Emma took off her tropical print swimsuit and sat down on the brightly coloured oversized towel while Alan assembled the windbreaker around the spot she had chosen.
'You did your research well. This is a fabulous nudist beach. Not too crowded.'
'I know how you hate crowds, Miss.'
'Good boy. Don't forget to remove your clothes too.'
Alan took his shorts and t-shirt off and stacked them in a neat pile on the sand. He was naked apart from the metal cage, which shone brightly in the sunshine.
'First things first.' Emma put on her sunglasses. 'Sun cream for both of us.'
Alan fished in a large bag and retrieved a bottle of lotion. Emma laid on her back. Alan squeezed some cream into his hands and began to massage it into Emma's skin. He started with her legs and feet and then worked his way up her curvy body. He re-squeezed some lotion into his hands when he got to her breasts and gently rubbed it over them. Despite the warmth of the sun, her nipples were pert and stiff. Her breasts were large and hung heavily low. He carried on with her arms and hands and finished with her face.
She rolled over, and he continued massaging the lotion over her whole body. His cock twitched in its cage as he did so.
She stayed lying on her front, and he applied lotion to himself.
'Can I get you anything, Miss?'
'Mmm, yes, I'll have an ice cream from that stall we saw at the top of the beach.'
'Yes, Miss.' Alan took his wallet out of the bag, then hesitated.
Emma turned to look at him. 'Be proud that you're in chastity.'
'Yes, Miss.' He started to walk along the beach.