iwillserveu
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As is often the case I use the first person to make it more immediate. This story is not autobiographical.
Call me an exhibitionist. Part of me liked it when Mistress told me we were going on vacation to an area with a nude beach. The curve chastity device i usually wear can be well hidden under clothes. To make it even more obvious who is the boss, i will wear a collar and she will lead me on a leash.
i should make it clear that, although i'm in pretty good shape for a 37 year old bald guy i'm no Tom Cruise. She's no Nicole Kidman (or even Penelope Cruz), but that doesn't matter. (Side note: Nicole, honey, you are better off without him, and with Mistress's permission...:))
i'm normally not one for flashing in front of the vanilla's. We don't dress in BDSM wear at the super market or anything. Knowing we were far from home and having anonymity, however...
Then She said, "You need a tan." i loved it when she poured extra lotion on me and spread it over me. Even chaste as i was she could tell i enjoyed it. (Or she made an educated guess.) She said, "It is good i enjoy this. Knowing how much I enjoy what comes next should really make you happy."
She then tied me spread eagle to camping stakes. "I know," She said, "In a few hours you can pull those up. Don't try. Unless the Lifeguard saves me but they talk me to the hospital, I'll be back after my swim. When the gawkers come you can tell them 'Your Mistress wants you to get a tan and she said she'll be back in a hour or so to turn you over.'"
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When the Lady smiles i can't resist her call. As a matter of fact, i don't resist at all. Well that depends if it is a smile or a grimmace. 
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