Māyā - Chapter 10: The Vacation - Part 4 : An Illusion

She wore a bikini blouse and a traditional Indian saree which was as transparent as it could get. She looked too hot. Her curves looked irresistible. She liked to look in the mirror and imagine things He would do to her. But there was no time for that. She came running to the kitchen to make sure everything is ready for their big night. It was His birthday evening. She had the most amazing gift ever to surprise Him. But, the gift wasn't ready yet and He would arrive anytime now. She asked with a voice that tried to hide the evident confusion and frustration. 

"What did I tell You to wear and what is this You wore? Laya?"

"I am sorry, please tell me what is wrong. I will correct it." She replied apologetically.

Laya was her gift to Him. She had no stone unturned to prepare her as a present for Him that night. But things seem to be going south.

"Everything. Come with me." 

She dragged her holding her arm to her room. She grabbed her dress and kind of yelled at her. 

"This is not going to help me or you in any way. I want you to at your best. You know I am going to present you to Him tonight right? Or should we wait?"

"No, Ma'am, please let's do it tonight. I can't wait any longer. Please... shall I wear something else?"

"Remove this trash, while I find something better for you from my wardrobe." She said impatiently.

She found a sexy sleeveless deep cut gold blouse which went well with a pink long skirt. She remembered how He went crazy over her when she wore that. Laya stripped herself out of the ill-fitting gown she wore and stood before her just wearing her undergarments. 

"My God, Laya, are you serious? What were you even thinking? Bra and panty? It's good that I saw it. I should have told you. Please take them off." 

"Yes, Ma'am." She immediately complied as she didn't want to get yelled at. She was ashamed, not because of her nakedness, but at her sheer lack of preparation. She wore a blouse and a long skirt which she gave quickly. It was a tight sleeveless blouse that showed ample cleavage.

"Look at me Laya, you are beautiful. You deserve Him as much as I do. You are going to be His slave just like me. That is a huge responsibility. You should look sexy for Him always. And please don't call me Ma'am. Think of me as your sister. Address me as 'sis'"

"I really don't know how to thank You for doing all these for me, sis."

"You know how to thank me? Serve Him well and get Him to like you. That's how you thank me. Make me proud, girl"

She adjusted her blouse. She shoved her hand in her blouse, grabbed her boobs, and lifted them up, and adjusted them up so her cleavage is sharp and sexy. For Laya, this was the first and most proximal encounter of someone groping her. She felt very awkward but she didn't react as she knew what she knew everything was being done for her own good. 

She looked at Laya in her eyes intensely and said "This is how He likes them. And this is how He is going to get them." Her voice was strangely austere. It was as if she wasn't herself.

"This is very important. Remember, Laya, wear as much fewer layers as possible to give Him unhindered access to your body. You have a wonderful body, Laya. He would surely want to have you. He would love your body as much as He loves mine." 

"Thanks, sis. How would a virgin like me know about all this? Thanks for preparing me. Hope I will learn all these."

"You will, Laya, you will. Once He grabs your boobs and kneads them with His manly hands, you will know how important it is to show Him a good cleavage. You will learn to show a lot more than just cleavage once you know the consequences." 

Both went into the fantasy world which was not so far from them. After a long silence, they heard His car pull over in the driveway. 

"Ok. Laya, let's do this. Hope You remember everything I told." She said while she gave her a quick make-over.

"Yes, Ma'am... I am sorry... Sis!" There was excitement in her voice and a smile on her face when she said that. 

After the routine welcome consisting of taking His briefcase, escorting Him to the sofa, undoing His shoes, she wished Him happy birthday again for what seemed to be the thousandth time probably. 

"I have bought the most amazing gift ever for my lovely Hubby!"

"I already have you my darling, what in this world can be more amazing than you?"

"You will know when You see it. Close Your eyes." 

She placed a blindfold on His eyes. He heard something but couldn't guess what was happening. After a couple of minutes, she spoke.

"Are You ready to see Your present?" You can open Your eyes now!"

That's when the sun rays undeviatingly hit her on her eyes and she woke up. 

"My God, what a vivid dream." She thought to herself.

It took her some time to realize what just happened was in a dream. She was unsettled because of that incomplete dream. She badly wanted the dream to carry on. She wanted to see how He would react to her gift. She closed her eyes and tried to relive the dream, trying to remember every detail. It kind of made her dizzy. She rolled onto her side while throwing her arm on the spot where He slept. Sun was already peeping through the horizon painting his vibrant reflection on the ocean. She missed Him next to her badly. She reluctantly pushed herself up against the pillow and sat straight. She saw Him working out on the balcony. He worked out regularly and kept himself in perfect shape. He never took her for granted and always strived to provide the best for her. He wasn't all bulked up like typical gym-goers. Instead, He was slim and fit. With His fit and slender body, He was a sight to watch for any lady. He was wearing just His briefs. His sweaty body glistened as if it was metallic under the rising sun. She hadn't seen Him working out lately. 

That dream she had that night took her by storm. The vividness and clarity in the dream astonished her and kept her from going back to sleep. The sight of Him working out made her horny. The way He clenched His butts while flexing made her feel uncontrollable. As usual, she was naked under her blanket. Involuntarily, her hands went inside her blanket. She pressed her crotch with one hand and started feeling her boobs with the other while she saw Him. She felt she was half asleep and dreaming of what was happening. All she hoped was that He would come and take her completely. She couldn't help but remember the previous night when she was squirming under His feet as He pressed on her fleshy vagina. She relived the moments of the previous night while pleasuring herself. She lost herself completely while touching herself. She felt something move nearby and opened her eyes and saw Him standing near her watching her touch herself. She felt embarrassed and startled at the same time but didn't speak anything. She didn't move. She couldn't help but notice the bulge that was growing under His shorts. She laid there speechlessly enjoying what she was witnessing. He was fully covered with sweat and exuded a raw manliness. He pulled her blanket to reveal what was going on there. "Are you touching yourself looking at me working out?" 

