Aaron and Melissa Part Three: The Resort Weekend Begins

Aaron and Melissa Part 3 After Aaron agreed to go to the resort, anxiety began to set in. When he turned his mind inward to identify the cause, it became clear quickly: he loved being viewed as a sex object by women. It wasn’t just about one specific woman; it was broader than that. He adored watching the female audience members at the competition stare and leer at him. He understood now that this represented a trade-off - he had surrendered his traditional dominant male persona to gain their attention. But saying he gave it up entirely wasn’t quite accurate; deep down, giving it up wasn’t in his nature. At his core, he cherished receiving loving female assertiveness. However, existing in that role with men nearby was another matter. He worried about being judged by these strangers and mocked for not “being a man”.

The irony was that everyone who met him found him impressive. The first thing people noticed was his physique: strong, fit, and agile. Next came his personality; he was generally outgoing, and soon people saw his lively, curious intelligence. Sexually, well, that part of the story usually stayed private. For as long as he could recall, he had been excited by strong women—confident in their sexuality who were more than willing to use him for their satisfaction. Their pleasure satisfied him too. Bondage was a key turn-on; when Melissa fastened the cuff onto his wrist, he started getting hard inside his cage. Just thinking about it did the trick. Sometimes she would spend ages tying him up so tightly he could barely move, then lovingly stroke or tease him. Her rope work felt like a constant hug.

Even though he understood himself well enough, shame still lingered. This was partly why wearing a blindfold made him feel more comfortable; it allowed him to pretend others couldn’t see him.

Another excellent aspect of their relationship was genuine communication. As soon as Aaron recognized these feelings about the weekend trip, he knew he wanted to share them with Melissa. He was confident she would respond with love and compassion.

“Melissa,” he began, “I’m not so sure about that weekend. I mean, I love being in your power and having other women watching is a real turn-on for me, but when I think of men seeing me like this, I get really nervous. I fear they’ll laugh at me.”

Melissa listened. She said, “Honey, we don’t have to go. I understand how you might feel. Would you prefer going to the beach that weekend instead?” Aaron felt a surge of love for her; she clearly cared so much. He wavered; “it could be fun though,” he noted. Melissa offered, “Listen, if we do go, we don’t have to stay long. It’s not expensive. If we feel uncomfortable, we can just leave.” Aaron picked up on how she said “if we” rather than “if you.” He gave her a big hug and kissed her neck, saying, “OK, let’s go.” She smiled, reached down, and felt his swelling inside the cage. “I think you’re thinking we may have a good time there,” she remarked.

Two weeks later, Aaron turned off a local road onto a gravel lane marked by a sign for Lonesome Lake Resort. Shortly after turning in, he stopped at a gate staffed by a man and a woman. They smiled and asked what brought him and Melissa there. When he mentioned the couple’s weekend and gave their names, they were greeted with big smiles and “Welcome to the weekend.” He was told to drive up to the main house for registration. It was a beautiful facility that artfully combined rustic charm with modern elements. Aaron and Melissa walked into the timber-framed structure, marveling at the architecture as well as some of the people wandering about. Many were breathtakingly gorgeous, both men and women alike. Also noticeable was how many wore “fetishy” attire, declaring to the world what turned them on.

At the registration desk, a man and woman welcomed them, explained the facility layout, and handed over a schedule of activities. They made their way to their room, which was spacious with lake views. It featured a large, comfy bed, a sitting area with two chairs and an ottoman, and a private bath.

They had packed a full “toy box” in case they wanted to do anything specific. Wanting to explore first, they changed into attire they thought would be reasonably modest. Melissa wore a red, almost sheer blouse with a plunging neckline that revealed her nipples through the delicate fabric—a sight that always drove Aaron mad with desire. As usual, she wore the key to his cage on a gold chain hanging between her breasts. Aaron donned a casual light blue shirt open at the neck and dark blue slacks. Naturally, he was wearing his chastity device: today it was a gleaming steel model with minimal spacing between the bars. He also sported the leather collar awarded when they won the competition, along with cuffs on his wrists. Melissa carried a leash but wasn’t using it yet. She handed him a satchel to carry; he knew other implements were inside.

Aaron’s heart was pounding. He felt very nervous about how dominant men would judge him in this sexually passive role.

