4 Meet and Greet: All Saturday Long (A Benedict Cumberbatch Real Person Fanfic)

          We didn't make love when we returned to the hotel that night. At dinner I had consumed two glasses of wine that gave me a terrible headache. Ben had asked twice if I was drunk; I told him I wasn't even buzzed, I just had a headache. I drank some water and took the medicine my doctor had given me for headaches, when we were back in his room. I went right to bed, but he found a movie to watch for a while. When he finally laid down next to me, I moved to snuggle close and went back to sleep.

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            I awakened before him the next morning. The sun wasn't even beginning to rise yet. I quickly and quietly went to the bathroom. I noticed there was faint light coming in from the next room as he hadn't closed the door completely; it was enough for me to find the ties he had collected from the floor and tossed on top of his open suitcase. He was still sleeping soundly, lying on his back with his arms conveniently above his head. I quickly tied one of the silk ties into a slip knot and wrapped the other end around the crossbar at the head of bed, then tied it into place; I carefully moved his wrists together and slipped the loop over them and tightened it. This action caused him to stir and as he opened his eyes he tried to move his arms down. He was unsuccessful in moving them far so he mumbled, "What the...?" as he looked up.

            Once he realized he was tied to the headboard, he turned to me and said, "You naughty little girl; you tied up your Master."

            I pulled off my panties as I was wearing nothing else. I yanked the sheet and blanket off of his naked body, then moved to straddle him. "I get to be the Master now," I said before leaning over to kiss his lips.

            I kissed him for quite a while before I finally withdrew. He said, "Do you think you're dominant enough to be my Master?"

            "Only one way to find out my dear," I replied as I bent over to kiss his neck.

            While I kissed and sucked on his neck, I bit him a few times. He moaned every time I did. I then began to work my way down his body kissing, licking and nibbling. He was growing hard by the time I reached his pelvis. I licked his engorged shaft to the tip before I raised it up with one hand to slide my lips down over it. He was so large that it was almost uncomfortable to have him in my mouth. I took him in almost to the hilt and then slowly withdrew while I teasingly raked my bottom teeth on the underside. I sucked roughly on the tip before bobbing my head up and down a few times. He was moaning throughout the ordeal. I bit the tip harder before I sucked it back up into my mouth. He gasped and said, "Careful baby, you don't want to hurt me, do you?"

            I paused to say, "There's pleasure in pain."

            "Yes there is Darling, but if you injure it, I can't use it to pleasure you."

            "Oh don't worry lover. I'm not going to hurt you...much."

            He laughed low and sexy before he exclaimed, "You are a naughty little minx! We're going to have a lot of fun together."

            I soon abandoned his blowjob while he was in the middle of moans of pleasure and slowly crawled up his body so close to him that the tip of his hard shaft rubbed down my own flesh until I reached his lips. While I kissed his lips, I teasingly rubbed my clitoris against his hardness. I soon took to making long strokes that brought it over the entrance to my hole. After the second pass he thrust his hips forward in an attempt to penetrate me. I pulled back quickly and moved off him while I said, "No, no, it's not time for that my pet."

            He moaned and said, "Is this my punishment for teasing you so much yesterday?"

            I just grinned as I moved to draw it up between my lips again and suck it hard before I took it in all the way again. I raked my teeth against it again as I withdrew my mouth. "You're right, I do taste good."

            I then went back to kissing and touching him everywhere. His body felt so amazing under my hands and even better against my lips. I finally straddled him again and rubbed my clit around the tip of his hardness before I slowly settled down on top of it and relished the sensation of his huge, hard member throbbing inside of my tight hole. I took him in all the way as I sat up and began to slowly raise and lower myself on him. He moaned softly as he arched his back some to penetrate me deeper. I soon leaned forward so I could move faster; I increased the pace every couple of minutes, but he was soon attempting to rock his own pelvis faster. I immediately moved off of him while I said, "Oh no you don't, we're going at my pace today."

            "Oh really? You think so?" he replied with a sexy growl in his voice.

            "I don't see where you have much of a choice; unless you want me stop completely."

            He grinned at me and in a flash he yanked his wrists apart and pulled them out then tackled me back onto the bed and pinned me down. "I always have a choice Baby," he said and then kissed me deeply on the lips.

            I was panting by the time he finally withdrew. "If you could get away the whole time, why didn't you?"

            "I was enjoying your sweet little act. You're so cute when you try to dominate me. But let us not forget who the Master here is. Now, I'm ready for some breakfast."

            He forced my legs apart and buried his face between them and began licking me vigorously. I couldn't help the loud moans of pleasure such an act elicited. He soon shoved his tongue within and fucked me with it roughly. I was coming closer to orgasm when he suddenly stopped and shoved his enormous, hard shaft deep within my tight wet hole. His sex was fierce and rapid; I was moaning loudly and uncontrollably. I soon felt my body erupt into spasms of ecstasy so intense I screamed his name. He soon reached his own climax, groaning nearly as loud as I was. He laid on top of me for a few minutes afterward so he could catch his breath. Once he could speak, he said, "Don't forget who the Master is. You're my little fuck toy; not the other way around."

            I grabbed him and kissed him. I bit his bottom lip hard when he pulled away from me. He yelped in pain and I said, "I am no man's toy unless I choose to be and it would be wise for you to remember that."

