A Fetish Honeymoon · Part 1 (1/3)
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A small reading hint: the names may appear fantasy names, until you read them backwards. Except of the city where it all takes place….. Just pronounce it; This story is a saucier and more story-like rewrite of the original “Fetish and the Feast” of 2005 1: Landing and arrival. As the hover-cruiser circled over the city, Ynroh-N-Toh looked out of the window. The cabin crew had just given her a drink through the small ring-gag trainer which was strapped to her head. She had seen it in the mirror briefly, and she thought the purple colour of the straps looked good with the rest of her wedding outfit. She was glad the ring was small, about 1”, for she had worn it quite some time.
She could wriggle her lips a little bit around them to keep them from falling asleep, and to sort of smile at her wedding reception. Unfortunately, wriggling her lips increased the drooling, and the cabin crew was polite enough to wipe the worst away. They could not wipe away her juices though, which by now were overflowing her wedding outfit and wetting the seats. Oh well, she thought, it had been a wonderful feeling, being held horny and on the edge throughout your wedding day, even though she was longing for more orgasms to release the accumulated tension in her loins. She thought back about the day, the day they say you will remember always.
Her mother and her maids had dressed her early in the morning, with the most wonderful new clothes and outfit. They had started by shaving all her bodily hair and filled her loins with a well sized dildo and anal plug. Her mother would have been surprised (or perhaps not, Ynroh-N-Toh being who she was) if she’d known her daughter had recognised both toys as the random setting, long power remote control versions. Just seeing them being unpacked, and feeling them being inserted without lube, made her excited, and no lube was really necessary.
Her hips & loins were sealed with a wonderful purple leather chastity belt, with a wide strap which kept her buttocks apart. She tried to see where the key went after her mother locked it, but she lost sight. She took some time to admire herself in the mirror, secretly tensing her inner muscles to squeeze and welcome the intruding toys. Already she could feel her senses gearing up. If only her mother would not notice…. she hoped the chastity belt would keep the scent of her arousal inside as it would the intruders. Next, her figure was accentuated with a richly embroidered silken corset lovingly tightened by her mother. It had a number of soft leather circles sewn onto it, each with a D-ring sticking out. When her mother was finally satisfied, the corset gave her a wonderful small waist.
It was topped by a red leather strap bra, which held her breasts firmly up & forward. Her sisters had put on 2” wide purple leather cuffs, each with multiple D-rings, at her wrists, her elbows and her thighs. The matching ankle cuffs had to wait, as they would not fit inside the knee high boots with 5” heels, which had black straps to close them. Her sisters then put larger bondage straps over the boots. To top it off, her mother had draped a see-through dress over her, so all the marriage guests could just make out what was underneath.
Ynroh-N-Toh paraded proudly in front of the mirror, looking at herself, how the straps, the corset, the cuffs made her curves look wonderfully bound, trussed, captivated…. ready to be presented to her future husband. She would have given anything to turn the intruders on to their high setting, it just felt so good. Yet she knew she had to restrain herself, her moment would come. “Good luck, my little girl, remember everything we have taught you about men and married life” her mother had said when they were done. If only she knew how much her little girl had already practiced on men who were in a married life. But that’s another story.
They had been transported to the ceremony by a wonderful float-coach, with four well-built male servants in torso-harnesses and shiny PVC-jeans at each corner, to protect the precious load. Her Mother was wearing a beautiful silver-shine latex catsuit, with a crimson red leather waistcincher and same colour breast binder over it. Her sisters had the same outfit, but in more subdued colours. As they could not out-dress a bride, they wore their hooded catsuits, with eyes & mouth openings. The servants had everything polished to the glossiest shine, including all the 5” heel boots.
Looking at the shine in their eyes, Ynroh-N-Toh knew her sisters had vibrators in them, and they clearly were doing their work. “Lucky bastards to have their own remote control”, she thought, “just wait till our next evening together, and I’ll show you how to win an orgasm contest!” She had looked at the coach servants and secretly thought of being served breakfast by two of them, to try and get herself over the edge. It almost worked, as she tried to feel the silent toys in her, but then she remembered she had to stay calm for a little time yet, being the bride. At the wedding temple, her father had escorted her to the room for the bride & family.
