Relaxing on the Shore: A Life of Leisure
"Hey babe, can you help me dig a hole?" Chris asked, lying on the beach towels with the sun beaming down on us.
I raised an eyebrow. "A hole? Why?"
"So I can bury you in it! Duh!" she replied, laughing.
"Come on, can't we just relax?" I questioned, still shocked by her request.
"Nooo, being boring!" she exclaimed. "Dig me a hole, please? Don't be lazy."
"Hmm, tough one... I can't say no to you," I murmured.
"Exactly!" she grinned. "Now get to it."
We'd only been dating a few weeks, but I'd never met anyone like Jessica. She was smart, funny, and completely out of my league. I'd rarely met anyone who even paid attention to me, let alone approached me at a party. But here she was, making me feel like I was the center of her universe. Even though she had a history of dating incredibly rough and problematic guys, something about me seemed to intrigue her, my awkward and gentle nature particularly so. In fact, she'd claimed she'd never dated anyone 'sweet' before. I was ready to do whatever she wanted, needy for her affection.
The biggest barrier for me at the moment was feeling like I was good enough for her. I was by no means muscular, having a bit of a belly and not particularly tall. Socially, I was quiet and reserved, and still learning how to navigate the dating world. Sexually, I had limited experience and was shy about my desires. I yearned to try new things, yet fearful that she'd find them distasteful. After bouncing from relationship to relationship, I was nervous at the thought of sharing my kinks and fetishes. I had gone as far as to keep this part of myself hidden even while dating, not knowing if it would push her away.
My past sexual experiences, though not many, had been disasters. I was afraid to show her these parts of me and risk being rejected. I wanted to be perfect for her in bed, so I became easily frustrated when I couldn't perform. Unable to control my nerves in the moment, I would conjure up problems in my head and find myself even more unable to perform. She was always very supportive and did her best to help me through these situations, which made me fall for her ever more. She had become my world - I wanted to do anything to keep her happy, even if I didn't know how yet.
Now buried up to my shoulders in soft sand, I looked around and realized she was taking up her new role rather seriously.
"Wow babe, you did such a great job digging that hole!"
I shifted, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the sudden change from my freedom to being stuck. "So... what's next?"
"I don't know," she thought out loud. "Maybe..."
She fidgeted, her eyes lighting up, before flicking my nose. I mumbled in surprise each time, then heaved a sigh when she kept doing it.
"Ouch! What's your problem?" I groaned.
"It's just a joke," she replied with a smile. "But hey, maybe try this on for size?"
Pulling her index and middle finger back, she pinched my nose and gave it a hard yank. "Ah! What the hell?!" I said in a panic.
"Sorry... I guess you don't like it," she appeared regretful.
Slapping my face, she laughed at my reaction. "Don't curse at me! I'm just playing a bit of a prank!"
"Ugh, this isn't funny now."
"Aw, don't be upset. Let's see..."
She fumbled through her bag, pulling out a makeup kit. "What? You're kidding, right?"
"Nope, I just want to make you like... prettier," she said, her eyes wide.
"Babe, this isn't cool. Can you not do this in public?"
"Aww c'mon, just a little makeup? You'll look so pretty! It'll make me so hot for you. Please?" My heart clenched - I didn't like being messed with in front of others, but those eyes... they begged.
"Fine, I'll let you put some on," I sighed. "But can you unbury me afterward?"
She screamed with ecstasy, dismissing my inquiry and immersing herself in her work instantly. As anticipated, she overindulged. By the time she had concluded her duties over me, a complete face covering had been applied. At one juncture, a group of individuals of our age group passed by, observing what was unfolding. Jess exacerbated my state of confusion by attracting more attention to us and dramatizing the situation, earning hearty laughter.
"Check this out, guys! What a lovely sight, isn't it? Have no fear, he adores this!"
My skin turned an intense shade of red from embarrassment.
"What the hell, why did you do that?"
"Come on, let's cool it down a bit, sweetheart. Just to clarify, this isn't that serious. But, aren't you into this?"
"Huh? Exactly what are you referring to?"
"Do you know what I mean?"
She was directly facing me with her torso resting on the sand, a wide grin plastered on her face, and her eyes probing for an answer.
