Kink In The Caribbean 10-Day 4

Breakfast seems to be the time when weird things happen. This morning when I look up from My cup of coffee I witness this apparition: a man in a skimpy lemon-yellow bathing suit with a dildo sticking out from between his thighs. He is about to seat himself at the table next to mine when I realize that it's not a dildo, it's his erect penis sheathed in a condom-like structure that is part of the fabric of his bathing suit.
That's a first!
Later in the morning I attended a class led by world famous English Whip Master Alex Cobra. The class was scheduled to last for an hour but turned into a two-and-a-half hour demonstration of a variety of single-tail whips and how to properly wield them.
It was an interactive class, in which Alex showed attendees how to position their bodies so that the energy flowed directly from their torsos through the whip to the recepients. He emphasized the importance of interpreting the recepient's body language. Some people will say they want X when they really want Y. Their body language will speak louder and truer than their words. Alex also demonstrated the art of holding and using a cane. Alex Cobra is a brilliant teacher and individuals can arrange private lessons with him. His URL is www.cobrawhips.com and his email is alex@cobrawhips.com
That evening I and slave bob went to the late-night V.I.Pee Party held in the Kink indoor dungeon. The champagne was flowing freely, most of it ending up in the bladders of the Pee Mistresses who were present. Several male slaves volunteered to be at the receiving end of the Mistresses' Golden Nectar. Predictably, willem rabbit, My old friend from the OWK celebrations, was first in line. Snow Mercy took expert aim from long distance and shot a jet of nectar into his open mouth, without a trace of splatter. Goddess Soma then spread Her legs around the front of willem's head and instantly emptied Her bladder. Meanwhile, Satine Phoenix stood with Her legs straddling willem, spraying the rest of his body.
Throughout, volunteers kept handing the Pee Mistresses fresh cup of champagne to keep Their bladders filled. Volunteer Mistresses from the audience were invited to come up and spit in the slave's mouths, which several Mistresses did eagerly.
The evening ended on a wild and very wet note.