mild bdsm

Dear Reader: This four-chapter story can stand alone, I think, but it was written primarily as a sequel to The Exotic Dancer four-chapter story. I truly love these characters so if people like this story as much as the first, I may just have to continue their adventures. In either case, I hope you enjoy it and thank you for all the comments and feedback that I have received so far.



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It had been a beautiful summer wedding. Nick was more handsome than ever in his traditional black tuxedo, and Erika had been the epitome of the gorgeous bride in her flowing white gown with the long train dragging behind it. During the vows, Erika blushed when she repeated the “promise to obey” part but only Nick, Erika, and Emily, as the maid of honor, knew the inside joke. Emily smiled bigger at Erika’s blushing, knowing fully well that Erika had every intention of obeying Nick whether she had to promise it before God and all those in attendance or not. Nick had allowed John, Emily’s new fiancé, to stand in as his best man, and Emily shot him a loving smile and wondered if she would ever get to obey him in the same manner that Erika happily, willingly, obeyed Nick behind closed doors. To what would surely be Emily’s eternal embarrassment if she had known right then, Nick and Erika had already secretly taken steps to ensure her future happiness with John in that regard.



Following the ceremony, Nick and Erika jogged down the aisle of the church to the sound of cheers, applause, and women crying as they made their way to the waiting limousine. Once inside, their faces met one another’s and they began kissing so deeply and passionately that even the driver blushed as he navigated the big car towards its next destination. As Erika had no parents living, she had asked Nick and Emily’s father to perform double duty, as both the father of the groom and as father of the bride too. Nick had seen a tear in the corner of his father’s eye when he had given Erika away at the altar and thought it would be good practice before he had to give Emily away. Still, the man was nervous about the father-bride dance and Erika had reassured him that nothing too fancy would be required.



At the reception hall all went according to plan and everyone had a wonderful time celebrating Nick and Erika’s new beginnings as husband and wife. For Erika, it was still all so surreal, and she cried like a baby whenever she was reminded that it was all true instead of a cruel dream. John and Emily made their toasts to the happy couple and once everyone was seated and eating, Nick and Erika asked them to join them in a private moment out in the hallway. Nick handed a gift-wrapped package to John, explaining that it was a gift from Erika and him to both he and Emily. John looked to Emily, who nodded her permission to go ahead and open it. Erika squeezed Nick’s hand harder as John tore the paper off to reveal a beautiful wooden box. Emily found the clasp and she and John opened it together. Inside was Emily’s favorite paddle and she gasped in embarrassment but she also gave a nervous laugh. John laughed but he wasn’t sure he should. Erika leaned to whisper in John’s ear, but still loud enough for Nick and Emily to hear too.



“Trust me,” Erika told him smiling, “I’m her best friend and you’re going to want to use that on her.”



John gave them a nervous smile and then he looked at Emily who was blushing but smiling at the same time. Her eyes met Erika’s and Nick’s and she said thank you. John, seeming to finally understand that there was a side to his own future bride he hadn’t known about yet, smiled big and looked from Emily’s blushing face back to Nick and Erika.



“What,” he asked laughing, “no whips and chains to go with it?”



Erika laughed, now blushing herself, “You two can go have fun picking that stuff out yourselves, but we can recommend a particular adult store if you want.”



All four of them laughed, but they could also see the wheels beginning to turn behind John’s sparkling blue eyes.



“Hmm,” he said studying it further, “I might start using this tonight.”



“Maybe,” Emily added, now blushing even more, and sending Nick and Erika another thank you with her eyes.



Hearing Emily say “maybe” confirmed for John that it wasn’t a gag gift at all, but one of love freely given with compassion and understanding and now it fell into place for him what Emily had been trying to tell him about her sexual needs for several months. John closed the box again gently, recognizing that he had just been inducted into a very special family who had just offered him the highest degree of trust that could be bestowed. He was deeply touched, and thanked them for the thoughtfulness of such a special gift. As Nick and Erika rejoined their wedding guests, they overheard Emily inform John that when she had said “maybe” what she had really meant was “later” and they both shared a knowing laugh. Erika too, hoped there would be something similar in her immediate future, and Nick was all too aware of that wish.



Hours later, and with the celebration winding down, Nick and Erika made their customary departure before the rest of their guests and headed home to change their clothes, grab the suitcases already packed, and then leave again for the airport. Nick double-checked their tickets and the flight information while Erika was busy in the bedroom. When she finally emerged, she was holding something in her hands and asked Nick if he thought they could make room for it in their luggage. Nick looked up and saw her holding a foot-long, two-inch wide leather strap in her hands and he immediately recognized it as her favorite — the one she most liked having used when she was receiving a good hard pussy spanking — the type that always made her cum so hard she would spray her juices all over him.



“Do you really want to bring that,” Nick asked her honestly, “on our honeymoon?”



Erika pouted, “Well not unless you’re going to use it on me every single day!”



Nick’s eyes flashed desire, “Every day huh?”



Erika smiled back, “Anytime, anywhere, and in any way baby.”



Nick closed the ground between them and hugged her close while showering her with kisses. Her knees buckled. How does he do that she wondered? How does he make her melt like that with just an embrace or a kiss? Why did just thinking about him make her so wet all the time?



“You’re right,” Nick said finally, “we need to pack that.”



And then Nick did just that, then he looked at the time, saw they still had enough, and ordered her to drop her pants. Erika happily complied.



“Wife,” he said.



“Yes, husband,” Erika replied trying not to seem too excited.



“Bend over the couch.”



