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Nobody Needs to Know

Some hotels were known for their five star restaurants, others for the pampering one could receive from its spa, others for the most luxurious rooms. And then there were those highly noted for their discretion, ensuring that their guests could count on having no one know where they were, or that they had ever been there. And while most of those hotels rated something less than five stars, a handful were on a par with the finest resorts in the world, and as secure and secret as a Swiss bank.

As Hanzo Shimada waited at the front desk while an immaculately uniformed clerk checked him in, he was sure that the woman checking in two stations to his left had recently won an Oscar and the gentleman in line behind him ran a Fortune 500 company. And true to the hotel's standards, he gave neither a second glance. The clerk placed a plastic key card on the counter in front of Hanzo, with a room number noted on a slip of paper beside it. The tall, imposingly-built man took the key. "And has my... traveling companion arrived?"

The clerk nodded. "Yesterday afternoon, sir," he replied, and without a moment's pause, added, "and if I may, sir, you should be prepared for a somewhat extravagant room service bill on your statement."

Hanzo chuckled softly. "Thank you. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

He smiled as he strode toward the elevators. This wasn't the first time Hana had made herself at home before one of their assignations, knowing that he wouldn't let it go without a bit of disciplining-- something they both enjoyed. A few minutes later, he was opening the door to the large, richly-appointed suite he and Hana would be sharing for the next few days while on leave, wondering just what his "little girl" would have waiting for him.

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"I don't want to-" Hana starts to whine and then yelps aloud as Hanzo's hand smacks against the pert cheek of her ass. She gasps out one and then two, but somehow manages to lose count entirely by three, opting instead for a wail (that's probably a little feigned).

"Four!"

Nope, got it wrong.

She wriggles for him, trying to make herself a harder target for good measure.

He lets out a dramatic sigh. "Oh, Hana, darling... you really are being a little brat today, aren't you?" Hanzo's tone is chiding, as though it wasn't exactly what he's expecting-- and really, what he's hoping for, considering how much they both enjoy what's coming next. "I did tell you what would happen."

Hanzo reaches for her slim hips, hooks his fingers over the waistband of her shorts, and starts to work them down. They're small, but the way they hug Hana's body, it does take a bit of effort. At first, he's got the intention of pulling them completely off, but Hanzo opts to leave them bunched up mid-thigh, loosely binding her lean legs together.

"Let's try this again, shall we?" With the target Hana's now fully-exposed rear end, Hanzo's hand lets fly.

Hana's first objection is a whiny little "Noooo," that trails off as he works her shorts and underwear down her hips, leaving them tangled around her legs. She squirms, back arching as she (ineffectually) tries to get away from what she knows is coming. Then his hand hits her upturned rump with a smack. She yelps and stammers out her first count.

"One-!"

"See?" Hanzo asked when she gave him that first count. "Not so difficult, after all."

He resumed Hana's punishment, although as he delivered spank after spank, the bulge growing in Hanzo's trousers and the way his young lover was squirming, it was clear that they were both enjoying themselves thoroughly. By the time he was finished, Hana's pert ass cheeks were a bright pink, and warm under his palm. "That's my good girl," he drawled approvingly.

"Now, Daddy will kiss it and make it better." Hanzo lowered his head and planted a kiss on her rear with a loud smack, then repeated on the other side. He scattered a few more kisses across the flushed skin while his hand crept up between Hana's legs. Soon enough, his fingers found their way and he began to stroke along the girl's slit. "And also like a good girl, you're already so nice and wet for me..."

The burn and sting of his open-handed slaps against her upturned ass make her whimper, at least until he soothes the inflamed skin a little with soft kisses. She flexes her fingers, tugs lightly against her bonds, and tries to get a look at him from over her shoulder as his hand starts to work between her legs.

"Daddy-"

She starts to whine and then it trails into a low groan as his fingers find her cunt. She's wet already - dripping, practically - and her legs fall open for him as he begins to tease her.

"Please, please, I'll be good-"

He finds her very wet indeed-- the sound of his finger as he slips it inside of Hana's entrance, soon followed by another, is loud and satisfyingly lewd. Hanzo shifts until he's leaning over, his face close to hers, even while his fingers still stroke in and out of her pussy. "And I know you can be such a good girl for me, darling."

Hanzo presses a bit deeper into Hana's slick heat. "And what would a good girl do to thank her Daddy if I did something like, hmm, made you cum for me?"

Another whimper and her cunt clenches around her fingers. She can feel them drag deeper and slide against sensitive nerve endings. Her toes curl a little and she squirms, hair splaying out over the mattress next to her head. She's trying to catch her breath. It's not working very well.

"I - I'd suck your cock, daddy-" She practically whines the answer, "I'd swallow it all for you."

As much as he does very much enjoy the sight of Hana's lithe, young body, especially while she squirms in pleasure, Hanzo keeps his eyes on her lovely face, just as aroused by watching the girl's expressions as his fingers work her over. By now, he knows her most sensitive spots, and has no hesitation about concentrating on them.

"That's a very good answer," he says, voice low and rumbling. Hanzo lowers his head, crushing his mouth against hers, kissing her with possessive hunger. His tongue sweeps over Hana's before he pulls back. "You do have such a wonderful mouth. All right, then, baby girl... let's see you cum for daddy." With that, his fingers start to pump harder and faster, driving deep into her pussy.

