Kinky resort gives random guests a “more intense experience”
Author’s Note: The Resort is a multi-part story by sarobah, who has contributed many great stories to this site. Sarobah vividly creates detailed locales with novel sexual customs. I have set this story in one of her locales, but I have not borrowed any of her plots or characters. My Resort does not perfectly match hers, and hers is still evolving in some ways, but our starting points are very close. I add some exciting new activities at The Resort at a later time than her stories.
The centerpiece of Part 2 of this story is hard core. Part 1 is highly sexual but not at all hard core. The beginning of Part 1 briefly describes The Resort, and if that description intrigues you even a little bit, then you should definitely read sarobah’s story of The Resort. It’s a great story, but no one need read that story to understand this one. I hope you do read both parts of this one, and that you check out everything that sarobah writes.
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Business was strong at The Resort. Its hotels and restaurants were often full, and there were nearly always enough guests to cover the substantial overhead and generate a profit. But the owners wanted growth, and the business was no longer growing.
The Resort appealed to a rather specific kink, a form of public female bondage in a luxury environment. Most guests came as couples, with a male spouse or partner to bind the woman, order her about, and lead her around when she was blindfolded. A few women came alone, some came as lesbian couples, and some came in groups of friends, mostly or entirely female.
Women were required to wear bikinis in the daytime, usually with a modified sarong as a skimpy coverup. The sarong could be tied off low on the breasts, just barely above the nipples. Or it could be tied off at the hips, low slung there as well, just barely covering the cleft of the woman’s bottom. Either way, it ended high on the thigh, just inches below her crotch. Most women tried not to bend over, but some forgot on occasion, and some “forgot” on purpose. When a woman bent over, anyone behind her got a clear view of the bikini bottom, her butt cheeks, and the thin strip of cloth stretched tight between her legs.
In the evenings, women could wear what they wanted so long as it was “revealing.” This term was undefined and unenforced. Women complied without enforcement, most of them eagerly. The most common evening attire was a low-cut cocktail dress with a very short skirt. Some women wore a camisole, a chemise, or some other form of lingerie, mostly in the bars and nightclubs, rarely in the restaurants. A fair number thought that to get the full Resort experience, they should wear the daytime bikini and sarong through the evening as well. Some of the more daring wore the sarong in the evening without the bikini underneath.
Women were nearly always bound when in public. The bondage could range from light ties at the wrists to severe binding of the arms behind the back. Women often wore wrist and ankle cuffs that could easily be clipped together, tightly at the wrists and with short chains connecting the ankles.
And all women, all the time, wore a leather collar with a D-ring that could be used for a leash or to tie off ropes and cords connected to other parts of the body, or to other women. Strings of women could be tied together in a sort of chain gang, linked by their necks, or by their wrists or ankles, or between their legs. Bondage on the island often included hobbles on the ankles that forced short shuffling steps, as with the ankle cuffs. And it sometimes included blindfolds, gags, or both.
But there was an inherent limit to how far the bondage could go, because women needed to move around to participate in the rest of The Resort’s many offerings. There were restaurants, both fine dining and casual. There were bars and nightclubs. There were shops of the sort found in tropical resort communities around the world; there were also shops offering a wide array of lingerie, sex toys, and BDSM gear. There were shows, gardens, beaches, pools, and hiking trails.
There were special events that fit the bondage theme. Unsuspecting women (or more often, fully aware and eagerly anticipating women) could be captured and carried away by pirates, or cast into The Resort’s jail for petty or imaginary offenses. Tour guides, or sometimes male guests, led chains of women over the hiking trials, generally bound in some way, and sometimes hobbled, blindfolded, or both. Skilled instructors taught classes for guests who wanted to learn more about bondage or other forms of BDSM, and the advanced classes taught ties far more severe than anything practiced in public at The Resort.
All these activities required mobility. Women could be bound in ways that made it difficult to walk around, but not in ways that made it impossible. So the ties could go only so far.
And it was not just the guests who had to be able to get around. In keeping with the theme, female members of the staff were also bound. Waitresses, shop girls, cleaning ladies, hotel clerks–any female employees who encountered the public–were nearly always bound. Even behind the scenes, most female employees were bound much of the time. All these people needed to walk; they also needed enough use of their hands to do their work, however awkwardly.
Nearly all the tour guides were female. They were generally bound in the same way, whether lightly or severely, as the guests they were leading or supervising at the moment. They worked mostly with their voice; they were telling tales, giving instructions, and answering questions. If they needed to do something physical when they were in a tie that made the task impossible, they would ask a male guest or a male subordinate to do what was needed.
Even the female lifeguards at the pools and beaches had their wrists bound together. But in their case it was illusory; the ties would easily snap with just a quick jerk.
Of course the atmosphere at The Resort was highly sexualized, with the scantily dressed and bound women all about, and tour guides or fully dressed men giving them orders. But the sexual part of the theme also went only so far. One would very occasionally see a topless woman, and even more rarely, a naked woman, voluntarily showing her assets or perhaps ordered to do so by an over eager partner. But The Resort neither required nor encouraged either bare breasts or full public nudity.
Ogling was constant, but lewd comments, sexual touchings, and other forms of harassment were prohibited. And the staff rigorously enforced that rule. Serious repeat offenders were sent away without a refund. Less egregious offenders were warned and then penalized in other ways if they repeated the behavior. Affluent women who came for a week or more to be tied up and ordered around had to feel safe, and protected from treatment beyond what they had consented to, or the market would dry up.
And the size of the market was an issue. The person who first thought of all this and designed The Resort had been a creative genius. She had been right; it turned out that there was a substantial market for The Resort’s level of kink, and at first the number of guests grew rapidly. Many guests returned year after year.