In our hotel room, Amy reached into her suitcase for a pair of wrist cuffs, and looked at me and said, "Strip, and get on the bed on your belly." I did, and she put the cuffs on my wrists, and tied them to the bed posts then produced a cane and
I was sobbing after fifty. She continued til one hundred strokes were delivered as I was crying loudly. She applied cold cream to my red sore buttocks, then undid the cuffs, and rolled me over to see my flaccid penis. "Oh dear, not interested?' she asked, smiling. "Urrrrhh," I mumbled. "Let's see about that. Legs up!" I lifted my legs, and she began stroking my penis with her left hand, with her right index finger in my ass
and I moaned loudly as I shot a load onto my chest. She giggled, and fetched tissue to clean me up. "My turn," she said, as she undressed, and got up and straddled my face.
She gasped and moaned and came several times, then she got off me, to lay down next to me. We lay together quietly, and fell asleep on top of the covers. Later when I got up to pee, I moved her and me under the covers, and we slept through the night.
I woke up first, and went to pee ...and when I returned, she was awake and smiling. "Breakfast ...at the buffet?" I suggested. "Sure," she said, "But first .." She got up and put on a dressing gown, and produced a leather strap and wooden spoon, and sat back down. I smiled, weakly, as she beckoned me over her lap and
I was moaning ... and she stopped. "Get up, now we can take a shower, and go have breakfast." We did, and we did. After dinner, we strolled around the casino for awhile, then went out for some sight seeing. We returned in time for dinner.... and dined at the buffet. Then we returned to our room.
After dinner, back in the hotel room... Amy asked, nonchalantly, "So, how do you feel about ... anal sex?" I answered carefully, "Um giving or receiving?" She chuckled, "Well, either." "As it happens, I, um, enjoy both. Why, did you bring a strap on?" "No, but I got a great one at home. Meanwhile, I enjoy the receiving end, too." "Oh...." "But first, time for some bedtime fun. Shoes and pants off, pile up some pillows on the edge of the bed, and bend over 'em." I did and
"Now the underwear comes off ..." and
I was softly sobbing when she stopped. "That was FUN. Your bottom is BRIGHT red. Now, get up and get naked." I stood up, and stripped, and watched her stripped, then she got on her hands and knees on the bed, butt towards me, and she said, "Come on and fuck my ass!" She had already put out some Anal-eze, so I lubed up her ass and
"Ohhh..." she moaned. "Cum inside me if you want, but then you'll finish me with your tongue." I groaned as I spurted into her rectum. I slowly pulled out, and went to the bathroom to clean up, and returned, to find her on her back, legs spread and
I knelt between her thighs and licked her pussy as she came and came and came again. Gasping, she pushed me away,then pulled me up beside her. We lay together, and fell asleep on top of the covers. Later, I got up to pee, and came back and got us both under the covers, and we slept til morning.
In our hotel room, we stopped, and looked at each other, smiling, and she said, "You ready for this?" "Yes, dear." "Well, then," she said, "Strip ...naked." I did, and watched her undress, to a while full length girdle, and stockings. She produced a hairbrush, and sat on the bench next to the bed, and beckoned me over her lap and
I was sobbing as she continued. She stopped and said, "Now, go stand in the corner, while I finish undressing." I got up and went to the corner
Then she said, "Okay, get over here." I went to her, where she was on her back on the couch, legs spread and
then she said, "Let's move to the bed " ...
She moaned and groaned, and whispered, "Get on top of me..." and
and she came a couple more times then I did. I rolled off her and we lay together, spooning and catching our breath. Then she said, "When's the last time we had something to eat?" "I ... don't really remember." "Let's get dressed and go to the buffet." And, so we did.
Amy and I met, and hit it off well. Early on, we got into a discussion, and ... out of it came the revelation that she is a fan of domestic discipline ...spanking... particular from the side of female-spanking-male. I admitted that I had some interest in this. During the same discussion, I revealed that I was not an advocate of sex before marriage. She was little disappointed, but after some discussion, decided that ... we would wait for our wedding day/night, if it were to happen, we for the first time she would spank me, and the first time we would have sex. Shortly thereafter we got engaged, and set a date for the very near future. It was the second go round for both of us, and decided it did not need to be a big fancy affair. We decided to set it up in Las Vegas. Meanwhile, we had to decide living arrangements. She had a small apartment, as did I, and in the month preceding the wedding, we found a bigger place to share, and went about packing up our personal belongings and moving into the new place. We were settled in the new place the day before we were to leave for Las Vegas ... and decided to NOT sleep together, that first night. The next morning, we rose early, and made the drive to Las Vegas, arriving five hours later. We checked into our hotel, went to the clerk's office and acquired our license. We had a few hours yet before the ceremony was scheduled. We returned to our hotel, changed clothes, and waited for the limo ride to the chapel. We arrived at the chapel. The ceremony was performed. We returned to the hotel.