

A fantasy: you and I go to the beach. you’re in a chastity cage and I’m dressed in a one piece that accentuates every curve on my body. I instruct you to rub sun screen on me, and the moment you touch my soft skin, you can feel yourself press against your cage, begging for release. I see you’re struggling so encourage you to rub slower and savor my skin. You’re writhing. We go into the ocean, where I hand you a pair of bikini bottoms and instruct you to change. The cage is cold from the water, your dick throbbing hard, and the idea of changing into women’s bottoms causes your face to flush. I smile, relishing your pain. You change. I lead you out of the water, the edge of your chastity cage just barely showing though bottoms and bury you in the sand, where I proceed to smother your face in my perfect ass. The taste of the sand is almost unbearable, but the privilege is worth the suffering. Finally, a beautiful man approaches me, who I proceed to flirt with, leaving you to watch.