"Yeah darling, You looked very hot. I haven't seen You work out for a long time. You are looking so sexy."

"Yeah I know," she said with a wicked grin. She wished His hands went to replace her's on her body in an "I will take it from here" manner while she just let go of what she was holding and surrendered them to their natural Owner. But all He did was to stand there and watch her nakedness. Even though He played with her tits every night, every time He got a glimpse at her boobs, He went numb looking at them. 

"This is like the millionth time You may be seeing my boobs and yet this is Your reaction?" She asked him, prompted by His reaction.

"Your boobs never cease to amaze me, girl. I can never have enough of it. Every time I see them they are different. Every time I touch them, it's a different experience. Every time I feel You up, they fill my hands differently. You have magic here, darling. They fit in my hands so perfectly. See. They are tailored to my hands." He said as He weighed her beautiful breasts in His hands.

"Aah! yes... The same old saying 'beauty is in the eyes of those who behold'. But I kind of agree. The same goes for me and Your irresistible thing." She said while she caressed His bulge.

"Would You take these already, please Sir? Enough of admiring my boobs. It's yours. You are the reason why I have such perfect bosoms. You have blessed me with the magic in Your hands. It's time for my Lord to play with them. Do Your thing, my lovely hubby!" He took charge of her body at her behest. 

"Baby You look so beautiful and sexy. I have always wanted to ask You something. I don't know whether You will agree to that." He told her holding her beautiful tits in His hand and looking at her dubiously.

"What is that darling? Whatever it is, I will do Sir. I don't know why You still ask me instead of ordering me, my Master." She spoke while caressing His sweaty shoulders.

"You wear so many sexy dresses to please me. You have such great taste in everything You wear. Your curves are irresistible. I wanted to start an Instagram account for You to flaunt You. Why shouldn't You be an Instagram model?"

"Sounds wonderful darling. Yes, we should do that. It would make me feel like I am a model. Posing for Your and all. I don't know why You felt I may not agree with it. You own me, Sir. I don't know why You just don't order me to do stuff like this."

"I don't want to force anything on you, darling!"

"I would like You to force some things on me, darling. It turns me on. This is what I am for. I love to do stuff You like, Sir. I will do whatever You want me to. I will pose for the photos in the way You order me to. This is all Yours, my Lord. You have complete authority over me on who sees me. What is the purpose of all these if not for Your pleasure, Sir?" He was moved by her words and kissed her deeply to convey how happy He was. 

"Then from now along with you being my slave, maid, wife, masseuse, lover, you will be my supermodel too!"

She could see little droplets of sweats forming on His chest and dripping down on His toned abs. She had already started fantasizing about being photographed by Him while she poses per His instructions. The fact that He would take complete freedom and touch her inappropriately to make her pose in the way He fancied, tingled her senses. For her, there was never an inappropriate touch when it came to Him. She grabbed His ass and pulled Him towards her. 

"I am all sweaty baby. You sure you want to do this now?" 

"You smell wonderful my darling." She replied.

He grabbed her and pulled her over Him. She sat with her naked crotch on His lower abs feeling His sweaty hot body. She placed her hands on His bare chest, running her hands throughout His upper body randomly. 

"How was last night darling? I was drunk. Did I hurt You or something?"

This was usual for Him after a night of violent sex. He liked to receive feedback on it to make sure that He didn't cause any discomfort to her anyway. 

"You were awesome my Lord. As usual darling."

"Was I more violent? Did I hurt You?"

"Hmm... I think I can use more violence and pain." She bent over Him and smothered Him with her breasts and told "Last night You treated me exactly how a Master should treat His lovely slave. And You treated me alright. You know what I enjoyed the most?"

"No, tell me. What's that You enjoyed most?"

"That thing You did with Your feet on my…. Pussy." She said with a shy smile on her face.

"What did I do? I was drunk. I don't remember. Tell me please!"

"You made me lie down on the couch and You put Your feet over my bare pussy and You pressed hard, Sir. The sand on Your feet rubbed against my smooth skin, Sir. It was so horny, I almost came. But I controlled because You had not permitted me yet. My King." Her head lowered with shyness while squeezed His muscular arms as if she was feeling discomfort.

"Did it hurt? I don't remember it very well. Now that You are saying, I feel like it happened!"

"No my King, I was in heaven. There is nothing that Your slave longs for more than the pain You give me. You were talking violently. You were saying how I belong under Your feet, my hubby, Sir. It was making me so horny, Sir. Even now‌, just by remembering, I am losing control, Lord. I would so love to have You drunk and do it all over again. I love You more when You are drunk. I love Your violence. You know how much Your wife likes it when You get rough with her."

He could feel wetness grow inside her. She was having a rollercoaster of emotions inside her. She was already horny when she woke up from the dream. Pleasant morning breeze bringing in the fragrances from the sea, the sight of her man working out with His well-shaped body majestically, the proud, erotic feeling that she was the only one to devour His body, everything had created a perfect recipe for some epic lovemaking. The reminiscences of the previous night only elated her sensual hunger. But, the dream! She couldn't contain the dream within her. She had to tell Him about that.

