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H O L I D A Y
B O N D A G E
Chapter 1: Introduction and Arrival
A vacation on a tropical cruise ship sounded like a great idea to me! Andeven more so when my Mistress added, "As well as swimming, sunbathing and visitingsome islands, we could have some fun by ourselves in the evenings, becauseI'll book us into a private stateroom!" It was this "fun by ourselves" thatreally excited me -- as her bondage slave (and loving it!), I needed littleimagination to know exactly what she meant!
The first two and a half days of the cruise were very enjoyable. The shipwas not a large one and the other passengers were good company. During theday we swam, sunbathed, played deck games and just lounged about with everyoneelse; but at night my Mistress and I retired early to our cabin, where shemade me strip naked and submit to tight bondage (she used the chairs, tablesand other furniture very imaginatively!). Of course, I also spent considerableperiods with my face between her legs and my tongue working hard on her clitto give her the pleasure she demanded from her slave. She disciplined me lessthan usual because (she said) "I've only your bum to work on. You're wearinga swimsuit so much of the time, and we don't want the marks to show, do we?"
A few other couples, I noticed, tended to retire when we did -- or even earlier;I decided that they were probably honeymooners or other new lovers. Nobodyseemed to mind us leaving the parties and other activities, but I wonderedwhether people thought we were honeymooners too -- how wrong they wouldbe! Sometimes I did get a strange feeling that the other passengersknew what my Mistress and I were doing ... but I reassured myself that thiswas a self-conscious reaction, a sort of 'guilt complex'.
Our first island stop was scheduled for late on the third evening, and myMistress took me to our cabin immediately after dinner because she had arrangedto break the cruise here, to be picked up again after a few days. I packeda bag for each of us, and then my Mistress said, "We won't be docking for alittle while yet; how about a last bit of bondage? We might not have as muchopportunity for the next few days."
I agreed willingly, and soon my wrists were strapped palm-to-palm behind meand another strap was tight and uncomfortable around my elbows. In my mouthwas a gag and protruding from it was a large dildo; I was kneeling betweenmy Mistress' legs, the dildo was deep inside her and the tip of my nose wasmoving gently on her clit.
I was still there when I felt the ship stop and heard the announcement fordisembarking passengers. My Mistress withdrew herself from the dildo and detachedit from the gag ... and then (with a strange glint in her eye!) she held upa large leather blindfold! I made noises of protest behind my gag -- she shouldhave been untying me to get dressed! -- but I was totally helpless to resisthaving the blindfold securely fastened over my eyes. Now her hands went tomy cock; I felt them tying a cord snugly around its base, then there was atug on it and her voice said, "OK, up on your feet ... let's go!"
I couldn't believe what was happening, but I could do absolutely nothing aboutit. My legs were free but, totally unable to see and with my hands securelybound, running away was out of the question ... and in any case the insistenttug on my cock was somewhat difficult to resist! I became aware of the seabreeze on my naked body, then of walking carefully down what felt like a gangplank.I hoped it was covered, but suddenly I realised that there were other peoplemoving along it too!
As we reached a flat solid floor, there seemed to be even more people aroundus and a female voice (very close by) said excitedly, "Oh look! He's quitenaked ... and his arms are tied! Is he a slave or something?!" I could feelmy face turning bright red with embarrassment, but at the same time my cockgrew harder with a strange sort of excitement!
Suddenly my Mistress stopped me and a voice asked her for her passport! Mymind boggled at the idea that we were in a real immigration office, and I hardlyheard her answer to that and the next few questions. But I became fully awarewhen, in answer to the question, "Are you travelling alone?" she replied calmly, "Yes,accompanied by my personal slave here"! With a growing sense of unreality Iheard every word of the ensuing conversation.
Official: "You are not importing him?"
My Mistress: "What do you mean?"
Official: "Well, if you are importing him, you must have the approval documentsand pay the import duty."
My Mistress: "No, he's simply accompanying me on my vacation."
Official: "Then you must deposit a bond equal to your slave's likely valueon the black market. We don't want vacationers bringing slaves in, sellingthem through some unlicenced dealer, and just walking away with all the profits."
My Mistress: "Well, if you must ... what would my slave be worth?"
Now followed yet further humiliation for me; I had to stand there, dumb andblind, while strange hands 'inspected' me! My helpless naked body was proddedand pinched, my nipples were squeezed and even my cock and balls were fondled!A second person was called to give an opinion and the process was repeatedby smaller hands, obviously a woman's. My Mistress was asked if she had a photographof my face and finally a verdict was passed: "Without actually seeing his face,ma'am, we would value your slave at about two thousand dollars". The exchangecontinued ...
My Mistress (audibly incredulous): "What? I can't spare that much cash!"
Official: "I'm sorry, but rules are rules, you know. Your slave will haveto stay here until you leave the island ... or until you can have the moneysent from your bank perhaps? If you need a slave during your visit, we canrecommend a slave hire service."
My Mistress argued for a while, but to no avail; at last she conceded, "OK,if that's the way it has to be. I do have the name of someone on the islandwho may be kind enough to lend me the money. If I can arrange this, when canI collect my slave?"
