As the first glow of the morning peeked through the window, he kissed her awake. Slowly she became aware of his warm masculine body curled around hers and his lips on her cheek. She nuzzled his face, his beard creating a pleasant sensation against her skin.
"Good morning, my love. We're going on a little trip today!"
She turned in his embrace, rubbing her hand over his chest.
"We are, Master? "Where are we going?"
"Oh, someplace lovely, mine. Off to the shower with you and we'll talk about clothing for the day when you're done."
She smiled, gave him a big hug, and piled out of the bed and into the bathroom.
Once showered, she wrapped herself in a towel and padded out into the bedroom again. He pointed to the chair in front of the vanity and smiled.
She sat and he kissed her shoulder as he removed the towel from her head. Selecting a comb, he combed out her wet hair.
"I'd like you to dress comfortably today, pet. A nice casual blouse with a short skirt--something cool. Pretty bra and panties. Low sandals. Oh, and give me your bathing suit to toss in my backpack."
"As you wish, Master."
"You style your hair while I grab a shower and dress; I won't be long."
Obediently, she dried and styled her hair, then added makeup and perfume. Crossing the room to her closet, she selected a tan skirt and light blue top to go over her champagne-colored bra and panties. She placed her bathing suit near her Master's pack, then slipped her feet into her favorite sandals. Plopping down onto the bed, she waited happily.
Twenty minutes later, they were motoring down the highway going south. The weather was warm and dry. They opened the windows and played favorite songs from the iPod, sharing recollections about some of the music.
She knew their general destination was the shore. She was delighted because she loved the ocean. As Springsteen sang "Thunder Road", she wondered what kind of plans her Master had made.
They left the highway for local roads, passing beer and soft drink outlets, quickie marts, and strip malls. Eventually, they found themselves driving slowly along quiet streets lined with beach houses and bungalows. Finally, they reached the beach road and a public parking lot.
Her Master parked the car and closed the windows.
"I know how you love the ocean, my sweet. Are you excited to be here?"
"Oh, yes, Master! This is a wonderful surprise!"
"I like your enthusiasm! Before we leave the car, there is one thing I want you to do, pet. Slip your panties off and leave them here, please."
A shiver traveled down her spine as she reached up under her skirt and shimmied out of her underwear. She folded them and placed them in the glove box.
"Wonderful! What an obedient girl you are, my love. Now, I'll grab my backpack and we'll go for a walk and take in the sea air."
Leaving the lot, they walked up the weathered ramp onto the boardwalk. Although it was a weekday, there were a good number of people around. He took her hand and they started off.
They laughed and watched the seagulls at their antics. The farther they went, the more the boardwalk traffic thinned out.
They reached a pier that jutted out over the beach toward the ocean. Upon it was a semi-circular colonnade that offered shade from the summer sun, as well as rest rooms and an information kiosk.
"Let's take a look over here."
They stepped between the cool stone columns and her eyes relaxed in the dimmer light. She held his hand as they moved down the columned walkway.
Passing the men's rest room, she saw that there were only a few scattered benches and an alcove or two.
He stopped and reached out to stroke her cheek and let his hand travel up into her soft hair. He drew her close, tilting her head back slightly to kiss her exposed neck.
"I want you now, my girl; I must have you."
The flame rose within her, and her pulse began to race with desire as she experienced that sense of internal falling.
He looked around and led her into an alcove just off the main walkway, placing her against the cool, stone wall.
"I will have you now, pet."
"Yes, Master."
"Someone may come along..." he said, letting the idea mature in the shaded surroundings.
"Yes, Master, I imagine someone might," she said, feeling the impact of that thought spread throughout her body.
"It doesn't matter who comes along or what happens, mine; you will obey me."
She nodded in affirmation.
"You please me so."
He slowly closed the distance between their bodies. The cool wall was a contrast to his warmth.
He took her mouth, exploring with his tongue, taking his time. Her body responded like a magnet, holding tight to him. Moving downward, his face pressed against her breasts, inhaling the delicious womanly scent of her. She basked in his attentions, caressing the back of his head.
His mouth kissed her more urgently now. His hand skillfully undid the buttons on her blouse. She wondered if anyone was watching or approaching, but she could not see around him.
His hand slipped inside her blouse, resting on her lace bra.
"Are you looking to see if we are being observed, my love? Would you be embarrassed if someone saw you like this, serving me in pleasure? "
He knew she was neither an exhibitionist, nor experienced with public sex. She knew he was aware of the answers to the questions he asked.
"Yes, Master, I might be...well, it would be a little embarrassing if someone were to come upon us...."
"But you're excited nonetheless, my girl, isn't that true?" His hand rested on her leg just below the hemline of her skirt.
"Yes, Master, it's true."
His hand began to travel upward.
"I like that, pet, so very much."
His hand stroked the soft, smooth skin between her legs. "I like that I am making you my slut, my fuck toy, my dirty delicious girl."
Hearing the litany of terms, she owned every one.
"I am, Master; I am all of those things and more because you wish it, because it pleases me to obey you."
"Yes, that's my good girl."
Exposing her breasts completely, he took each nipple between his fingers, caressing and massaging them into stiffness. He leaned down and sucked each one as she moaned.