Erika shuffled over to the couch with her jeans and panties down around her ankles and hopped over the back of it. Nick stepped closer and could see her wetness, so he just dropped his own pants and thrust his erection into her waiting pussy. As always, Erika squealed in delight as Nick began fucking her. She knew they didn’t really have a lot of extra time, but where Nick was concerned, she truly loved their “quickies” every bit as much as their marathon sessions. Anytime, anyplace, and in any way he wanted her wasn’t just her motto, it was the creed she honored most with him, and now that Nick was her husband she would do all in her power to be sure she lived by it.



“In…or… out,” Nick asked panting behind her as he continued pumping away.



“In,” Erika answered, panting herself.



“You…sure…long…flight,” Nick responded.



“In, umph, please,” Erika begged.



“Okay.”



Nick thrust three more times into her as hard as he could and then erupted deep inside her, causing her to add another orgasm to the total she had already had tonight. No matter how many times he felt it, Nick was still always awed by how easily she could achieve orgasm and how her spasms swept through her whole body each time she did, emanating outwards from her sex and then rebounding back to it just to radiate outwards once more.



Catching their breath, they both stood and pulled their pants back up, laughing at each other as they did so.



“Keeping score?” Nick asked.



“Are you crazy? I can’t count that high,” Erika answered him lovingly.



She was so good for his male ego, but he also knew from experience that Erika didn’t just have an orgasm or maybe two like many women, no, Erika would have to use a calculator because multiple orgasms that rapidly grew in intensity and helped trigger the next was how her body was wired. Nick hugged her and kissed her again, and he watched her swoon in his embrace as he had on so many previous occasions. She was, without a doubt, his intended soul mate, and that comforted Nick a great deal. Stepping back and looking at her as she tried to make herself somewhat presentable in the hallway mirror, he was again enamored by the sight of the most beautiful woman in the world. And he was still trying to accept the fact that this Goddess before him was now also his wife.



The company Nick worked for had paid to upgrade their tickets to first class as a wedding present, and they soon lounged back in the seats, kicked off their shoes, and enjoyed a glass of complimentary champagne. It had been a long day though, so Erika happily accepted a blanket, turned towards Nick and tucked her feet up, put her head on his shoulder and her arm across his chest, and faded out to dreamland as Nick watched the tiny distant lights pass below through the small plane window. The flight attendant checked on them and Nick asked for a bottle of water, which was brought promptly.



“You two are the newly-weds,” she asked whispering so as not to wake Erika.



“Yes,” Nick replied smiling.



“Congratulations!” she responded.



“Thank you very much,” Nick answered. “I’m still trying to understand how I could be so lucky,” he added as he nodded towards Sleeping Beauty cuddled up next to him.



The attendant smiled at Nick, satisfied that he was one of the good guys, and moved along to the next passenger. Nick drank some of the water and closed his eyes, and soon dreamed about his beautiful bride and prayed for a long, healthy, and happy life together.



“N-ick.”



Somewhere distant he heard his name called in a pretty singsong voice.



“N — ick…”



More singsong but sounding closer and accompanied by something on his cheek.



“Nick, sweetie, time to wake up baby,” Erika sweetly whispered in his ear.



Nick opened his eyes to slits and caught sight of a Heavenly Angel cuddled up against his left side, her long brunette hair all disheveled from using his shoulder as a pillow, but with clear, sparkling brown eyes encouraging him out of his slumber.



“Goddess,” Nick murmured softly before he was fully awake.



Goddess? Erika thought for a minute. Who the hell is Goddess and why was he dreaming about her on the first night of their married life together? After a few more seconds Nick was finally back from the dead and once more amongst the living.



“Hmm. Good morning sweetheart,” Nick offered smiling at her.



“Good morning baby,” Erika responded sweetly as she moved her hand up from his chest to twirl his hair away from his forehead.



“Nick, sweetie,” Erika asked without any accusation, “who is Goddess?”



“Goddess?” Nick answered looking completely puzzled.



“Yeah, you kept talking about someone named Goddess in your sleep,” Erika told him, “another stripper friend of yours?”



Nick laughed, “You are Goddess, my angel. It’s why it took me so long to tell you I love you. I’m just a mere mortal man while you are a Goddess. I was afraid that if I told you I loved you that you would just laugh at me and cast me aside. Even after more than a year, I’m still not sure you’re real.”



Knowing beyond any doubt that he was telling her the truth, her eyes welled up with tears. Was it possible? Had Nick really believed he could never be good enough for her while she, in turn, believed that he was the one who was way out of her league? She put her head back on his shoulder and tried to hug him tight. Nick had a way of being so honest about his thoughts and feelings that her heart melted like butter left in the sun all day. She wondered if she would ever be able to be mad at him. Even just so they could make up afterwards. Her thoughts were interrupted by the announcement of their descent into their destination airport and a thank you for flying this airline.



Erika knew in general where they were going for their honeymoon, but Nick had kept the details a surprise. The taxi, with only an awning for a roof but otherwise wide open, delivered them and their luggage to a secluded but nonetheless opulent sea-side resort. They checked in and then were taken on a golf cart to their bungalow, which was furthest away from the main resort buildings and literally right on the beach, with the tropical ocean waves softly whooshing in and out only a hundred feet away. So this is paradise, Erika mused while Nick tipped the local equivalent of a bellman. Once he departed, they explored their temporary digs, finding a small kitchenette and eating area against one wall, a small but comfortable living room area for entertaining opposite it, and then towards the back and nearest the ocean was a bedroom with a king-size bed and patio doors that opened to a covered patio that faced the ocean and which had palm trees for added shade on either side. A door on one side of the bedroom opened to reveal a large bathroom complete with a large whirlpool tub plenty big enough for both of them, and a separate glassed-in shower. Overall, the entire bungalow was light and airy and impressive.