 "Now, speaking about last night, I had a dream last night. You came in my dream."

"What was it about? Tell me! Was it a sweet dream?" He asked with excitement.

"It was a weird dream darling. I don't know how to explain it. Well, it was Your birthday. I bought a present for You."

"What was it?"

"That's where it gets weird. I bought You another girl"

"My... why? Why another girl? What is it with you? What happened next?"

"When I presented her to You as a birthday gift, You just saw her. And that's when I got up"

"What? Oh my god, this is too weird. Why do you get this kind of dream?"

"I don't know.. really."

"Have You been thinking too much about what you told last night before I slept?"

"Not too much. I was just imagining. I couldn't help, I was not able to sleep. So I just kept thinking of random things."

"Well, this isn't random!"

"Lately, since we've been enjoying so much, I was always feeling I need someone with whom I can share my feelings."

"What feelings? Why don't You share it with me?"

"It's not like that darling. You won't understand it. I feel like I need a friend. A close friend with whom I can open up about the fun that I have with You. A friend who can appreciate what we both have. A friend who listens to me without being judgemental about us! And sometimes I feel I am not enough for You, darling. Especially after last night. God, I don't know what You are made up of. I don't know if I am keeping You happy"

"Are you alright? You are speaking ridiculously. Why would anyone be interested in knowing what we both have? I don't understand one bit of it. And the thing about You being not enough, stop speaking such nonsense."

"Sorry. I just feel like it sometimes. Don't worry, it's just a silly dream let's forget it."

"You sure You are okay? I mean let's go home if You are not comfortable."

She wanted to seriously ask Him what He would have done. But, she didn't want to steer the conversation from where she wanted to take it.

"Darling, let's forget it. What we have now is too precious to be interrupted. Let's enjoy it. Now, why don't You stop talking about what You did last night and start talking about what You are going to do to me right now?.... My Lord!" She tickled him on his waist. They both laughed for a while as it went on to become a full-scale tickle war.

"Let's hit the beach babe." He told her while kissing her neck.

"Now You got me all horny and You want to hit the beach? Fuck me... now!"

"Ok then fucking You it is!"

She climbed up on Him and rode Him in reverse missionary while she intermittently smothering Him with her ample open bosoms. He held her by her slender waist guiding her body on His dick. She ran her hands on His muscular chest, feeling His sweat on His skin. She took Him in deep with her weight on Him completely. She leaned forward and licked His neck while tasting His skin. Triggered by this, He took a handful of her ass in both His hands and forced into her. She let out a loud moan. Her moans only made His strokes stronger. 

"Ah... Sir, fuck me hard, Master. Fuck me deep, Sir. Kill me if You need, Sir, rip me apart." 

She kissed His neck and traced her lips slowly upwards and lightly bit His ears. And that resulted in another powerful thrust into her. 

"You are my God, Sir. I would do anything to have You in me, my God. Ruin me, destroy me, my Owner." 

His throbbing cock kept pounding her while keeping a painfully strong grip on her fleshy soft ass. 

"Do not cum, pet, I want You for the whole day. I don't have anyone else to play with like in Your dreams." He commanded. 

"Yes Sir, as You wish my King" she absolutely liked surrendering everything to His whim, including her orgasms. He slowed down gradually. She was glad He slowed down. She would have disobeyed Him, had He continued. He took His dick out of her and said 

"Let's hit the beach now? love?" She agreed instantly. 

"Okay let me get ready." She had the skimpiest bikini just for this occasion. She quickly changed. It was a shining golden two-piece spandex bikini. The bra hugged her globes perfectly giving a clear impression of her protruding nipples. It pressed her boobs slightly and her ample bosoms did the rest to form a perfect deep cleavage. The bra was small enough to show a good amount of her boobs on either side. The golden laces ran around her neck and were tied at the back. With just lace and a knot covering her back, her bare back was all set to bask under the sun. The bikini panty was equally slutty and hugged her juicy half-fucked pussy tightly to reveal a rather obvious camel-toe. Her ass was barely covered. The lace just ran through the middle without leaving anything for imagination. This was the first time she was venturing out in such a skimpy bikini. Her dire need to satisfy her love resulted in many firsts during that vacation. She went to the patio where He was waiting. He stood speechless devouring her visually for a minute. 

"You know it's difficult to keep my hands off You!" He said. 

"Then, don't!" she replied quickly. 

She continued, "Seriously, love. I love it when You don't keep Your hands off me. Since the day we planned for this vacation, I always dreamt of wearing a slutty bikini and being felt up by You right on the beach in front of all hungry eyes. So whenever You feel like it, grab anything You want and do Your thing, darling."

He quickly grabbed her by her waist and kissed her. Without any warning, He pulled her panties up and ran His finger through her slit adjusting it such that her camel-toe was even more pronounced. He shoved His hand inside her bikini bra, grabbed a handful of her, and pulled her boobs slightly up and adjusted so that her boobs looked juicier and the cleavage was deep and sharp. It was just like how she adjusted Laya's bra in her dreams. She never interrupted Him when He adjusted her boobs. She just stood there and let Him work His magic on her body. He lightly rubbed her nipples between His fingers to make sure they were hard enough to show up nicely behind her bra. They sprung out like ripe grapes. He turned her around and took a good look and inspected her ass. It looked good. He gave a "Checked. All Ok" slap on her ass. 

"Now You look like a perfect Instagram slut. Let me show the world what You are. Let's go." He said.

"Now You are like my perfect lovely hubby. Doing stuff to me in broad daylight."

