, something that you didn't normally get at my usual hotels. The Internet service was free. One of the walls in the room had a large, floor to ceiling mirror that was as wide as it was high. A coffee table stood in front of the mirror. The bathroom had an oversized tub, with water and air jets in it. Beside the normal hair shampoo and hand lotion I was surprised to see a small bottle of fragrant bubble bath! This hotel was surprisingly interesting and the price was similar in cost to other local hotels. I wished at the time that this were a chain.

I took out the television remote control and started to channel surf. Sure enough all of the normal channels were available and even premium cable channels were present. I went to the in room movie selection. A disclaimer read that these channels are available for free but that they contain explicit sexual content. Since I frequently search for explicit sexual content I knew that I wouldn't be offended. Four channels were available, channels A, B, C and D.

Channel A showed a couple kissing and fondling each other. This was the type of movie that you usually had to pay for in most hotels. I'm sure the movie had no plot but soon the actors would loose their clothes and start moaning and groaning and there would be various body penetrations.

Channel B was unusual, it showed a man dressed up like a baby in a large baby crib. He was lying on his back and was wearing a diaper! He was sucking on a bottle and had a little hat tied on under his chin. He wore a T-shirt that said I'm a little sissy baby. There were baby toys in the crib and the crib had a mesh screen over the top, keeping him locked in. It's a good thing he was wearing the diaper. You couldn't see the man's face because he had a black rectangle electronically placed over his eyes.

On channel C the camera was looking at a man inserting the middle finger of his hand up his ass. He was wearing a garter belt, black hose, and high heels. I liked the outfit; in fact I have the same outfit in my bag. The man was lying face down on the bed and had his ass in the air. On the bed I could see a row of various sized dildos. I assumed that the theme of this show was lets see how much noise this poor guy was going to make as he stuck larger and larger dildos up his ass. Now this was unique television.

Channel D was off the air at this time although the promo said a new show would be starting shortly.

I was hungry, but I didn't want to go out and miss anything. I decided to use room service. The menu showed the usual fare and I ordered a sandwich and 3 beers. When I placed the order I was asked if I wanted a glass of white or chocolate milk included. I said no I'd just have the sandwich and beer. The order taker said to be sure to ask about these specials when the food was delivered and they would be happy to put it on the bill. I said okay and hung up.

I continued looking at the menu and noticed a special item section. This section included two remarkably overpriced items:

A glass of our special white milk $30.00

A glass of chocolate milk $30.00

I thought that they must sell some very tasty milk here.

I continued to watch the television, now channel D showed a man without any clothes on sitting on the bed. This man was wearing a black Lone Ranger type of mask. The camera switched to an overhead view of the bed. On the bed you could see a leather hood, clothespins, a wooden bar, chains and locks.

I could hear music playing but I also heard a voice giving instructions to the man. The voice told the man to get the bottle out of the freezer and to hook it upside down on the string hanging from the hook over the bed. The man attached the water bottle upside down with the mouth of the bottle hanging over the bed. The bottle mouth was open but nothing came out, presumably because the water was frozen in the bottle. I watched as he locked his ankles to the wooden bar, a spreader bar that was secured at both ends to the foot of the bed. Locked in as he was his legs would be kept spread apart. He put what looked like a condom over his hard dick, but the condom had a long tube attached to its end. The master voice told the man to attach clothespins to his tits (ouch) and 3 clothespins to his balls (ouch ouch ouch). The man was instructed to place the leather hood over his head, to zip up the back of the hood and to place a lock through the end of the zipper, which prevented the man from removing the hood. The hood had a large ring around the mouth and a second smaller ring hinged to the larger mouth ring. The man placed a dildo in his mouth. The dildo was at the other end of the condom tube so if the man had to urinate, he was getting a drink. The small metal ring was snapped over the mouth and a second lock secured the rings, which preventing the man from spitting out the rubber cock. The man was told to lie back and feel around for handcuffs lying above his head. He dutifully attached the cuffs to his wrists. The handcuffs were attached to the headboard with a chain. The chain was long enough to allow the man to reach down to his face but not to his chest.