“Beautiful,” Erika announced softly.



“Yes, you certainly are,” Nick quickly told her.



“Nick, want to go have a swim?” Erika asked while watching the waves from the patio doors.



Nick came up beside her and looked out at the ocean too. “I have to tell you something first,” he said. “This is a nude-optional resort. You can go anywhere on the resort as naked as the day you were born, or you can wear clothes, it doesn’t matter.”



Erika looked at him, “Which do you want me to do, clothing or sans clothing?”



Nick chuckled, “Honey that is entirely up to you.”



“You already know I don’t have a problem being naked in front of strangers. But I’m your wife now, and I fully intend to conduct myself as your loyal, faithful wife who promised to obey her husband,” Erika reminded him teasingly.



Nick though about the dilemma, “When the sun is out, I would like you to please wear a bikini because I love your tan lines and it would make me happy if you kept them, but maybe tonight we’ll go to dinner naked and see how we feel afterwards if that’s okay with you.”



“I’m okay with whatever you tell me,” Erika informed him smiling, “anytime, anywhere, and in any way.”



Nick chuckled, “Why do you keep saying that?”



“Because that was the covenant I made with God if he would make you mine. And He did, so I’m holding up my end of the bargain. I belong to you now Nick, I want to belong to you, just as much as I want you to be mine,” Erika told him.



Nick plopped down on the bed and stared at her, “Goddess, I’m not convinced that I will ever deserve you.”



Erika smiled, her heart overflowing with love for him, “And how will I ever deserve to have you? My heart, my soul, my mind, and my body are all I have to pay for you with and I freely offer that price without hesitation.”



“Well,” Nick replied, “I sure hope you don’t ever realize you got screwed by settling for just me. If it’s worth anything though, I am yours and only yours, and I love you more each day than I ever thought it possible for anyone to love another person.”



He got off the bed and pulled her to him and kissed her, holding her tight, and not for the first time or the last, she melted and swooned and her toes curled. How DOES he do that, she wondered? And then she hoped she would never find out.



“I think, just this once, I would like to go swimming out there with my wife naked,” Nick said after he stopped kissing her.



She recovered and agreed to his wish, and then she stripped off all her clothes and put on nothing but a pair of sandals while Nick did the same. She opened the patio doors and started heading towards the water, hand in hand with her new husband who could not stop admiring her beautiful sexy body as they walked across the white sand of the beach.



“Easy tiger,” she cautioned giggling, “I’m all yours remember.”



And then Erika let go of his hand and gently grabbed something else of his instead.



“Oh, yeah, now this seems more like married life,” Nick joked, “the dutiful wife leading her enamored husband around by his penis.”



They reached the water and waded in until they were waist deep in it, then Ericka turned to face Nick, threw her arms around his neck and pressed her bare breasts into Nick’s chest, and began kissing him. Her kisses could elicit a physical response out of him too, she noticed, as she felt something growing bigger against her belly. She smiled at this.



“Take me,” she whispered in his ear.



Nick effortlessly lifted her up, added by the buoyancy of the water, and she spread her legs and wrapped them around his body while he lowered her onto him. Nick was amazed at how good it always felt as he entered her, each time somehow creating the same sensations and feelings of their first encounter. Aided by the waves, Erika began to bob up and down on Nick’s cock, gasping and moaning as she did so while he groaned his own delight. Erika as well, was always fascinated by the sensations of having Nick inside her. She had been with other men of course, but with Nick it was different in a wonderfully delightful kind of way, and not solely because she was deeply in love with him although she knew that was a big part of it.



As they made love there in the warm waters of the tropical ocean, the waves gently lapping against and around them, Erika had some of the most intense orgasms she had yet experienced and she held Nick tightly to her as her own waves washed through her over and over again. Her orgasms always made it difficult for Nick to hold out as long as he wanted — her pussy squeezing around him in spasms of joy and feeling to him like he was fucking her and getting a blowjob at the same time — and he soon gained release deep within her which in turn always caused Erika to have yet another orgasm herself.



They slowly came back down to earth and Erika grinned in delight as her new hubby began kissing her neck, her face, and her delicious lips. She was sure it would never get any better than this as she swooned in Nick’s arms, her legs still wrapped around him and he still inside her. She showered him with kisses in return, interjecting a verbal “I love you” in between each kiss. Nick did not hesitate to tell her likewise.



Erika put her head on his shoulder as they hugged tightly, and became aware that there were other couples out walking around on the beach, most naked like they were but a few dressed in swimsuits, and none of them really paying any more attention to she and Nick than an occasional glance in their direction. She spied one naked woman not far away who had the same distinct tan lines that she did and realized the tan lines accentuated her features rather than diminished them. So, she thought, that is how Nick sees me and that is why he wants me to keep my tan confined to my public parts, and she smiled knowing she would always do whatever he asked. At his request, she had allowed a thin, neatly manicured vertical strip of pubic hair to grow on her mound while everything else down there was kept shaved bald.



Not wanting the moment to end, Erika gently lifted herself off of Nick anyway, took his hand in hers, and they began walking back out of the water and towards their private retreat. They were crossing paths with another naked couple who appeared to be around ten or so more years older than Nick and Erika were and they all exchanged smiles and quick pleasantries. The woman asked if Nick and Erika had any dinner plans while the man was unabashedly checking out Erika’s nude form in all her glory. Swingers, Nick thought, as Erika politely declined the offer to join them, explaining that she and Nick were on their honeymoon and so it wasn’t likely that anyone would see much of them for the next two weeks anyway. They extended their congratulations on the nuptials and told them where they were staying if they changed their minds, and then walked away.