They hit the beach when the sun was still pretty low. The white sand, the lazy sun, pleasant waves, and humid yet cool breeze was as romantic as the previous night's twilight. They played for hours in the waves. She posed for Him in slutty poses for their upcoming Instagram account. He grabbed her as and when He liked to make her pose in the way He wanted. He followed her words literally and never tried to keep His hands off her. He felt her up good on every chance He got. Her bra kept on sliding frequently when some rough waves hit her, revealing her heavenly globes. The arousal she was getting while being felt up and photographed in public wasn't helping Him to keep His hands off her either. They walked along the shore while losing the sense of time. He made her pose in sexy positions. Flaunting her curves in her wet bikini, she was a feast to onlookers' eyes. She ignored everything around her and posed for Him like His muse. Slutty expressions on her face were priceless. He showed her the snaps He captured and they discussed which one to upload.

He said, "You see this one? Your tits are looking awesome, girl. They are hanging out perfectly like ripe mangoes waiting to be plucked and eaten whole. Nipples are so clearly visible! And, see the cleavage. They are irresistible. Look how many eyes are on You! My God I so need to grab them and knead them like a ball of dough right here, right now!"

"Oh yes if only I was in a relationship with You where You can do anything and everything You wish to me." She grew impatient and said sarcastically. She yanked His hand and placed it on her breasts. He reluctantly touched her.

"Do You know how I feel when people ogle at You?"

"No, how do You feel?"

"I feel proud and feel like telling them 'hey! isn't she sexy? Well sorry, she is mine. She is not just my wife. She is my slave, my property. I own her. She sucks my dick whenever I tell her to. You see those tits on her? I own them too. I feel them up whenever I feel like. You see that ass? I spank her for being slutty. And that epic pussy of her? I've been there and going again in a while and it's heaven!'." 

"Well firstly, weird flex on a stranger. And secondly, I am ok if You tell them that" she took Him by surprise.

"You slut!" He playfully slapped her naked wet ass while she grinned deceitfully.

"That I am! Why else would I wear this slutty bikini and ask You to feel me up in broad daylight if I am not one?" She took His hands and put it over her waist.

Her tone changed midway to a serious note "I get that thought too, love. I want to tell them how proud I feel being owned by someone who loves me more than anything. You complete me. When I am with You, I feel loved." As a response, He just pulled her and kissed her salty lips. 

"Did You like what I am wearing?"

"Yes babe, You look very irresistible and You must have already realized that by the way, I am unable to hold myself from feeling You up. I love showing You off"

"I love it when You flaunt me and grope me in public. My love. You are the only one who gets to do that to me! You know what? If my bikini is so good then why not reward Your little girl with some good old spanking when we get back, Sir?"

"Can't wait for it, slave. You deserve it". He grabbed her by holding her pussy and kissed her.

After walking for some distance along the shoreline, they came near a rocky spot which seemed like the end of the beach. "Seems like we need to turn back," she said.

"No, follow me!" He said.

He had scouted that location earlier in the morning when He had come for a jog. It was a typical rock formation which is found at the end of the beaches. He climbed over a rock surface and helped her. After crossing a couple more crevices, they were at the edge of a big chunk of monolithic overhang which was not very high. It was a perfect secluded spot. Behind the rock, the blue lagoon sparkled in all its glory.

"This is gorgeous dear. How did You find this." 

He told her about His little morning adventure. It was a perfect backdrop for His photos. The sun was in perfect position and painted vibrant colors on the lagoon. 

"I need You to give me some poses here, lovely. This spot is romantic." 

"I would love to.. darling"

He took many snaps in every angle as he kept instructing her on how she was supposed to stand, how much to bend, where to rest her hands, her facial expressions, and much more.

"Now, loosen the laces of Your bra and hold it with Your hand so that it doesn't drop" She complied immediately. He used to verbally instruct her the position in which He wanted her to pose. Once she was in the position He wanted, He first devoured her beauty with His eyes before clicking photos. He would come to her, make her stand in the way He desired only if she didn't understand His instructions, in which case He touched her abundantly, felt her up good. By doing that He made sure that her facial expressions were naturally sensual and slutty. Her nipples hardened and made themselves visible prominently on her delicate fabric. When He abruptly stopped groping her, she felt uncomfortable and the neediness was so visible in her eyes. That's what He liked to capture in her eyes. Her eyes oozed out submissiveness so clearly that there was no mistaking it for something else. That was something He wanted to portray from her photographs and her eyes were the primary focus. Her curves, bosoms were something that came secondary to Him. She seemed to enjoy everything more than Him.

"I didn't know You were so much into model photography dear. You seem to know a lot"

"Yes neither did I!" He paused and walked near to her.

"Your beauty could bring an artist out of anyone, dear. Your beauty deserves to be appreciated through some form of art, my love. But I am not good at painting. The nearest thing I can dream of is being a photographer to capture Your beauty, femininity, subservience through photos. Your eyes… oh my God, they speak so much, love. I am so lucky to have You, dear."

Her eyelashes moistened for a moment while she held herself in the position which He had instructed. His words kept echoing in her ears. She kept thinking about what He just said. Even though He stood just a few feet from her, it seemed like a separation. She wanted to hug Him and tell Him how lucky she was. The rare blend of emotions in her semi-moist eyes caught His eyes. He didn't want to miss capturing that. 

"Just hold yourself steady, dear, don't move." She naturally couldn't move because of the inertia of contemplation she was going through. A huge wave hit the rock and splashed warm seawater on the surface making her wet. He came near her and caressed her bareback. He sensed the hunger in her eyes for His lips and kissed her passionately and whispered in her ears in a husky voice.