When he was sure no-one could see him, he winked away a tear as he looked as his little girl, all bound up for her wedding. “This is both a painful and proud moment, sweetheart. You are all grown up and soon we will no longer have you in our house. I hope you will remember us and come to see us sometimes.” He kissed her on the cheek and gave her a last glance. “Now hold still. It is my father’s right, the last right I have with you, to give you the last item to make you ready to meet your husband”. He had taken out the head-trainer, again in purple leather, with a ring gag. He had strapped it over her head with numerous buckles, to make sure she could not speak.
“You take care now, little girl, I know you’ll do well”, he said, as he clicked on the blind-fold.
She had felt excited, her marriage was now really close. She also felt a pang of tears, as her father had seemed sad to give her away. She had heard the clang of some delicate chains and felt her arms being pulled backwards. Someone had attached them to all the D-rings of the cuffs and the corset, so she could no longer use her arms. Then her father had guided her into a large room, she could tell by the sound of many people. In the hover cruiser, Ynroh-N-Toh had only just calmed down a little from all the excitement of the marriage, and now the air-ship was about to land in her honeymoon city, chosen by her husband. She moved her arms about a little, to keep them awake.
After the ceremony, they had readjusted the small chains, to keep her elbows tied behind her back to the corset, with her hands in front of her tied to the belly-rings. She could just about shake hands, as you are supposed to do, on your wedding reception. On the planet of Yoj-Xes, the parents choose the partner, the husband chooses the honeymoon city. She looked over to Rewollof, her new husband, and saw he was also looking out. He blinked at her, excitement in his eyes too. He looked handsome, powerful, trust-worthy.
The shiny leather harness around his torso which could be seen under his jacket made him look even more manly, especially in combination with the leather pants in royal blue, with shoe-laces going down from his hips. In her mind, Ynroh-N-Toh thanked her mother again for choosing this husband for her. Apart from his good looks, Rewollof came from a rich family, from the people of Llud. The Llud’s are known to be sportive, though sometimes rather unimaginative. Rewollof lived in Seniom Sed, the capital. Instinctively, she knew he would take care of her well. She imagined Rewollof was happy to have been married to a Citore-Lauxes as well.
Ynroh-N-Toh was from the tribe of Citore-Lauxes, who are well known for their physical elasticity, sportive talents, sexual prowess, creativity. Her family was one of the older and noble ones in Ygro, the heart of Citore-Lauxes, and the capital. Her name means Source of Power (in Citore-Lauxes dialect) or Master of Harmony (in Llud dialect). No wonder Rewollof had been glad with the choice of his parents.
After she had nodded in agreement to the question of the major, they were pronounced man and wife. Someone had operated the remote controls on those words, and the dildo and anal plug had sprung to life inside of her almost immediately. Full blast too. She welcomed the vibrations, she had felt so excited all day already. She knew she was about to see her husband, and hoped quietly she would not orgasm too early. Someone had put his hands around her, behind her back. He held her tight, this unknown man, her husband. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, the strap-bra made sure she felt it alright.
She could feel his masculine presence, smell his skin and his leather outfit, feel him breathing on her. His blindfold was taken off before hers, so he could see this future wife before she could see him. She could hear him sigh when he saw her, all strapped up and wrapped up in high quality bondage. When her blindfold was taken off too, the first thing she saw were his eyes, wonderfiul blue eyes looking at her, at her face behind the trainer gag straps. Then she saw his mighty chest held together by leather straps. He looked great, and the build up of all the tension of the day plus the onslaught of the vibrations inside of her, made her come almost directly after she leant against him.
The audience must have recognised her shuddering for what it was, for there was applause and the occasional “Aaah”. You must know that in Ygro, it is considered a very good sign for a marriage if the bride climaxes upon seeing her husband. That is why they are often stimulated to the boiling point just before the ceremony. This has led to some embarrassing situations in some marriage ceremonies….but that’s yet another story. After the ceremony and the piercing of their wedding-rings in the left nipples, they had danced the opening dance, with him leading her gently with one hand on her bound arms, one on her corsetted belly. He whispered in her ear where he came from.