“Wow, Nick,” Erika said, “I think champagne and empty stomachs are a bad combination. Can we get something to eat?”



“Yes, of course,” Nick responded, “I should have thought of that.”



They got out of the tub and dried off, and Erika went and opened the suitcases while Nick put the room back in order. When he finally came into the bedroom, she had put on a skimpy solid white string bikini and was stepping into a pair of four-inch-high-heel white sandals. She added the matching white mesh cover-up around her hips and tied it so that it looked almost like a short dress slit all the way up on one side.



“Wow,” Nick said as he admired his wife, “you could make a dish towel look awesome.”



Erika chuckled, “Thank you.”



“I didn’t know you had packed any heels,” he added.



“Sure,” she smiled, “I thought we might go dancing or something. We can’t have sex all the time.”



“We can’t?”



“I knew that was coming,” Erika chided and laughed.



Nick put on a pair of shorts, a polo shirt, and sandals and they headed hand-in-hand towards the main resort complex. They weren’t interested in dinner yet so they only peeked into the main restaurant before finding the more casual lunch-style café.



“Swanky place, this resort you’ve brought me to,” Erika admitted.



“Huh? What resort,” Nick teased, still admiring how beautiful his wife was.



“Nick,” she giggled, “you’ve got another fifty years to stare at me.”



They found a table on the patio and sat down and a waiter dressed in Bermuda shorts, a polo shirt with the resort’s logo on it, and sandals brought them menus, and they ordered straight Cokes to start with. When Nick looked up from his menu, he spied the couple from the beach at nearly the same moment they saw Nick and Erika. Nick was amused that they were dressed similarly, only the woman’s ensemble was yellow and orange.



“May we join you,” they asked.



“Sure,” Nick and Erika answered at the same time. They weren’t naked right now so Nick didn’t feel as uncomfortable.



“Hi, I’m David,” the man said, “and this is my wife Gillian.”



She extended her hand and added, “Welcome to paradise.”



Once they sat down, David looked at Nick and Erika, “Um, we wanted to apologize for earlier. We didn’t know you were newlyweds. In fact, we’re going to take something off your bill as our gift to you both.”



Erika and Nick didn’t understand how they could do that, and quickly learned that David and Gillian owned the resort and lived here year round. David had been a stockbroker and had made a fortune, while Gillian had been some kind of Internet guru and made some serious money herself, so when opportunity knocked, they bought and left the rat race behind, and hadn’t regretted the decision for a minute. David’s former career peeked Nick’s interest, explaining that he was just starting a career in finance. Suddenly Nick and David were talking about the world of big money. David asked where Nick worked, Nick answered, and David not only knew of the firm but the names of the major players there. Then the waiter returned to take their order and David and Gillian asked for their usual. Must be nice to own the place, Erika thought without a hint of envy.



It turned out that David and Gillian were easy people to talk to and they all started to become friends, in spite of the ten or so year’s difference in age. Gillian asked Nick and Erika how they had met, but before either of them could say anything, David interrupted and informed them that they didn’t have to answer if they didn’t want to. One of the perks of owning the place, he explained, was in meeting new people and hearing their stories. Erika glanced at Nick and he shrugged his shoulders, so Erika looked back at David and Gillian.



“I used to be an exotic dancer, a stripper, and one night Nick came in to the club I worked at,” Erika told them honestly, “so you could say we met on the job.”



David and Gillian stared at each other.



“Sorry if that shocks you,” Nick said coolly, “but she is telling the truth.”



David and Gillian suddenly burst out laughing. Gillian, between fits of laughter, looked back at Nick and Erika.



“We’re sorry; we aren’t laughing at you but the funny coincidence of it.”



David added, “That is exactly how we met. Gillian was working her way through college as a stripper and I was the infatuated customer who wouldn’t leave her alone until she said yes!”



Erika beamed but Nick was skeptical.



David leaned towards him, “Nick, if you were smart enough to convince this adorable young lady to marry you, then you have a very bright future ahead of you.” Then he waved his arms to indicate their private ownership of the multi-million dollar resort.



Nick quickly got over it and they all got along fantastically throughout the rest of their meal, talking like the four of them had known each other for decades rather than a few hours. Once they had finished eating and the conversation was reaching that inevitable lull, Erika looked across to David and Gillian to make their excuses.



“Well, we need to get back to our little home so Nick can give me the spanking he owes me,” Erika announced without really thinking.



Their eyes widened. Even Nick was shocked that she would blurt that out. David and Gillian looked lovingly at each other and then Gillian leaned back against her husband.



“That’s something else we have in common then,” she said to Erika. “Do you prefer over-the-knee or something kinkier than that?”



Don’t answer Erika he thought hard, but too late.



“My favorite is getting my bare pussy spanked,” she stated.



“Really?” Gillian asked, “I’ve never tried that, doesn’t it hurt?



“Oh, it stings a little,” Erika answered, then she looked at Nick squirming in his chair, “but the pleasure I get out of it from Nick’s expert use of whatever I’m being spanked with more than makes up for it.”



“I’d love to see that,” David said, and then realizing he just fumbled the ball, “sorry, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”



Gillian cut her husband a look, “What he is trying to say around the foot in his mouth, is that our place is well equipped, if you catch the meaning, and we would love to have you over as our guests if you’re interested. No pressure at all. Participate, don’t participate, leave any time you’re uncomfortable or come on up to just talk and leave whenever you want to. But I do have to admit that the pussy spanking thing has really got me curious.”