            He touched his fingers to his lip to make certain he wasn't bleeding. Once he saw that it wasn't, he replied, "Oh, you're definitely going to be a fun one. I like them feisty...makes it a bigger challenge to get them to submit."

            I rolled over onto my stomach and stretched out with the intention of going back to sleep for a while. He slapped my butt hard and announced he was going to take a shower. I fell back to sleep while he was in the bathroom.

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            I was awakened hours later by his soft kisses on my face. My vision was very blurry when I opened my eyes. My head was pounding like it was being used for a drum set by a heavy metal band. I sat up which made it worse and I suddenly felt nauseous. I heard him say, "Darling, are you all right? It's just after noon; you slept all morning."

            I put my finger to my lips and shushed him. "Not so loud please," I said, barely above a whisper.

            He sat down on the bed next to me and put his arm around me. "Darling, I was speaking in a normal tone of voice," he said quietly as he wiped his hand over my face.

            "You sounded so loud," I replied defensively.

            "Do you have another headache?"

            "I think this may be a migraine."

            My stomach then loudly rumbled. Ben snickered and said, "How about I order you some lunch from room service. You slept through breakfast so you haven't eaten since dinner last night. It might help you to feel better."

            "I'm not sure that's wise. I usually get an upset stomach with a migraine."

            "OK then, maybe something light on your stomach that won't make it worse? Your stomach is clearly indicating you're hungry and that can make headaches worse for most people. I noticed they had Minestrone on the menu. Do you like that?"

            "Sure I do. Soup would probably be all right."

            "OK Darling, I'll go order it and you just lay here and rest."

            He disappeared from the room while I lay back down on the bed. I closed my eyes and didn't budge until I felt him shaking my shoulder gently. I opened my eyes and he said, "Darling, lunch just arrived. Come on and eat your soup so you'll feel a little better."

            My head felt all fuzzy and strange. "You just left to order it..."

            "Darling that was half an hour ago. You fell back to sleep."

            I sat up and slowly stood up. I could feel the room spinning and I was having trouble getting my vision to clear. I was apparently a little wobbly on my feet because his arms were quickly around me to keep me from falling. I felt a sudden terrible cold chill so intense my teeth began to chatter. He had me sit back down as he went to the bathroom and got his warm blue robe off the back of the door. He wrapped it around me and I put my arms in. He helped me to stand then wrapped it around me and tied it at my waist. It was big on me, but it was soft and warm. I thanked him and he kissed my forehead before leading me into the living room area and to the table where my soup was waiting for me. I sat down and waited for the room to stop spinning some while I took a sip of water. I then began to slowly eat my soup. He sat across from me and kept staring at me while he ate; he wore an expression of deep concern. I ate a little more than half before my stomach began rumbling in protest and I feared it would come back up.

            He moved to the sofa and gestured for me to come join him. I sat next to him and snuggled up close. He stroked my hair gently while he repeatedly kissed my head. "Are you sure you're going to be all right Darling?" He asked softly.

            I had my eyes closed as the brightness in the room was beginning to bother me. "I'd be better if it wasn't so freaking bright in here."

            He got up quickly and closed the curtains, then returned to sit by me so I could snuggle up to him again. There was a light on in the kitchenette so it wasn't too dark in the room. "Is there anything else I can do for you Darling?"

            "Just sit here and hold me. It feels so wonderful to be in your arms."

            "Then you might want to climb into my lap so I can hold you properly."

            I got up and moved into his lap, turning in such a manner that I had my head on his shoulder and my legs stretched out toward the empty half of the sofa. He put his right arm behind my back and his left over my legs where he stroked them through the robe. He kept kissing my forehead every few minutes. It felt so amazing to be held this way. Finally he softly asked again if I was all right.

            "This is doing more for relaxation and pain relief than any drug I've ever taken. Thank you for holding me this way...I've never felt this way before. Oh this so ridiculous because we've only known each other for a couple of days..."

            "What is it Darling? What are you feeling? You can tell me."

            "I feel like I'm falling in love with you."

            He turned to kiss me gently on the lips. "You aren't alone in that feeling Darling. I'm falling in love with you too. How could I not? You're beautiful, a wonderful person and you don't find the sex games weird. I've lost girlfriends over that."

            I giggled softly, "You've lost girlfriends over bondage?"

            "They didn't care for being tied up and dominated. I guess they were too liberated for that nonsense. I tell you to call me Master and you go along with it. They would say something like 'I'm not calling you that, I'm not your slave.' Then go off on some rant about men being pigs and then storm off and I'd never see them again."

            "I don't mind it at all. I think it is kinky fun."

            We were then quiet for a while. I was thoroughly enjoying being in his arms. I began to feel very drowsy, but found myself asking, "Why are you taking care of me this way?"

            "Why wouldn't I be Darling? You're sick and need someone to look after you. I've already decided I'm staying with you while you have surgery and treatments. You said your roommate works a lot, your Mom lives in a different state and there's no one else reliable in your life; you need someone to look after you. I'm not letting you go through this cancer alone. I'll be right there by your side."

            I started to cry silently. I couldn't help it. I was so touched by his devotion to me. I managed to say, "Aren't you a little too busy for that kind of dedication?"

