I never forget this enjoyment journey – 3

I now stepped back, rejoining my wife in one of the lounge chairs. “Well I must say Madeline, you are indeed an unexpected delight, and I for one am glad to have met you,” I told her quite honestly. “That was indeed, a very strange, though very erotic little experience.”

She smiled at that. “I’m glad to have met the two of you as well, and hope that we’ll again have the opportunity to explore a few other things together as well. Perhaps tonight, since it is fetish night,” she then added hopefully.

We all parted company then, Nova and I both heading back inside for a shower, and then actually dressing for lunch, something which now felt strange in actually wearing clothing as we’d both gotten so used to not wearing any.

We sat enjoying our lunch however, and wondering about the evening entertainment. We of course had a few vague ideas of what to expect, especially with the theme and all. We’d of course purchased a few appropriate items to wear when coming to it, but neither one of us had truly dabbled in anything really too kinky, until recently of course.

Dressing up as part of a party, enjoying the look of others was one thing. How far either one of us could actually go, or participate in whatever challenges might be asked of us, or require us to face, was something we could only deal with, when and if it happened.

Which of course…it would.

**

For those who wished to attend, the “Fetish on the Sea” party as it was called began at 8:00 that evening. Nova and I were surprised at the rather large turnout realizing that so many would actually attend such an event, but apparently it was in fact one of the more popular evenings planned during the ten day cruise.

Nova had in fact gone out and purchased a few items for us to wear. I wasn’t at all sure, or entirely all that comfortable in wearing the tight leather pants, though especially the collar with the chain attached to it, which my wife would be leading me around by. The outfit she’d chosen however was certainly far more interesting. She looked a little like Cat Woman as portrayed by Halle Berry in the movie, though without the head gear.

I actually wouldn’t have minded her wearing something like that either, but with her long dark hair and a simple eye mask, she looked good enough even then. Her full breasts were certainly an obvious feature, the thin skinned material highlighting every precious curve, not excluding her sculptured ass. But my favorite thing about her particular costume was the strategically spaced zippers that could easily be undone, giving access to the more intimate parts of her entire body.

Once again, we were also pleased to see that both Frank as well as Beverly were in attendance as well, though Frank was in fact a bit more uncomfortable as he was indeed wearing a piece of headgear that completely covered his face. Beverly had shown some boldness herself, her leather bra having cut-outs, allowing each one of her nipples to protrude quite erotically through it. A pair of very short, black leather shorts,

high heels and fishnet stockings, along with several dangerous looking spikes and chains hanging on her completed the ensemble. Not too surprisingly, we all took a table together, ordered drinks, and then enjoyed the parade of sometimes macabre, sadomasochistic outfits seemingly worn by nearly everyone in attendance.

But the one thing that the four of us all found quite interesting, and extremely curious, were the various platforms, and props that had been placed about the ballroom area. Obviously there wasn’t a scheduled band, though a DJ was playing appropriate music for the night’s event. But as I said, the various platforms, stages, with somewhat interesting devices which had been spread about, proved to be an interesting topic of conversation as we all sat trying to figure out what their various purposes might be for. And in consideration of the cruise we were on, the prospects of finding out soon enough would prove interesting to say the least.

The first part of the evening as it turned out, could only be described as a sort of a dog and pony show. There were several masters and submissives, each one being shown off on what was some sort of a judging platform, much like you really would see at a championship dog show. There was much grooming, petting, some of it quite erotically so, along with some obvious obedient commands being given and then offered towards others. Eventually some of the side props were put to use, one of the more interesting,

at least as it ended up being for me was what appeared to look like a long table with straps on it. The four of us had wandered over to it, curious as an older gentleman was in fact strapped down on it. Within moments, his mistress/master had given him a rather large, very impressive erection, his prick suddenly disappearing down through the hole in the table, beneath it which sat a couple of other collared and chained men and women. Once he’d been restrained, his arms and legs securely fashioned, his mistress then bared the cheeks of his ass merely by undoing a couple of again strategically placed zippers in his tight fitting pants.

Standing on a small step, she selected what appeared to be a riding crop from many such devices that were obviously available for whatever use. When she actually came down with it across his ass, each of us hearing the “twap” as it hit his bare skin, I was immediately reminded of the earlier escapade we’d had out on the deck of our stateroom with Madeline. If I thought I’d had MY ass hit hard, I was sadly mistaken as the woman standing over him made it clearly evident she was only beginning as she struck him again, repeatedly. It was Nova however that brought something else to my attention as she did that.

“Look at those two underneath the table,” she told me. I did…and was surprised to see the two similarly collared individuals, dressed very much the way I was, hungrily licking and sucking the guy’s dick as he lay there on the table getting his ass spanked.