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. "Slave, 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 slave 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 slave...I'm such a horny slave....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, slave, 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 desperate slut ever."

"Oh my god!" cried Hayley. "Please, PLEASE spank me and fuck me! I'm so desperate 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.