Now Norman, my Fiance, is normally very vanilla in bed. I love everything else about him, but I am very sexual, and I need variety. Now you callers are wonderful, you ask me to do things, and try things I never would have thought of. You make me feel so good when you stop talking because you can’t talk and cum at the same time, and I hear you moan as you squirt into my bare pussy, or over my 32G tits. However, I did need to address this with him, and I basically told him if he didn’t want to get kinky, it was ok, but I would find a friend that would. That set the fire, and he started reading about Dom/Sub relationships, and even S&M relationships, and the psychology behind them. All of a sudden it clicked to him that it wasn’t “hurting”, but releasing to a submissive to know they were being disciplined. And that’s what brings me back to our vacation. Read the first part HERE.

So now I am cruising around South Florida, lying on my back, convertible top open, wind whipping around my nipples, ball gagged, and blindfolded. I swear my poor cunt was dripping like a faucet that wasn’t turned off. I could tell by the salt in the air that we were on the beach road- A1A. After only a  few minutes, he pulled over and told me to stay still. I couldn’t believe he would leave me like this, but I trust him. After only a few minutes, he came back to me, and I heard the roof close, and he eased my seat up. He left the blindfold on and asked me to cover my boobs. I did, and he came around, opened my door, and helped me stand. He also put something around my neck, and I guessed it was a collar. I then felt a tug and realized it had a leash too. I wanted to ask if I could hold on to his shoulder since I couldn’t see, but I was gagged, and he knew what I was thinking, so he told me to follow the tugs and I would be OK.

Next thing I can say is we walked into a building- I guessed it was the lobby. I heard a couple people there, and they welcomed us both, but I couldn’t reply with more than a grunt. They didn’t seem at all fazed by us, so I guessed we were at some kind of Fetish or Swing club. We went up in an elevator, and I heard Norman holding luggage. We got out, and walked to a room. When we were inside, Norman ripped my dress off, and smacked my ass. He pushed me against the window, so my tits were pressing it and so were my cheeks. He spread my legs and started to finger me hard. My pussy was so wet, that he slid easily between my pussy and ass. I tried to scream, because it felt so good, but I couldn’t. I came so hard and fast that the only thing holding me up was the window!

He then took off the blindfold, and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust. When they did, I saw we were in a hotel, and the window faced inward to a courtyard. We were on the 2nd from top floor, and there were guys at the top all naked, and some jerking off. I realized that I must have been quite a sight, and they enjoyed. Norman then told me how hot I looked, and how wet I was, and led me out of the room. He was now naked as well, and we got into the elevator going up. When the doors opened, and we stepped out, we were overlooking a beautiful Rooftop pool and party area. Even at this time of night, there were people swimming naked, fucking on the side of the pool, and just hanging out. A few of the guys that watched me came over, and Norman told them they could do anything but fuck me, that was to happen later…