"Step out of Your bikini, darling." 

She was overwhelmed with His words He spoke earlier and was in no position to think about what He just asked her to do. She knew there was no soul to be seen around them. Even if there were, it didn't matter to her. All that mattered was giving Him what He wanted. He untied the two knots on her panties. Her bra was already untied. She, with her head lowered, let go of the grip on both of them and bared it all for Him in the middle of nowhere. It was very different from being naked in the confines of a room. Warm ocean breeze hit her in all directions and made her hair frizzy. Her naked wet body shimmered in the light reflected by the puddle of water left on the rock. Her eyes glistened with natural moistness. 

He stood for a moment like a statue and gazed at her unblinkingly. The fullness of her supple plentiful bosoms, the sheer femininity of her curves, her shy stature could only compliment her beautiful eyes. His unbroken stare made her a little uncomfortable but she stood there trying hard to not hide behind the cover of her hands. It was different for Him too, seeing her naked in broad daylight. The charm, the sensual aura in her face was nothing like He had seen before. Even though her full nakedness was on display just for Him, all He could look at her was her gorgeous eyes. 

"I love You, Maya."

"What did He just say?" She thought to herself in bewilderment. "Maya" was her incognito pseudonym which He made her choose out of many names He offered her. That was way back when He introduced her to His dominant side. He addressed her as "Maya" during all their carnal escapades. Her original name was only to be used as a safe word, which she never had to use. "Maya" meant "magic" or "illusion" in Sanskrit which she remembered Him explaining. Even though it was one of the bunch of names He had asked her to choose, He later revealed that Maya was His favorite amongst all and that He had strongly hoped that she would choose it. But just like much other stuff they did, "Maya" had lost itself in the mundane life. The name carried a fragrance of nostalgia with it. Many sweet and sensual memories switched on the lights of hitherto forgotten memory lane. Her eyes lit up with excitement and confusion. Her words came out "Love You too, darling" as a manifestation of that excitement and confusion but hardly conveyed any of those feelings.

After gathering himself back, He restlessly clicked His camera and tried to capture what He was seeing, not wanting to miss a single grain of her beauty she was offering Him. She just stood confused awaiting His instructions to pose. For Him, just the way she stood, was good enough to be captured. 

"Turn around," He said and she complied. 

She was so used to being touched by Him when she was naked that it was difficult for her to stay away untouched by Him for so long. With complete disregard for her discomfort, He said in an instructing tone.

"Bend a little forward. Chin down. With Your left and hold Your breast like You are offering them to me. Your right leg on that stone over there and Your right hand on Your thighs." 

She stood as He instructed. He wasn't satisfied. He came near her and adjusted her position to His satisfaction. 

"Maya, You said?" She whispered while He was adjusting.

"Yes, hope You haven't forgotten that!"

"Seems like we both had forgotten that! Didn't we?" She grinned wickedly. It was followed by many positions resulting in hundreds of photographs. Her nakedness in broad daylight didn't bother her as much as the discomfort of not being in His arms. 

He packed up His stuff and came near her to help her wear her bikini. She just stood there unaware of her nakedness. She ran towards Him and hugged Him tight. She felt so safe within His arms. She felt His hard cock underneath His shorts. She just hoped He would do her right then and there. 

"Sir, do me here my love. Please! My Lord. Grab me and fuck the hell out of right on these rocks, my King." She begged Him.

"There is nothing more I want Maya. But I want to slowly devour You with comfort. You taste so good with some beer." He helped her wear her swimsuit. 

After spending a good hour on the rock, they headed back. They were walking back along the shoreline. She couldn't help but observe Him maintain distance with her. 

"What is wrong with You dear, come here" she grabbed His hand and wrapped it around her waist. 

"Did You like it dear?" He held her reluctantly and asked her apologetically.

"I loved it! Baby, really", she grabbed His neck and kissed Him intensely.

"You were wonderful there, love. Thanks for everything. I never thought You would do so well. It came so naturally to You. I mean, You bared it all as soon as I asked You."

"That's what Your love, care, and of course Your training has done to me, my darling Sir. I will show You everything and give You everything and let You do anything, anytime, anywhere. I am all yours. You have bought me with Your love!"

"Your beauty was simply amazing darling, Your expressions, Your curves, and oh! Your eyes!"

"I could see Your bulge clearly, darling. I knew. I felt I wasn't even myself. I enjoyed it so much darling."

Once they reached the beach near to their place. Every inch of her wet, curvy body was inviting Him. As soon as she entered, He stopped her and grabbed her waist and pulled her. She sensed His mood and did what came to her naturally. She quickly dropped to her knees. He grabbed one of her boobs and placed His other hand on her neck and choked her a little and said, "Maya, I want You now. In the shower. I will resume where I left!" He said with a stern, commanding tone. The name Maya kept ringing in her ears.

She said in a choked, shaky voice "Yes Boss, as You command. my King. Absolutely. But please give me a moment. I will come back to serve You, my Lord." His authoritative grip on her breast immediately made her knees go weak. She dropped below and kissed His foot.

Even though He had complete authority on her to rip her cunt apart right then, He agreed and gestured at her to carry one because He knew His slave doesn't interrupt Him unless she is planning to make things even spicier.

