Page 27 of Unbridled

This break was sorely needed.

After Dayne guided Cara inside, Heath followed and shut the door behind him.

Glancing down the wide hallway lit by rose-colored lights, he was sure the playrooms were popular with guests. Since it was afternoon, only a few guests currently filled the hallway, gathered in front of windows with open blinds .

Dayne flipped a hand to their right and whispered, “Medical Room, if you’re in the mood to play doctor, nurse, or patient. Blood play, golden showers and the like are allowed in this one. It’s full of medical equipment and tools, of course, as well as an exam table with stirrups.”

That could be fun. Unfortunately, the blinds were closed. He had to assume the room was not only occupied, but by guests wanting privacy.

Their hot-as-fuck tour guide flipped a hand to their left. “The Entertainment Room.”

Since the room was empty and the blinds open, Heath could see it included things like a stripper pole in the center, a sex swing in one corner, and a Sybian saddle machine in another. The walls not facing the window were mirrored, as well as the ceiling.

This also looked like a fun room. He could picture Cara dancing around the pole and doing a striptease to some sexy music.

Dayne added, “The Sybian has a variety of attachments.”

Keeping his voice down, Heath asked, “Are all the rooms usually equally busy?”

“No. We plan to reevaluate the less popular rooms in a few months and maybe change out the theme. Of course, some similar equipment and toys are in every room. Toys and tools commonly used, like whips, crops, paddles, dildos, and strap-ons. There are also supplies like lube, condoms, and dental dams; just like in your accommodations.

“We also didn’t forget items needed for aftercare, like ice, ointments, bottled water, even sports drinks. We tried tothink of everything, but if we missed anything important, we’re always open to suggestions for toys, supplies, or even themes.”

Being open to suggestions from their guests was a plus. It probably was a benefit to the resort, too. Keep a guest happy and they’ll keep coming back.

Dayne continued down the hallway. “Room three is the puppy play room,”

Also unoccupied at the moment.

“Room four is all about bondage and restraints.” Dayne paused in front of that window. Not only was it occupied, the blinds were wide open, a clear invitation for guests to watch. “Come, Cara. See if this is something you might like to explore.” He reached for her and brought her forward to stand in front of him.

Heath stepped behind Dayne—not quite touching, but damn close—and studied the breadth of his shoulders and back. He had the urge to lick the nape of his corded neck, but managed to refrain.

Lifting his gaze, he pointed it at Cara while she focused on the action inside the playroom, then past her to see what she was watching.

A woman, wearing a skin-tight purple vinyl catsuit, showcasing a generous amount of cleavage, and three-inch spiked heels, circled a naked man suspended from the ceiling, bound by ropes.

Shibari.Japanese rope bondage.

A true art.

Dayne leaned forward and whispered, “The woman is the rigger or rope top. The man is the receiver or rope bottom. This form of rope play is called Shibari. Jute and hemp rope are used more often than not, instead of soft or silky rope. We’ve had experts come in and do demos for our guests andit’s quite impressive, even breathtaking, when done right. I haven’t done it myself, so I’m certainly no expert, but I do appreciate the skill involved. But as always, communication and trust are key.”

Heath could hear Cara’s breathing catch. He would love to see her bound like that. Those ropes would frame her curves perfectly.

“The rope can create sensations of pleasure or pain, depending on the technique used and what the receiver desires,” Heath added softly. Like Dayne, he’d never had it done to him, but wasn’t opposed to it with an experienced rigger.

The woman even had the man’s cock and balls bound tightly, too. Heath wasn’t sure he’d be down for that. Cock ring, sure. Cock cage, maybe. But the possibility of cutting off the circulation to his family jewels was pushing it a little too far for him.

Once the woman finished tying her last knot, she stepped back to appreciate her work.

“Let’s keep going,” Dayne encouraged after a few more seconds.

The blinds were closed on room five, and for whatever reason, Dayne skipped mentioning its theme, instead, stopping in front of room six next. “This room was set up specifically for impact play.”

This room was where the most observers gathered in the hallway.

Once again, Dayne tucked Cara in front of him so she’d have an unobstructed view. And once again, Heath stepped close enough to sandwich the younger man between them. Heath flared his nostrils to fill his lungs with whatever subtle cologne Dayne wore.

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