There's just something about being used for a man's pleasure.
After stopping in London for a few evenings I headed to St. Moritz. I spent New Year's Eve on top of a mountain surrounded by beautiful people with my handsome, dominant, date. The food was divine, the band was spectacular and the champagne flowed seemingly in perpetuity.
After watching fireworks and ringing in the New Year with a hard kiss, my date took control. We found a private spot near the party area where he lifted up my tight dress, bent me over, and covered my mouth with his hand before doing just what he wanted to me. I was completely taken by surprise and loved every moment of our risque, semi-public and very kinky liason. I skipped lingerie to avoid the lines that would show through my form fitting dress. Now I know the real reason to skip underthings at dinner.
I will be in Switzerland for another week before traveling to Boston & NYC. I wish you all an amazing start to your year, filled with happiness, healthiness, and overall, pleasure.