"Tomorrow after 10 a.m.," was the reply. "We'll be closing soon for the night.And don't worry, ma'am, we'll look after your slave!" The voice sounded sincereenough (I had no way of knowing whether my Mistress was reassured) but I wascertainly worried as I was led away. Without her (whom I had always trustednot to let anything really bad happen to me) I might be on my way to real slavery,and I was utterly helpless to prevent it! In fact, I was so confused that itwas the middle of the night before I realised that she hadn't even tried toreassure me!
After a short walk my blindfold was removed and, looking around, I found myselfin a small room containing little more than a bed. Two people were with me,a man and a woman, both black and wearing smart uniforms. The man said, "Now,slave, we don't want your stay here to be any more uncomfortable than necessary,so we'll remove your gag if you promise not to make any noise or wasteyour breath asking questions. Nod if you agree ... and remember, there aretwo of us and it'll be easy to put the gag back if you reneg!"
I thought for a moment, but obviously I had no choice, so I nodded. The womanremoved my gag and they both waited, clearly wondering whether I would keepmy word. When I said quietly, "Thank you -- my jaws were getting pretty stiff," theman smiled and said, "I'm glad you're going to co-operate. As a reward, we'llmake you a bit more comfortable."
My tight arm straps were replaced with relatively comfortable wrist cuffsjoined by a short chain, but any ideas of escape were dashed by a very heavychain connecting one of my ankles to a ring in the floor! The 'warders' left,locking the 'cell' door behind them. The strange surroundings, plus the chainkeeping my wrists behind me, made it difficult to sleep, but finally wearinessovertook me and I dozed off.
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I was woken quite early the next morning by the 'wardress' unlocking the doorand saying, "OK slave, wake up! Here's your breakfast ... but first," she continuedwith a grin, "you'll have to earn it! On your knees here by the bed!" Iobeyed, wondering what was expected of me, but when she sat on the bed in frontof me and raised her skirt it wasn't hard to guess!
She wasn't wearing panties and soon my mouth was buried in the dark thatchof her pussy. I had never given head to a black woman before and I found itvery exciting; my enthusiasm helped my 'wardress' to two climaxes before shepushed me away, saying, "Very good, slave -- you've certainly earned your breakfast!"
After breakfast I was left alone for some hours, enough time to wonder whatmy Mistress was doing and to get quite worried about whether I would ever getout of this cell. When at last my warders returned, I was ready to start askingsome questions; but they gave me no chance and gagged me again, saying, "YourMistress is coming to collect you soon, but she wants the gag in -- she saysyou're a talker if you get half a chance!"
A few minutes later -- to my great relief -- in walked my Mistress, smilingcheerfully, and said, "Hello slave, I hope you're pleased to see me!" and addedto the warders, "Now, where's this security gadget you've been talking about?"
What they showed her was a queerly-shaped padlock of very heavy metal, whichthey fitted round my scrotum just above my balls. It clicked shut solidly,the wardress took two keys from it and handed one to my Mistress, saying, "Itcan't be removed, you see, because his balls won't fit through the hole, andit's made of extremely hard metal that's almost impossible to cut. And both thesekeys are needed to open it ... which protects both you and us."
The arrangements appeared to be complete, and my Mistress led me out of mytemporary prison, but not before she put my blindfold on again: "I don't wantyou to see everything -- not just yet, anyway." She helped me into a car and,as we drove off, she continued, "I'm taking you to the lady who very kindlylent me the money for your bond. You didn't know you were so valuable, didyou? Now, I want you on your best behaviour for her; remember whereyou would still be if she hadn't been so kind!"
I took her point and decided that my complaints could wait until a more opportunemoment. The lady -- whom my Mistress introduced as "Mistress Anne" -- tooksome time to inspect me very closely. I did my best to co-operate, standingto attention and posing in other ways while she stroked and prodded my nakedbody. She fondled my cock until it was fully erect and I almost came, twistedand pinched my nipples with her nails until my eyes watered, and struck meseveral times with a light whip ("... to see how his skin marks").
Finally she turned to my Mistress and said, "Well, I'd say that the valuationis a fair one. And I propose to forget about any interest on my loan, if youwill just loan me your slave for one evening.... Good," she continued aftermy Mistress agreed readily, "it will be nice to get my hands on some new slave-fleshfor a change. The importation policy makes it hard to get new slaves, but Ithink that all-in-all it's a good policy; without it, we'd be sure to havea glut!"
Shortly after this we left and got into the car again; my eyes were againblindfolded, but when we reached our destination it wasn't hard to guess wherewe were -- a busy hotel foyer! My Mistress asked for her room key, and a cheerfulfemale voice replied, "Yes, ma'am. I see you have your slave with you now --do you want him taken down to the slave quarters?"
My mind was getting used to surprises, but I was still wondering what sortof place this was! To my relief, my Mistress replied, "No thanks -- not yet.I'll take him to my room for the moment." A few minutes later a door closedbehind us and my Mistress removed my blindfold; then she said, "Now, I'll takethe gag out if you promise not to make a fuss. Then I'll tell you a bit aboutthe week we'll be spending here and maybe answer some questions ... but letme make one thing clear: we WILL be spending a week here, even if youhave to be gagged and shackled the whole time!"
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