The Cruise (closed for Last_Rider and I)

The wait for the punishment was worse than if it had been doled out straight away. She went, hand in hand with Matt to the bedroom, where he asked her what she did wrong.

Yvonne, shuffled from foot to foot, feeling ashamed with herself, she was like a naughty schoolgirl being sent to the head master, and she felt very much like that.

She looked up at Matt, "I came with out permission!" she said quietly.
 
"Yes you did. Now I know you're new to this, so this wont be too harsh. Over my knee please."

Matt indicated his bare lap to the wriggling naked Yvonne. When she was placed there he rested his left hand on her back, holding her down, his right rubbed her ass slowly.

"Since this is your first infraction, I'll only use my hand."

He knew he had to do this, and actually found the prospect enticing. There was no way he would unfairly vent his frustrations with their real world issues in this setting, but it definitely made this all the sweeter.

SMACK!

He brought his hand down hard on her left cheek, then rubbed the sting into her before dropping his hand onto the other cheek. Matt decided to make this more an erotic than purely disciplanry spanking, so he lessened his blows, but as each blow fell more blood rushed to the surface and made each one feel almost identical.

"Now, will you cum again without permission?"

Before she could answer he spanked her again, silently counting a further 12 before he started rubbing agian and waited for her answer.
 
Yvonne felt even more like a naughty school girl as she bent across his lap, her upturned ass at his disposal!! His hand fell heavy, and she yelped, surprised more than hurt. It only stung a little!

He rained smacks on her bare ass, and in a very short time, the experience turned from disciplinery to erotic. She enjoyed when he rubbed the smacks in, and her heated flesh became over sensitised, and flushed. Some how the sensation went straight to her pussy, and she felt herself becoming increasingly wet, and more and more worried that her juices, which were now freely flowing from her, would dampen his leg, and he would know in an instant just how horny this was making her.

Even her cries had changed into moans of pleasure, and she was restraining herself from asking him to fuck her once again. She answered his question "I came with out asking!" and even as she spoke, she felt her body reacting more and more to the sensation, and she thought she was in severe danger of coming once again.
 
Matt paused after her words, still rubbing her ass. The heat that was coming off it was enticing, but so was the heat coming from her genitals. She had started leaking about half way through the spanking and hadn't stopped.

"Yes. Now, you will be a good girl from now on. If you disobey again I'll have to use something else on you."

He helped her to her feet and again sat on the edge of the bed, eyeing her as she stood. She was wet, needy, and shifting from foot to foot. It was cute, endearing.

"You seem distressed little one, something you need?"

It was teasing, playful, but he enjoyed it, watching her, seeing if she would overcome shame and ask what was so clearly on her mind."
 
Yvonne knew her face was red, and it wasn't just because she had been hanging upside down!!! She was embarrassed, very embarrassed, and a little confused that she had become so wet, so aroused by a spanking! The feel of his bare hand on her bare ass had been so intimate, so erotic, that it had fueled her arousal, however, she doubted that she would enjoy being spanked with something, half as much!!!!

Shifting from foot to foot, she was acutely aware of the wetness dampening her inner thighs, and she wondered if Matt could see it. finally, deciding that she needed to be honest with him, to tell him what she needed, if this was to work, she whispered "I need to come! I need you to make me cum! That spanking........ Oh! It wasn't a punishment at all! I loved it!!!"
 
Matt smiled as she spoke.

"You're aroused because of the spanking. That's because when I spanked you, blood came to the surface, just under the skin and created a temporary erogenous zone. As I said, I know you're new to this, so I wasn't going to really punish you. If I wished to punish you I'd make you get dressed and we'd have breakfeast like a normal couple."

The look of panic in her eyes was more than enough to bring a smile to his lips.

"But I think you've learned your lesson. If you're so desperate, bend over at the waist, hands against the wall, offer your sex to me, and beg me for it."
 
Yvonne felt all her blood settle in her pussy, and her clit throbbed with excitement. She hurried to the wall, bracing her hands on it, her ass toward Matt. Although she had been reluctant to do so, confessing her need to Matt, aroused her even further. She needed him to take her, to fill her to capacity, and she needed it desperately, and she needed it now!