"You mean, like...are you aware of something?"
"Indeed honey, I am well aware that you're a kinky little alpha male."
My body grew cold, and my mind raced with fright. What was occurring? She laughed hysterically at my frozen and agape expression.
"Sorry for using the term beta. But yes, dear, I understand that you like to be dominated. You're not so great at covering it up. You also tend to have your phone on display a lot."
"You looked through my phone?"
"Indeed. Now, let's not dwell on this aspect, shall we? We both know you're not furious."
I was left speechless. She was indeed correct, I was not mad. I was truly terrified that she would end our relationship for being an addict of online porn and leave me solitary.
"Darling, why are you still gratifying yourself with distasteful porn when you possess a flawless girlfriend to sexually satisfy? It's no wonder you're having issues maintaining an erection!"
"No! It's not as if I'm cheating on you!"
"So, you're apologetic for what you've been up to?"
"Yes, of course! But I had no idea you saw it as such."
"Well honey, darling, I want to be the only woman in your life. The fact that you continuously think about other women despite having me hurts my feelings. It's not merely an admission of regret; you're going to need to act upon it."
She moved onto her knees and spun around to face me, her backside directly in front of my lips, clad only in a skimpy bikini.
"I'm sore and angry, babe. Please kiss it better."
"Jess, please. People can observe us."
"Yeah, you're right."
She grabbed a beach towel and wrapped it around her waist, concealing and capturing me while she inched her posterior even closer.
"Now that we have a bit of privacy, why don't you start kissing, and say you're sorry after each kiss? That'll assuage me."
"O-okay..." I stammered, causing her to chuckle.
"Why didn't you disclose your penchant for kinky activities?"
"I'm sorry! I just thought you would be appalled, I didn't think you would want me because of it."
"Aw, lovie. It's not that appalling! My friend Rachel does sex work, clients pay her to utter insults, click foot photos, or it can be anything she desires. I'm not some prude, you see. Honestly, I've rarely encountered guys like you until now. However, being with you, I find myself starting to comprehend your predicament. You're like a small dog, right? Following me around, waiting for the next command. I usually don't favor such individuals. Yet, here we are. It's strange, but I do find it amusing and, to be brutally honest, kind of adorable. Oops!"
To my absolute stupefaction and outrage, she expelled a tiny fart in my direction. A foul, acrid odor permeated the already-tight and stifling area and singed my nostrils. I gagged and spluttered wildly.
"Agh! No! Oh my God!"
Oh snap! I didn't mean to do that, I'm just so chill! Sorry babe!
"It's fine," I responded casually.
"Wait...it's fine? Like, fine as in you enjoy it?"
"No! No, I'm not saying that...oh wait, no I do."
"Don't even answer that, actually. Just smell the fart, girl."
Her bold, self-assured tone left me stunned. I began to feel wavy and light-headed as I obliged and inhaled her derriere. It was like her carefree attitude towards me activated a switch in my brain, putting me under her control. My dick was straining to harden in the cramped sand.
"You like that when I call you a girl?"
"Yeah...yeah, I do."
"Good. I never really liked the mistress thing. Seems a bit dated, right? How about...hmmm...boss could be cool. Yeah, that's it! Cuz I'm the ultimate boss, and I'm definitely the boss of you now. Let's try that. Is kissing my ass your thing, girl?"
"Yes...boss."
"Did you like that fart?"
"Yes, boss."
"Wow, this is too great. This is gonna be the best ever! I'm going to wreck your world, man. Hold on, I need a quick refresher on what really amps you up."
She finally took off the towel and moved her butt away from my face, grabbing my phone off the blanket.
"Password, please."
I quickly surrendered it. She snuggled up next to me, pressing her face against mine so I could witness her simultaneously browsing my phone and peeking at my browsing history.
"Like an open book! Let's see...spanking, ball busting...pegging! Yay! I've always wanted to do that. I'm going to fuck your butt so hard."
I felt mortified but also incredibly turned on. She was reciting my deepest fantasies and claiming she could make them a reality. I was confused, nervous, and fiercely intrigued by her.
"What else do we got...chastity punishment, orgasm denial? Hmm...I don't know if I'm down with those. You jack off all the time. You want to be told you can't?"
