Bull meets cuckoldress, cuck's evening turned around
You probably wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary, when you would walk past the table in the Ayrena Restaurante, in Alicante's Playa de San Juan.
An ordinary couple, table set beautifully, enjoying an early dinner.
If you would walk a little slower, and look a little better, you might see a black collar around the man's neck. An even closer look would possibly give away the fact that, peeking from under the cuffs of his button down shirt, he was also wearing wrist restraints.
But that would be about it. Nothing else in demeanor or clothing would give reason for further investigation.
Funny actually, that this same man, had been draped over the hotel bed a few hours earlier. And that this same woman had forcefully taken him from behind, wearing a large, black strap-on dildo.
Her artificial balls hitting the thick, red welts on his butt, his tiny dicklet securely stowed away in a tiny metal cage and his arms and legs bound to the corners of the bed. Unable to scream because of a bright red ball gag in his mouth, kept in place by a leather harness around his head.
The welts had actually started to subside a little. But they were still very painful for the man. She had used belt, flogger and whip on his behind. The pain and hitting/whipping was one thing that he thought he could do without, but that she was convinced of that he needed. Even secretly longed for.
On top of that it made her intensely hot and wet. The power she felt from administering the hits, the pain it caused, the screams he tried to muffle in the pillow under his face or the gag in his mouth.
The huge reward she felt after she had beaten him was incredible. Often she was so wet that she wanted his face between her legs immediately. Mostly she used her vibrator together with his tongue, to come to an intense high, and thereafter fulfilling orgasm.
But now they were just sitting down and ready to enjoy their meal. And nobody seemed to have any interest in them.
At least, that's what it looked like. A handsome, tall, well-tanned man, a few tables down, was observing them over the rim of his wine glass.
His eyes drank in the wife's beauty. He followed the lines of her long, blond hair over her face. Her large bosom, how it was rhythmically dancing with her breathing. Her body was Rubenesque. She was dressed in a wafer thin sundress that accentuated her beautiful, female shapes.
He had noticed the collar on the man, saw the lines of his leather wrist cuffs and recognized the way the man was submissive to his dinner partner. How he poured water and wine, waited and often bent his head forward and down if she was speaking.
The waiter passed his table and refilled his Tempranillo. He thanked the man, leaving a hefty tip on the table. Then he got up and walked over to the couple's table.
"I needed to come see you and introduce myself", he said to the woman. In doing so he completely ignored the man. He held out his hand and when she delicately put her hand in his, he softly kissed the back of it. She actually blushed a little bit.
"My name is Aiden", he said.
"Hi Aiden, very nice to meet you. My name is Chris," she answered, also ignoring her dinner partner.
"You are a beautiful and extraordinary woman", Aiden said. "I like how your gorgeous blond hair covers your sun-tanned skin". Again he could see her blush reddening up her face.
"Would you mind joining me at the table Aiden?", she asked.
"I would like that very much", Aiden answered.
Since there were only two seats at the table, this seemed to create a problem right away, but Chris now turned to her husband.
"You heard the conversation. Stand up so that this nice gentleman can take your seat".
Quickly her husband got up, wiped his seat from possible crumbs and motioned Aiden to please sit down. While Aiden sat down, Will gallantly helped Aiden to put the chair under the table. Then he stood behind Aiden's chair and waited.
While Chris and Aiden talked, they completely ignored Will again. Aiden actually used Will's fork to take a bite of the smoked salmon in front of him. This continued for about 10 minutes, while Will bent his head forward and diligently watched the floor in front of him.
Finally Chris addressed him and said: "Go up to our room, clean up any mess that you find or that doesn't belong out for a visit of a real gentleman. The bed needs to be flawless and any wrinkles will give you extra punishment. When you think you are done, take your position in the corner, next to the balcony door.
Put on one of the prepared diapers, I don't need you to be leaking anywhere, with your perverted thoughts.
And finally: put in the ring gag. Make yourself comfortable in that corner, I'll let you know if- and when I want to see you again".