Erika looked at them, “Do you have bondage stuff?”



David laughed, “And then some.”



Erika looked at Nick who had obviously resigned himself from this conversation, “Would it be okay if we brought my strap. I made Nick pack it.”



Laughing, David and Gillian wholeheartedly agreed they could. Then they pointed out the penthouse on top of the main building, and David scribbled the elevator code on a napkin and slid it over to Nick.



“Seriously, nothing happens unless you want it to. If all you want are drinks and more conversation that will be more than satisfactory too.”



“We usually eat around 7, so if you only want to join us for dinner, that’s okay too,” Gillian added, and then they got up and walked away.



Nick looked at Erika, “What the fuck?”



“Are you mad?”



“A little,” but as soon as he said it his anger vanished. It had never crossed his mind to have his beautiful wife tied up and receiving a spanking from him while strangers watched, but the seed of the idea was taking hold. Whether it would grow big enough to survive or wither and die Nick didn’t know.



“I love you baby,” Erika said to him.



Nick chuckled, “I love you too Goddess.”



The check had been covered by David and Gillian, so Nick left a tip on the table and he and Erika headed back to their bungalow and talked. At 6:30, Erika was ready, wearing the same thing she had worn to lunch, but with a pair of thigh-high white stockings added. Folded in her purse, was her favorite strap. Nick hadn’t changed either, so he took another admiring look at Erika, checked to make sure she really wanted to see this through, and then they headed back towards the main building.



They easily found David and Gillian sitting alone at a table off to one side of the big restaurant, with another waiter taking their drinks order as Nick and Erika approached. Gillian apparently hadn’t changed either, save to remove her top. Nick glanced around and saw that most of the women were topless, if not bottomless too. Nick was clearly distracted by Gillian’s naked tits.



David started laughing, “It’s okay Nick, take a good long look and get it out of your system.”



Gillian smiled and thrust her chest out so Nick and Erika could both look. Nick recovered smoothly by saying they simply hadn’t understood the dress code and then he looked at Erika, who nodded, so Nick grabbed the end of one of the strings of her bikini top and pulled. A moment later and Erika was topless too and stuffing the garment into her purse. Now it was Nick’s turn.



“Go ahead David, get it out of your system.”



“Touché,” David said and he and Gillian laughed.



“Honey,” Nick said to Erika seated next to him, with his gaze firmly on her now naked breasts, “if I start to drool please let me know.”



“Easy tiger,” she said and they all laughed.



They enjoyed one of the best steak and lobster dinners they had ever had, and conversation went as easily and smoothly as it had at lunch. When they were done, David and Gillian re-extended their invitation to come up at least for drinks. Nick looked at Erika who gave him a yes look, so they got up and followed to the elevator. David stuck a key into a slot by the buttons, turned it, pushed the P button, and then withdrew the key as the elevator began its climb. The doors opened into an outer foyer, and Nick and Erika followed David and Gillian to a set of big wooden double doors.



It was beautiful inside and the wall opposite the doors was solid windows and patio doors opening onto a big balcony that overlooked the ocean. Nick and Erika were given the grand tour with the last stop being the “play” room. Nick and Erika gasped. It looked like one of those dungeons out of some BDSM video with various hooks in the ceiling and floor, on one wall, and various kinky sex accoutrements hanging on another wall and on shelves. Erika’s eyes were glued to a big wooden thing in the middle of the room that looked like it was part chair and part sawhorse.



“It’s a spanking bench,” Gillian whispered to Erika, “I get tied to it and then, well, you get the idea.”



Erika was fascinated by it and walked to it and ran her hands over the padded portions. She took in the entire room the way a child studies a toy store, and then visibly blushed when she saw all the dildos and butt plugs of various sizes.



“It looks like you might need a room like this too,” David said to Nick, and then raising his voice, “anyone want a drink?”



The four of them went back out to their bar area and David did his part-time bartender routine. Erika inquired about the balcony and David said to go right ahead, so Nick and Erika stepped outside while David and Gillian respectfully waited for them inside. Seeing that they had been given privacy, Nick searched Erika’s face and saw her answer. She wanted to see how much fun they could have tonight, and she confessed to Nick that the idea of him spanking her pussy to one of her gushing orgasms while they watched excited the hell out of her. Then she looked into Nick’s eyes and reassured him that only if he was okay with it all. What she did not know was that Nick would do anything to please her, anything at all. Having made their decision, they went back inside and joined their hosts.



“Would either of you,” Nick asked to David and Gillian, “like to see my beautiful young bride get her pussy spanked?”



“Yes!” they answered in unison.



Nick reached to Erika and pulled a knot loose and then a string, and in a minute Erika was standing there wearing nothing but her stockings and heels.



“I’ll need some help,” Nick added and David and Gillian led the way back into the special playroom while Nick took Erika’s hand and they followed. As they walked, Erika whispered a request into Nick’s ear to please make this night extra special. Nick grinned at her. He had already planned to do so.



Erika was instructed to hop up on the center bench thing and when she did, the others quickly went about and attached the restraints to her wrists and ankles, then she was helped into position and supported while her wrists were hooked to the bench and her ankles were hooked to chains hanging from the ceiling. Nick was shown where the winch was and he turned the crank until Erika’s ass was higher in the air than her tits and her legs were pulled apart to create a 90-degree angle. Nick was very impressed by the image.



“May I borrow any of those items,” he asked their hosts, indicating the myriad of toys and other things lining the shelves and hanging on the wall.



“Certainly,” they replied, “and anything insertable is easily washed too so don’t hesitate.”