Hana's breath - such as it was - was swept away by the kiss that he pressed against her mouth. Hard, possessive, and entirely wonderful, it left her even more red-faced and short of breath, her chest heaving as she tried to keep herself back from the edge. It doesn't work very well. Hanzo knows exactly where to touch her, how to touch her, and he plays her like an instrument. She goes over the edge with a little shriek, body tensing and pushing up off of the bed as she sees stars and pleasure courses through her.

"I - I'm - coming-"

He'd be hard-pressed to think of a better sight than this beautiful girl getting swept under the tidal wave of her own pleasure, the cries and moans and the way she moves when an orgasm hits her like this. Hanzo might be the one claiming her out loud, kissing her possessively, and calling the shots here in bed, but he knows that Hana's got him just as devoted and wrapped around her finger.

"That's it, that's my girl... Mmmmm, you're so pretty when you come for daddy..." His fingers stroke until Hana's body starts to relax. He slides them free of her pussy, dripping with her arousal. Hanzo tastes one for himself, then presses the other to Hana's lips to sample. "Good girl," he tells her warmly. "Good girl."

Hana's still a panting, flushed mess when he draws his fingers free of her, her body clenching, her cunt fluttering against that sudden feeling of emptiness. She whimpers and her eyelids flutter. She half-opens her eyes as she suckles against his fingers, tasting herself.

"I want to be good..." She mumbles, still blissed out, "Let me be good..."

"Always happy to give my little girl a chance to show me how good she is," Hanzo replies. If his cock hadn't already been achingly hard, the way that Hana works his finger with her mouth and tongue would do it instantly.

He straightens up, pushing off the bed to stand beside it, his knees pressing into the mattress. Hanzo makes sure that even though she's still riding her high, there's no way Hana can miss seeing him undo his belt and push down his trousers. Long, thick, and as stiff as stone, his cock springs free. "Come and get it," he tells Hana, crooking his finger to beckon her over.

When he pulls away, her mouth hangs open, a string of her saliva connecting lips and fingers before it snaps. She watches him with slightly bleary eyes and then she whines and tries to get over to him as he settles against the bed, his cock bobbing at her eye level. Her hands are still tied to the headboard and so she has to stretch for it - but she just manages, the tip of her pink little tongue dragging against his swaying hip. She's making little needy noises - sighs and whines as she drags her tongue against him again and then again.

Hanzo chuckles. "Oh, did I forget something?" he says with completely unconvincing surprise. "I do have to give you extra points for the effort, though, darling."

Leaning over, he makes quick and easy work undoing the belt where it connects to the headboard, but still leaving it binding Hana's wrists together. Nothing, he's certain, that could truly impair the girl from making good on her promise.

"Thank you-" She murmurs in response to his praise and the way he leans over to untie her arms. She rolls toward him once her hands are untied from the headboard and now she really does slide her lips around the head of his cock, her head bobbing slightly as she starts to suckle against his arousal.

Like she was dying of thirst.

Hanzo could have fought or hidden the blissful sigh that accompanied the moment Hana took him into her mouth properly, but there was no need. It wasn't as though the girl wasn't aware of how very much he enjoyed the way she pleasured him with her mouth. He certainly gave her no shortage of opportunities to perfect her skill, after all.

"Yes... oh, yes, sweetheart... that feels so good," he groaned. Hanzo looked down and stroked the girl's hair in appreciation. "You've been missing having daddy's cock in your mouth, haven't you?"

The only (verbal) response she makes is a low moan that vibrates around his cock as her head continues to bob. There's a slick, wet sound to it - she's eager to take more and more of him, her tongue dragging against and around the sensitive tip - and then she slides her head forward until she's taken all of him, until she's practically choking, until her nose is pressed in against his belly and she looks up at him with those wide, "innocent" eyes of hers. She's playing a part, of course - but that's what makes this fun, right?

If she could have spoken in that moment, Hana could have asked Hanzo for anything in the world and he would have happily agreed, and she knew it. And that, he expected, was part of why she enjoyed it so much. She was the very picture of his fantasies-- eyes wide, brimming with affection, and searching for his approval in a most innocent way, even while her lips were stretched around the girth of his cock, the entire length of which she'd swallowed.

Hanzo let out a shaky groan as she took every inch of him down. "Fuck," he hissed. "You suck daddy's cock so well, baby girl... I don't know if I ever want you to stop..."

She can't make a reply to that, but she still does in her own way - by pressing herself closer, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks and drags her tongue over him, trying harder and harder to give him pleasure. To bring him to that peak that she knows will come eventually. She draws back and there's an obscene sort of pop as she pulls off of him and a little line of spittle connects her lips to his shaft before it snaps. She takes a moment to breathe and then she leans in again and once more her head is bobbing, wet little glck glck glck sounds filling the air.

The longer Hana goes at him, the more of her exceptional talents she uses on him, the more Hanzo can feel a hot, familiar pressure rising inside of his body. His groans deepen in pitch and get rougher as the pleasure mounts, and the sound of the girl pushing his cock deeper and deeper drives it on.

"Mmmm," he growls. "You said you wanted to swallow all of Daddy's cock. Does my little girl want to swallow my cum, too?"

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