Melissa noticed the anxiety and said, “Honey, just remember that we love each other and are lucky enough to have found one another. Our kinks dovetail perfectly. If anyone is judgmental, it reflects on them, not us.” “Thanks babe,” he replied, stroking her backside and letting his hand linger as she playfully slapped him away before they stepped out.

They entered a central area where many groups of couples chatted. One group consisted of obviously dominant men with their submissive women; Aaron cringed internally seeing them. He and Melissa kept walking until they spotted a group that seemed more to their liking.

Melissa noticed six people, three of whom were elegantly dressed in what some might call “domme light.” Nothing over the top, but their combination of satin, leather, and gold was very suggestive. Both Aaron and felt drawn to them.

“Hi,” Melissa said as they approached. “Hi, come on in,” one woman responded. They appeared to range from mid-30s to mid-50s. Names were exchanged and hands shaken. During this, Aaron’s wrist cuffs were obvious. One of the women, Elena, playfully inserted her finger into the D-ring of his collar, looked at Melissa, and said, “He’s cute.” Melissa smiled back: “You don’t know the half of it!” Aaron blushed; the exchange felt hot. He loved the attention and swelled inside his cage.

Elena glanced down at his crotch and noted, “He doesn’t seem interested.” Melissa grinned, tapping on his cage with her key. “Oh, if he weren’t caged, his cock would be sticking straight out right now,” she said. “Got it,” Elena replied.

Elena turned to Tom, holding his upper arm. “I think we have a lot to learn from these folks.” Tom looked uncomfortable and muttered something about not wanting his junk locked up. Andi, another woman in the group, chimed in: “I’ve heard of male chastity but haven’t really done anything with it yet.” The third woman and her man exchanged looks.

Larry cleared his throat. He explained they’d been using chastity for about three years now and didn’t expect to ever go back. Andi asked Larry if he wouldn’t mind sharing a bit more. Looking at Aaron, Larry suggested maybe the two of them could share their experiences with the group. Having Larry’s support made it easier, so Aaron agreed. They looked around, spotted a private alcove, and all walked over.

Andi admitted she didn’t quite know what they were talking about; would they mind showing her? She asked with a smile. Melissa turned to Aaron

