The Cruise (closed for Last_Rider and I)

Matt admired Yvonne's form as she dived into the water and swam. She had good form, despite her breasts being too big for competitive swimming. He followed her into the water. He used to love swimming, but hadn't had much of an opportunity to enjoy it lately. While Yvonne swam around he lounged a little, trying out a few different swim strokes while also checking out his delightful submissive.

When she popped up and suggested a race, he agreed. He wasn't sure if she could beat him, but a race was always fun. It was close, and while he might have been able to beat her, he also knew he hadn't just let her win. She teased him after she won, and he smiled. The truth was he had allowed much of what he did to be done to him so he'd understand better. Some dominants didn't, but Matt had. It made it a little easier when first meeting someone to know how hard he could go.

"If you'd like to try sometime, I wouldn't mind."

He stole a kiss from her and they returned to swimming for a bit longer before Matt called her over.

"Well, would you care for your massage now?"
 
"If you'd like to try sometime, I wouldn't mind."

Yvonne laughed. "That sounds like acquiesence to me!!! Oh yeah!! Some time soon, I'm gonna turn the tables on you!!!" She grinned, and leaned in a kissed him.

They messed about in the pool for another little while, and she put her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. She bounced up and down a little in his arms, her pussy rubbing his cock.

"Well, would you care for your massage now?"


She kissed him, and nuzzled his neck "That sounds wonderful! Thank you!!" She sucked his ear lobe into her mouth, and suckled it gently, grazing it with her teeth, and then she whispered in his ear "massage me, then ravish me, how does that sound?!"
 
Matt liked playful Yvonne, she was fun and naughty. In public this was about as perfect as he could have asked for. He returned her kiss and nip, letting her feel his growing erection against her sex. His teeth nipped her ear as she whispered, then he spoke back to her.

"Hm, I was thinking, massage you, take you down to a dungeon, flog you into a frenzy of need, then ravish you."

He broke their contact and led her out of the pool. This pool had been his selection because of it's proximity to a spa like setting. They dried and walked over to the other room. Inside they found a table already set up and waiting for them.

"Alright, strip and let my fingers get to work on you."
 
"Alright, strip and let my fingers get to work on you."

Yvonne smiled at him. Doing a mock salute, she clicked her heel, and said "yes sir!" she immediately began to remove her few items of clothing, setting them on the chair.

When she was fully naked, she lay on the bed, face down, and made gestures with her hand to indicate, in conjunction with her muffled voice, where the oils could be found. She was aware of him moving around the room, and she hear soft music begin to play, soft romantic slow songs, and already she felt some of the tension leave her.

As soon as she felt his fingers begin their work on her shoulders, she groaned out "Oh God! Matt, that feels wonderful!!!"
 
Matt found the oils and made sure they were warm to the touch without being hot, then covered his hands with them and started rubbing her shoulders. He had always liked caring for his submissive, and knowing how to pamper them from time to time was a big part of that. He had learned how to give a proper massage not long after the first time a submissive had complained of a cramp and he found himself unable to help.

Now he found the little knots in Yvonne's shoulders and her traps, working her neck, shoulders, deltoids, slowly down her sides and lats. He wanted her so totally relaxed she could feel everything. Very gently his fingers dug into her flesh and coaxed the underlying muscle into a state of relaxation.

"If my technique is lacking just tell me, I want you totally comfortable little one."

He pressed a soft kiss behind one of her ears as his hands moved down her spine to her lower back and worked the tension he found there.
 
Yvonned moaned with pleasure as Matts talented fingers worked the knots out of her sore muscels. He worked from her scalp downward, moving his finger into the tight knots in her neck and shoulders.

Slowly, he worked his way down, little by little, spending a good lenth of time in each place, finding it tight with tension, and leaving it so warm and relaxed. Leaving no part untended, no part missed. And by the time he reached her buttocks, she was on the brink of sleep, so relaxing had his massage been!!

"mmmm you are wonderful at that!! I'll have to make better use of your rime in the office!" she teased sleepily!
 
Matt smiled at Yvonne, leaning over and placing tiny kisses along her spine as she relaxed under him.

"I think that might raise a few eyebrows around the office if I give you massages. Unless you like the idea of an audience to you relaxing so deeply."

He massaged her buttocks deeply, fingers slipping down to tease her lips between her legs from time to time as he relaxed her. The idea wasn't so much to get her hot and bothered as it was to add a general low level arousal to her. His touch slid lower on her thighs, sliding up and down the firm toned legs.