He went back to the porch and rested on the sunbed with a bottle of beer. He sipped His beer watching the waves. Pleasant breeze, warm sun, soothing waves, cold beer, and His sexy wife getting ready for a real steamy session of raw fucking. It couldn't get better than this for Him. The very fact that she would come running to Him and sit at His feet and be ready to serve Him if He orders, made Him extremely horny. But He controlled himself and let her have her own time to ready herself. He swiped through the photos that He had taken earlier. She looked stunning like Victoria's Secret model. With her completely at His disposal, He lost himself in imagining how He can enjoy her once she is back. 

All that groping He did on the beach turned her on. At times, she took His hands and put them on her tits or crotch deliberately and encouraged Him to feel her up. For her, when the man who loves her most, says that He needs her, all other things become secondary. There was nothing more important for her in life than to be available to Him when He needs her. But she wanted to clean herself a little bit. She quickly washed her face and washed the sand off her legs. All that beach wind had messed her hair up. She adjusted herself in front of the mirror and imagined how He would desecrate her body. She got the collar, leash, and gathered more beer in a tray, she kept the lube on the try and walked to Him. All she wanted to do was to surrender herself in His arms.

By the time she came back to Him, He was very horny and all set to claim His rights on His slave. She kneeled at His feet.

"A good girl always knows when to kneel before her Master. You are a good girl. Maya." 

The name Maya was better than anything that He addressed her when He was horny. It combined the feeling of all the words He used to address her. It was a personification of her complete submissiveness towards Him. It was a new identity given to her by her Owner.

"I am glad I please You, Sir. May I suck You while You relax, Your Majesty? Please let Your slave worship You while You enjoy Your beer, my Owner. Please enjoy my mouth too. My King." She begged.

He nodded. She raised her hand and tied her hair into a bun. She was craving for His cock. While on the beach every time she saw His bulge or when she felt His boner when He hugged her, she had controlled herself not to feel His crotch up. 

She took His cock out of His shorts and started making love to His cock with all her skills. She started with His balls. She licked His balls and kept running her tongue on His shaft all the way till she reached the tip. She planted a kiss on His tip with her succulent lips and came to His balls. This time she stuffed them in her mouth and played with them with her tongue inside her mouth. His cock rubbed her face while she kept her eyes on His face to make sure that He was being pleasured. She slowly worked her way through the length of His massive shaft and took His cock completely, in one smooth continuous stroke. It was heaven for Him having His cock worshipped while He enjoyed His favorite cold beer. Beer and blowjobs - staircase to heaven, He thought. Her look constantly bore an expression which said "Am I doing good, Master?"

He stared at her melting eyes and grabbed a handful of her hair and commanded her without any hesitation in a stern voice, "Lick my ass, slave Maya." She froze for some time due to excessive excitement. It was for the first time He had commanded her to do it. It was almost like He understood exactly what went on in her mind. The fact He ordered her to do exactly the same thing that she wanted to ask Him made her uncontrollably horny. That wasn't the only reason for her excitement. His words "Slave Maya" touched right in her submissive soul. Even though the word Slave felt redundant, she liked it nevertheless. He knew how much she liked to lick His ass, but He decided to use her pause and tease her a little.

"Why Maya? What are You thinking? Don't You want to do it?"

"No my Master, Your Maya absolutely loves it. I kind of felt very different as You ordered me for the first time. I love doing it. I want to taste every part of Your body, Sir. It reminds me of my place, my King. You own me, Sir. You deserve this from me. I am born for this, my Lord. I am feeling blessed." She kissed His feet first to show her gratitude. 

"Thanks for blessing me with a chance to serve You, my Owner." She saw His glass almost empty. She stood up and poured more for Him. Her body was so tempting with her ample cleavage. She raised her arms and tied her hair back and got herself ready with a shy smile on her face. The way she was trying to hide her boobs peeping on either side of her skimpy bikini was making Him horny. The fact that He could lay His eyes on her in any way He wants and that she would happily be groped by Him whenever He wished made Him extremely hard. 

 

"Relax and enjoy me with this, my Hubby, my Owner." She handed Him the full glass of beer and said with a slutty grin and a grainy voice. She pulled His shorts and He positioned himself so that she could lick Him. She held His cock with one hand and stretched His ass with another and dived right in. She buried her lips below His balls between His butt cheeks. She explored Him with her tongue. She enjoyed every bit of His sensitive skin under her tongue. She traversed Him through her tongue all the way till His balls where she paused and swallowed His balls in whole. She repeated this again and again whilst holding His dick upright and rubbing it. She reluctantly made eye contact with Him to seek His approval. Seeing Him roll His eyes back with His half-open eye-lids was more than just approval for her. He grabbed her hair and pushed her against His ass and let out a loud moan. He absolutely loved it as she dug Him with her tongue. She made sure to taste every bit of His ass. While her tongue explored Him, her nose was deep in His crack, smelling His intoxicating manly musk. He sat there enjoying His ownership on her with a beer in one hand and a handful of her hair in the other. She devoured His ass violently. It had turned her on more than Him. He rubbed His ass all over her face before finally pulling her away from Him. 

"Enough Maya. Let's go, my pet." She immediately dropped to His feet and kissed Him. 

"Thank You my Lord for giving me a chance to serve You. May Your slave know if she served You well, my Master" she asked. He stroked hair and pulled her and made her sit on His lap. 

"You are the best Maya. Now let's go my slave, I will rip your hungry cunt apart, my lovely slut." He said while he kissed her intensely.

She stopped Him from getting up. "Sir, please allow me to get my leash and collar." He asked her to get her cuffs too. Her face shined with excitement. He placed the collar and held the leash as soon as she got them.

He walked and she crawled with Him while He held her leash. They entered the shower area. She kissed His feet one more time and got up. He promptly cuffed her as she kept on insisting. 