and said “Go ahead, dear. It’s OK”. Sharon, Larry’s woman, looked at him and nodded. The two men stood up, in front of their ladies who proceeded to unbuckle their belts, open their pants button, unzip their flies and pull down their pants. Then their briefs. They were standing there, naked from the waist down, except for their devices. Melissa said “Hold up your shirt honey so they can all see.” Melissa could see that Aaron was really embarrassed and she offered “Would you feel better with the blindfold?” He nodded, she took it out of the satchel and put it on him. He felt better immediately. Sharon looked at Melissa for permission and then reached over and gently hefted his package. “Very nice”, she complimented. Andi and Elena were both eager for their opportunities. Melissa said “Help yourself” and Andi was there first, handling Aaron as intimately as was possible, considering that his genitals were locked in steel. Elena was next, stroking his balls and scratching him inside his legs. Now they all turned to Larry. He was wearing a nylon device that was very open. All the women took turns poking and prodding him through the openings in his cage. They were also really impressed with how light it seemed. Elena noticed a little ring attached to Larry’s big base ring and asked about it. “Guess”, Sharon smiled. “Hmmm. If you lead a man by his cock the rest of him will follow?” The women all laughed as Sharon said “Right”. She produced a very light 2 foot long leash that she snapped onto Larry’s cage. Following her lead Melissa attached her leash onto Aaron’s collar. The two men stood there as the other two men and the four women looked at them. “Aaron”, Melissa asked, “Would it be OK if I took your blindfold off?” Aaron took a deep breath and agreed. When it was off he looked into the faces of each of the seven people around him. He was looking for what he was afraid of; negativity or judgement but there was none. Melissa was looking at him with love and support. The other three women were looking at him hungrily; he was a hunk, after all. Larry was looking at him with kinship. The other two men were looking with curiosity; perhaps they were wondering if they themselves would soon be wearing cages. Aaron and Larry pulled their pants up. Larry’s cock leash was still attached, hanging over the top of his pants and Sharon took it as she suggested that the group go outside into the sunshine. It was a beautiful day with a warm sun and a gentle breeze. Melissa felt an immediate rapport with Sharon. Sharon held Larry’s leash with her right hand, Melissa and Sharon gently touched their fingers together as they walked and Melissa held Aaron’s leash with her left hand. When they were outside on the grass Sharon asked about Aaron’s collar. Close examination showed it to be beautifully crafted. Aaron told her, and the rest of the group, about the competition and all the training that they did to prepare for it. Everyone was interested and asked Aaron and Melisa if they would be willing to show them what they had done to win. Melissa demurred, saying that they didn’t have a proper course, but Sharon and Larry both pleaded with her. She looked at Aaron for his consent and then said OK. Aaron stripped off his clothing. Melissa put his blindfold on. She attached his wrist cuff together and used his belt to bind his arms behind him. He was ready. Melissa called out loudly …“Walk forward 10 steps. Stop. Turn left. Walk 15 steps. Stop. Turn right. Walk 10 steps. Stop.” As this was going on other people noticed and started drifting towards them to get a better look. Melissa gestured to them to keep their distance and to be silent as she continued to give orders. She had Aaron walk in different directions until he wound up standing directly in front of Sharon. Silently, with gestures, Melissa indicated to Sharon that she was free to do whatever she wanted. Sharon stood in front of the blindfolded and bound Aaron and blew gently onto his face. She reached around him, smacked him hard on his buttocks with both hands and pulled him into her. She kissed him intimately on the mouth. She reached down and fondled his balls. She reached up and removed his blindfold. The crowd couldn’t contain themselves and burst into applause. Aaron was momentarily confused; he hadn’t known they were there. Melissa walked over and reclaimed him. She held him firmly with both hands and kissed him deeply. Aaron returned her kiss with equal passion. He loved his woman. A tough looking man dressed in leather walked up. Aaron’s worst fear. “Man, that was awesome” he said. “I’m going to train my woman to do that”. He turned to Melissa and asked her if she would give him pointers to help. “Sure”, she said. “I’ll be happy to.” “Have you two been together long?” the tough looking man said, “It looks like you’re really tight. By the way, my name’s David” “Wow”, thought Aaron, no judgement from him. Aaron and Melissa both felt the need for some privacy. Back in their room they talked about their experiences. It was intense, they both agreed. It felt great, they both agreed. Let’s do more, they both agreed! Aaron wanted to take a quick shower. When he returned Melissa was lying on the bed. “C’mere big boy, kiss me all over” She had removed his cage for his shower and he sprang to attention. She laughed saying “Down boy, you’ll get attention later.” Aaron lovingly kissed and licked and fondled and soon Melissa was writhing in ecstasy. When she was done Aaron looked at her expectantly. She put lotion on her hand and started stroking his penis. It felt so good! Melissa sat on the edge of the bed and told him to lie across her lap, all while she was holding his rigid penis. As he lay across her, she released his penis and proceeded to spank him, first with her hand and then with a strap. When his buttocks were hot and red she decided he had had enough. “OK, put your cage back on” she said. His balls were aching, he so wanted to come. He sighed and did was he was told. He slipped on the base ring and brought the cage and lock to Melissa. She kissed his penis, worked the cage onto it, put the lock in place and was done. Aaron looked at her questioningly. “I told you I’d give you attention” she laughed. He moaned theatrically and then laughed too, and gave her a big, fat sloppy kiss. Relaxing in their room they looked at the schedule for the rest of the weekend. They saw that there was a rope bondage workshop after dinner. They both thought it sounded interesting so, after dinner, they went to the room where the event was scheduled to be held. There were already around fifteen people in the room when the man leading it, Master Mark, welcomed everyone. When he asked what experience people had Melissa spoke about her and Aaron, describing their experience with rope and leather. Master Mark asked for a volunteer to be his subject and a shapely woman raised her hand and came up. He demonstrated a basic tie, fastening her wrist to her thigh. He showed how to first wrap and then to cinch. Then the woman subject and Master Mark changed roles. The woman who had volunteered was also an expert at rope bondage. When she asked for a volunteer Aaron’s hand shot up. She asked Aaron if he was OK with being nude. He asked what she had in mind and she told him that her ties were very complex and looked better on a nude body. Aaron agreed and stripped off his clothing. His experiences earlier in the day had emboldened him. Of course, he was still locked in chastity. When she saw his sculpted body and his locked penis she whistled in admiration. His bottom was still reddened from earlier. She saw that but didn’t comment on it. She proceeded to tie him. His left leg was bent and tied, his right leg was tied to his left at the thighs. His arms were straight along his body, cinched to his torso every 5 inches. His hands were tied to his upper thighs. He was totally wrapped and helpless. She rolled him over on the floor and asked if