I heard a knock on the door and a voice said room service. I opened the door and saw a man dressed in a French maids outfit. The man said (in a high and girlish voice) I have your order here sir. Can I get you anything else? Perhaps you would like a glass of milk. I said no thank you but what is it with this milk thing? I see it listed for thirty dollars in the menu, which seems a little steep. The maid said, "Well you actually get a glass of milk and a blowjob. I'll be happy to give you one right now if you would like. Many businessmen like to stay here and put the room service bill on their expense account. We don't mark the charge as a glass of milk we mark it as dinner." I said well what is the chocolate milk? The maid said that "he had a clean pussy hole and he would remove the dildo from it and I could have my way with him. For the price of the chocolate milk you can fuck me. May I be of service? " I said I don't think so but thanks for coming by. As I was paying the bill the maid noticed the TV program and said that he would rather be a maid then be doing what that guy is doing. I asked about the bottle and the maid said that the key to the locks was frozen in the bottle. Water would drip from the bottle and eventually the key would fall out allowing the man to free himself. The problem was the water dripped on him and it was cold and it would take a long time for the water to melt. The man couldn't fall asleep because he would be so miserable; he just had to wait for the key. I thanked the maid and gave her a generous tip and she told me what a good cocksucker she was and that if I wanted some milk I should just call room service and ask for Cerise. I thanked her again and let her out the door.

I ate my food, drank my beer and watched TV. I then decided to wash up and change clothes. I went into the bathroom and took a short bubble bath. I then shaved my face and got out my clothes and makeup. I put on my pink 40C satin bra. I owned a pair of very nice, very expensive silicone breasts. I had purchased them in a famous cross-dressing store in Los Angeles. I originally asked for a B cup size but the transvestite behind the counter said I really needed the C cup to keep me in proper proportion. I put my breasts in the bra cups and then slide on my nylons. I like dark nylons since I don't shave my legs. I sat on the coffee table and watched myself in the mirror as I zipped up a pair of black knee high boots with stacked 3-inch heels.

I then put on my favorite item of clothing, my corset. It is a very strong under bust Edwardian corset with front busk closure, back lacing and four garters. I like to wear my corset as tight as I can make it. Since I have no help putting on the corset, I hang the loops of the laces onto the doorknob of an open door and walk away. The doorknob pulls the laces tight and I tie the laces together as tight as I can. I then attached the stockings to the garters and then stepped into my pink satin panties.

I put on all of my under things and then spent a lot of time on my makeup. I cover my face including my man eyebrows with Dermablend makeup. I then use a stencil, dark powder and a brush to shape feminine eyebrows. I curl my eyelashes, add eyeliner, mascara and two tones of smoky brown eye shadow. I blush my cheekbones and add a touch to my chin and forehead. For something different I put on a layer of dusty rose lipstick followed by a dark pink lipstick, which achieves a "stunning sugar plum color" according to the advertisement. I brushed out my wig and fussed with it until I get it just the way I like it. I then put on my black long sleeved cocktail dress. This is a beautiful "little black dress" that all women should have. The sleeves are chiffon and the pleated skirt falls just above the knee. The slight scoop neckline keeps my chest hair from showing. I decide to wear my pink linear drop earrings and place my brunette wig on my head. I check myself out in the mirrors and decide that I didn't look too bad for an amateur girl.

All through my transformation I have looked at myself in the wonderful large mirror. There is nothing like seeing yourself from head to toe in your frilly finest. I went back to the TV and watched some more. One channel showed the typical porno stuff. I wasn't interested in that. The second channel showed a man licking another mans ass and he was heading for the butt hole. I changed the channel. The third channel showed the man tied to the bed. Water was dripping on him and there was nothing he could do. His cock was still hard so he must have been enjoying it. The fourth channel was still between shows.