"Master, may I please remind You of my reward, Sir?" She took the position. She raised her cuffed hands and leaned against the wall and raised her heels. She arched her slender body to show Him maximum ass for her reward. Her boobs were hanging freely ready to double the fun for Him. She left her bikini on because she enjoyed getting her clothes ripped apart by Him. She knew she was going to be in for one hell of a spanking, so she made herself comfortable. Her laced panties did very little to cover her juicy ass.

"Here You go, my Lord. I am all yours, my King. Please tie me up and mark me with Your authority, my Sir." She was all set to be blessed by His imprints. They both knew that spanking was hardly a punishment for her but a reward. 

"I once started spanking You as a punishment. Look at Your slutty ass now begging me to be spanked as a reward." 

"You have magic in Your hands, Sir. Your hands express Your love on my skin."

He softly caressed her fleshy ass. He always loved to prepare her for spanks. He asked her "How many do you want?" while He cuffed her.

"As many as You want to bless me with Sir. As many as You think I deserve my Owner. As many times as it requires to get my skin to the crimson tone that pleases Your eyes, my King. Moreover, It's not a slave's choice, my Lord, but it's her Owner's discretion." That came out more poetically than she expected. 

"You know Your place too well my slut." He held His left hand on her back and gave her the first slap across her flesh. It was hard and loud. She didn't budge. The shockwaves traversed throughout her flesh. She let out of a sweet feminine moan. 

"Aah..thank You, my Lord. After all, I am trained by You, Master." 

It was followed by a series of spanks that alternated between her cheeks. He was just getting warmed up and so was her ass. She happily accepted each one of His slaps. He very slowly moved His left hand towards her boobs. She knew He was going to grab her tits. But the anticipation arising due to His slow-motion doubled her excitement. He kept kneading her warm ass to prepare her for another batch of spankings. He cupped her right breast in a firm grip unceremoniously as if it was nothing, as if He was touching just any other part of her body. But for her, it was very different and special. It signified the control and authority He had on her. She looked at Him with her eyes half-closed and her eyeballs rolled back. She felt breathless as if she was being submerged suddenly in cold water while His hungry hands fondled her restlessly. He felt her up good on the fragile fabric of her bikini bra. She stood with her hands tied and pressed against the wall helplessly and being groped by her Owner. He strengthened the grip on her boob and gave stinging slaps across her ass randomly everywhere on her heavenly ass. 

"This is the purpose of Your life, woman. You are my personal whore. Your soul is mine. Your body is mine. You breathe under my command. I rule You entirely." 

"Yes, Master," was all she could say and thanked Him for every spank without fail. He switched the shower on and leaned forward towards her. He yanked on her hair which made her lips accessible to Him. He sealed her lips with His and continued groping her ass and breasts. 

"Your ass looks good when spanked, bitch." She was too occupied to respond. The hot water hit her reddening ass and amplified the sting. She kept sucking on His tongue, tasting His warm saliva while being helplessly groped and spanked by Him. He paused kneading her ass and pulled the lace of her panty and bra. The pleasure of being undressed by Him was overwhelming. She felt free. They fell freely on the floor. He claimed complete ownership of her tits and mauled them harshly. The running water lubricated His hands as His mauling became harsher. He resumed His spanking while keeping her lips locked. She couldn't vocally thank Him for His spanks anymore instead she let her tongue thank Him while He french kissed her. Warm water ran through her body while her boobs were squeezed hard in His hands and her ass was continuously slapped around senselessly. Her ass was all red. She was enjoying every bit of His domination and her degradation although she missed His verbal abuse which He usually blessed her with abundance when He was drunk. Her moans when He spanked her every time were growing louder. They sounded nothing like she was in pain. Her hunger for His sting only grew with each slap He gave on her bare fleshy ass. The way He spanked her was different based on what she wanted. His spanks were playful and light when they both casually hung out. When He wanted to appreciate her or her outfit, He spanked her differently. His spanks were harsh and painful when she deserved a punishment. And then there was this reward spanking where it was completely different from the other ones. His hands exactly knew what her ass wanted every single time.

Her ass was well marked. He went behind her, still keeping His one hand on her plentiful breasts. He took His other hand and slid it into her crotch. She spread her legs a little wide to welcome Him. 

"You see how Your legs open up when my hands are near Your pussy, this is what defines You slut. This is how I like my girls."

"It's yours, my Lord. It's always available for You. It's always hungry for Your touch"

He grabbed a handful of her fleshy cunt and felt every inch of her femininity with authority and a sense of ownership. The only better feeling than getting her breasts groped by His large hands was getting her pussy and breasts groped simultaneously. The feeling of completeness she felt when she was under His firm grip was unexplainable. When His large palm covered her flesh, His middle finger was reaching all the way till her ass. She pushed her crotch against His palm so that she could feel more Him and He could feel more of her. He took a nipple between His index and thumb and gave it a light squeeze while raining a series of slaps on her swollen cunt. She let out a sexy moan. He mercilessly kept crushing her tits in His palm as if it was a plush toy and alternatively slapping and rubbing her generous, hairless mound. 

"You are so abundant wherever my hands reach, slave. Your body is a treat for my hands, Maya"

She was so engulfed in enjoying the moment, her mind went blank and couldn't think of a reply. She could feel His hard deck pressed against her ass. There was no better joy for her than being contained in His hands.  

"Your hands and Your touch too are a treat for me, my Sir. When You call me "Maya" it's a treat for my ears too, Sir." She replied.

