He slides his wet finger into my mouth as he calls out, "Be right there." He gets up, throws on his fluffy robe, and opens the door. It's room service with our breakfast. I note the red jacket and black R just as the guidebook indicated.
The Roissy staff member is an older man with average looks. He doesn't seem overly kinky, then again, looks can be deceiving. He quickly delivers the food and exits with just the slightest glance at me. I look down and realize that my robe is somewhat open and I'm flashing a considerable amount of skin. I can feel myself blushing. I shake my head as I still sometimes get shy about the most ridiculous things.
I join Derek at the table. I have a deep love of breakfast food and waste no time digging in. "I expect Rachel to show up anytime but decided to start looking through the guidebook until she arrives. How did you sleep?"
"Great. You wore me out woman."
I laugh. "You had better eat some more then because you're going to need to keep your strength and your cock up for this week."
I finish breakfast and flip through the guidebook as I drink my coffee. "It looks like one of our first stops will be to get our temporary tattoos." I read on from the guidebook and its information about using temporary tattoos on the upper left arms of guests to indicate pertinent information. "There's a symbol for bonded couples as well as a bonded sub or bonded Dom, a symbol for males only, females only, transgender, verified STD free, no reproductive risk, condoms only, pets, slaves, masters, and free use individuals."
He pauses with his fork half raised to his mouth, "What do they mean by free use?"
I continue reading... "Free use individuals are guests or staff that choose to be publicly available to any interested parties for a variety of sex acts. They may have their upper left arm marked as such or they may be found at designated stations accessible to any guest. Some are also wearing specific attire marking them as such." I show you a picture in the guidebook that shows a woman and man in the 'free use' uniform. It has a very slave Princess Leia vibe. "It goes on to recommend that we both get our temporary tattoos so that I don't have to wear my collar the whole time if I choose and it points out that not all 'collared' couples use an actual collar"... Interesting stuff.
Derek finishes eating and starts reading the guidebook as well. "Wow, there's a public gathering in the ballroom every night if we choose to attend."
"There are smaller more private gatherings as well as some of those fantasy activities available if you want to skip the big events." We both pause our reading when another knock occurs at our door.
This time, I open the door and it's Rachel. Rachel's hair is pulled back in a blonde bun and her hazel eyes are warm as she enters the room. She looks fresh and friendly in her red jacket. "Good morning Derek and Alina. Have you had a chance to look over your packets yet?"
I answer, "We've signed the non-disclosure agreements and completed the personal information sheet. We're reading the guidebook now and we'll start on the events list after that." I hand her our sheets and she tucks them into a folder she is carrying.
"Perfect. Did you have any questions about the code of conduct?"
"Actually number 5... If I understand it, says that as my Dom, Derek would have to approve of any sexual acts involving me." I look at Rachel to confirm.
"That is accurate and as your Dom, he can terminate any scene or sexual contact in the moment if he chooses. Every guest has their individual right to exercise consent but Doms and Masters can extend their personal consent to also include their submissives or slaves."
"My only other question then is about rule #6... what do they mean by mandates?"
"Ahh, so this will depend on the activities you select but as an example, if you opted for an orgasm denial experience and broke the rules by climaxing without permission, you would then be subject to participating in the auction event."
Derek asks, "What happens at the auction event?"
Rachel responds, "Turn to page 17 in your guidebook, under the section title, The Auction." We turn our pages as Rachel continues, "The auction is when any guests or staff can choose to be auctioned off to other guests or you are submitted to the auction if you break faith with an activity's mandate. Rule number 5 would still apply to anyone who 'purchased' a submissive or slave."
I release a breath I didn't realize I was holding, "Well that's a relief."
"The 'purchase' only lasts until midnight of that evening and all the proceeds go to charity causes. There are several such fundraising mechanisms for those in a giving mood. Page 22 highlights the Charity Chair which allows for some guest interaction. The Charity Chair is available every night, whereas the auction is a one-time event."
"I'm sure we'll have more questions for you but we don't want to keep you. Where do we need to go for the temporary tattoos?"
"It's my pleasure to assist you both and I'm only assigned to you at this time. After you get dressed, if you choose to, you can come down to the lobby and I'll take you for the tattoos." Rachel smiles at us both and hands us her card with a cell number on it before exiting.
I walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth and start getting ready. Derek's cum is still leaking out of me and I can see where some has stained my inner thigh. Mmmm, I want more already. I make myself resist the urge to fuck him though since Rachel is waiting. I come out a few minutes later. I slide out of my robe and see Derek still sitting in his chair by the table. I walk a few steps before straddling his lap. I smile while thinking to myself... I agreed not to fuck him... I didn't say shit about teasing him.
I kiss him and then look him straight in the eye. "You ready for our next adventure baby?"
"Very ready, Alina."