"Please Matt, fuck me now! Please give me what I need! I want you soooooo bad"


To emphasise what she was saying, she looked at him over her shoulder, and wriggled her reddened ass at him, hoping to entice him.

"Please Matt!! Please Matt, now! "
 
The way Yvonne moved was so eager, yet sensual. Even when submitting she kept her spirit, her playfulness. Matt knew dominants who didn't like that, yet he absolutely loved it. To each their own in that respect.

He moved up an behind her in a fluid motion, reaching out and caressing her reddened bottom and then between her legs. He could feel the heat radiating from her. His fingers tested her depths, then up to find her clit hard and ready.

"Yes, you do need it. Remember, misbehave again and we'll be out in public with you hot and needy like this."

That was a reminder to behave, but also he was checking her reactions, seeing if maybe exhibitionism was a hidden fetish of hers. After speaking he slid his cock into her depths, filling her.

"You may cum freely this time Yvonne, now thank me for being so generous."

One of his fingers slipped around her narrow waist and tickled her clit as he started pumping her with his cock.
 
"Remember, misbehave again and we'll be out in public with you hot and needy like this." his words sent a shiver of fear through her - it also sent a shiver of lust, as a mental image played out before her mind.

He entered her and she moaned, but did not forget his instruction.

"Thank you ! Thank you Matt! You are so good to me, and I need this soooooooo bad!" she exclaimed breathlessly, as desire rode her hard.

Her heavy breasts dangled in front of her, and smacked together with Matt's every forward thrust, and suddenly an image of him bending her over the conference table, and taking her just like this, while she moaned his name, filled Yvonne's imagination, and made her flush to the roots of her hair!!
 
The extra surge of heat and desire he picked up from Yvonne indicated he might be receptive to some public play. It was information, but at the moment he lost the perspective a Yvonne moaned and started fucking back at him.

"Yes, you do need it. I want you to cum for me Yvonne."

His fingers slid a little faster over her clit. He'd given her permission to cum freely, but the sooner she started associating climax with his voice and orders, the easier his domination would be.

"Or do you need a little more?"

The flat of his hand struck her rotating ass as he thrust hard into her, the force pressing her tits to the wall, the shock of the blow sending ripples along her reddened ass, and triggering her climax.
 
God! She was so close!! Yvonne had never, ever experienced anything this intense before! Her entire body was primed, and she knew that she was so very near.

Matt's teasing fingers, and he hard fucking as driving her to the point of madness. Then, instinctively knowing just what she needed, he slapped her hard, on her ass, with the flat of his hand, and like a fireworks, she exploded! Lights literally flashed behind her eyes, her body convulsed frantically, and she experienced, for the first time ever, a whole body orgasm. She screamed, and her juices gushed from her, and her entire being was focussed on this experience!

Matt continued throughout, and prolonged the intensity of the experience, and when he finally came, she collapsed, exhausted from the experience!! Mustering her energy, she managed to mumble "My God!! Matt, that was superb!! You were amazing!! All this time you were right under my nose - look what I've been missing!!!"
 
Matt was amazed when Yvonne climaxed. It wasn't just a normal orgasm, her entire body convulsed and she clamped onto his cock. He felt her juices flooded over his hardness, and she cried out.

That didn't stop him though. He was determined to vent his orgasm into her receptive cunt this time, and his relentless pounding prolonged her release. Yvonne kept cumming until finally Matt pulled himself hard into her and climaxed, spurting his cum into her.

Yvonne collapsed almost immediately and Matt dropped slowly with her. He gently withdrew from her depths and just held her while she regained control over her limbs. It was sexy as hell to feel her quivering softly against him, knowing how much they'd already shared, and how much further they could go.

"What you were missing? Think about me, a good submissive is so hard to come by. Especially for me, I'm a little different than many dominants."

Matt kissed her lips as they sat against the wall.

"So, breakfast?"
 
"mmmm breakfast sounds good! I am starving" Yvonne said, but didn't actually move. It took her quite a while to fully regain control of herself, and when she did, she washed up, and dressed. She wasn't really sure what she would wear but remembering she was on vacation, she selected a light green halterneck top, which finished just above the waistband of her navy, tailored shorts.

