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As the phone was ringing on the other end, she said "Order some pizza for us."

It was so difficult to concentrate, but somehow I managed to order a large pizza and a two liter of pop.

Then Celeste smiled at me. She went over to the sliding glass door and opened the shades. Then she walked to the main door. "I'll be back soon. The cash for the pizza is on the table. I'll leave the door so the delivery person can get in."

With that, Celeste swung the bar back on the door letting close but not lock and walked out. Oh, how I wish the vibrator was running faster. Or if I could only get my hands to myself. But Celeste had made sure my bindings were secure. The only thing I could do was concentrate on a fantasy world. But tonight I chose to relive the days experiences: naked in the hotel room, see-through clothes at the pool, and standing in the lobby. And now I was where I had only dreamed of, only fantasized about - helpless and somehow starting to near an orgasm. But I needed more. I had probably been there about 15 minutes when the door opened. I looked up to see Celeste smiling at me.

"Comfy?" she asked smugly.

I smiled at her the best I could. "I need more."

"Poor thing" she replied. But she sat down in a chair beside the bed and began idly playing with one of my nipples. It still wasn't quite enough. Oh, I was so close.

Soon there was a knock on the door. Celeste hadn't flipped the hook back around yet, so she said "Come on in, it's open."

I was so excited, but I still remember the look on the delivery man's face. He had walked into a hotel room where a big, fat woman was tied to the bed, a vibrator in her pussy, her nipples hard as rocks, and a gorgeous, nearly petite woman sitting there playing with her nipple.

Celeste spoke: "You can put the pizza on the table. I think there's enough money there to cover the price and the tip. Let me know if that's enough."

This man had to walk around the bed to get to the table. He sat the pizza down, picked up the cash and turned and faced us to count it.

"Ma'am, this covers the price but it's not much of a tip." You could even hear disappointment in his voice.

Celeste looked directly at him and responded matter-of-factly, almost sternly: "Well, if you think you're going to get some while you're here, you're wrong. She's mine and I'll be the one that decides when and where she has sex. Now, if I owe you more money, let me know. If not, and if you really have to have a more of a tip, you can play with her breasts for 45 seconds each."

I couldn't believe my ears! This was getting out of hand - I was scared now. What if he tried more, and Celeste couldn't stop him. Celeste and he seemed to be in a staring contest. And as bad as I wanted an orgasm, I was scared. He got down on his knees on the opposite side the bed from Celeste, pulled my breast over to him, and started sucking on it hard. That got me so close! And I know it wasn't any 45 seconds before he let go and left our room.

Celeste smiled at me. "Are you ready, Sheila?"

I didn't know for sure what she meant, but I knew what I hoped she meant. "For what?"

She smiled at me: "For relief."

"Oh, god yes! Please make me cum!"

Instead of reaching for me, Celeste reached for the phone. This time, to my surprise, she said she was going to call my husband. I'm sure question marks were in my eyes.

"You're going to tell him you're masturbating and you want to hear his voice when you cum. You're not to tell him I'm here. If he asks, I'm out getting dinner. But I'm going to be the one that gets you off." Then she dialed the number and held the phone to my ear. For once I hoped he wasn't home. But sure enough, he was.

The next few minutes was a combination of heaven and hell.

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