"Do you know that the official gift to give for your third wedding anniversary is leather?"
Oliver smiled at his wife and waited for her response.
"Really? Did you get me leather?" Krista giggled. She ran her hand up and down his thigh, watching him squirm.
"Maybe. Want to give me a blow job while I drive?"
Oliver grinned. She never turned down blowing him in public. She leaned over and undid his pants, wrapping her lips around his cock. Her blue skirt was tight around her hips and he knew she was wearing the green lace thong. He moaned softly and continued the drive along the straight highway.
Oliver and Krista had known each other almost all their lives. They had begun as friends and after she graduated from college, had begun to date. They were not each other's first so it took a while to figure out each other's limits. They had just recently found out that they both enjoyed some light bondage and spanking.
"Oh yeah baby. Flick that stud against my pee hole." Oliver was trying to concentrate on the road. His wife had the cutest little tongue ring in the world and she would run it against the tip of his cock, flicking it gently. Krista grinned and wiggled her butt. He held back his orgasm. She didn't like swallowing or even tasting his cum, but he knew that she loved sucking his cock.
Krista felt the car slow down and she fixed his cock back into his pants and sat up. They had pulled off the main highway and were driving up to a large building that looked like a small castle.
"Wow this place is amazing." Krista kissed Oliver's cheek and got out of the car. She went to grab the bags, but the porter arrived and placed their bags on the cart.
"You must be the Stantons. Is this all your luggage?" The young porter looked at the couple and wondered who had brought whom to this hotel. Most times, he was right at his guess.
"Yeah it is. Thanks." Oliver handed the porter a large bill and then walked hand in hand with his wife to check in.
The hotel was high class. There were marble floors, leather couches, and a fountain in the middle of the foyer. Oliver checked them in and then walked towards their room.
"We're on the first floor sweetie. It overlooks the pool. I knew you'd want to suntan during the day." Krista grinned. She was addicted to sun tanning. Her skin was a dark brown already and summer had barely started. She loved how her dark skin made her blonde hair lighter. She also loved how Oliver reacted when he saw her tan lines. She tanned topless with a thong on the bottom. Her pussy lips and a small patch of skin above her clit was a stark white. The rest of her was tanned.
They entered the room and Krista gasped. She couldn't believe her eyes. The room had a king sized bed in the middle. No headboard or footboard. It was almost four feet above the floor and had a rich flowing bed skirt. The sheets were red and the bed itself was on a raised platform. There were French doors that led out to the pool area and another set of French doors that she assumed led to the bathroom. The dresser was a black shiny mahogany and their luggage had already been placed neatly on the dresser.
"Fuck."
"You like?" Oliver walked over. Krista was always honest and upfront. It was something he loved about her.
"Yeah. Now tell me the truth. You didn't just randomly tell me about the leather. Tell me what we really get to do here."
Olive grinned. He couldn't keep things from his wife. Pulling her close he began to undress her. "You my dear told me you wanted to be controlled sexually. You wanted to be submissive to me. This is your chance. You are not leaving this room until Sunday morning unless I say so. Close your eyes."
Krista did as she was told and felt something tug on her neck. Oliver was wrapping something around her neck and she felt it. It was soft and firm.
"This is your collar for the weekend my pet. It is your anniversary present. It is leather and cost a small fortune. You will wear it until I ask you to take it off."
Oliver spoke harshly to Krista, but knew she was aroused. Her nipples were pressed against her blue silk blouse and her lips flushed to a deep red when she was horny.
"Yes."
"Undress and lay on the bed. I will come to you when I'm ready. No touching."
Krista eagerly undressed. He was watching her carefully. She removed her shirt and bra and then wiggled out of her skirt. Krista's body was amazing. She had been a gymnast in high school and was not as developed as she should be. She had gotten breast surgery before the wedding and her D cup breasts looked twice as big considering she was not even five feet tall. She wiggled out of her panties and then lay on her stomach on the bed. The sheets felt like velvet and she squirmed around a bit.
"No squirming. Don't you dare rub that clit ring of yours against the bed sheets." Oliver knew what his wife was doing. A skill she had that was so sexy. She could rub her clit ring in circles against a surface and make herself orgasm. Krista stopped moving and closed her eyes.
***
Oliver watched his wife breath deeply on the bed. The diamonds in her wedding ring were sparkling as the late afternoon sun shone through the window. He undressed and removed a few items from his bag.
Smack. The loud sound echoed through the room. He had a leather whip in his right hand and had smacked it hard against her left butt cheek.
"Ooo." Krista had been asleep until she felt the spank. She knew it was neither his hand nor one of her hairbrushes. He spanked her again and this time she felt the stinging on her skin.
"Tell me why you're a bad girl. Tell me or I'll keep spanking you." Oliver cracked the whip hard against both her buttocks and then massaged them hard with his hands. Her tanned skin was quickly turning a deep shade of red.
"I want sex all the time." Krista blurted out those words and her mind raced as to how true that was. "I'm always horny. I want to fuck you all the time. I love fucking you so much."
"What else?" Oliver had spread her legs and spanked her pussy lips. The whip was coated in her juices, but he didn't care. He held the handle tightly as the looped leather cracked against over her skin.
"I won't swallow your cum. I act like a princess always wanting things. I'm a spoiled brat."
Oliver moaned. His cock was so hard and swaying back and forth each time he spanked her. The sheets under her pussy were soaking and he wondered if she had had a small orgasm yet.
"You are a spoiled brat. You are a bitch too. You want jewelry, a car, and clothing. You only wanted to marry me because I'm rich." Oliver spanked her so hard that a large red welt on her ass began to ooze droplets of blood. Krista cried out, but she continued moaning.
"I wanted to marry you because I wanted to fuck your hard throbbing cock." Krista was beyond aroused. She had never felt like this before and it scared her. Her body was burning with desire. Her clit was pulsing and her nipples were tingling. She pushed her legs together, but she couldn't cum. She was so far gone that her body couldn't orgasm.