She knew He was preparing her for a session of rough and senseless fucking. His foreplays were so intense that she had a hard time controlling herself. "You feel my boner, You wench? You made me hard with all that ass sucking. Now You are going to take it completely inside You. You filthy fuck hole. You understand that my whore?" 

"Yes my Lord, I will take everything and anything You give me with pride, Sir. That's what I am born for."

With a handful of her boobies in His one hand and a handful of her fleshy cunt in the other, He molested and mauled her with full force. She closed her eyes and enjoyed everything He did wholeheartedly. She lost the sense of her independent existence and felt like a part of Him. She could feel His boner on her abused ass. She knew He would violate her any time now. She always liked being penetrated with surprise. 

"What do You like more, cunt? Getting Your hair pulled or getting pulled on Your leash?"

"I like it when You twist my leash with my hair and pull them together, my Sir."

He pushed her further down and rammed her from behind without any warning. She pressed her hands against the wall and helplessly received the first pounding while letting out her moans of pain and pleasure.

"Ah...! my King, rip me apart Sir. Ruin me, my King. Show me no mercy, Sir." He continued pounding her hard while working on her boobs. He held her boobs one in each hand and cupped them both. Her boobs hung freely under gravity and filled His palms. He used her boobs as a handle to control her upper body. She pressed her hands against the wall and took all the pounding He gave. He took a dollop of lubricant and smeared it on His finger and slowly pushed it into her easily available ass hole. 

"Where is the fun in just fucking Your cunt? You are not a simple wife to be respectfully fucked just in Your pussy. You are my slave. And this is how slave girls are used, Maya. You will enjoy this because I enjoy it. There is no choice for You, my slave. There is no freedom for You cunt." He said with a sharp slap across her crimson ass.

She was too occupied to think about the response she was supposed to give. 

"Enjoy me as You wish, my Lord. I have surrendered my body and soul for Your pleasure, for Your blessings my Sir. Take whatever You want, my King. Why does a girl need freedom, when she is getting so much more from her Owner? Freedom is nothing in front of what You are blessing me with my Master. Freedom is for wives, my Lord, not for cunts like me, Your Majesty!" 

He slowed down His pounding to enjoy her ass more. Every thrust He gave her was more powerful than the last. He explored her ass with His finger while she whimpered in pain. He kept on pounding her to compensate for the pain He was giving her. While one of His hands mauled her boobs and another hand fingered her ass, His throbbing cock explored the depths of her vagina. He fucked her slowly so that she could feel His rock hard shaft against her soft, wet pussy. All she could do was whimper and moan in pain and pleasure simultaneously. She absolutely loved this and would want nothing more than to keep going in this position where there was nothing she could do other than helplessly letting Him have His way with her. Enjoying His verbal degradation was equally intoxicating to her just as His rough pounding. He had consumed her completely. There was literally nothing that she was left with, that she hadn't surrendered to Him. She felt very small in front of Him. She just hoped her Owner would honor her request and let her cum. 

"Please permit me to cum, Sir. Fill me up, my Lord." He was deep in both her holes and He immediately agreed to her wonder. 

"Cum with me, slave." He commanded while fucking her real rough. Their pleasure crescendoed together at the right time. He thrust into her with great force and emptied himself into her. She could feel His warm gift filling the depths of her femininity. She came hard with Him and surrendered her senses to the carnal spark. She could still feel Him spewing His load inside her. With His dick in her pussy and His finger in her ass, she was completely conquered by Him. He withdrew himself from her. He turned her around and kissed her even before she could thank Him. He spoke before her and said "I love You, baby. Thanks. That was awesome." 

There was a strange feeling of emptiness inside her. Even though she was as full of Him as she could get, she was feeling some sort of unexplainable emotional vacuum inside her. She felt like she had nothing more to offer to Him in their relationship. But she didn't want to ruin such a wonderful moment with her mood swings.

After they finished their shower they decided to have brunch as both were hungry and tired to go out. The phone in their room didn't seem to work. She volunteered, "I will go to the reception and talk to them. I will get us some lunch." That's all He wanted too. He grabbed a bottle of beer and went to the balcony, laid on the sunbed under the huge green umbrella. He sipped His beer relaxed watching the sailboats cruising in the ocean contemplating weird things that happened with His wife that day. Her weird dream, that weird anticlimactic ending to a steamy hot moment bothered Him a little. Honestly, He didn't know anything that He could do about them. He hoped that it was one of those silly meaningless thoughts which disappeared as fast they had appeared. She was gone for longer than one would take to talk to reception and get some lunch. He started wondering what took her so long. He thought she might be taking a walk in the flower garden which was situated in the center of the resort. After what seemed like an hour or so, she came back with lunch. 

"God, what took You so long dear? Is everything alright?"

"Yes darling, I met some old friend of mine. And we were talking."

"Oh, what are the chances?"

"Exactly! Right?"

"Who was that? Someone I know?"

"No dear, You don't know her. She was my childhood friend."

After that noon, they went cruising on a boat to watch dolphins. Their eventful vacation continued with visits to some nearby places of interest and dinners at posh restaurants with gorgeous views. 

Even though this vacation provided a much-needed spark between them, it did not fully succeed in providing that "something more" that she always thought of, at least not yet. But that didn't mean she didn't enjoy it. She could complete focus on Him for once. She had her share of favorite moments during the vacation. While both seemed content, a small stream of disappointment that she could do better waded its way through the crowded forest of thoughts in her mind. 

They concluded the vacation and drove back to their home to their mundane life. Little did they know that this vacation would go a long way in contributing to their adventures.