            "I was, but not now. I already called my agent and told him to clear my schedule for the next six months at least; if I need more time I'll let him know. I'm going to have to pay some penalties for breach of contract, but that's fine, I can afford it. You're more important to me than a movie. They can get someone else."

            I felt overwhelmed by his love and devotion to me. It was an idea completely foreign to me. No one had loved me so much except my Mother; no one else had ever been willing to make such sacrifices for me. I even felt a little confused by the whole thing because it was so strange to me. "Are you sure you want to do that? Cancer treatments can be hard to watch a person go through."

            He gently raised my head from his shoulder so he could look into my eyes. "Darling, you have to go through them and that will be harder. If you can handle going through it, I can handle watching it."

            "I've never had anyone in my life, other than my Mother, so willing to make sacrifices for me," I suddenly blurted out.

            "You do now, Darling, so get used to it. You're mine. Being your Master doesn't just mean I dominate you in sex...it means I take care of my precious Baby."

            My only response was to lean in and kiss his lips gently. He then picked me up and carried me back to the bed and laid me down gently. He then stripped down to his underwear and crawled in next to me, covering us both with the blankets. I snuggled up close to him and he kissed my forehead. "Go back to sleep Baby. Hopefully you'll feel better when you wake up and we can make love again."

            I said nothing in reply, just shifted so I could lay my head on his chest. I was soon asleep again.

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            Sometime later, I wasn't even aware of how much time had passed, I was awakened by his lips on my face and neck. I loved being woke up this way. I started moaning softly at the amazing sensations he was creating within me. I reluctantly opened my eyes to gaze into his. "Are you feeling better Darling?" He asked softly.

            "Yes I seem to be," I replied.

            "Good, I want you to get up and shower. I have a surprise for you."

            I groaned. "I don't like surprises Ben. They never go well."

            He chuckled softly. "This one will my love; I promise you that."

            I got up and he led me over to the clothing rack where he removed the plastic garment bag covering a hanger. Underneath was a short black sleeveless dress with a plunging neckline that appeared to be the type that would be clingy; it had a mock wrapped front that had a glittery buckle looking piece on the front at the waist. Other than that, it had no adornment. "I want you to wear that to dinner tonight," he requested as he picked it up to hand it to me.

            I held it up and looked at it, wondering if it would even fit me. Before I could say anything regarding its fit, he said, "I have to confess, I looked at your clothing tags while you napped this afternoon and then went shopping; I'm not very good with American sizes so I had a little help. I hope you like it."

            "It's beautiful Ben. I've never had a man voluntarily buy me a new dress."

            I hung it back on the rack so I could get my bath items together and my undergarments. He watched while I did this and even followed me to the bathroom, pausing in the doorway and leaning against the frame. I removed his robe and turned to hang it on the back of the door. He reached out and ran his fingers over my breasts. "You're so beautiful," he said softly.

            I blushed and smiled. He went on, "I have a question for you, since I'm not familiar with American clothing sizes, and I don't really understand how they work. Is wearing a fourteen considered a bad thing?"

            I blushed deeper before replying, "It's considered a plus size and yes the women who wear it are considered fat."

            I turned away from him and went over to the shower to turn on the water so it would get hot. "Fat? Seriously? Who would ever look at your glorious body and call you fat?"

            "Society would consider me fat. I actually worked very hard to get down to this size. Pregnancy was not kind to me."

            He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "You are not fat Darling. You have a beautiful body...yes even with those stretch marks across your abdomen. It shows me that you have loved another enough to give them life. That is the most unselfish thing a woman can ever do. I just hope you're willing to do it one more time for my child."

            I turned around and kissed him. "Of course I am! We just have to kick cancer's butt first."

            "Of course we do and we will," he replied before kissing me again. He then gently smacked my bottom and told me to get in the shower so we wouldn't be late.

            I quickly showered then put on my underwear after drying thoroughly. I put mousse in my hair and then pinned it up slightly, leaving some of the curls hanging out. I then quickly applied my little bit of makeup. I walked out of the bathroom to find he had changed into a suit, complete with tie. I took the dress off the hanger and soon discovered it was meant to just pull on over the head as the fabric was slightly stretchy. I soon wiggled into it and adjusted it properly, using the full length mirror. I then put on my black heels. I admired myself in the mirror briefly. I was glad the dress nearly reached my knees as I didn't care for mini-dresses. He made a great choice in this dress; I looked beautiful. He sat at the edge of the bed admiring me. "You look stunning in that dress. I know you said you don't really wear dresses, but you should reconsider. I can't wait to have you attending awards and premieres with me. I'm going to be the most envied man there."

            I know my face flushed dramatically at that. It hadn't occurred to me that I would ever attend those events with him. "Do you really plan on taking me to those things?"

            "Oh yes Darling. Once the cancer treatments are over, we'll make our relationship official. I don't want tabloid whores after you until we make it official."

            "What do you mean by 'official'?"

            "After we get married of course. Until then, I will do my best to keep you private. You do want to marry me, right?"

            I suddenly felt dizzy. "Is that supposed to be my official proposal?"

            "Of course not. When I decide to propose to you, you'll know it. I've waited over a decade to find someone worthy of marriage. I can guarantee you my formal marriage proposal will be a grand gesture that will not leave you doubting my intentions. Come now Darling, it's time to go downstairs so I can show you how romantic I'm capable of being."