she could continue the spanking that he so obviously had had before. Aaron hesitated and said “No, Melissa is the only one who spanks me.” The woman said she respected, even admired, his loyalty and that although she would have loved to spank him she wouldn’t without his consent. She left Aaron alone for a while to enjoy his bondage while she spoke to the group, pointing out details of her rope work. He was enjoying it; the tension was perfect and the only thing he could move was his fingers and toes. Eventually she released him to Melissa’s custody. Melissa was happy to shackle both his wrists to his collar and give him a playful spanking on his bottom. He obliged her with his yelps in return. Her playful spanking was actually a bit sharp and his bottom was still sensitive from the afternoon. The next morning Aaron and Melissa went out on a rowboat. Aaron rowed as Melissa sat on the back seat, facing him. She licked her lips, slowly stroked her nipples and then slowly, enticingly, removed her clothing, providing him with a personal strip tease. Aaron was just wearing shorts that she reached over to pull down. She could be very, very sexy when she wanted to be and she was in peak form. Aaron was bulging, straining against his cage. He moaned with desire. She moved forward in the boat, staying low, and began licking him on the inside of his thighs. She liked the salt on his body and she loved teasing him. She loved being desired by him and having the power to say yes, no or maybe. She pulled on his cage asking, “Do you want me?” “Yes, yes, yes” he gasped. “Maybe later”, she said. Then, changing her mind, she said “Or maybe now”. She took her key, unlocked his cage and slid it off his cock. It sprang up, ready for action. She spit into her hand and began stroking his shaft and delicately massaging the sensitive skin on the underside of his penis. He put the oars down, held the sides of the boat, tense with anticipation. Melissa knew his body very well and stopped just a little before he came. Precum was oozing out of his penis. He so wanted to spurt but Melissa decided that this wasn’t the right time. “Maybe later, dear” she said as she forced the cage back onto his stiff penis. “O my god, I think I’m going to burst” moaned Aaron. “Naw, you’ll be fine in a little while” Melissa said cheerfully. Aaron knew she was right but right now, in the moment, he was miserable. Back at the boat dock Aaron tied the boat to the cleat. Melissa decided it would be fun to practice her knots on Aaron. She had him sit down as she tied a fancy body harness onto him. A few women who were walking by stopped to look because her knot work was really attractive. They started talking about Aaron in a raunchy way, commenting on the size of his cock, commenting on how it was difficult to see his cock and how they would like to take his cage off him. Melissa thought that might be fun so she held out her key to the woman who was making the raunchiest comments, saying “Be my guest, but no hitting”. Aaron was embarrassed but kept silent as she slowly removed his cage and started fondling him. When it became obvious to the woman that he was about to cum she asked Melissa if it was OK. Melissa said “Sure, it’s time. Make sure he gets a good one”, as she tossed the woman a tube of lotion. She lubed her hand and started stroking. She played with him expertly, fast enough to keep him at attention but slow enough to prolong it as long as she wanted. Her hand delicately floated above his butt cheeks, just grazing them. Her fingertip explored his pee hole. She pinched his nipples. Aaron strained against his ropes, loving her every touch, loving that Melissa was watching, loving that the other women were there staring at the scene. When she finally decided that she wanted him to come she put extra lube onto one hand and inserted her long middle finger into his ass. She continued stroking with her other hand. When he started to come she squeezed and milked his cock with one hand and, with the finger that was in his ass, pulled towards his balls. Aaron had an explosive cum, spraying jissum over himself and the woman. Melissa came over and held him for a few minutes, untied him, and gave him a cloth to clean himself. “Honey” she said, “I think it’s time to go home.”