He glanced down briefly to make sure he was clean, then stood.
"Swimsuit," he gestured to the chest of drawers. She brought them over to him, held them folded in her palms, and waited. "And you're waiting for what? Put them on, you worthless slut. We haven't even been here an hour and you forgot what you are here for?"
She jumped as if bitten, but hastened to correct her mistake. As she bent to allow him to step in, the well-placed spanks on her ass reminded her of her place. She tied the trunks off and stepped back.
"You will grab the blue swimsuit that you packed, put in the same plug, and then we will apply sunscreen. You have 10 minutes to look presentable if one of my friends were to see you."
Properly attired in the blue bikini and matching blue glass plug, she met him in the living room with the sunscreen. She sprayed him down, circling around him to cover all of his exposed skin. He then held his hand out for the bottle. The hint of chemicals and coconut hung in the air. She handed it to him and swept her hair up out of the way.
He sprayed her exposed skin down, making her jump at the abrupt temperature change. He then moved the swimsuit pieces aside and sprayed down her tits, pussy mound, and ass.
"But.. those aren't going to see the sun, are they?" she gasped between sprays, trying to wriggle away.
"Would you rather be burnt and wrong? Or just wrong? I know that sunburns hurt, and even more so even when pinched and slapped. I would hate to think of you in extra, unnecessary pain. Wouldn't you?" he asked, pinching an exposed nipple idly. He finished spraying her down as she stood still.
"I would rather just be wrong. Thank you for the instructions and sunblock," she said.
Admitting that she would like to be wrong tasted like vinegar and she blushed as the skimpy suit reminded her just how far out of her element she was. Her hands reached for the tiny pieces of fabric.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a warning tone.
Her hands froze mid motion. "I was getting presentable for..." He slapped her left tit, stopping her immediately.
"I said 'presentable' if we meet with my friends. They already know that you are a dirty little slut, no need to hide that. I want to see what I own," he said as he shoved a couple of fingers inside her. Stroking her back up onto the edge, he could feel that she was wound tightly, smelling her arousal.
He looked forward to seeing how far he could push the tension of her arousal. He knew how to play her body like a fine instrument, but it had been a while since he had the luxury of using it against her.
He stroked her insides until she started panting, pulled out and offered her his fingers to clean up. She licked herself off of his fingers, tasting her sweet tanginess and whimpered as the edge subsided.
He grabbed the few things they would need for the lake, put them in a bag and handed it to her. He opened the door for her as they stepped outside. Her body flashed hot and cold at the idea of walking down so exposed. Her pussy dripped noticeably, at war, as always, with her rational mind. He pushed her through the doorway as he noticed her hesitation. Her feet reluctantly began to move forward.
Everything in her body was screaming to adjust her suit, hide her body, cover up. She took a deep breath and stepped all the way into the sun.
She stepped aside and waited for him to lead her down to the waterside. She silently prayed that they wouldn't run into anyone. She stood back and to his right, hiding as much of her body with him as she could. As they walked the distance to the waterside, he pulled her out of her hiding spot, that way they were walking side by side.
"You may cover up, for now. Don't get comfortable though," he said in a cautionary tone. She adjusted as they were walking, knowing he wouldn't wait if she fell behind. However, he did pause to admire the view while she was distracted. He watched her ass jiggle as she adjusted her swimsuit bottoms and smiled.
Her ass was the whole thing that started this. A couple of wiggles in her hips had her bottoms in the right spot as she covered her pasty tits.
As she shook her ass, his mind wandered to the first time she had presented herself to him. She was a drunken, trembling mess. He could smell how wet she was when she had pulled down her sweats. It made his dick hard to remember.
He shifted his semi-hard dick slightly and took the lead again, heading through a carport and down a set of stairs to a cement platform and jump-in area. It was early in the season and they had the area to themselves for today. A couple of tables occupied the center of the deck; a space to leave things while on the lake.
She could see motorboats in the distance but no single boat seemed to come close enough to be recognized. She spotted a pair of paddle boards to the side, idly wondering if they were going to use them later, and what plan he might have for them.
"Set the bag down, stand by the edge and present your ass."
Facing the water, she held her swimsuit to the side, spreading her cheeks as wide as they would go. She wondered if she should use a couple of fingers to spread her well-used ass when she was propelled into the lake with one well placed spank on her ass. She yelped in surprise as she fell into the cold water, shocking her system. At the very least, she remembered to breathe out on the way in to avoid getting water up her nose, but that was about all she had time to prepare for.
She heard him laughing as she popped out of the water and stuck her tongue out at him.
"You could have had me jump in," she said, swimming to the edge of the water and walking closer.
"It was more fun my way, don't you agree?" he asked with an air of innocence and batting his eyes in mockery.
"Yeah, sure, except now my nipples are hard enough to cut glass."
"Show me."