            I smiled and took his hand as he led me out of the room and to the elevators. Once we were in the lobby, we were met by his assistant who handed him two long coats and informed him the limo was waiting for him. Ben took the smaller of the two coats and helped me into it. He then took his and put it on. He took my hand again and led me out the entrance and into the waiting long black limo. I was silent on the ride, wondering what the surprise was going to be. He took my hand and laced his fingers between mine. "I would ask 'a penny for your thoughts' but what goes through that beautiful mind of yours is worth more to me than that," he stated.

            "I'm not thinking of anything in particular. My mind is just wandering through random thoughts while I watch the lights go by out the window."

            "You're a little preoccupied with your cancer surgery and treatments, aren't you?"

            "I would be a liar if I said no. Yes it is something my mind keeps going back to."

            He leaned over and kissed my temple. "I'm going to give you a wonderful night of happiness and love to make those thoughts take flight for a while."

            The limo then stopped in front of a restaurant I didn't recognize. He got out first and then took my hand to help me out. We walked inside and were greeted by the host who immediately informed Ben that the private room was ready and waiting for us.   We then followed him to a small private room that was reserved for parties. There was a table set for us with red roses and candles burning; a champagne bucket was next to the table with a bottle inside, waiting to be opened. Ben led me to the table and pulled my chair out for me. I sat while he went around to the other side to sit across from me. The host opened the champagne bottle and poured a glass for each of us and then left after informing us our waiter would be with us shortly. Since wine had given me a terrible headache the night before, I just slowly sipped the champagne. We talked throughout the meal with Ben completely avoiding the topic of my illness. He managed to make me relax and laugh. He kept reaching over to stroke my hand while we talked and ate.

            Our meal was soon over and we left. I noticed right away the limo was not returning in the direction we had come, so I asked Ben where we were going. He smiled broadly and said, "We have tickets to the opera Darling. I remembered you saying you always wanted to go to a live show, but you didn't know anyone who would join you. Now you have someone to go with you."

            I smiled and kissed his lips just as the car came to a stop. He stepped out first, saw the crowd waiting to go in, turned back to me and said, "Try to hide yourself some with your coat, there's some people out here with their smartphones out and I think I've been recognized. Keep your head down and we'll walk fast."

            I pulled up the side of my coat, as Ben did his best to shield me and move fast. I heard some yells and still caught the view of a few camera flashes. We were quickly inside of the empty lobby. The manager was waiting for us to escort us upstairs to our private box. Ben apologized for being a bit late to which the manager said it wasn't a problem as people would still have plenty of time to be seated. Once we disappeared into the stairwell, I could faintly hear the sudden rush of noise as the doors were opened and people were allowed in. We took our seats and I realized we were high above the crowd below so hopefully no one would see us and recognize us. There wasn't too long of a wait before the lights began to go down and people quieted down as the overture began. The entire performance had my rapt attention and I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it. I barely noticed when Ben took my hand and laced his fingers between mine and placed them in his lap.

            Once it was finally over, Ben led me down the stairs and to a rear exit that lead to an alley where the limo was waiting for us. He said he didn't want to take his chances with the crowd out front. I snuggled up next to him in the limo and put my head on his shoulder for the ride back to the hotel. "Are you tired Darling?" He asked softly between kisses on my head.

            "A little bit, yes."

            Are you too tired to make love to me again tonight?"

            "That sort of depends on how much bondage is involved," I replied with a chuckle.

            "No Baby, no bondage this time. I was thinking sweet and tender was in order for tonight. It doesn't always have to be kinky."

            I smiled and turned my face up to kiss his lips. We were silent for the rest of ride. All I could think of was what a wonderful man he was turning out to be and how lucky I was that he'd come forward to help me when my nose began bleeding. I made an odd little half muffled laughing sound and he asked what was on my mind. "I was just thinking that I've never been grateful for a nose bleed before, but I'm glad it happened on Thursday. I'm also grateful that you looked up at that exact moment."

            "I guess it was our destiny. I had no reason to look up at that exact moment in that direction. At first it had been just a quick glance, until I realized something seemed odd, so I looked again and a bit longer. I saw what appeared to be blood running down the back of your hand and that it was up at your face. I honestly thought there had been a fight in the line or something similar. I felt terrible thinking someone had been injured while waiting to meet me. Once I went over to you and you explained what happened, I was just concerned. I'd never seen a nose bleed so severe. After I saw you, once you were cleaned up, I thought you were so incredibly beautiful that I wanted to be around you for a while longer so I could admire that beauty. After we talked for a while, I really liked you and wanted to spend more time with you."

            He then leaned over and kissed me passionately. The limo stopped in front of the hotel so we quickly got out and went up to his room. He immediately stripped off his jacket and tie. I began kissing him while I unbuttoned his shirt. He took it off and began gently pushing me backward toward the bedroom. He guided me fully, so I wouldn't trip and fall. He stopped me next to the bed and grabbed the skirt of my dress to pull it up over my head. Once he tossed it aside, I stepped out of my heels as I unfastened his pants. I pulled them down and he stepped out of them, removing his shoes at the same time, while he pushed me carefully back on the bed. He paused to finish stripping then climbed onto the bed on top of me. He unhooked and removed my bra and then panties. He settled between my open legs and kissed my body all over. He spent so much time kissing and fondling me that I was aroused to the point that I just wanted him inside of me. When he finally worked his way back up to my lips and face, I raised my pelvis and rubbed myself against him, hoping he'd take the hint. He paused and said, "You don't want me to eat you out first?"