"If you nod off that's ok, but I'll have you flip over in a few minutes, so it would just be a cat nap."
 
"I think that might raise a few eyebrows around the office if I give you massages. Unless you like the idea of an audience to you relaxing so deeply."

Yvonne smiled at that, imagining the ultra politically correct atmosphere of the office, and the shock that would hit each and every one of her co workers, if Matt had her stretched out and was massaging her!!!

She groaned with the pleasure he was giving her, and relaxed into the massage.

Sure enough, true to his word, no sooner had she dozed off, than he flipped her over, and began work on her front. This time, Yvonne admired his form, letting her eyes soak in the perfection that was an almost nude Matt.
 
Matt smiled at Yvonne as he flipped her over and began at her feet this time. He rubbed her soles and toes, rolling her ankles to make sure they're nice and loose before heading up her legs. Slowly along her calves and knees, then her quads and her hips. He was careful to brush her sex a few times, but nothing totally overt.

"Have I mentioned what a perfect little body you have Yvonne?"

His questing fingers now worked across her abdominal muscles, working the stress and relaxing her tummy and ribs.

"Want me to massage your breasts?"
 
Yvonne relaxed completely as Matt’s hands worked their magic, all over her. It was devine! Her entire body felt so boneless, so weightless, and as she closed her eyes, she imagined that she could fly.

Time seemed to be marked only by the change from one song to another, and she drifted from one set of thoughts to another.

Inevitably, she became a little stimulated when he did her breasts, but she also knew that very quickly this could change into wild sex for them, as wild as they both were.

Matt controlled himself, and amazingly so did Yvonne, and when he was done, they kissed, and nothing more. She knew that Matt was eager to try out his flogging technique on her, and she didn’t want to spoil that for either of them, by getting distracted.
 
Matt was careful not to let his massage turn into a grope fest. They both became stimulated when his hands rubbed over her lovely breasts, but he focused on massaging them rather than fondling them. Eventually his hands moved up her chest to her pecs, then over her neck and shoulders again. Finally he was again rubbing her scalp and temples as she relaxed.

"Well, was that what you had in mind Yvonne?"

His lips found hers in an intimate yet very chaste kiss as she lay there, totally relaxed. He wasn't going to rush this, she was relaxed now, and he wouldn't rush her off to her first flogging in this state. Soon enough she'd indicate she was ready, but for the moment he just let her relax and enjoy the aftermath of the massage.
 
Yvonne was utterly boneless and relaxed. She kissed Matt, and relaxed against him.

"That was wonderful! Thank you!" she said "I enjoyed every second of it!"

She knew what Matt had planned for later, and just wanted a little time before hand.

She stretched, rocking her shoulders left and right, her hips in the opposite direction. "How about a little walk on deck before ........ before...... before we move onto other things " she finished. "I think the sea breeze and the sun on my skin is just what I need! Maybe we can grab a cappacino up there too?!"
 
Matt blatantly ogled her body as she moved, recalling vividly how she moved in bed, writhing in pleasure. He forced himself to calm down a little and listen to her words. She wasn't a piece of meat dammit.

"Sure, I want you totally comfortable for this."

They dressed again, still in swim wear, and headed out onto the deck. The ship was big, bigger than Matt thought when he'd first boarded. They found some lounge chairs beside each other and sat, the sun shining brightly and a pleasant breeze from the moving ship. Matt waved over a waiter.

"Oh, you're not just throwing out ideas to postpone, are you little one?"

His eyes were playful as he reached out and caressed her thigh.
 
They sat in the sun, enjoying the light breeze. The cappacino was perfect, and Yvonne played with the foam on the top of the cup, spooning it into her mouth.

"Oh, you're not just throwing out ideas to postpone, are you little one?"

Yvonne flushed. “Well, perhaps, just a little,” she smiled at him, and her mind wandered to what was ahead. She was not afraid that Matt would hurt her, but rather that he would discover just how much she liked it!!!

The finished their coffees and then strolled around the deck for another 15 minutes, and then, biting the bullet, Yvonne said “Okay Matt, I am ready now! Lets do this!”
 
Matt smiled at her honesty and just rubbed her leg softly as they sunned together. He loved just being out with her, feeling the closeness between them, ogling her body without fear of her looking sideways at her. As much as Matt loved the intensity of a scene, he loved the quiet moments shared between partners just as much. Maybe even more if he were to put numbers to the two of them.

“Okay Matt, I am ready now! Lets do this!”

