Nobody Needs to Know

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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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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..."

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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.

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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?"