We were both tired now and it was getting late in the day. I ordered room service and we cuddled on the bed until it arrived. She fed me dinner until I tired of it and then I allowed her to eat as well.
She showered first while I watched and then I joined her so she could wash my body. She was creative and soaped up her boobs and used them as a sponge to wash me with. It was luxurious. We stayed in the shower for some time, needlessly washing each other repeatedly.
It was time to sleep and I wanted her to have a complete experience as a slave so I used zip-ties to bind her hands in front of her before bed and she slept that way. Whenever I would get up to go to the bathroom, I would roughly grab her hair and force her mouth on my cock for a few strokes before going back to sleep.
In the morning, I ordered room service for breakfast and left her hands bound for the meal. I was starting to think about the day's events when she came to me and knelt. I could see that she was nervous about something.
"slave, you may speak."
"Master, may I be excused to go outside and smoke?"
I knew she was a smoker and she knew that I didn't like it and generally would not have a slave or a sub that smoked. But I had made an exception with the understanding that she would not smoke during that weekend. What she hadn't counted on was that I was not going to let her out of the room for the entire weekend.
I looked at her. Her eyes were lowered and I could tell that she was nervous about displeasing me. I thought about the situation and came up with a plan.
"I will let you go outside sometime today to smoke. But there are conditions. First, I won't let you go right now because I want your addiction to torture you and I want to enjoy that. So you will have to beg for being allowed to smoke repeatedly until I grant it. I will dress you before you go out and you will be punished for leaving me."
"When you return from your smoke, I will cane you on the front of the thighs with 5 strokes and you will have some corner time. In addition, if I am bothered by the smell of smoke on your clothes, hair or breath, you will get 5 more strokes on the back of your thighs."
"If you get the lesser punishment, if we go out later for dinner, you will be permitted to wear a long skirt or pants so your welts are not visible. If you get the greater punishment, you will go out in a skirt so your shame is visible to others. Do you understand all of this?"
"Yes, Master."
"Have you ever been caned before?"
"You know I haven't Master." I gave her a light slap to the face.
"Answer the question and don't be impudent."
"No Master, this will be my first caning."
"Well I guess I will be taking more than one cherry from you this weekend."
"Now I want you to give me as massage with the baby oil. Once you cover me with it, I want you to slide your body all over mine as a massage. "
"Yes Master. May I please smoke first?"
"No. Now get busy with the baby oil." I punctuated this with a hard smack on her ass.
Numbered in the top 10 pleasures a Man can experience from a woman has to include the sensation of a slippery, curvy woman sliding her body over yours. I enjoyed it so much that I started to get an erection after a while.
"Master, may I use my hands on your cock?"
"Yes slave, cock, balls, ass. You may indulge yourself."
Once again I was the beneficiary of her extensive vanilla experience. Her hands were magic and I found myself getting close to cumming much faster than I wanted. I started to try to hold off when she deftly slid her finger into my anus and touched my prostate. The combination of surprise and stimulation caused me to erupt and my hips heaved upwards. She was prepared and had put her mouth over my cock so she caught the stream of cum as it pulsed out.
"Jesus, that was intense!"
She didn't reply because she was already in position with her cum-bucket mouth open for inspection. It took me a minute to be able to stand and when I did, I rubbed the cum off the tip of my cock onto her face. I looked down at her and smiled. "You are quite a good girl." She smiled back at me, as much as a woman can with her mouth open and filled to cum. "You may swallow."
I laid back on the bed because my intensity had been sucked out by this good girl. She laid beside me and whispered, "Master, may I speak?"
"You may."
"While you are resting Master, may I slip outside?"
"Yes you may. But I need to dress you first."
I had her stand up and put her hands over her head. I got my tit-tying rope out of my bag and carefully tied up each boob, tightly enough that each breast was firm with minimal droop. She was fascinated by the process and obviously perplexed.
"OK, slave find a nice knit top and put it on. Let's see how Master's bra looks."