Kinky Resort

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“Why do I not have a bag?” I asked.”Because I have everything you need in mine. You have your passport and your boarding pass. That’s all you need.”I huffed but was secretly pleased. Jeremiah had promised/threatened to take me on a last minute vacation for years but I never thought he’d do it. Yet, here I was, sitting in first class, flying to somewhere on the Yucatan Coast. I sipped a glass of champagne and peppered him with questions until he threatened to turn me over his lap and spank me right there on the plane. He said this LOUDLY and several other people encouraged him to follow through. Two even offered their assistance. Even the flight attendant laughed. I clamped my mouth shut and said never another word.The plane landed at a private field where we were ushered into a waiting limousine as were all the other occupants of the plane. I was offered another glass of champagne which I gratefully accepted. When we pulled up to the resort, Jeremiah looked and me and said, “I need you to strip out of your clothes now.”I gasped and spun my head to see the name of the resort. Desnuda/o Sex hikayeleri I also noticed several other people completely nude in varying degrees of humiliation. I looked back at J who had crossed his arms. Holy Hell! He’d taken me to a kink resort! I couldn’t tell if I was more excited or humiliated, but knowing the consequences, I made a decision. Quickly, I shimmied out of the dress and gave it to him. He shoved it into his bag and handed me a pair of beautiful glass slippers.”That, my dear, is all you will be wearing for the next week. This is a clothing-optional, lifestyle-friendly resort, so don’t be too ashamed. Nonetheless, clothing, aside from those shoes, is not an option for you.”I gulped, finally understanding what was happening. Everyone on the private jet had been coming to this same place. Sure enough, as J was checking us in, I saw one woman bent over an over-stuffed chair and belt spanked. She then, eyes red and puffy, stood, stripped, and watched as her dominant shoved her clothing into a trash can. I couldn’t help but notice the glistening Sikiş hikayeleri moisture between her thighs despite her red cheeks and ass.I looked up at Jeremiah and grinned. I’d always dreamed of coming somewhere like this, but J had always brushed off my suggestion of such a vacation. I bounced up and down with excitement. J simply laughed and we followed the bellhop to our room.The resort would put a five-star hotel to shame. Everything was exquisite. Even the walkways which were trodden primarily by naked feet were swept twice a day and blanketed in flower petals. Our room had a whirlpool tub, a walk in shower big enough for two, a king sized bed with soft blankets, lush carpet, a couch, three chairs, a large ottoman, and a minibar. Because of the “no butt juice on furniture” rule, those of us who were either by choice or by rule nude, wore a headscarf or waist scarf of some type so that it could be used as a barrier between our bottoms and the delightfully expensive furniture. Sometimes, J simply insisted that I either kneel or sit on the ground, Erotik hikaye floor, or sand depending upon our location. I loved it.As with many resorts, there were games. Each morning, it was “Whose hand Is It?” The “bottom” would bend over on the low fence surrounding one of the pools. Then, Doms or “Hands” would have one opportunity to wallop the bottom in order to leave a distinctive hand print. Naturally, couples were encouraged to mingle. For this game, a judge was chosen – sometimes several – and then had to match the handprint with the bottom. If the judge chose correctly, the winning Hand was awarded a bottle of champagne and a specially tooled leather paddle which, hopefully, could be shared with said bottom.This morning, my bottom’s “hand” was correctly chosen. The force of the blow immediately elicited tears and a scream but winning that champagne that the lady (yes! Lady!) graciously gave to me was well worth the sting. Apparently, she herself didn’t drink but saw no reason not to participate in the game.Jeremiah was thrilled, not only with the bottle but also with my humiliation at the hand of another woman. I’m totally straight, but he does love to have me indulge in a little female dominance from time to time. In all honestly, I can’t complain because it’s worth it just to see the look of pride and arousal on his face.

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