Pretty Gina Wesley has a dilemma. Her boyfriend, the gorgeous Max Devlin, wants her to display herself on a public beach as part of her sexual servitude. But Gina is naturally shy.
Gina has to give in, however, when the Devlin siblings insist on coming along and taking photos of the event. But how soon will it be before the police show up?
This 10800 word BDSM novelette is Volume 3 of the 'Initiation 2' series.
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More than a few females do a double take as the twins and Max come into view. I don't blame them. I would too. In fact, I'm positively glowing with the fact that I have three absolutely drop dead gorgeous men flanking me, as if I'm a supermodel or someone far worthier than what I deem myself. Envious eyes are riveted on me - wondering if a) I'm someone famous, or b) if I'm not, how the hell did I manage to snare this entourage?
Well, everyone will find out soon enough.
The twins and Max choose a spot somewhere in the middle of the beach. There are three empty deck chairs which have just been vacated, evidenced by the empty glasses on the adjoining side table. Sand scours the seats. The twins lay down their backpacks as Max begins to strip off his T-shirt and shorts.
I observe Max. I will never get tired of watching him take his clothes off. Every female around us is watching Max too, as well as the twins as they begin to peel off those Hawaiian shirts from their toned bodies.
As the siblings drop their baggy shorts, gasps burst from red lips all around us. Max is wearing a scarlet G-string. The twins are clad in corresponding blue ones. The G-strings feature a common pearl-shaped front to unsuccessfully cover their bulging genitals, allowing pubic hair to peek above and around the material in suggestive patches. Save for a thin band around their hips, their firm and luscious buttocks are completely exposed because the strings that form the connecting points are nicely and snugly buried within their cracks.
The outlines of their penises and balls contained within their fronts are very, very obvious. A trickle of fluid runs out of my pussy just to look at them.
Max grins at me. "Take it off, doll. Show them what you've got."
I'm only glad for the fact that Alice isn't around to see me. Aware that all eyes are now riveted upon me, I self-consciously shrug away the terrycloth robe.
More gasps of shock puncture the brittle atmosphere, already choked with the rising heat from the hot sands.
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