            "No, I want you inside of me, right now."

            He obliged my request by slowing slipping his hard shaft inside of me. I moaned loud and wrapped my legs around his waist. He began to thrust gently; he wasn't teasing me, he was just being gentle. "Oh god Ben! I know you said you wanted to take it slow tonight, but I need to come and I need it now. Fuck me faster!"

            He obediently complied and picked up the pace. He increased the pace every couple of minutes so my body soon let loose with intensely pleasurable orgasms. I screamed his name and he pumped into me even faster. He soon started moaning softly and I finally felt him come within me. He then laid his head between my breasts, but didn't even bother to pull out of me. After a while, I said, "I love that you're lying on me this way, but Darling, you're kind of heavy and it's starting to hurt."

            He apologized and moved off of me to lie next to me on his side. He pulled me close and kept kissing the top of my head. I loved being nestled in his strong arms, against his warm naked body, made me feel so secure that I was soon drifting off to sleep. Before I did, I heard him whisper in my ear, "I love you Annie...more than those three words could ever express. You're mine and I'll take care of you forever. Cancer will not take you from me. I promise."


Road Trip

3 Meet and Greet: Friday (A Benedict Cumberbatch Real Person Fanfic)

**It's only fair to warn you that this one contains light bondage and spanking (Oh and she calls him Master in case that bothers you)**

        He awakened me early the next morning with gentle kisses all over my face and body. Once I was fully awake we made love again. Sex with him just kept getting better; I'd never been with a man who took such great pains to make certain I enjoyed it. Afterward, we lay in each other's arms for a while discussing our plans for the day. He had an audience chat type interview for just over an hour at ten, then a panel discussion about a new movie at two. He wanted to take me out to lunch after his morning interview. He had done a little research and discovered a good restaurant not too far away that would be perfect for lunch; then of course there was a steakhouse he learned of for dinner if I liked that sort of thing. I laughed and told him of course I ate steak; I'm not a vegetarian. He then reluctantly got up to go take a shower after asking if I'd call room service and order breakfast. He made a note of what he wanted and then went to shower while I called and placed the order.

            I was sitting on the sofa in the living room area by the time he finished showering and dressing. I had my feet propped on the table surfing through the channels trying to find something not utterly boring. I was wearing Ben's button down shirt from the night before and didn't have it completely buttoned at the top; I was also totally naked under it. As he approached the sofa he was putting on his clean button down shirt so he didn't see what I had on. While he adjusted it and prepared to button it, he started to ask how long until breakfast arrived, but as soon as he looked up his voice trailed off mid-sentence and he just stared. I turned toward him to see why he had stopped talking. I couldn't quite get a read on the expression in his eyes so I asked if he was all right.

            "Oh I'm definitely not all right. That is the sexiest thing I've ever seen!"

            I was puzzled and I looked down at myself then up at him. I thought he looked really hot standing there with a dark blue shirt open to reveal his chest. "I happen to find you standing there with an open shirt extremely sexy."

            He looked down and then started to button it. I quickly said, "No! Please don't button it. Leave it open until I have to leave. I really love the view."

            He grinned and gestured for me to come to him. I stood up and slowly crossed the short distance between us. I hoped my walk managed to be sultry and not silly. Judging by the look in his eyes, I was successful. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me passionately. His hands soon wandered down to the rear hem of the shirt where he raised it some as he slid his hands up my butt. He kneaded both cheeks with his hands as we kissed. He finally withdrew his lips from mine and said, "You are completely naked under it, aren't you?"

            "Yes I am," I replied.

            "I swear if I thought I'd have time, I'd take you again right now," he kissed me a second time.

            We were promptly interrupted by a loud knock at the door. He groaned as he backed away from me and went to the door. It was room service with our breakfast. He signed for it while the cart was brought into the room and the table quickly set; I had sat down and hoped that from the angle of the sofa to the table, I couldn't be seen well. The man who delivered it quickly left; Ben and I then sat at the table to eat. Unfortunately, we didn't have time to be too leisurely. Not long after we ate, I went to dress because I still had to go to my room and shower before the morning interview. He had invited me to sit in the audience and observe as his special guest. I dressed quickly and hurried to the door. Ben stopped me and handed me one of his clean shirts in a beautiful shade of purple. "I want you to wear this today."

            I took it and asked why. "It'll give me a mental image all day of how you looked in my shirt this morning. It'll make this whole audience interview thing a lot more fun for me."

            I giggled and opened the door. He grabbed me around the waist from behind and moved my curls out of the way so he could kiss my neck. "Ben, I really need to go!" I protested.

            Just then, the door across the hall opened and I was treated to a view of a man and woman standing in it kissing. I suddenly realized it was Kathy and Tom Hiddleston. I gasped in shock causing them to stop and look across the hall. Kathy blushed and smiled sheepishly. Tom just said, "Good morning, Ben! So is this lovely creature the reason you canceled our dinner plans?"

            Ben kissed my neck again and said, "Yes, indeed she is. Sorry I didn't tell you, but I figured we'd catch up today at some point and I'd explain everything. This is Annie. We met yesterday morning."