Checking out her reflection, she thought she looked sexy and causual, and she turned to Matt, so seek his approval. When she turned, she saw him sitting on the bed, his back to the headboard, smiling in a way, that told her he had watched her dressing. For some reason, this made her blush, despite what they had done earlier.

"Will this do?" she asked, indicating her clothing selection, and at his nod, she took his hand and the left the cabin, opting for breakfast on deck. The selected a table, in a corner,sheltered from the sea breeze, but in the early morning sunshine. The waiter took their breakfast orders, YVonne ordering pancakes and bacon, to go with her ususal fruit and yoghurt, and after the waiter left, she grinned at Matt.

"I dont usually eat this much in the morning, usually just the yoghurt and fruit, but somehow I have a massive appitite this morning! I wonder why that is?!!" She took his hand a squeezed it.
"Can I ask you something else, Matt? You said earlier that you are not like most dominates, what did you mean by that?"
 
Matt at up against the headboard and just watched as Yvonne dressed. For some reason watching her clothe her body was just as enticing as watching her undress. Plus, he liked watching her choose her clothes, getting an insight into how she thought about herself. There was a lot you could learn if you were just willing to look.

When she asked his opinion of her outfit, he of course nodded. For going out, the colors worked on her, the general feel she gave off was sexy and comfortable. Matt nodded his approval before throwing her a wolf whistle.

For his part he wore a loose fitting button down Hawaiian style shirt. The colors were much less garish than typical Hawaiian style, but it was open and loose. His Bermuda style shorts completed the ensemble.

In the breakfast area they placed their orders. Matt was about to comment on the size of Yvonne's order in relation to her size, but she beat him to it.

"If I had to guess, it was the very good fucking you received."

"Can I ask you something else, Matt? You said earlier that you are not like most dominates, what did you mean by that?"

"Nothing derogatory I assure you. Everyone has their own criteria for a submissive, and everyone likes them to behave a certain way. It's a very organic process, and very individual. Take me for instance. I couldn't have a submissive who didn't have a mind of her own. Some dominants prefer a submissive that simply does as told and doesn't question. That isn't me saying I want you to question me, simply that I prefer my subs to have spirit, to know their worth, to be playful and fun to be around. Not everyone has the same ideal, and many of the dominants I know enjoy the 'broken' submissive more than the playful one."

Matt returned her affectionate squeeze on his hand, his eyes on hers.

"Besides, no two dominants are exactly alike. We all have different tastes, different ways we play. For me, a good submissive is willing, playful, obedient, inquisitive, and willing to have her limits pushed a bit. Basically, from what I've seen of you, you're my perfect submissive."

He couldn't quite believe he'd said that after just one night with Yvonne, but it felt right. Her response was postponed by the waiter arriving with their food, but Matt never let go of her hand until the scent of the food hit their nostrils. They shared a mutual little blush before they started eating.
 
It was undoubtedly true, but Yvonne blushed from head to toe at Matt's quietly spoken words!!

"If I had to guess, it was the very good fucking you received."

Thankfully, he continued to explain about the sort of dominant he was, vis a vis others, and as he spoke, and explained, Yvonne knew categorically, that she could never be the utterly submissive submissive! Not the "broken" type! she was used to being in control of every aspect of her life, and she enjoyed, and needed to give up that control, but it required a massive amount of trust on her part, and she could never give that to a man who wanted to subsume her completely. She wanted to be the kind of submissive that Matt spoke of. That was who she was, and who she wanted to discover.

"That type of submissive is the type I want to be Matt, I could never go so far as to be the "broken" type, I think I would lose myself doing that, while with the other type, I feel like I'm finding myself, if that makes any sense to you!" Yvonne explained, as she ate her breakfast. Then switching to a lighter topic, she said, "You think if I was getting that kind of fucking on a regular basis, I could eat this stuff regularly too? Its delicious!!!" she grinned at him, as she sucked maple syrup off her finger tips.
 
