TROPICAL VACATION, THE FINALE

I used the rope to tie Karl in what I like to call a "mummy wrap".  Rope around his entire body, from ankles to shoulders, knotted at various intervals to keep things firm and tidy, and very little wiggle room.  Placed on his back on the floor beside the bed, he was a comforting sight as I prepared to nap.


"Karl, I want to be awakened in an hour and a half.  Do your best to catch some sleep yourself, and call to me when the time is up.  You'll be judged on your ability to meet the 90 minute wake up call, and for each minute over the correct time you'll earn two punishment points.  For each minute under the correct time, you'll also be punished, but those minutes will give you double punishment points.  I need my full 90 minutes.  Understood?"


"Yes, Milady."


And so I napped.  This sort of thing would happen all week, with variations on the way I tied up Karl, except for a few days when we went on trips around the island and into various parks and sites along the way.  For these trips we hired a cab for four or five hours and did the tourist routine.  No time for a nap, but it was fun to see the tropical splendor of the island.  Most nights duplicated our first night with dinner out, some clubbing, etc., but we did go on two twilight sailboat cruises which were fun, and we saw some wonderful sunsets along the way.


About those punishment points, Karl was very familiar with the concept and knew full well what was coming.  A little different in this case, however, in that all I really had as a "corporal" tool were belts, his and mine.  His belts were a heavier leather than mine, so I used his, both folded over and straight out, during the week.  One stroke per punishment point delivered to his ass.  He earned 40 the first time, as in an effort to avoid double points for being early, he allowed the 90 minutes to go over by 20.  He got better as the week progressed, but was never too early:)  Such a clever boy!


My favorite day, in terms of bondage and punishment, was Thursday, when I decided to hogtie Karl for nap time.  There are many variations on the hogtie, but I like the classical position, with the victim on his stomach, hands tied behind his back, ankles tied firmly, and a length of rope connecting the hands and ankles in such a way that the feet are up in the air and the body is bowed backwards. The amount of bow depends on the length of the rope between the ankles and hands, and some people like to involve the head, balls, etc. into the picture.  On the day in question, however, it was the classic position plus a length of rope tying the elbows together as well.  This prevents at least one form of escape, and since Karl was no Houdini, it was more than sufficient for keeping him stretched backwards and in place.

That Thursday found me fully awake and not needing a nap, so I decided to just play a bit with Karl, and after he'd been hogtied, I placed an apple in front of his face and said "Karl, your task is to eat this apple.   When you're finished, I'll untie you, so get started."  He attempted his first bite, but only managed to push the apple forward.  Slithering ahead tortuously, he reached the apple again, and the same thing happened.  Very amusing, and I watched as he kept trying and kept failing to get his teeth into that apple, each time forced to slither forward with great difficulty.


Gentlemen, you really should try this at home, assuming you have a partner willing to hogtie you, of course.  It's virtually impossible to get that first bite going, as you'll find out.  Well, I helped Karl out after about 10 minutes by placing my bare foot on the apple and holding it in place.  He was finally able to get that first bite in, but when he went for the next bite, I moved my foot back a few inches, and once again the apple rolled away from him.  More slithering, I replaced my foot, another bite, remove the foot, apple pushed ahead, and on and on we went.  It was devilishly delightful to torment Karl in this way, I must admit, but eventually the apple lost its round shape, all the skin was gone, and my foot was getting icky with apple juice.  I had Karl lick my foot clean, then had him chew away at the rest of the apple until nothing was left but the core.  It all took about an hour, and then I felt like a quick nap.  Karl was exhausted as well, so I left him in place and went off for a quick snooze.


"One hour, Karl, wake me in an hour.  The same deal on punishment points."  He later told me that he counted to 3600 in his head in order to get it close, the added another 60 to be sure that he wasn't early.  He's such a quick learner!  As a result, he only earned ten points that day.  All in all, a fine afternoon, and before we knew it, it was Friday, the day before departure.  Karl had been wonderful all week, and I decided to reward him that last day.  After many hours of sexual teasing, I allowed him to use his cock, and we had a grand day of lovemaking with many orgasms reverberating throughout our room.  It was truly a delightful grand finale, and that, my friends, was our Tropical Vacation.