Deck B room 401

I got a rush from the drink. I paced around for twenty minutes then headed to find Deck B Room 401. I made my way to Deck B. As I made my way down the hallway, I passed a man in his 50s with a dad bod. He was wearing swim trunks and sandals, and the actress Evanna Lynch, who was in a skimpy pink bikini, on his arm. She ran a finger up and down his hairy chest and leaned her head against his upper arm as they walked. The man winked at me.

I found room 401 and knocked on the door. "Come in!" called a voice I recognized as Hayley's. I opened the door, and Hayley, wearing yoga pants and dark pink V-neck shirt was kneeling on the floor. I quickly assumed she had gotten on the cruise thinking it would be a normal cruise; thus, she was dressed casually. I could see she was smiling, but it was not genuine. There was some fear and anger behind her eyes. I shut the door.

"I'm Hayley, Master. Do with me as you will," she said, the same look on her face.

I looked around and saw two stocks: one high, and one low, a large wooden X with shackles at the end for wrists and ankles, and there were many sex and bondage toys. "****, get up and do a slow sexy striptease."

"Yes, Master," said Hayley through almost clenched teeth. She stood up and started swaying. She ran her hands up and down her body then pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a rather plain beige bra.

"In the sexiest way possible, tell me how you're a horny **** who needs to be fucked and put in her place."

I could really tell this time that despite the smile, Hayley was hating this as she kept swaying. "I'm a horny ****...I'm such a horny ****....I need to be fucked...fucked hard...and put in my place." She slid her yoga pants down to reveal a pair of bright blue lace panties. She kicked off her athletic shoes then pulled off her yoga pants. "I'm such a horny slut."

I was getting rather hard now, but acted unimpressed. Two minutes later, Hayley was naked. Not only that, but I could tell she was getting turned on. She was flushed and breathing heavily. "Tell me, ****, are you horny?"

"Yes, Master," she said, and again it was obvious she was not enjoying this, and I imaged she hated the fact she was turned on even more.

I put her in the lower stocks, where she had to kneel. Her neck and wrists were trapped in the stocks. I spread her legs and tied her ankles to either end of a four-foot pole that had shackles on the end.

"Beg me to spank you and fuck you, and I mean sound like the horniest, most **** slut ever."

"Oh my god!" cried Hayley. "Please, PLEASE spank me and fuck me! I'm so **** for cock! I need it! I crave it!"

I looked over and saw a collection of paddles and chose one that was shaped like a hand. I smacked Hayley's ass with it.

"OW!" she was not expecting that, but continued, "I'm so horny! I need...."

WHACK!

"Ow! I need cock!" Hayley's pussy was leaking now.