Matt smiled as Yvonne spoke, it did make sense. Each person was different, that held true in every aspect of life. It was important that a submissive understood themself, only then could they know what they wanted.

Her comment about regular powerful fuckings made Matt smile wider.

"If you put on weight I know a few good fitness Domme's I could ship you to for a few days."

He winked at her, pretending her slightly salacious licking of her fingers didn't arouse him. Still, that wasn't a bad thing. Actions themselves gave no true power, it was how you reacted to them. Matt loved turning expected reactions around on a submissive. It kept them off balance and further emphasized who was in charge.

"I loved the way you woke me up this morning, rather like the way you're tasting that syrup. I quite look forward to finally getting my tongue on you and bringing you to climax over and over until you beg me to stop."

While Yvonne blushed again, Matt got a list of activities and such that were being hosted on the cruise. A few looked promising, especially if he decided to push Yvonne's exhibitionism just a little.
 
Yvonne grinned at him, her blush subsiding a little. She continued to lick the syrup from her fingers. "Tell you what, play your card right, and I'll wake you up like that every morning!" she said, before rushing to qualify the statement " I mean, for the duration of the cruise, of course!!!"

The finished their breakfast, largely in a comfortable silence. Then they wandered about the deck, impressed with the magnitude of the vessal. It was massive! There were several swimming pools, tennis courts, squash courts, there was a state of the art gym with every peice of fitness equipment imaginable, there was a three screen cinema, a ball room, several restaurants, a spa and numerous boutiques.

Matt was still reading the ships itinerary, and the list of activities available on board, and she turned to him. "Well Sir, what have you selected for us today??!"
 
Matt held his copy of the itinerary as the walked hand in hand around the ship. It was huge all right, clearly designed for this type of event, you could engage in more amorous activities, or just enjoy company, or mingle and look for someone.

If given the opportunity again, he would definitely be returning. The itinerary listed a few things Matt found interesting, but they had time before either demonstrations or group activities were to begin. In the interim, Matt double checked a map and found something that might be fun.

"Oh, a few things for later definitely, but right now I want to see how comfortable you are in your body."

Matt loved her attitude. She was playful and adventurous, saucy enough to be tempting, but if he turned fully into dominant mode or situation, she became submissive without losing herself.

With a tug he led her down a hallway towards an indoor pool. This one was designated differently though. It wasn't filled much at the moment, only couple of women lounging in the pool, but for the first time that would be enough. Besides, the thrill of more coming along could add to it.

"Take off your top Yvonne. I wish to see your breasts again."

He also indicated they'd be entering this section of the ship. It was open roofed for tanning, but walled to keep too many onlookers from gawking. Yvonne would be exposed to those inside, but not to everyone walking by.

A good compromise for her first time.
 
Okay, here it was! She could do this! She could! Yvonne bit her lip, and then reminded herself where she was, and who she was with, and why they were together, and then with a deep,steadying breath, and with out glancing around, she took off her top, leaving herself naked above the waist.

She looked at Matt, and smiled, and deliberately refrained from looking about. She didn't need to know who could see her, just that Mat could! It was more of a struggle than she would have liked, to keep her arms at her side, and not folded across her breasts, but she won through, and hoped it wasn't obvious. Once she adjusted, she discovered that she loved the feel of the sun beating down on her unrestrained breasts, and she sighed deeply, exhaling all her residual tension, and threw her head back and looked up at the sun. She spoke quietly to Matt. "Well, like what you see huh?"
 
Matt waited patiently watched Yvonne. She wasn't delaying, she was preparing, he could see it in her eyes. Eventually she did as he'd ordered and then instantly looked to him.

"Good girl."

His smile was genuine as she fidgeted for a moment, resisting the urge to cover her exposed breasts. The form and sway of her tits was impressive, he changed one of his plans for later mentally, those tits were begging for some undivided attention.

"Yes I do. Why don't you go lay on one of those chairs and I'll get you some sunscreen."

It was so simple, behaving like he expected her to obey. The other two women looked over at Yvonne as she lay down. Neither of them were topless, but this area was reserved for those who either were, or didn't mind being around those who did.

