Arrayed inside were a wide assortment of ropes, paddles, straps, and a multitude of other sexually suggestive toys for use in bondage and discipline s...enarios.“Do you understand what’s in here?”“I’m not sure. It looks like stuff you’d use to tie someone up, I see paddles and whips too. I suppose you’d use these to tie someone up and beat them?”“That’s true. In part anyway.” I turned toward the bathroom and pointed. “Have you ever wondered why I have two fairly massive pillars flanking the. The young lady at the counter gave them a hanger indicating how many items each of them had and began directing them to separate fitting rooms. “Miss, we might as well use the same fitting room. That way we can give each other opinions on what looks nice, without having to come out of the room to show each other and exposing ourselves to everyone,” Kari explained. “That will be fine. My name is Mica. Just poke your head out the door if you need any assistance.” Both women entered the fitting. Hetook wetness from my pussy to lube my ass and began to fuckme with his finger. I cried out with pleasure and had yetanother orgasm. He climbed out from under me and I felt coolliquid dripping on my ass…lube was my guess. Then I feltthe head of his cock against my asshole and a braced for theinitial pain. He was gentle and slow and it was not painfulat all when his cock entered my ass. I heard him moaning theinstant his cock plunged though and into my ass. He fuckedme gently at first but as he. . I almost got weak about that promise not to go back to black.The hotel had a busboy... well, he wasn't much of a 'boy' at all. When he had carried the bags up to our room so that my hubby could play mister macho and carry me past the threshold, I had seen that this busboy was all more like buss- MAN. I know I had promised my Mom that I wouldn't turn my husband into a fool unless it was right, but this was my Goddamn wedding night and I needed it.I rang for room service. I was so nervous. I.