"I don't know," I answered honestly. I had never been confronted with explaining all this before. "It's just a fantasy, but the thought is enticing."
"Well, I think it should be part of the deal. Because you're not allowed to watch porn anymore, and I can't have you jerking it on your own accord. No more fiddling with your sausage without consent, boo. I'm even thinking of getting one of those chastity cages. Sound good?"
"Uhh...I don't know if we can start with that right away."
"Oh, sweetheart. Young'n. You're going to handle a lot of weird shit if I'm gonna do all this crazy stuff for you. It needs to be fun for me. You want this, don't you?"
"Yes," I said without hesitation.
"Yessss..."
"Yes, boss!"
"Perfect! That's settled. Okay, check out the other stuff...foot fetish, that's pretty funny...oh, shit! Cuck stuff?"
"Nooo!!! No! I don't want that!"
I had a minor breakdown. I'd just begun to explore cuckold porn out of curiosity, but having Jess act recklessly like that would be a horrible nightmare. She flirts with men way too much and can easily snag a more desirable guy.
"Please Jess, I can't handle that. No, I really don't want it!"
She erupted in laughter and ruffled my hair as I faltered over my words, begging her with tear-filled eyes. She had complete control over me, and it was amazing.
"You're so adorable, baby. Chill out, I'm not that cruel. You're still my boyfriend, okay?"
Her words put me at ease at my core. I couldn't even describe how delighted I was to hear that.
"Yeah, okay. Thank you. Honestly, I'm not that into it...those things, I mean. That'd be a disaster."
"Understandable. I do enjoy a good fuck, though. But we have all this other cool stuff we can try together. I might have to do a bit of cuckolding though."
"Jess, stop it. No. Please don't!" [Can't afford to
She burst into a rowdy cackle once more while I trembled with fear.
"Babe, don't worry - I won't sleep with anyone else. But you need to realize how you behave when we go out. You appear quite distressed whenever other guys flirt with me. You'll need to get over that. Men are naturally going to flirt with me; I'm incredibly attractive. It's simply flirting, not serious. You know what? Starting today, I'll respond aggressively to the flirting since I know you're a bit of a closeted cuck. That'll be entertaining. From now on, I'm allowed to flirt shamelessly in front of you, and you're not permitted to utter a word. Okay?"
"Jess, please, I..."
"Nope, this conversation isn't subject to negotiation. You must agree now."
"Yes...M'lady."
"Brilliant! Oh, and I can perform fellatio on these men!"
"NOOO!!!! Please!"
"Joking! Baby, you need to relax! Goodness, you seem quite on edge. Are you going to, like, collapse from anxiety? This is utterly hilarious. I've shattered your brain! Oh my goodness, this is making me wet. We're going to have so much fun together."
Indeed, my body was utterly consumed by exhilarating stress. She intensified the connection by casually stroking my face and cooing softly in my ear.
"You're now under my control. I own you. You'll be a fantastic whore for me. I'm the mastermind. Repeat my words, slave."
I moaned as her lips kissed and flicked at my face anxiously.
"You're the mastermind. I...I'm your slave. I'll do anything. Please...I really want this."
"I'm aware, you devoted whore. I've deciphered your cravings perfectly. So delightful that we've finally had this conversation. Now our relationship can truly flourish. I'm incredibly thrilled, dearest Chrissy."
"I'm so incredibly aroused. Will you relieve me?"
"Nope. Sorry, darling. Not till it's time to leave."
Suddenly, she shot up and tossed the towel back over my head, enveloping me in darkness once more.
"I'm going to explore the boardwalk, ogle all the sexy men, and so forth. I'll fart on you some more when I return. OK, bye!"
"No, wait! Jess! Come back! Please!"
But she had vanished, rearranging my entire life in the process. I could clearly observe what she had in store for me. She was going to make all my desires a reality, push me beyond my boundaries, crush me, renovate me again...it was irrelevant. I was hopelessly infatuated with her and awestruck by her tremendous power. She was my everything. She was the captain.
Read also:
- A Memory You Cannot Erase
- Spotted Observing
- Secrets in the Shadows, Episode Thirteen
- Lisa's Milk Issue: Chapters 6-7
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