Bound in Beads

I met a guy in New Orleans. I was grabbing beads being thrown from the parade, and handed one to him, holding his eye. We went from bar to bar, dancing to the live music.. and eventually I invited him up to my hotel room. It had a balcony, so I turned off the lights from my room and we went out there. In the shadows, above the dancing, loud crowds in the street, we fucked. After a while, I was only wearing the beads, and we used them to tangle ourselves in each other. Then I playfully "bound" him to the wrought iron of the balcony, and we continued all night long...