            Tom crossed the hallway and shook my hand. I knew I had to be blushing a lovely shade of red as my cheeks felt like they were on fire. I never felt so star struck in my life. He was even more gorgeous in person. He had been the sole reason I had agreed to go to the convention with Kathy; I had wanted to meet Tom Hiddleston and nothing else mattered. Then the nose bleed happened and Ben had come up to me to assist; I fell into those beautiful blue eyes of his and never looked back. He was even more handsome in person than in photos or on TV. When the sound of his deep, rich voice tenderly resonated in my ears when he spoke to me the first time, I shivered. It did even more to me when he softly moaned in my ear. Tom was gorgeous and confident about it; he was a shameless flirt. Ben was gorgeous and oblivious to it; he was shy in a lot of ways and that was arousing to me. I turned to give him a quick kiss and then said, "I'm sorry guys, but I really need to go get ready if we're going to be on time. Tom, it was nice to meet you."

            I then headed down the hallway toward the elevators. I heard Kathy yell, "Wait up!" as she rushed to be by my side.

            She was quiet while we waited for the elevator since the guys weren't that far away and when I checked, they were both still standing in the hallway staring at us. Once we were inside the empty elevator, she said, "Did you really do what I think you did?"

            "Depends on what you think I did," I replied with a smirk.

            "Did you have sex with Ben?!"

            "If that's what you think I did, than you would be correct."

            She squealed and said, "Oh my god! I could tell he was into you, but I didn't think he was going to get into you!"

            I laughed at that statement. The elevator doors opened and we went down the hall to our room. I opened the door and went in while saying I needed to take a shower. She replied, "That's fine, I took one already."

            "Oh, a little good morning delight in the shower with Tom?"

            She just giggled in response. I laughed too and got my things to take a shower. The irony of all this didn't escape me. I had been excited to meet Tom while she had been excited to meet Ben. I ended up in Ben's arms and she ended up in Tom's arms. The world could be a strange place.

***********

            When we got to the convention center, we were escorted to the hall where his Q&A session was being held. He kissed me quickly before he went backstage. His assistant had a chair brought in for me; apparently there was a precise number and I was an extra. My chair was on the very end, but in the front row. I would be able to see him well, but would hopefully be inconspicuous. I no sooner sat down than the doors opened on the far end and people began filing in. I had a few strange looks from the first ones in who were sitting on the far side where I was. The girl who sat next to me noticed the gold badge I wore around my neck that said VIP. She pointed to it and asked how someone got one of those. I looked down and replied, "You have to know the right people apparently."

            She smirked, but said nothing else. The hall was soon full and we only waited a short time before our host came out to greet people and talk briefly. When he introduced Ben, who walked out onto the stage immediately, I thought I was going to go deaf from the noise. He spotted me immediately and winked at me. It wasn't missed by the girls around me who all squealed in joy because each of them thought it was meant for her. I was the only one in the audience not fangirling like a maniac. The noise soon died down considerably and the questions began. There were several people working the event, in the audience with microphones, who were going around and passing the microphones to people so they could ask their questions. Frankly, I began getting bored quickly; most of the questions were pretty lame. Ben graciously answered them and made jokes as well. I took out my phone and texted Kathy to see how her VIP guest visit with Tom was going. I soon learned she was having a lot more fun than I was. Finally a young woman, who didn't look a day over twenty, sitting on the far side of the audience from me, asked Ben if he had a girlfriend. Finally a question peaked my interest. I actually held my breath to see how he would respond. He noticeably blushed a deep crimson and stammered out, "Yeah, actually I do. We just met though, so I'm not sure how'd she feel about me discussing it with everyone."

            He glanced my way with a big smile on his face and winked at me again. I could feel my own cheeks flushing crimson. The girls sitting closest to me noticed the direction he had looked and winked; they all turned to stare at me. The one sitting next to me who had asked about my VIP badge said, "So that's how you get a golden ticket around here."

            I glared at her and said, "You snooze, you lose honey!"

            She turned away and ignored me. I tried to pay attention, but it only got interesting near the end when someone asked about the Hamlet play he had done a few months previously and the questions and conversation turned toward Shakespeare. At least that was an interesting topic.

            It finally ended and Ben left the stage. People began filing out. I had no idea what I should do since no one had mentioned it. I looked to my right and saw Ben's personal assistant approaching me, so I remained where I was. He leaned over and said, "Come with me please, Mr. Cumberbatch is waiting for you backstage."

            I got up to quickly follow him up the stage stairs and to the door Ben had exited through. We were soon reunited and he kissed me passionately. "Are you ready to go for lunch? It'll probably take us half an hour or more to get out of here and to the restaurant."

            "Yes, I'm ready to go."

            He took my hand and we joined security to make our way out of the building and to the waiting car. We had a table in a private section of the restaurant so we wouldn't have to be worried about being disturbed. I'm pretty sure a few people outside took our picture as we went by hand in hand. We had a wonderful, leisurely lunch, then went back to the convention center. We still had half an hour before his movie panel, so we sat together in a posh armchair in the lounge and made out like a couple of teenagers. I was sitting on his lap in such a manner that he could easily kiss my lips and neck while his hands roamed all over my body. He was especially fond of roughly massaging my butt. When we finally came up for air, he said, "I can't wait to get you back to the hotel after this. I absolutely have to have more of you. I'm so aroused right now that if we had time, I'd take you right here."