He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

"Follow me then."

He stood and offered his hand to her. He kept the grip on her hand as they walked, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb as they walked down the corridors. Eventually they found their way to the dungeon he had selected and he walked her to a st. andrews cross.

"Strip for me pet, then on the cross, back to me."

As she did as he ordered, he went through the selection of toys available and found the ones he was looking for. He didn't show her the selection yet, he'd wait until she was bound and couldn't chicken out.
 
Yvonne walked with Matt until such time as they reached the dungeon, and she faltered slightly on the threshold, before she steeled herself, and entered.

"Strip for me pet, then on the cross, back to me."

Yvonne quickly began to comply, peeling off her clothing, and then,standing naked, stepping toward the St Andrews Cross, and spreading her arms and legs, positioning herself on the cross, with her back to Matt.

"Is this okay?" she called over her shoulder.
 
Matt moved behind her, quickly locking her ankles and wrists into the cross before his fingers slid along her neck and back.

"Yes, that's perfect Yvonne. You're a natural."

His lips found the spot behind her ear, then where here neck and shoulder met, just lightly touching and caressing. He loved just touching her soft skin. His fingers slid down her back, then over her bottom, giving it a soft pinch.

"Alright Yvonne. Since this is your first time, I plan letting you feel everything at least once."

He showed her the selection of toys he had. There were a few different floggers, a couple with hundreds of falls, but they were thinner. One had maybe 10 falls of broad leather. A few canes of different thickness, a single tail, a riding crop of course, and a cat of nine tails. He wasn't totally sure of the cat, but he wanted her to feel everything at least once.

"Now, you know your safeword is always respected, as is slow. I promise, a few of these I'll only use once, just so you know what it feels like. I'd ask that you do your best to take just one from each."

Matt's eyes locked with hers and leaned over the X, kissing her lips softly.

"This will be very different for you, and anytime you want to slow down just say so. We'll start nice and slow, nothing to worry about."

With that he took one of the lighter floggers in his hand and started swishing it around. He didn't strike her at first, just letting her hear the sound and getting used to the weight. True to his word, the first few blows were softer, striking her ass and upper thighs in a figure eight pattern. Slowly he accelerated his pace until the falls were striking her almost without a pause.

When her skin had developed a nice pink shade he slowed down and set the flogger aside. He kissed the back of her neck again.

"How are you doing Yvonne?"

As he spoke, his hand reached down and started rubbing the newly created erogenous zone over her bottom and thighs.
 
Yvonne was secured on the cross, and Matt showed her the array of implements he had at hand.

"I plan letting you feel everything at least once."

She thought that was a good plan, surely she could manage one stroke of each. The cat o'nine tails looked scary, as did some of the other whips, but she knew Matt was experienced in this, and she trusted him utterly, he would not give her more than she could endure, she was certain.

Her heart was beating quickly, as she waited for him to begin, the anticipation stretching her nerves. She could hear the swishing sound, and was struggling not to crane her neck, to see exactly what he had.

Then he began a little tap, another, quite gentle really, but as she got used to it, he increased the intensity, until her bottom was pink and throbbing with sensation. His hands on her felt wonderful, as they rubbed her reddened and sensitive flesh.

"How are you doing Yvonne?"

"Good Matt, I'm doing good!" she was really enjoying the way the St Andrew's Cross held her open and immobile, helpless, and Matt's soothing voice seemed like a cool salve calming her.
 
Matt nodded and gave her bottom a little pinch.

"Alright, the other flogger I think."

He picked up the heavier flogger, the wide leather falls going to be a very different sensation from the hundreds of narrow that the other had. He swished it a few times, finding the weight and balance of it. Whoever had stocked this ship had certainly done their homework, the toys were all of the highest quality.

His tactic this time was different, he gathered all the falls in his left hand, stretched them with pressure, then released and they smacked against Yvonne's pink bottom. He did this several times, the sudden smacks bordering more on pain as the leather kissed her flesh over and over. After about five of those he started swinging in a figure eight again. This time he used it on her ass and went up. It took some skill to avoid her spine and kidneys, but as it kissed up her shoulders and back her sounds of mingled pleasure and pain were well worth it.

A few more strikes to her ass and thighs and he set the flogger aside. He touched her again, his hands gentle along her bottom as he picked up the riding crop with his free hand.

"This wont be nearly the same, but I think you'll enjoy it. The sensations are different, so you should be able to collect yourself a little while I use it."

