KARMA . . .

 

Locked into four inescapable leather wrist and ankle cuffs and chained spread eagle to our Hotel Bed . . . the image of my Mistress in her head to toe leather corset, black leather skirt and 6 inch heeled thigh high boots still running through my mind . . .

My ass still hurting from the {Smack!} of her riding crop for talking when not asked a question. That won't be a problem again since I have a fully pumped up gag strapped in place. I even got to pump it myself so it's right at my limit.

My cock is rock hard and wrapped tightly with a half dozen leather shoelaces knotted in place by my Mistress . . . Normally this alone would be more then enough pain given to a Slave to keep a Mistress happy . . . not for this Lucky Winner . . .

She took time to fully slather my hardened cock and balls with Red Hot brand of Sex lube . . . it's called Red Hot for a reason . . . I didn't feel this type of burning since I spilt Hot Coffee in my lap. Big difference though, the Hot Coffee quickly Cools Down while this Sex lube slowly Heats Up.

Now I'm pulling even harder on my bondage and have fully realized I'm not going anywhere unless my Mistress decides to release me . . . the burning in my cock and balls growing . . . for some dumb reason I get another whiff of that horrible perfume from earlier as the thought of that experience and close call causes me to shudder.

I'm sure Heather remembered the [DO NOT DISTURB] sign this time, but the door to our Hotel Room slowly opens anyway as I get my first glance of green satin and the front of a suitcase I don't recognize . . .

 

THE DEAL . . .

 

 

Back in Vegas for another week with my Girlfriend Heather. We've been dating for 7 years now and every year we come here to Celebrate. I've tried over and over explaining to her how we should really expand our sexual horizons as a way to celebrate.

 

I mean she's sexy as hell and has a firm Cross-Fit body that could win some competitions, but she only uses that body for plain old vanilla sex, snuggling, kissing and an occasional hand job.

 

She keeps telling me once we get Married she'll do any and all the sex things I want to do. Blow jobs, 69, Spanking, Anal, Bondage. She promises anything goes. Well this is the year all of this finally happens. I even brought an extra suitcase just full of potential.

 

Telling Heather she needs to wear her sexiest and fanciest dress for something very special, I wait in our room while she's finishing getting ready in the second room of our Suite. We've been here so many times and have spent (aka Lost) so much money this Hotel always upgrades us for free.

 

Out comes Heather with her perfect blonde hair done in an updo and her body draped in a silk form fitting long purple dress. She went with lipstick of a lighter purple to go with the dress and shoes. Heather walks very slow and somewhat unsteady from her nerves because she has expectations of what the special thing may be.