            "We do have time," I said as I unfastened his pants.

            "Darling, I have slightly more than fifteen minutes before I have to be out there and only about ten before my assistant gets here."

            "That's long enough," I replied as I hopped up to lock the door.

            When I came back, he had pulled down his pants and was waiting for me. I hurriedly kicked off my shoes and removed my pants. I climbed into the chair on my knees, straddling him and settled myself on top of his hard shaft. It felt so good to have that hard cock up inside of me. I wasted no time in riding him hard while he rocked his hips in rhythm with my movements so we could get each other off quickly. It didn't take long for both of us to reach our climaxes simultaneously since we were going at it so fast and hard. Afterward, he held me close for a few minutes and breathlessly said, "That was wonderful. I'm glad you talked me into it; I'll be able to focus a lot better now."

            I kissed him tenderly and moved off his lap so I could dress. He pulled up his pants and straightened up his appearance before going to unlock the door. Seconds after he unlocked it, his assistant was at the door to tell him it was time to go. He turned to me and asked if I would be joining him. I asked if it was ok if I skipped this one and went to explore the convention for a while. He kissed my forehead and said it was fine; he'd text me when it was over and tell me where to meet him. We walked out together, but I went a different direction once we were in the main hall.

            I texted Kathy to see what she was up to. Apparently she was sticking to Tom like glue, because she was at another event with him. I decided to enjoy myself even if I was alone. I wandered through the convention booths, talked to random people and even bought a couple of souvenirs. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going or to the time so when Ben finally texted me to tell me where to meet him, I realized I was considerably far away from where I needed to be. I texted back my reply that it might take me a while because I'd wandered quite far. He quickly answered that I should stay where I was and he'd send security to retrieve me so they could escort me through the back and bring me directly to the exit we would be using. Within ten minutes I noticed a security guard approaching me with a smartphone in his hand; he asked me if I was Annie, to which I confirmed I was. He then showed me the photo he had on the phone of Ben and me from yesterday just before he deleted it and asked me to follow him. While we walked to a door that would take us into the heart of building, he radioed that he'd found me and we were on our way. I stayed close to him so I wouldn't get lost and ten minutes later I was reunited with Ben. He gave me a hug and quick kiss before saying, "I have some potentially bad news."

            I felt my heart hit my feet. "What is it?"

            "Someone found out and spread the word about where and roughly when I planned to leave. There's a large group of fans outside that is being kept back, but they probably all have cameras. I really don't want people taking your picture and invading your privacy that way. I would like to cover you in some manner and walk you out to the vehicle. Do you trust me to lead you that way?"

            "Of course I do Ben. Thank you for doing this."

            He kissed my forehead while he caught the sweater his assistant tossed to him. We moved to the door leading outside and Ben took the sweater to position it to cover my head from behind. He instructed me to put my head on his shoulder, which I did while I leaned into him so he could cover me. His assistant made certain my head was covered and I felt Ben put his arm over my head to hold it in place. He put his other arm around my back. I heard the door open and felt Ben step forward so I moved with him. I soon heard the screams and catcalls of the women outside. It seemed like we didn't walk far before I heard the sound of a vehicle's door being opened. Ben released my back and said, "Turn to your right and climb in; I'll keep you covered."

            I did as he said and soon found myself inside of an SUV with darkly tinted windows. Ben climbed in right behind me and shut the door. "That wasn't so bad," he said as he leaned over to kiss me.

            I said nothing in reply as the vehicle moved out to take us to our hotel. I was quiet on the ride and he asked if I was all right. "I just have a lot on my mind, I guess."

            He accepted my answer and left me to my thoughts on the ride, but he did hold my hand. There was no one to dodge when the SUV pulled up in front of the hotel, but Ben still moved quickly to get us out and inside. We were soon safely away from prying eyes in the privacy of his hotel suite. He wasted no time in pinning me to the wall and kissing me passionately. He soon picked me up and carried me to the bed where he laid me on it and began to immediately undress me. Once I was naked, he slowly, undressed in an erotic teasing manner. I'd never been so aroused by watching a man undress. He then crawled onto the bed next to me and began kissing my neck. He licked and gently nipped at the hollow of my throat where it connected to my collarbone. I moaned softly. "Do you like that baby?" He whispered.

            "Yes," I replied through another moan.

            He continued to lick and suck on my neck, biting me occasionally. I moaned every time his teeth touched my flesh. He moved up to nibble on my earlobe before he whispered, "Can I tie you up?"

            "Only if you use your silk ties and spank me."

            His chuckle was low and sexy. "As you wish, my Dear."

            He got up to go to his suitcase and remove a few of his ties. I rolled over and got on my knees. He bound my wrists together and then I leaned forward so he could tie them to the crossbar on the headboard. "When I'm done spanking you, I'm tying your legs to the footboard posts."

            He then leaned over and kissed my back, starting at my shoulders and slowly working his way down to my butt while his hands roamed everywhere. He then slapped me across both butt cheeks with his hand. I moaned and said, "You can do better than that."

            He slapped me again, harder this time and quickly followed it up with two more, each harder than the one before it. I moaned even louder. On the fourth slap, he kept his hand on my butt and slid his fingers down to slip them into my slit and massage my clit slowly. "You are so wet baby."