Nick retrieved a ball gag and a set of nipple clips and turned back to Erika who was already breathing heavy with anticipation and attached these items to her. Then Nick retrieved Erika’s strap from her purse and checked that she was okay. Signaling she was ready, Nick began as their hosts watched in fascination. Nick started her out with a dozen good whacks across her suspended ass, and checked on her. She nodded and he brought the strap down across her cunt. Again and again, going just a little harder and faster, bringing her up gradually. Erika was trying to hold back because she wanted it to be a good show, but Nick didn’t understand that and made the smacks a little harder. Erika began moaning and gasping through the gag. It took about a dozen more swats than it usually did but then Erika erupted like a volcano and sprayed her juices as far as the wall.



“Oh my God,” David and Gillian exclaimed having never seen a woman orgasm so hard before. “Oh we have got to try this,” Gillian added.



Nick knew they were both still in the room but tuned them out as he dropped his shorts and impaled his wife’s sopping wet pussy. Holding her hips for leverage, he fucked her hard, harder than he ever had so far. Erika got on her roller coaster of multiple orgasms but Nick pulled out before he went over the edge. Erika begged him to finish as best she could through the gag but Nick picked out a nice big dildo and strapped it on so it hung just a few inches above his own cock and then returned to his wife. He worked the dildo into her amongst her gasps and moans, and then lined himself up to penetrate her anally. She was so wet and Nick still so covered in her juices that he didn’t have to try hard enough to hurt her to make her ass accept him. He had never used her back door before and for all he knew this was her first time as well, but Erika was too helpless to say or do anything about it.



Nick began to pump, his own cock in her sweet tight recently spanked ass and the dildo in her sweet tight recently well-spanked pussy. The double penetration was more than Erika was prepared for and the new onslaught of orgasms took her to heights she didn’t think she was capable of. Their hosts were in awe, watching the scene before them, and Nick caught David’s attention as he slowly and methodically double-reamed Erika. Nick asked him to remove her gag and he did, and they well all treated to Erika’s near-screams of joy.



“Oh my God — shit — Ohh — fuck baby — oh God.”



“No, that won’t do,” Nick stated, “David, if you don’t mind, would you shove your cock in her mouth to shut this slut up.”



David was given a permissive look by Gillian and he let loose his own throbbing erection and directed it into Erika’s mouth. Erika resisted at first, she didn’t want any other man but Nick, but then she remembered that she had essentially asked for it and so she began to suck him as best she could under the circumstances. Once David was safely in her mouth Nick let go of Erika’s hips and reached for the chain that was attached to her nipples. Holding it like a pair of reins he used that for leverage instead. Now he began to fuck her harder and faster and eventually erupted deep in her ass. To his surprise, she still climaxed again and David lost his load in her mouth. Now completely spent, they freed Erika and she moved on very wobbly legs until she found a seat.



Nick looked to Gillian, “Your turn.”



Gillian quickly shed the remainder of what she had been wearing and was soon trussed up like Erika had been. David grabbed a leather strap from amongst their collection and was soon doing to Gillian what Nick had done to Erika, with, apparently, quite similar results. Nick had gone to sit with Erika and he asked if she was okay as they semi-watched Gillian receive her very first pussy spanking. Erika leaned over against him, still drenched in sweat and her own juices, as well as Nick’s and David’s cum, and looked up into Nick’s eyes.



“I love you so much,” Erika began, “and thank you for tonight. I know you really didn’t want to do this.”



Nick put his arm around her and pulled her tight to him, kissed her deeply and passionately, and then said, “I love you very much too, my wonderful Goddess, but don’t forget now, that you wanted your pussy spanked every day of our honeymoon.”



“Okay,” Erika added, “but just you and me alone. I couldn’t do all this again.”



And then their thoughts were interrupted by the primal sounds of a woman having the most intense orgasm of her life and they watched as Gillian sprayed for the first time in her 35 years of living.



Nick helped David get Gillian down and they both thanked Nick and Erika for teaching them a new trick. To Nick and Erika’s surprise, David grabbed a paddle and brought Gillian down across his lap and proceeded to turn her shapely backside as red as her pussy was now. Nick indicated that they should go, but Erika told him that he should probably do the same to her first. Nick was shocked but he jumped up, grabbed another paddle, and placed his bride across his own lap, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of two women getting their fannies paddled, a lot of false pleas for mercy and such, and then the sounds of women cumming again. At this, David dumped Gillian onto the floor and took her doggie-style, much to Gillian’s obvious delight, so Nick followed suit with Erika in like fashion, also to an obvious lack of protest.



Nick quickly had another orgasm deep inside Erika’s pussy and she of course had another of her own as a result. When all the panting subsided enough, Nick helped her up, helped put her clothes back on her, and assisted her back to the elevator with them both offering an unheard thank you and goodnight to their hosts. Once outside, Nick scooped Erika up in his arms and carried her back to their bungalow where they both promptly stripped and took a long hot shower together.



“Are you okay,” Nick asked seeing just how red her ass and pussy were.



“Baby, I’m fine. More than fine actually,” and she purred at him to prove it.



They got in bed and talked but Erika began playing with Nick’s cock and he lost track of his thoughts. Once she had him hard enough, she lowered her head and took him in her mouth.



“Seriously,” Nick asked, “didn’t you get enough tonight?”



“I got spanked and I got fucked,” Erika answered, “You came in my pussy and in my ass tonight, and now I want the best husband in the world to fill my mouth with his hot sweet cum too.”



“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, and I love you with all that I am,” he told her, and then Nick settled back, while Erika worked her magic on him.