My cock was hard so I knew that I was enjoying myself. I thought about the glass of milk deal and thought about ordering up more beer, but I didn't want anyone to see me dressed, although, I wasn't any worse than the maid they sent up. I thought that maybe tomorrow I would have the nerve to get maid service while I was dressed. Perhaps I would even get a glass of white milk. Just then the telephone rang. I answered and a recorded message said that the hotel would be starting a special showing for room 205 on channel D in 2 minutes. If I have any questions I should please dial 5555.

I was surprised that they would send a special recorded message to my room. I turned to channel D and waited. When the film started I could see that these were pictures of my room! There I was walking by the large mirror! Apparently the mirror was a 2-way mirror with a camera on the other side. My face was so red as I thought how I preened in front of that mirror. I didn't know what to do. I dialed the number 5555 and explained how I was on the television and that I never gave permission for them to show me on TV. The women on the other end of the phone said not to worry, everything would be all right. She said that the show was just being broadcast to my room. She said that she would digitally block my face so that I couldn't be recognized. I said I never gave permission for her to film me in my room. She said I had two choices, either I could co-operate or she would post the film on all of the televisions in the hotel and on the Internet without blacking out my face. I told her that I didn't think it was right for her to do that. She said that she saw that I was enjoying myself and why shouldn't other people be as uninhibited as I? I told her that I was inhibited and that I did this in what should be the privacy of my own room and she had no right to be watching me much less filming me without me permission. She said "the show that you are watching is going to start in the other rooms in 5 minutes and whether your face is covered or displayed is up to you. If you do as you are told you will enjoy it. We see your type here all the time and we know what you like. We can just show the material that we have, and you will be a star sissy since everyone will see your face!" I had no choice. I asked what do I need to do. She said "hang up the telephone and we will direct you over the sound on the television set." I hung up the phone.

The female voice on the television said that if I listened to her and was a good girl that I would have the time of my life. She told me to go to the room refrigerator and open up the freezer. I opened the refrigerator door and saw a box and looked in the freezer and saw a frozen bottle of water. The voice said to take the box out of the refrigerator and to take the bottle of water out of the freezer. I did as I was told. I looked in the bottle of water and could see a key frozen in the bottle.

"Place the box on the floor and lets have some fun. Walk in front of the mirror. Pull up the front of your dress so we can see your cute little sissy under things." I hesitated and then pulled up my dress to reveal my pink panties and my hard dick straining against the thin satin. My face turned as red as it could get. "Well look at that. The little sissy likes to show off her precious undies. Okay, drop the hem, turn around and pull up your dress so we can see your backside." As I turned I noticed that the television was now showing the beginning of my show. As promised a black square was displayed over my eyes. Although the show was just starting, I was hopefully getting close to the end of my act. This was like a perverted version of TiVo. I pulled up my dress to reveal my panty clad ass. I heard "My my I think that is your best side."

"Now, stand up straight, turn around so you are facing the mirror and start making kissing motions at the mirror. Reach under your dress and lets wiggle those cute little panties down to your ankles." I hesitated for a moment and then did as I was told. "Turn so your side is facing the mirror and lets see if you are enjoying this." I knew my dick was sticking straight out and that it was very visible, pushing out the pleats in the front of my skirt. "Lets lift the skirt and hang the hem of the skirt over that hard on of yours. Now turn back to the mirror and walk towards it and I want to see your dick and your lips on that mirror. I want you to be kissing that mirror and rubbing your cock against that mirror for all that you are worth. That's it sissy boy, make love to that mirror." I had pushed my hard dick against the mirror and I was kissing the mirror. I remained in this position for some time.

