I can hear people walking past our little curtain. Expecting someone to come in and eject us at any moment.
a short length of stark white soft nylon cord and also a yellow ladder leash. The leash is just a piece of cheap yellow cotton cord.
I love the feel of your butt through the fabric. The curve is perfect for my hand. This is mine.
I wrap her wrists a few times around and slide the clasp down snug, but not too tight. Lifting her hands over her head I quickly tie them to the headboard.
Her eyes tracking my every move.
As I come through the door, Stacy is walking past. White dress with a small print and black spaghetti straps. Tight black apron over the outfit. Super hot.
She is like a violin now. Singing at my command. I slide my hand down her abdomen, through her warm triangle. Fingers sample her wetness…
The highlight of the week was meeting VegasSweetheart the first night of the trip. We have been corresponding for a while.
She is silent. Waiting. Face planted in the seat cushion. Hands to either side for support. I step up and give her a light spank. She yelps playfully.
I press myself in behind her. Pinning her against the sink facing the mirror, I grab a fistful of hair in one hand
She stops for a moment, and replies “yes sir” followed by her sexy rumbling chuckle. Then ever so slowly she goes back to the task at hand. I continue with my end of the bargain as well.
I wrap her wrists up in a white rope. I create a pair of rope handcuffs. She is mesmerized by the white rope as I wind the loops and tie off.
Time to get down to business.
I arrange a one night getaway across the bay. Google some good bondage knots. Pack my toothbrush, an assortment of rope, carabiners, candles, a small board, and a box of condoms.