She is just incredible, he thought to himself as she slurped and sucked and licked his cock and gently caressed his balls. Nowhere else in the world could there exist a woman as beautiful, as sexy, as intelligent, as amazing as his Erika. She continued working on him, giving him the best blowjob she could muster. She wanted to taste his seed, to swallow it, and to know that her Nick had filled all three of her holes with his cum in one night. She sucked and licked and slurped harder, stroking him with her hand as she licked his balls and then sucking him back into her mouth again. Finally, Nick gave her what she had requested and Erika was delighted as she savored it on her tongue and then swallowed it down.

They came back from having a very nice breakfast at the main restaurant in the resort, and Erika shed the short white summer dress she had worn and walked out onto the patio wearing nothing but her heels and sat in one of the padded chairs, watching the surf gently roll into the beach and then recede again. Only two or three other couples were out walking but they were playing with the edge of the waves as they moved along and no one noticed her nakedness. As she sat there her mind drifted to Nick, as it nearly always did, and she closed her eyes as she began touching her breasts and gently pinching her nipples. She brought her legs up to rest on the arms of the chair and reached down with delicate fingers and found herself already wet. Then she began to slowly massage her sex and dipped a finger or two inside her pussy. She hadn’t heard Nick come outside.



“And what, young lady, do you think you’re doing?” Nick asked bemused.



“Thinking about you, silly,” she answered with a soft moan.



“I don’t remember giving you permission to play with yourself,” Nick said trying to sound stern.



“No sir, you didn’t,” Erika cooed.



Nick knew what it meant when she called him “sir,” so he took the other chair, and sitting down on its edge, called her over to him. Erika opened her eyes, saw how Nick had perched himself, then jumped up and went to him. He took her arm and pulled her across his lap until her hands and elbows were on the cool stone patio floor in front of her and her backside was perfectly over his right thigh. She settled onto him and extended her legs while spreading them somewhat for better balance. He put his left arm across her waist and pulled her snuggly into him, while he caressed the soft skin of her rear, and then he raised his arm and brought his right hand down gently, playfully, and gave her ass a soft smack.



“One, sir,” Erika giggled.



Nick gave her about ten more smacks just like the first one. He was feeling too playful and was feeling too much love for her right then to not be very tender with her. Just then, Erika noticed a couple had been walking by and had stopped to gawk at her predicament. Realizing they’d been caught, the would-be voyeurs quickly walked away as Erika’s face flushed with embarrassment. Nick chuckled to himself. Someone seeing her receive a spanking was no worse than someone seeing her sitting out here masturbating. With that he brought his hand down a little harder and Erika jumped in surprise. The unwelcome guests had upset their harmony and Nick gave her another two dozen smacks hard enough to turn her lovely ass a nice shade of red without actually hurting her, and then he let her up.



“Well young lady, I hope you’ve learned your lesson,” Nick said teasingly.



“No sir, I have not,” Erika retorted as she stood in front of him rubbing her fanny. “You haven’t spanked my pussy yet, and I thought I was promised that I was going to get it every day of our honeymoon too.”



Nick was surprised by her remark, but also knew he had been defeated when she started pouting about it, so he jumped up and fetched her strap. Seeing him return with it, her eyes got bigger.



“No, seriously, you’re not going to do that out here, are you?”



“And, why the hell not?” Nick questioned her.



Erika’s eyes darted around but she saw no one else walking along the beach just then. Nick ordered her to get back into the other chair in the same position she had been in when he caught her masturbating and she obeyed, but scooted her ass forward more so she could raise her legs higher and rest her heels on the top of the chair’s arms with her knees nearly even with her shoulders.



Nick slid the other chair over, sat down and looked her over. Her breathing had already begun to change in anticipation but that wasn’t the only physiological reaction he noted. My wife is a slut, he happily thought to himself as he eyed her wetness. He leaned towards her and gently caressed the backs and insides of her upturned thighs with the strap, lulling her into a false sense of security, and then brought the strap down across her sex with a thwack. Erika flinched and moaned and held her position.



“I didn’t hear you count that,” Nick admonished.



“Mmm, baby, you know I can’t count when you’re smacking my cunt so nice.”



“If you aren’t going to count, I’m going to have to give you extra.”



Erika nearly purred, “Oh yeah, honey, whip my cunt, spank that pussy hard baby.”



The lady’s wish is my command, he thought to himself, and then brought the strap down again, and then again, and then again. As he hit her with it, he slowly picked up the tempo and made the smacks just a little harder and then harder still. Erika jerked her legs with each thwack, but kept them in place without help and clenched the top of the chair behind her head with her hands.



Nick interrupted things just long enough to reach over and give each of her erect nipples a firm tug, causing her to let a moan of pleasure escape her lips, and then resumed her punishment faster and harder. She absolutely loved what he did to her and the way it made her feel, and she felt herself getting close to the edge. With all their practice, the abyss was no longer something she feared, and after five more swats – the last two the hardest yet – she went sailing once more into the unknown depths of her sexual desires and came so hard she soaked Nick’s shorts in the process.



The vision of his wife’s pussy being spanked, the sight of her cumming so hard that she squirt her orgasms all over him, the sounds of her gasping and moaning and cooing as the intense pleasure washed through her, always tested his own ability to not cum on the spot himself, so he yanked his shorts down as fast as he could and blissfully entered her. Along with so many other things that involved or required Nick, Erika also greatly loved the feel of her husband thrusting deep and hard into her, and she mindlessly hopped aboard the multiple-orgasm-express, not for the first time, as Nick ran that train around sharp curves, up steep hills, and then plunged recklessly down into valleys just to do it to her all over again.



“Oh God baby,” she gasped, “cum for me honey, cum deep inside me.”



