The Beach

Mistress Leah leads you out the door and down to reception. As she's heading out the door, a voice from reception cries out "Ma'am, I think you've forgotten something." Mistress Leah turns around and sees the concierge holding a large tube of high-strength sunscreen. "It's hot out there, and your **** has no sun protection. You need to make sure he's protected from the UV rays. Unless you want him to get a sunburn in a sensitive place." Mistress Leah pauses for a beat, then says "Of course." She squirts some sunscreen onto her hand and says "I'll do it. You can't reach everywhere. The next twenty minutes is highly pleasurable as Mistress Leah rubs sunscreen all over your body. As she moves towards your cock she leans over and whispers in your ear. "If you jizz right now I will make the next two weeks a living nightmare. I know you're a horny little pervert but try and control yourself." As Mistress Leah rubs in the sunscreen, you manage to maintain control, a little bit of pre-cum leaks out, but you manage to stop yourself from cumming right there in the lobby.

Once you are protected from the sun, Mistress Leah leads you out the door of the hotel and down the steps to the beach. The hotel is in an excellent location, you can practically step out the front door and onto the sand. The sea is blue and sparkling, the sand is white, and there's a soft, cooling breeze. It's a perfect tropical beach. Further down, there is a beachside tiki bar, but Mistress Leah leads you in the opposite direction, towards the lookout.

You follow Mistress Leah, staring at her tight ass as she climbs the steps. After climbing a few dozen steps, you reach the top of the lookout; from here you can see the beach, the ocean, even back to the hotel. The view is breath-taking. You can see people enjoying themselves on the beach, about twenty metres below you. A master is building a sand-sculpture, using his **** as a model. Another master has put a vibrator in his ****'s ass and hidden the remote in the sand, he's laughing his head off watching her madly scramble around, trying to find it. You can see a female master lounging on a hammock slung between two poles, using her **** as a footrest and drinks-holder.

"You need to get more comfortable with people seeing you naked, so you're going to stay here until sunset." Mistress Leah says, switching your leash from your cock collar to your neck collar. "I'll be down at the bar. If a master comes up here, you will follow their every order or you will be punished. Discipline Officer Swann told me that the authorities regularly make patrols down on this beach. I'll leave the sunscreen here, don't forget to reapply every half-hour. I don't want you getting burned." With that, she fastened your leash around a nearby pole, locked it, and departed. It suddenly occurred to you that all those people you were looking at before, can now see you, in all your nakedness. Everyone on the beach, at the bar, even those walking along the foreshore, everyone can see you.
It's currently mid-afternoon, sunset is at least a few hours away. You get the feeling that this is going to be a long afternoon.