My slave alvin had always had a hair fetish.  he often told Me it was more entertaining and more fascinating and provocative and exciting than anything he could think of to observe a truly gorgeous woman apply her make-up, eye shadow and mascara, put her lovely silken sexy lively abundant long blond hair up in curlers – then leisurely brush and comb it into a most tantalizing mass of cascading curls and waves.

By the the second night following a day in port at Barbados I was obviously tired of My suite and especially of alvin.

I was already craving male fodder — that is fresh, unsuspecting male prey!

A cruise ship, of course, is an ideal place to find just what I wanted,  I decided that the next night (following another day ashore in Martinque) would be soon enough to strike.

Meanwhile I would prepare My prey by showing Myself  off to the potential victims by attending the first of the two after-dinner shows.

alvin said I chose an evening dress to wear that was so sexy, alluring and cleverly revealing that I could literally stop a grizzly bear,  a mountain gorilla or a wild rhino dead in his tracks!  slave alvin blabbering on again!  lol

Soon after the show…I returned to My suite and released alvin from his bondage and herded him up to the aft “Sports Deck” for an impromptu late night training session.

I told alvin that I assumed he could perform to My satiafaction on cue and if so he would be permitted to do the same “for real” the next night!

I’ll bet you can imagine 1001 things I had slave alvin do –  but what he actually did do will simply have to wait.

I’ve got to go walk My beautiful dog now…..and what do you have to or want to do now….. My pet?  😉