His eyes had lit up when he found out her back-ground, just as they had lit up when her beautiful and well filled breast was exposed for the nipple ring (performing weddings was always an attractive position among the civil servants, as they were the ones who applied the nipple piercings). Given the rich families Ynroh-N-Toh and Rewollof came from, the wedding, and the rings, had been done by the major himself.
She must have been staring at him in the hover-cruiser, for he seemed to answer a question in her eyes. “Welcome to Bi Dee-SeM, my dear. This is where we will spend our honeymoon. I hope you will like it, the Festival is precisely this week, we were lucky to get rooms”. Her mouth dropped, or actually, would have if it could have. Honeymoon in Bi Dee-SeM?! At the time of the renowned Fetish Feast & Festival? This would be a week! And what a choice for a Llud! Rewollof must have quite some hidden talents. The Fetish Feast & Festival of Bi Dee-SeM was notorious all over Yoj-Xes, as it brought every possible dream & fantasy to life, and out in public too.
During the Fetish Feast & Festival, every possible fetish wear or toy can be bought and tried. In the evenings, a parade rolls through the city, and people can show their new outfits and toys on the cars to the cheering public. Newcomers can show their coming out to their newly discovered fetish. Even live action on the cars is possible, there are spanking cars, tickling cars, SM cars, etc. The people of Bi DeeSeM are among the most liberal of Xoy-Xes, anything goes. At the end of the festival, a extra festive parade takes place, where the pro's from the exhibition show their shows one last time, with all the public in their best, their most shiny, their tightest, outfits.
Ynroh-N-Toh had guessed Rewollof was rich, otherwise he would not have been able to afford such a honeymoon. She got excited about all the things she would see, try, and do. Just at that time, the dildo's sprung to life again. They had gone to a random vibrating sequence, occasionally annoying, otherwise pleasant surprises. She often wondered who had the remote. Her fantasies took hold of her and she imagined what she looked like, beautifully bound and just married. She shuddered once again, softly in her seat.
After landing, their luggage was carried for them, all pre-arranged. Rewollof guided her carefully through customs and to a waiting float-coach. Once they were inside, he gave her a drink, and a kiss on the nose. "This is great, my darling, the Festival of Bi Dee SeM and we are in the middle of it all. I can't wait to see the markets and show, can you?" She shook her head, her eyes shiny with excitement. In the hotel she looked around while the luggage was brought up and Rewollof took care of this. Being a true Citore Lauxes, she was totally at ease walking around bound & gagged. Her sisters had tied her up many times over the years, and had obviously gotten the treatment returned.
In times of Peace, she and her sisters had watched secretly at their brothers and their own bondage experiments. She fondly remembered those moments, especially when the older sisters had explained what tool can do what, having themselves nicked the books or magazines from their parents bedrooms…
The hotel bed was big with rings in all sorts of places, even pulleys at the ceiling. Big mirrors on wheels could be placed wherever one wanted to see himself. A large bear skin in front of a fire place, a similar skin on the balcony, where one had absolute privacy while overlooking the city. Obviously, this was the wedding suite for the sexually active! Ynrhoh-N-Toh could see herself enjoying herself in here, or being enjoyed for that matter. When they were finally alone, Rewollof came over to her and looked deep into her eyes. "Finally alone, my dear, now I can kiss you, unlock you" It was not done for a husband on Yoj-Xes to have his wife "run free" too quickly.
Very delicately he unstrapped her trainer and took the ring out. She made him smile with the funny faces she drew to get her muscles back in normal order. They looked at each other. “You look….beautiful, like a strong knight who will protect me” she finally said. Her first words to her new husband. “You too, my dear, like a princess a knight would die for to protect” he said, while untying the delicate chains which had kept her arms. “And yet, I can see the strength in you, the kind of strength with which I can relax, trusting you will protect me too if need be.” He embraced her, carefully at first, stronger when she replied the gesture with full compassion.
When he let her go, his hands lovingly traced the outlines of the corset, played with the rings. He admired the cuffs, the boots, the bondage straps, the chastity belt. She looked at him admiring her, smiled. His movements were of adoration and love, care, firm perhaps but fair. “And where will you go for in the festival” she said quietly, hesitantly but curious. He smiled. “This had been burning on your lips ever since I told you where we were going, hasn’t it?” She nodded, the question repeated in her eyes. “There is much I want to explore. My imagination has dreamt for many years of restraint gear, and big plugs.