His lips found her neck again and he moved around so he could see her eyes again. She was getting a slightly glazed expression, but that was certainly to be expected. The crop would keep her from sensory overload for now.
 
The differing sensations of the variousl floggers, stimulated Yvonne, torturing her and pleasuring her in equal parts. Her skin stung, and felt hot, but deeper than the pain, was a hot buzz which felt really good.

Periodically, Matt would stop and soothe his hands over her heated flesh, and she found her skin to be hypersensative, and the feel of his hands almost magical.

She could hear the swishing of the crop as he cut the air with it, and she braced herself, preparing for the sensations.

This time the pain was concentrated in a much smaller area, just that of the part of the crop that connected with her skin, and she felt a swift, sharp senation, heat that bled into the surrounding skin, and focussed her on what he was doing.
 
Matt smiled as he let the crop kiss along Yvonne's thighs. He spent more time on her inner thighs, leaving pink to red triangles along her skin as the leather struck her over and over. He'd used a crop before, but had never been exceptionally talented with it, but Yvonne seemed to bring out the best in him. The control he had with the crop was very nice, he could strike exactly where he wished to and no where else.

Eventually he set it aside and again caressed her skin. She seemed more aware now, the sharp bites and the spaces between letting her mind regain focus.

"Ready for the canes now?"

He had selected four of them of varying width, the thickest maybe half an inch or so. He took the thinnest and swished it a few times. He placed the cane on her backside and tapped lightly a few times before he dropped a much firmer smacking blow across her cheeks.
 
Yvonne flinched and yelped. The cane hurt like mad!! He hadn't hit her particularly hard, but it had stung much more severely than the crop.

She was slowing and steading her breathing, trying to calm herself.

Over the next ten minutes, Matt worked his way through all four canes, the thinest being the one she found the most severe. Each time he tapped her a couple of times, and then gave her a firm smack of it, allowing the heat to spread, before rubbing his cool hands over her heated flesh.

Twice, Yvonne had been very close to using her slow word, but she was able to hold it together, and breathe through the worst of it.
 
Matt instantly recognized that Yvonne didn't especially like the sharp sting of the cane, but he went through all four as he'd promised. If it was something she didn't really like, he could use it as a disciplinary tool. He also suspected she could tolerate it in smaller doses, as an enhancement to something else.

Finally done with the canes he set them aside and picked up the single tail. It looked kind of like a short bull whip, but wasn't made from leather. It was springy, and he gripped the top in his hands and stretched it back, then released, getting a feel for how it shot out from his hand. He leaned over and kissed Yvonne's neck again.

"You're doing very well, only two more toys. These will probably be the worst, but only one from each. Breathe with it, inhale before the blow, hold as it falls, and exhale. When you find the rhythm it becomes easier."

Matt stepped to one side and preformed the stretch and release again, watching as Yvonne breathed and exhaled. They did this a few more times until he was sure she had the timing down, then slapped the single tail right at the crease where her ass met her thighs.
 
Yvonne barely suppressed her scream. The pain burning across her upper thighs was so intense that she thought she might faint.

She panted rapidly, using all her reserves to get past the pain.

She was on the brink of using her slow word, but as she breathed in to say the word, she felt it ease a little. Her body seemed to burn inside, and she felt liquid excitement gush down her thighs. Breathing slower, and slower still, and she she finally got the better of it, and knowing they were almost done, she managed to hang on, eager to see this through for both of them.
 
Matt was impressed at Yvonne's determination, most would have at least slow worded by now to process the sensations. She was very wet, the last smack from the single tail having left a red line across her bottom and her thighs glistening with her arousal. He trailed the tip of the toy over her skin, just letting it drag across and stimulate the surface.

"I'm impressed, and very very proud of you."

His lips found hers again for a short but passionate kiss. Then the single tail slipped back with the others and he picked up the cat. He'd chosen this one specifically because it was softer, designed for less pain driven submissives. That said it was still a leather cat-o-nine tails, it would hurt like a bitch.

"This will hurt Yvonne, these are designed to cause pain and very little else."

The ends trailed over her skin as he dragged it up and down her back and ass.

"I'm going to hit you just once with it, and on your upper back, your bottom has seen enough use I think. Remember, only one. If you want to try feeling something else on the wall, or one of these again you may ask, so you don't have to safe word after this. If you're ready to be done we'll be done for now."

Again he just swished it, letting her get the rhythm, also letting the anticipation build. When she had it down he drew back and dropped the tails over her upper back with one single blow.
 
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