Friday Femdom Fiction: A Bitch at the Beach
Burned. She made an uncomfortable mewling noise, looking at her body in the large hotel bathroom mirror. Everywhere was covered in sore streaky red. Her breasts were still their proper alabaster and rose color, as was her buttocks, but her shoulders were sun seared, ugly pink, as were patches on her torso and legs. She looked, in her judgement, like she was having some sort of allergic reaction. And she knew what would come next, peeling, then tan marks, light brown on milk white. The door rattled and swung open, and she poked her head out, still patting her singed flesh with a cool, damp wash cloth. “Okay baby, the concierge found a pharmacy that’s open at this hour…” He clutched a plastic sack, [...]