I do not know my preference for leather, latex, steel, or perhaps all of them. I do not think I fancy gasmasks and the like. What about you?” She looked deep into is eyes, believed him. She still had to get used to him being her husband, that she could confide her deepest fantasies to him, fantasies she had kept to herself for years. “Me too” she replied. “I like things to hold me tight, yet allow me to play around, or be played with. I really loved the corset my mother gave me, it made me feel so strong. I know I like my toys active and big. The trainer gag felt good”. “It looked good on you too” he said with a dry voice. A thought struck her, and her smile became devious.
“If you like restraint gear, how about this?” she said, and pulled her head trainer over his head. He looked surprised, then his curiosity got the better of him. A bit hesitantly, he opened his mouth and let the ring in. For him too, he had to get used that he could share his fantasies with someone else, that he could enact them. She closed the buckles, had to pull to make them fit, as his head was bigger then hers. “You know, it really looks good on you, although I think we need a different colour for you” she said, as she examined him carefully. “How does it feel for you?”. Unable to speak, he raised a thumb.
“Good, let’s see how you like this then” she replied and clicked her blindfold onto the gear. As soon as she had clicked it on, she moved position behind him. She let her hands caress his body in different places, surprise him. As he turned around, so did she. She slowly took off his jacket. “I guess I can do this now, now that we’re married” and ran her nails delicately over his chest. She gently pulled the straps across his torso. “That looks wonderful, it makes you look so strong. We will definitely get you more of these.” When she undid his pants though, she had a surprise. He was also wearing a leather chastity belt, with his rod fighting against a few straps which held him up.
She searched for a key, and found one in a delicately small pocket at the back of the belt. However, it would not fit his locks. She thought for a moment, then realised something. She tried the key on her own chastity belt, and sure enough, it fit. With a relief, she took it off and both the vibrators fell out. Good as they were, after over 12 hours she had had enough. She examined her own belt and found a key-pocket at the back as well, holding both a key and a small remote. She examined the remote and clicked it, saw him jump. “Aha, so we both….” She mumbled. She quickly released him, and his first movement was indeed to take out a fairly large anal plug as well. She smiled.
“12 hours is enough for you too?” He nodded, tried to smile. She re-examined his belt and found a remote control, activated every time he leaned to something hard, like a seat. Now she understood the randomness of her own “visitors”. Very carefully she examined his body with her eyes, her hands, avoiding his rod at first.
His hands were searching for her, and she let him catch her sometimes. She had taken off the dress and strap bra, so his hands could examine her breasts. Oh, how delicately they did so, she instantly loved his hands, gentle yet firm. She turned around and let him unleash the corset, which he was amazingly good at, considering the blindfold. Wearing only the cuffs on her wrists and thighs, she undid his blindfold and showed herself to him, with her arms up. “Here I am, your wife, with nothing to hide.” She could see his eyes feasting on her every curve, drooling through the gag. She kissed him gently on his nose, chest and elsewhere. “I guess we can talk again now, my dear” and took off the trainer straps. He did not use many words, but they sure researched each other the rest of that night.
2: First day at the festival. After breakfast in their room, Rewollof and Ynroh-N-Toh were about to dress up for their first day. Ynroh-N-Toh searched her luggage, to see what her mother has packed for her. "I really liked what you wore yesterday" Rewollof said behind her, when he saw her contemplating. She looked over her shoulder, and gave him the women's look. "Yesterday was my wedding, I can't possibly wear that again on a normal day, you dippo. I'll save that outfit for real festive days. But I may have something for you yet. Don't look and be back when I call you." Rewollof retreated to the salon of the suite, waiting anxiously.
Ten minutes later Ynroh-N-Toh emerged, dressed to visit the Fetish & Feast Festival. His mouth dropped, his eyes became big. She looked gorgeous. A glued-to-the-skin black latex shirt with holes for the breasts would have showed her lovely breasts dangling, had it not been for a red leather breast-strap bra ("a booby-trap", she called it later). Her wrists and neck had 2" cuffs and collar, in matching red, steel this time. "The first cuff 'n collar set I bought, with my big sister, when I turned 18" she giggled, seeing his eyes going over it. "I'm so glad mother packed it, it feels so good."
