Couple explores the kinky side for night.
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A late night TV show triggered a bet with my wife while we were watching a program about Kink Bed & Bath. The program featured a woman dressed in a red leather harness bra top and a leather bikini bottom being lead around by a dog collar, I said "I can't imagine you doing that, you're too conservative.
"You would be surprised what I might do in that environment."
It might have been the margaritas talking, "I'll bet you wouldn't last an hour."
"Think so? Well, I'm ready to put my money where my mouth is, How about you?"
I usually decline to bet her because she always seems to win, but this one I figured I could win.
"Ok you're on, if you lose you pay for dinner at Morton's, if you win you can have a weekend at that spa you are always talking about."
We were planning to travel out to San Francisco in a few weeks, then going up the coast to visit friends in Santa Rosa and see wine country. So I searched for a Kink B&B in San Francisco for a one night experience.
I told Susan I made reservations at a Kink B&B and she almost looked like she would back out. I didn't tell her I talked to the host and told her about our bet and how I wanted to test her for at least an hour. She said it's often her experience that once someone tries it they are hooked and will go on all day once just they are properly acclimated. She said she would make the experience a memorable one for us both.
"Exactly where is this B&B?"
"It's not in the downtown area and has its own parking. It's a motor lodge."
I showed her an online picture of the room and it looked like any other motel room, TV, shower, etc.
"It doesn't appear kinky, you sure you got the right place?"
In the pictures people are walking around dressed normally not a hint of kinkiness.
Once we landed in San Francisco, we picked up our rental car and set off for the B&B.
Pulling up to the entrance of the motor lodge Susan asked, "Anything look out of the normal to you?
"No, it looks spotless and well maintained?
"Did you notice the flags?"
"Yes, they seem very festive with all the multi colors."
She looked at me in disbelief, "They are gay pride flags."
It still didn't click with me until I saw the desk clerk, Dan, in his leather harness outfit complete with leather chaps.
"Oh, shit", I thought to myself, this is for real.
The Dan was nice enough although I didn't really want to see his ass hang out. By now Susan was look at me with that "what did I get myself into" look. We were informed that our host will met us in an hour after we get settled in our room. Dan said he would show us to our rooms and to follow him. I could see Susan watching his ass as he walked down the hall to the elevators, she looked amused, probably because she knew it made me uncomfortable.
After Dan showed us the room, he said come back down and meet our host, "Mistress Crystal"
After Dan left Susan just burst out laughing, "You should have seen your face walking behind Dan."
"Mistress Crystal, what a hoot. This is like a grade "d" porn movie, I hope it gets better."
Susan took a shower and put on short shorts and a tank top sans bra. Nothing kinky here yet.
Dan led us to a small room in the back of what appeared to be an event room. Neither room looked like anything kinky, no racks, stocks or chains just a plain room where you could have a birthday party. I was beginning to think this was the wrong place, but then Mistress Crystal appeared, her high heel boots clicking on the tile floor as she strode over to us.
Mistress crystal wasn't what we expected, she was drop dead gorgeous about 5'5" and somewhat petite, long brown hair and dressed in a white latex top and matching short skirt that just about covered her pussy. The top was so form fitting you could see her nipples straining to be free. She held a leather riding crop and pointed it at Susan, "Is she the subject?"
"Uh, yes it's me."
"That's yes Mistress." She said in a husky voice that commanded obedience.
She didn't look anything like her voice and her stare was seriously wicked. You immediately knew she was in command and wouldn't take any shit from anyone.
Susan playing along, "Yes Mistress?"
She ran the crop over Susan's body, starting at her neck and down to her crotch. She used crop to lift up her shirt to just below her breasts. Susan started to say something, but mistress put the crop to her mouth to shush her objections.
"Remember to address me as Mistress, and never speak unless asked."
Susan nodded that she understood, she was going to play along even though it appeared to be a prank.
Mistress Crystal explained as she touched Susan's neck with the crop, "You will be down here promptly at six o'clock to change into your evening attire. If you are late you will be punished, understood? Tonight you be will part of the fiesta, with the other subjects and I will be guiding your training. Are you a willing subject, ready to follow my commands?"
Susan smiling, like it was funny, "Yes Mistress."
"Good, be back here at six," giving me a wink and she turned and left.
"Bob do you know what the attire she is planning for me to wear?"
"No, but I'm sure it's going to be something festive, maybe even colorful."
We better get going and eat dinner so we can be back before six.
There was an enchanting outdoor cafe just around the corner from the motor lodge. We shared some Mexican fajitas and enchiladas, washing it down with pitcher of sangria. Susan drank at least three full glasses, like it was drinking grape juice.
While we eating things were happening in the street, barricades blocked off the traffic, people were putting up banners and decorations. It looked like the fiesta was going to be here in the street.
Susan's legs were wobbly when she got up, "That was some strong grape juice."
Fortunately we only had to walk around the corner to get back.
We arrived a few moments before six and Mistress was waiting for us. "Good, you made it right on time, I thought I would have to punish you right off the bat."
Susan looked at me and whispered, "Punish, sure glad that didn't happen. We B good."
Mistress Crystal took what looked like a black leather studded dog collar and moved to Susan, as she fastened it around her neck. "You will be wearing this for the night."
Then she attached a leash to the collar, "Come along slave, it's time to change into your party clothes."
Susan didn't move fast enough for Mistress. "Whack" across her butt with the crop got her attention. Now Susan trotted along behind Mistress into the back room.
"Take off your clothes slave."
Mistress was about to give her another whack for noncompliance, but Susan quickly disrobed down to her panties.
"Off with them too."
"But, I..."
Before she could complete the sentence, whack with the crop across her butt.
Standing naked before Mistress Crystal, she didn't know what to try to cover up, her tits or pussy.
Mistress pushed the crop to her crotch, "That thing could use a good trim, it looks like an out of control forest down there."