The voice told me to release the mirror, which was now smudged with lipstick and precum fluid and to go get the box and the bottle. Since the box was on the other side of the room I took off the panties and went over and picked up the box and the bottle. As I returned the voice on the television started yelling - "Did I tell you to take off your panties? No I didn't. Do you think its easy directing a brainless little slut whore like you?" I shook my head no. I didn't think it was such a bad thing to just take off the panties. "Okay lets try and get back on track. I don't really want to punish you. Put the box and the bottle back where they were and then come back and stand in front of the mirror and put your panties back around your ankles. We will edit out the part where you decided to ad lib". I was obedient. "Now go get the box and the bottle." The panties caused me to mince as I walked. "Bring the things back and stand facing the mirror with your back next to the table. Sit down on the table and put the bottle and the box at your feet. Open the box and take the butt plug out of the box and hold it up in front of your face like you are examining it."

The plug was made of flexible jelly rubber. It was around 6 inches long and was an inch in diameter at its widest point. It was cone shaped and slender at the front end. The plug widened and then tapered again. It had a long flat base that was designed to align with the ass crack. "Now take out the jar of Vaseline, open the jar and dip the plug into the jar. Turn around so your back is facing the mirror and place the jar on the table in front of you. Bend over, pull up your skirt so that the skirt rests on your back and you don't have to hold it. My my my, that really is your best side! Now push that dildo into your pussy hole." I don't usually put anything into my butt hole so putting in the plug was difficult. Both the plug and the Vaseline had been in the refrigerator and they were cold! I finally managed to push it into my hole. "Place your hands on the table and move your ass from side to side for your fans." As I held onto the table and shook my ass I noticed on the television that I just finished putting on my corset.

"Now turn around and sit on the table just to make sure the plug is going to stay put. Bounce your ass a few times on the table. Now stand up, turn around and take the clear dildo out of the box." I took out the dildo, a clear hollow 8-inch sheath with a white plastic ring around its base. "Pull up your skirt and place the hem of the skirt in your mouth. Put the dildo over your little pecker. That's right; push it all the way down. Now squeeze the ring at its base until you hear a click." I pushed my dick into the dildo and clicked the ring. The ring held the dildo tight onto my penis and the ring acted like a cockring. I could feel my cock get larger and fill the diameter of the sheath as the cock ring restricted the flow of blood leaving my dick. My dick didn't quite fill up the sheath since the dildo was longer than my dick.

"Drop your skirt over your cock and turn to the side so we can see how much you enjoy this." The dildo was sticking straight out and it made my skirt look like a tent. "Good Good, now go over to the table and turn around so that you face the mirror. Sit your ass down on the table and take the leg cuffs out of the box." I took out both sets of leg cuffs. "Spread your legs so each ankle is next to a table leg." I tried to spread my legs but I couldn't bring the ankles next to the table legs because I still had my panties around my ankles. I spread my ankles as far as I could and then looked up. "Well take your panties off you stupid little cunt, do I have to tell you everything!" I took off my panties and spread my legs. "Now attach a cuff to your left ankle and attach the other end of that cuff to the left table leg. Take the other cuff and do the same to your right ankle securing it to the right table leg." My ankles were now securely attached to the cuffs. The table acted like a spreader bar keeping my legs apart.

"Good. Now stand up and smooth the skirt over your lap and then sit back down. Get the handcuffs out of the box and close one of the cuffs over one of your wrists. Pick up the bottle and open it, then lay back down on to the table. Place both hands behind you under the table and clip the handcuff on your other wrist. Splendid, you are now a star."

I laid back and brought the bottle behind my back under the table. I clicked the cuff securing my wrists together. I was helpless. My show ended two hours ago on the television but I'm still locked to this table. I have the bottle in my hands under the table and I'm doing everything I can with my hands to try and warm the bottle up and melt the ice so I can get to the key. If I struggle I can look at the television which is jumping from place to place and periodically it shows me lying on the table, with my dick pushing my dress up. I still have the plug stuck up my ass. I can't wait until that key falls out of the bottle so I can release myself and get out of this place. I was miserable and didn't think it could get any worse and then I heard someone putting a key in the door lock. I looked over at the door I saw the door starting to open.

 

To be continued…

  

  

  

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