"Genau, the resort staffs are aware of the nature of Pleasure Bay being kinky and will work for these few days if they do not mind." - From a Swiss couple that W/we encountered during O/our time under the blue sky of Mediterannean island. It is not My first time in Crete but it was for My pet r who has been tagging along the entire time. A trip with pet r as W/we embarked on a unique vacation where there are only like-minded kinksters and fetishists around.
Organised by German MARQUIS Magazine & SUBROSADICTUM, Pleasure Bay is a well-hidden boutique hotel with a private beach in a picturesque bay located in Crete, Greece.
Fireworks and parties by the beach. It epitomised a lifestyle Domme on a perfect vacation without distractions from the outside world. Socialising, dressing up without being judged (and ideal weather) and of course, the privilege to connect with a rubberist doll, Lola Noir.
"Upon arrival at Pleasure Bay, the first order from Mistress was to change into my maid outfit with a hood over my head and my leather collar locked around my neck to attend the evening function. "Click" my leashed was attached and Mistress lead me to the function. I ought to be overwhelmed emotionally being my first time attending an event with Mistress as Her property. However, as my visions were severely impaired by the hood, I was busy to ensure I did not fall down while being led by Mistress and follow in the right direction throughout the night. At that time, I was thinking perhaps it might be better if Mistress had ordered me to crawl instead. The one time that made me almost cum during that night is when Mistress had instructed me to need at the whipping station. I thought Mistress was going to whipped me in public. The rest of my days at Pleasure Bay no longer had such unexpected incidents as Mistress had decided I wear my wig instead. The maid outfit and my collar were the only things I was permitted to wear outside our room. Throughout the stay at Pleasure Bay, I had function 100% as Mistress property which I had always envisioned. Get into whatever position when I was instructed , eat and drink only when permitted, served Mistress any time at any place Mistress decides. I felt wonderful and always thought what Mistress wants me to do next . I was pretty sexually excited when I was subjected to all these. At times during meal hours while I kneel beside Mistress, I even thought I would be having my meals on the floor. During breakfast, when I was on my knees with my forehead on the floor as commanded by Mistress while Mistress stepped away to another table for conversation, someone from one of the tables behind me commented that "There are people that actually serve for real!" I wish these would go on forever..." - pet r