Still, Matt took his time, letting Yvonne feel their gaze on her body. Slowly he made his way back to her, stripping his own shirt and laying in the chair beside her. The bottle of sunscreen he placed on her taut tummy.

"Wouldn't want those lovely tits burned, better rub this on them."
 
Yvonne was a little embarrassed, not so much at being topless, she kind of liked that, but lying on the sun lounger, her nipples were like pencil erasers, rock hard, and her arousal was evident!!

Her heart beat a little faster, as she looked at Matt, his chest impressive and desirable, and she wanted to touch him, and bite him, and lick him all at once. He returned with the sun cream, and proceeded to pour some into his hands, and then, after rubbing them together, he began to put cream on her, focussing on her tits, and her hard nipples. She worked hard to suppress a moan, as he applied the SPF 20 on her, and found herself arching her back into his touch.
 
The flush that highlighted Yvonne's face was a combination of arousal and being very very aware of the people around them. The key here was to keep himself as impersonal as he could get away with and emphasize her own arousal.

Nothing could be done about the pleasure he got from rubbing her lovely tits, it was more in how he handled it. His touch was firm enough to rub the lotion into her wonderful orbs, but also soft enough to get a pleasure reaction going in her body.

As she leaned up, moaning very quietly, a couple of guys entered the area. One tossed a whistle towards Yvonne, which Matt pointedly ignored. He was more interested in the appreciative glace one of the women lounging had given the touch of his fingers. The way Yvonne's nipples protruded made her arousal evident and he moved his touch to just under her breasts, modeling them deliberately, yet no one besides himself knew it was deliberate.

"What do you think little one? You've got some admirers, I bet if you look closely those guys are starting to sport some decent wood from your little display."

His voice was soft and low, only Yvonne could hear him and react to his words.
 
Matt's words heightened her arousal even more. She looked around in the direction he had indicated with his eyes, and she noted that yes indeed, the guys were not only watching closely, they were becoming very turned on, and neither of them seemed to be overly concerned with hiding that fact.

They proceeded to move even closer, and selected a couple of sun loungers no more than ten feet away, on which they sat and watched with interest. Yvonne could feel herself getting wetter and wetter and she knew that one slight touch to her clit would sent her off.

She focussed on Matt, on his hands, and on his face. He was taking this very much in his stride, and Yvonne tried to be blase about it, but she could not control the blush that covered her face. She was pretty sure, by this point, that her tits were well and truely covered with suncream, and her nipples were standing proud, erect from her body, and she furtively rubbed her legs together, subconsciously trying to get relief.
 
Matt couldn't very well go on rubbing her tits, not without giving away what he was doing at least. While that might have it's advantages, at the moment he didn't want to. Let them think they were just lucky enough to stumble on this.

The way her legs slid around, she was very turned on. He was learning to read her body, pick up on it's signals. His hands glided down her tummy, still lotioning her skin.

"Keep your legs still."

His voice was still low, but there was no mistaking the command. He was going to make her cum, but not quite yet. He started rubbing the sunscreen into her legs, focusing on her thighs, right by the hem of her shorts.

"You love giving those guys wood don't you? Knowing they're watching your tit's, imagining their hands wrapped around them, their mouths on your nipples, maybe sliding their cocks between your tits. But they never will, because you're all mine."

Lower, over her calves, then up again.

"Your pleasure is mine, your body, all of it. Now really give them a show, show them your climax."

As he spoke, one of his fingers 'slipped' up her thigh and pressed right on her clit through her shorts.
 
The combination of Matt's words and actions were teaching Yvonne that what she had previously thought of as sexual arousal, was in fact, just the tip of the ice berg. Her whole body was wound so tight that she felt like a tuning fork, ready to hit any pitch!

When he spoke of the guys watching her, she felt her clit pulsing like mad, and she knew that it would take little to push her over the edge, and she rubbed her thighs together, until Matt told her to stop! When Matt said he wanted to give the guys a show, and that she should cum, she wanted to protest, but, as aroused as she was, her thinking was slow! He touched her clit,and she went off like a firework!! She sat up and screamed, her entire body pulsating, and convulsing, as she struggled to fill her lungs with air.
 
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