Firenze (Florence)
Our first stop in Florence was a water marbling studio. This involves floating paint pigments on the surface of a tray of water, each color in it's own layer, mixing just a bit, laying a sheet of paper on top, and then verrry carefully lifting the paper off. The pigments adhere to the paper in reverse order, so the last ones put in the water become the bottom layer on the paper. The image that appears on the paper is completely transformed.
I couldn't help but think that Sage's transformation was remarkable too. The artisan's mixing of the pigments that so totally changed the image...wasn't that like me pushing her into this? And I was now seeing a startling new Sage, quite unlike her old steadfast and loyal self. Now she lived for the thrill of giving herself to any stranger to find new lovers.
Our next stop in Florence was a mosaic studio where the artistisans don't build the image out of glazed ceramic squares. Instead they use pieces of colored stone. And they select stones whose natural shape will build the image. It's really amazing. And to top it off, they have the expertise to select stones that allow light to pass through, so that the image can be illuminated from behind. If you're wondering how light can go through stone, the ceiling of the Lincoln Memorial has transucent slabs of marble that illuminate the interior. But I digress. The studio can make an image of a sunset scene fully illuminated from the rear.
I envisioned ordering a translucent mosaic of Sage cavorting with Nate... that'd be a great souvenir...maybe hang it on the wall in the living room and switch it on when company comes? No, I guess it'd be more practical to put it up on the wall of our bedroom and use it as an adult night light so it's soft glow could guide us to the bathroom at night...that's be worth 25,000 Euros, right? Well, maybe not.
The leather studio was one of the biggest crafting operations we had seen. It was housed in a former monastery. Our group watched a demonstration of how their swank and pricy handbags are created...each one is unique.
Sage asked for my credit card "just in case I see something I want," and I handed it over.
I saw Nate ask one of the staff something and she smiled and quickly whisked him and Sage down a long corridor. She showed them into a room on the left and followed them in.
I waited with the rest of the group until the presentation had finished and started to wander towards the door I had seen Sage and Nate enter. When I got there I looked in. On the walls and in several display display cases were leather saddles and saddlebags and reins and stirrups. It looked like the salesgirl was just finishing ringing up a sale. She handed the credit card back to Sage and Nate took a bag from the counter.
"I'll carry your bag, Ma'm," he said.
"Why thank you kind sir," she answered with a smile.
"Dan, mio marito, here's your card back...thanks!" she said to me, giving me a peck on the cheek. I knew that meant "my husband." I tried to return the kiss, but she had already turned back to Nate and taken his arm, snuggling up to him. The salesgirl observed with interest but said not a word as they walked out into the cprridor. I could tell I was starting to blush. I decided to practice my tourist Italian.
"Grazie, Signora." I pointed at myself and said "Cornuto"...that is, cuckold, a man who wears the horns. I had confessed to a total stranger. She giggled, thinking I had intended to say something else, but then her eyes widened and she said, "Ahhhh, Si," recognizing that the word explained what had puzzled her. Now she smirked and her smirk widened into a big grin.
"Adios, Signore Cornuto, Buona Notte! " she said with another delightful giggle.
I fled out the door and rejoined Sage and Nate.
"What did you buy, sweetheart?" I asked.
"I'll show you later Dan my Dear," Sage answered. "I kept the receipt in case I need to make a return."
It was late afternoon when we got back to the hotel. Sage and Nate decided to have a dip in the hotel pool. Sage changed into her swimsuit and put on a robe.
When we got down to the pool, Sage and Nate picked out a pair of adjacent recliners. Nothing else was available on their side of the pool. I walked around to the far side of the pool and settled onto a lounger there. I saw Sage open her robe and Nate helped her remove it. All the male eyes around the pool were on her. She still had a trim figure, and her suit was a very skimpy two piece.
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Later, back in our room, she showered and there was relative silence for a bit. I found out later she had shaved her pussy. She came out of the bathroom wearing a hotel robe.
"Sage, you don't have to hide your beautiful body from me. You can change out here," I told her.
"I don't want to get you too worked up, Dan Dearest. It'd be cruel to do that if I'm not going to satisfy you, right?" she said.
"Does she mean she is never again going to satisfy me?" I wondered. A cuckold's life is precarious. After you fall off a cliff at the beginning, you dust yourself off and then find there are many more cliffs to traverse.
She came close and looked down at me. "Did you like my suit? I bought it for Nate, but I'm curious if you like it too. After all, you paid for it."
"Sage, you looked wonderful in it. I had to hide my hard on by pretending to search for something in my bag. I noticed several other guys fidgeting, too," I said.
"Then I might be able to attract other lovers in it...you know, really get my money's worth," she told me, and turned away. but then she turned back toward me and spoke.
"Dan Darling, do you want me to inquire of Doris if she's interested in a hook up with you? I don't mean to be cutting you off. Though I have observed that you pay me extra attention when I come back to you...and you seem to enjoy hearing what I did...as much as I enjoyed doing it."
"But not tonight. I think I'll tie you up on your bed tonight Dan. I don't want you to be masturbating too much...I hear that can make you go blind," she said with glee.
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes. I made a joke about you going blind, but I'm not joking about tying you up. Nate and I are going out to another hotel tonight to dance and dine. I don't want to be babysitting you all night, so I'll get you all tucked in before I go. I ordered a sandwich for you from room service, and here's a glass of water. Please consume them now and I'll tie you up," Sage told me in a very matter of fact tone.
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I ate the sandwich and drank the water.
"Now, hold out your hands." Sage told me. She then buckled a leather cuff on each of my wrists.
"This is part of my purchase at the leather studio. Look at the quality workmanship on them. They are heavy. Are they comfy?"
"I guess," I answered.
She got me all buckled up and tied me up spread eagled on the bed.
She took some clothes out of the closet and went back into the bathroom.
