“These will remain on you at all times. I can, of course, use the wrench to open them up, but they aren’t coming off any other way,” Micah explained as I held out my wrists and grinned.

“Did you pack only what I said to?” He asked once the twin cuffs were on my wrists. They were pretty, lightweight, and loose enough to be comfortable but impossible to slide off.

“I did.”

“Good. Flip your skirt up and bend over.”

I did so, placing my hands on the footboard of our bed and spreading my legs wide. He hadn’t told me to do this, but by now, it was habit.

“Now, recite the vacation expectations.”

“Okay. Do they have to be in order?”

WHAM! came the paddle.

“Oh! Okay. Um. I will be nude within thirty seconds of being in our cabin unless I’m wearing a corset, then I can keep that on.”

WHAM! “Good. Next?”

“I will continue to worship your cock and balls just like here at home every day.”

WHAM! “Yes. And?”

My ass was now beginning to sting after only three spanks, but we have discovered that by being paddled after repeating my rules, I’m more likely to remember them.

“I will not whine or complain about traveling.”

WHAM! “No, you will not!

I absolutely do this and want to break the habit.

“My mouth, pussy, and anus will be plugged or fucked every day.”

WHAM! “And most days, that will be multiple times.”

“While I may offer suggestions, you will be in charge of our schedule.”

WHAM! “True. Now. Stay put.”

I sighed in gratitude as I felt the tip of his cock separate my wet inner lips. I was more than ready for him, so he plunged, balls deep, inside my welcoming pussy. He leaned over my back and whispered into my ear, “I’m going to fuck you here, behind, and in your mouth every day.”

“Yes, Milord!”

“You will constantly have cum dripping and drying on your thighs.”

“Please,” I begged.

“Yet, you’ll be wearing nothing but pretty dresses or one of your bikinis. You will wear no underwear for the entire vacation. Nothing between your legs but me or what I put there.”

“Yes!” I shattered, tremors coursing through my body filling each cell with pleasure.

He growled and filled my tunnel with his cum, squeezing my breasts as he emptied himself into my body.

He helps me to stand and my dress falls down to cover my red, naked ass. When we arrive at the airport, I feel his come on my thighs, but luckily the dress is long enough to cover this. We are seated in first class and he places a hand on my thigh. the material is cool and thin, allowing me to feel the heat from his hand. He leans over and murmurs, “How’s the ass?”

“Only warm now, Milord.”

“I like it warm. Where’s my cum?”

I blush and say, “Dried on my thighs.”

He chuckled and leaned back in his chair. “Good. I like it there. Now, relax, Soph. Enjoy the champagne, the food, all of this, because I have plans for when we arrive.”

I took a sip of my wine and said, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”