With body-paint, she had painted her arms & shoulders apple green, with her breasts fresh green. Nipples and lips were crimson red. A small gold chain hung between the collar's D-rings and her wedding piercing. Looking lower, he saw a short rubber skirt, in the same green of the paint, touching just about some red thigh-high boots, buckled all the way down to the 4" heels. She looked at him."I guess we do have to show we are married, my dear." she said and quickly got the collar she wore the day before. She locked it on him, pocketed the key, and added a small chain from the collar to his wedding piercing, sticking out proudly through the hole in his leather shirt. “Almost ready now.
Lower your pants, please” she said. He looked surprised, but did as told. Standing behind him, she pulled down his underwear, skillfully inserted a sizable vibrator and pulled his clothes back up. “We’ll have to get you some thong underwear, my dear Rewollof, it looks much better on your buttocks and….it holds the plugs better inside!” she said, the last line with a big grin.
He had gulped when being invaded and was about to say something, when she handed him a remote control. “Here, this is mine, I’ll keep yours. Can we go onto the street now, my dear? I would think we are ready." she asked, while turning around showing him proudly all the details, "I do want to try and be worthy of your pride." She pushed the button to activate his butt-visitor with a smile on her face. “Like it?” He reveled in the moment, the movements inside him and the sight of his wife. "Believe me, you are very much ready for the street.", pressed the button of her remote to “Full Blast” and took her down and onto the streets, buzzing both in his butt and in his head from excitement.
As they were approaching the festival grounds, Rewollof put his arms around her and said: “You know I come from a well off family. You & I can buy anything we like, but on one condition only: it is to be used at least once. Understand?” She looked up at him. “Really, anything? Oh Rewollof, this is going to be great! I’ll get you some really nice things to wear. Oh yes, and to play”. They strolled through the city and let their eyes feast around. Bee-Dee-SeM was already a sensual city, where something in the air, the ground or whatever it was, made all the locals easily intimate, walk naturally with sensual moves.
Over the centuries, it had become the epicentre of the planet Xoj-Zes for making fetish clothing that brought out the best of people on the outside, as well as making great erotic toys to bring the best of people inside. With the Fetish Feast & Festival about, the people of the city were doing their best even more to show why they deserved this title. The buildings, already sculptured in a flowing architecture that often resembled human forms, were decorated with high-scent flowers, the kind of scent to stimulate a certain mood. Every where you looked, people were dressed to look seductive, attractive, shiny, submissive, dominant…..even the air seemed to be loaded with eroticism.
The street artists would show erotic arts, sell bondage gadgets, you name it.
They oriented themselves at the Festival plan, to find an abundance of workshops, a dating service for people of same interest to find each other (“4 Inexperienced ladies from Evals-Tneidebo, looking for spanking initiation by strong Masters from Ssob” and the like), and of course the large shopping area. On Rewollof’s suggestion, they went for the workshops, to see what they would like before going shopping. Ynroh-N-Toh agreed, she was curious like a child going into a candy factory, and did not need the plugs in her to vibrate her to excitement.
First they went to Shibari workshop, the art of rope bondage from the distant continent of Noppin, where rope bondage has become something mystical, putting you in a trance. The Master, Epor Fo Ytnelp, had both Ynroh-N-Toh and Rewollof bound in various positions by his assistants, themselves dressed in roped body bondage. At one point they found themselves facing each other, Rewollof on the table in a hogtie, with Ynroh-N-Toh suspended upside down with her arms and legs trussed up to her body, while Epor Fo Ytnelp calmly explained at length how it was all done so they could try it at home as well. Ynroh-N-Toh liked it, the tight rope cutting-into-your flesh, but Rewollof was less excited.
Nonetheless, Ynroh-N-Toh bought some lengths of colourful bondage ropes, to experiment later on. While walking on the street, Rewollof’s eye was caught by a book at a street-shop, “Bondage and physical limits”. It seemed very useful with do’s and don’ts in spanking, suspension bondage,
A Fetish Honeymoon · Part 1 (1/3)
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