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Chapter 9 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What's next?

Relax.

You sigh as you flutter your eyes, laying motionless on your back. The rays continue to feel nice against your exposed skin. Beside you in the sand sits Alison, eyeing you over with a devious smile. You try to relax, but all you can do is periodically glance at her, blushing as you remember how much you're currently under her control.

Then it buzzes, but only for a moment. Your legs flinch as a surge of pleasure tickles between your legs. Trying to distract yourself, you look off into the water to see Roger and Troy enjoying the water, though ogling their bodies doesn't do much better for your situation. You bite your lip.

It vibrates again, this time for a few seconds as you whimper, looking up to Alison with pleading eyes. She smiles.

"Just relax, Jane. Enjoy the heat."

You look around you at the many people populating the expansive beach. Hopefully they don't start to look this way, especially if you can't contain your voice any longer. You can't do anything but pray Alison will be merciful.

But she isn't so far, because she presses it again, this time granting you aggravating pleasure for ten seconds. Your legs squirm up and down against the towel and you clench your teeth, stifling a moan. Your face starts to heat up and glow. When it finally ends, you press your hands self-consciously over your bikini bottom, asking Alison once more to stop.

Does she stop?

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