Nick had a hold of her thighs just below her knees and gripped them tightly for leverage while she tried to keep her high-heels away from his face by grabbing her feet instead of the chair, with the resultant unexpected consequence of making herself even tighter which pushed her even higher.



“Oh yes,” she moaned, “fuck me honey, fuck your slutty wife.”



Nick needed no encouragement for this task, although her “dirty pillow talk” always helped anyway, and soon he grunted and moaned his own release deep within Erika, forcing her over the edge once more that beautiful blue morning. As they regained their composure she let her legs wrap around his waist to keep him inside her, and her arms pulled his shoulders into her in a big embrace. Nick wrapped an arm around her and used the other to balance himself and he stood up, with her still attached to him. Again she felt herself wondering if he had any idea just how strong he really was, because his strength was one of the factors that made her swoon and melt in his touch all the time.



Nick carried her that way into their honeymoon bungalow and brought her to the large whirlpool tub. She released him so he could turn on the water and then they settled in, feeling the effects turn them both into soft rubber. Ah, Erika thought silently, the day was only just beginning and she had already had her ass and pussy spanked, and been thoroughly cunt-fucked to increasingly higher and more intense orgasms than she thought she could ever achieve. She felt Nick’s muscular chest against her back and she settled into him as he wrapped his two strong arms around her and she purred. Then thinking about last night’s activities with David and Gillian, she had a sudden thought.



“Nick honey,” she asked, “How long do you think it will be before we can afford a house of our own?”



“I don’t know, why?”



“I was thinking about last night and that adult playroom of theirs.”



Nick chuckled, “And you want one just like it, huh?”



“Yes,” she answered, surprised that she would so casually admit that even to Nick.



“We’ll see where we’re at when we get home,” Nick promised.



“Okay, deal.” Then Erika added, “If we can buy a house someday soon, we’ll have to have Emily and John over.”



Nick laughed again. Thinking back over everything that Erika, Emily and he had done together he knew it probably wouldn’t take much more than an invitation to get Emily to participate in something like they had done last night, but John might be another matter. Of course, Nick could not have known that back home, Emily was already teaching John how to do things to her like what Nick did to Erika, and being happily successful at it.



Nick felt his stomach growl and he looked at his watch, “I think it’s time to feed the beast, Ms. Beauty.”



Erika chuckled, “Sure, I could eat too.”



They got out of the whirlpool tub, toweled each other dry, and then dressed. Nick put on shorts and a polo shirt again while Erika put on a neon-pink bikini with a matching mesh wrap. Wow, Nick thought as he eyed her, once again amazed at how truly beautiful she was. Then they slowly walked back to the main building, hand-in-hand, and Nick caught more than one man, mouth gaping in disbelief, staring at her as they passed by. Whatever you do Nick, he thought to himself, don’t ever screw things up with her because you’ll never find another one that is anything like her. He let go of her hand and threw his arm around her instead.



They reached the lunch café and sat at a table outside again. Nick looked around and saw David and Gillian sitting at the bar chatting with another couple. David turned and saw them and waved. Nick and Erika waved back. David and Gillian excused themselves and came over to Nick and Erika but didn’t ask to sit with them this time.



“We really want to thank you both again for last night,” Gillian told them smiling. “It was one of the best nights of our lives,” she added suddenly blushing.



“Exactly,” David added, “thank you, seriously, thank you both.”



Gillian looked at her husband and then back at Nick and Erika, “We know you are on your honeymoon and we respect that, but if you ever want to come up again or have dinner with us, we’re here for you.”



David added, “Absolutely, night or day, whatever.”



They started to turn away but then Gillian nudged David, “Did you do that thing we talked about?”



“Oh God, yeah, I almost forgot,” David answered her and then they looked back at Nick and Erika as David pulled an envelope out of his shirt pocket and handed it to Nick.



“What’s this?” Nick and Erika asked at the same time.



“Partly a wedding gift from us, and partly a savvy business move.”



Erika took the envelope from Nick and opened it. Inside there was a check, a business letter, and one of David and Gillian’s business cards.



“It’s okay, go ahead,” Gillian encouraged Erika.



Erika pulled out the check, looked at it, and her mouth dropped. Nick looked over at it and his mouth dropped too.



“That is our wedding gift to you both,” David smiled.



“No,” Nick began to protest, “One hundred thousand dollars? No, we could never accept such generosity. It’s way, way, way too much!”



David leaned over, “Nick, honestly, Gillian and I have more money than we know what to do with. That check represents what this place pulls in in one week. How in the hell could we ever spend it all?”



Gillian added, “And there are no strings attached to it at all. Absolutely none! What you two did for us is priceless and this pales by comparison.”



“Please do us the honor of taking it. Use it to help buy yourselves a home,” David paused, “maybe one with a special room.”



David winked at the last part and both Gillian and Erika blushed. Nick pulled out the business letter and read it, again shocked by what it said. He handed it to Erika who also read it. They both sat there utterly speechless. The letter was addressed to the firm Nick worked for, pledging David and Gillian’s accounts could now be theirs, with the sole condition that they be assigned to Nick to manage. The fees alone, Nick knew, would mean his current salary would be doubled and his company would still rake it in.



“You two are such a wonderful couple, you deserve everything we can do for you,” Gillian said now looking like she might cry.



Then David and Gillian walked away and rejoined the other couple at the bar. Nick and Erika just sat there, neither one knowing what to say or if they should even move. How many times can lightning strike, Nick wondered? A chance encounter at a strip club three years ago resulted in Erika becoming his wife, and now a chance encounter during their honeymoon…

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