            "I love being spanked," I replied between my moans.

            He withdrew his hand to slap me again. This time when he slid his hands between my folds of flesh, he put two fingers into my hole and began to fuck me with them. I was moaning uncontrollably and could feel that sweet tension building in my pelvis. He withdrew his hand suddenly and told me, "Not yet my dear. I'm not finished playing with you."

            He then moved to untie my wrists and ordered me to roll over and lay down. I did as he commanded and he tied my wrists together again. He then picked up two more ties and moved to secure each ankle to the lower bed posts. When he finished, my legs were spread wide open. He crawled between them, up to my breasts and began licking and sucking on them. He even nibbled at my nipples and the surrounding skin. He very slowly made his way down my body, licking and sucking on my flesh like I was the world's best tasting lollipop. He finally reached my slit where he spread the folds of flesh open before he shoved his tongue in there and licked me from bottom to top, like he'd started it out before. I was so aroused this time that I shivered and moaned loudly. He stopped after that first lick and said, "I hope you're not about to come already."

            "No, it just felt amazing."

            "Good girl, because it's not time for that."

            He then began to tease me ruthlessly with his tongue. He flicked my clit with it before drawing it up between his lips to suck it vigorously. I could feel my orgasm coming closer. He then shoved two fingers inside my hole and slid them all the way up to that magical spot that made me moan even louder and brought my orgasm to the point that it could go off at any time. I could feel that sweet peak edge closer as he rubbed that spot vigorously and sucked my clit simultaneously. I arched my back and prepared for it to explode when he suddenly jerked away from me and said firmly, "NOT YET!"

            I groaned in frustration as I panted from my excitement. I opened my eyes to see what he was doing. He just sat between my legs and stroked my inner thighs lightly with his fingers. "Why did you stop?"

            He laughed low and sexy. "I'm not ready for you come yet."

            He then leaned over and kissed my inner thighs, staying away from my slit. I moaned again when he suddenly began licking my thighs. He inched closer to the sweet apex between my legs, but didn't touch it again. I groaned and said, "Oh god, I don't know if I can stand this."

            "I'm not god, but I am your Master. If you want to come, beg me for it," he said as he kissed all of the skin around my clitoris.

           I moaned loudly before I said, "Please?"

            "Please what?"

            "Please make me come!"

            "Who am I?" He asked as he slowly and lightly teased his tongue over my clitoris and the surrounding skin.

            "Please Master! Make me come!"

            He then drew my clitoris up into his mouth and sucked hard. He quickly brought me to edge of ecstasy, but once again withdrew from me before I tumbled over that precipice into the pool of delightful satisfaction that awaited me below. I screamed, "NOOO!"

            He laughed wickedly as he slid up over me to plunge his rock hard cock deep within my hole. His movements were so apathetic that I groaned out my frustrations again. "I'm not ready for you to come yet darling. Keep holding it so we can come together. It feels so good when we come together."

            He gradually increased the pace of his thrusts in such a manner that it was driving me mad with the desire to come. I kept trying to hold onto it since I wanted to reach it at the same time he did. I was soon sweating from my efforts, but he wasn't done teasing me yet. He suddenly began thrusting at a maniacal speed. I screamed as I was so close that holding it was nearly impossible. "MASTER! DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP THIS TIME!"

            He raised himself up more so that he was plunging all the way into me. He began moaning loudly too. "Go ahead baby! Let it go!"

            I relaxed slightly as I arched my back and felt my climax peak like an explosion from my pelvis. I sprayed his pelvis with fluid as the spasms kept coming. I felt him unload in me as he groaned out his own intense pleasure. His movements finally ceased and he sat up, panting hard. We both sounded like a couple of sprinting runners recovering at the finish line. Once he could speak intelligibly, he said, "You made a mess all over me young lady. Now come here and clean it up."

            "You have to untie me first, Master."

            He grinned when I addressed him as Master. He leaned over and untied my legs than moved to untie my wrists. He then laid back on the bed as I moved to hover over him and lick my own juices off his pelvis and cock. He laid there watching me, moaning softly. "It's so fucking hot to watch you do that. Do you like it? Do you think you taste good?"

            I paused to say, "Of course I do."

            He then grabbed me and pulled me up to his lips where he kissed me. He soon released me and said, "You're delicious my pet."

            "Thank you Master," I replied before kissing him again.

            When I withdrew, I asked, "Is there any other way I can please you Master?"

            He laughed and said, "Not right now my pet. I need to go shower if we're going to dinner. Oh that reminds me, the events I was supposed to attend tomorrow have been canceled from some reason, and so we'll have all day long to pleasure each other as often as we can manage."

            He then got up and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I realized I had none of my clothes with me, so I put on what he'd stripped off of me and popped my head into the bathroom to tell him I had to go back to my room since all of my stuff was there. He replied, "Just get everything and bring it up here after you get ready. We're spending all this time together, you might as well have your stuff here."

            I agreed and then left the room so I could shower and get everything together. Kathy wasn't in our room, not that I expected her to be. I showered, dressed and repacked my suitcase. I left her a note that I stuck on the television, but I also planned to text her later to tell her I would be spending the night with Ben again. I then went back to his room where he had to let me in since I didn't have a keycard. I left all of my stuff in the living room area so we could go on to the restaurant and not be late for our reservation. 


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