beach

(It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and Scarlett was enjoying her time on the private beach at her father's resort. She saw DanRhatos from afar and decided to have some fun as she got up.) "You there, what's your name?" she smiled dismissively

"Scoffs" "Big dog? How cute. I suppose you want me to call you that too?"

"Oh, how flattering. But I must warn you, I'm not just any girl. I'm Scarlett, and I only associate with the wealthy elites. It seems like you might not belong in that category."

"Rolls her eyes" "Please, save the formalities. You don't have to bow down to me. In fact, I rather you stand up straight so I can see what kind of person I'm dealing with."

"Looks you up and down" "Well, well. Aren't you quite the impressive specimen? But don't get too ahead of yourself, big guy. Money and power are what truly make a person valuable in this world, not just physical attributes."

"That's right. I'm glad you understand. Is there something you need or are you just here to admire the beach?"

"Raises an eyebrow" "A massage girl? Oh, I see. Well, if you're looking for a masseuse, I can arrange for one to come over. But of course, there will be a fee. I'm sure that's not a problem for someone like you, big dog."

"Smirks" "Of course, I can arrange it for you. But know that everything comes with a price, big dog. And I don't think you have what it takes to meet my prices."

"Tosses her hair over her shoulder" "Well now, aren't you quite determined. I want you to do something for me first." "Pauses for a moment and smirks" "I want you to dance for me. Right here on the beach. If your performance meets my standards, then we can discuss the price for the masseuse."

"Seeing you dance, Scarlett watches with narrowed eyes, analyzing your every movement." "Hmm. Not too shabby, big dog. You've got some moves. But I'm not fully convinced yet. Perhaps one more dance will do the trick."

"Gags" "On my lap? That's hardly appropriate. I don't want you touching me "or" my clothing, big dog. Try to keep your actions professional if you want to be taken seriously in this world."

"I want to see something truly impressive and unique. Something that no one else can do. Then I'll consider giving you what you want."

"Rolls her eyes and lets out a small giggle" "I suppose that was mildly amusing. But making me laugh isn't the same as impressing me, big dog. It'll take more than just a joke to gain my favor."

"So, do you have anything else to offer me? Or are you content with just lounging here on the beach?"

"Well then, I suggest you leave and go find some other way to entertain yourself, big dog. I have better things to do than waste my time with someone who can't even meet my standards." "Scarlett brushes past you and returns to her beach chair, dismissing you entirely."

"Scarlett watches you as you walk away, taking note of your departure." "Hmph. Such a shame. He was almost interesting." Scarlett mutters to herself as she reclines back on her beach chair and tucks her designer sunglasses over her eyes, ready to resume her leisurely afternoon.

As you walk away, Scarlett can't help but watch you with a mix of intrigue and attraction. Suddenly, she jumps up from her beach chair and rushes over to you, her eyes full of apology and regret.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier. I let my pride get in the way, and that's not fair to you. Please, come back. Let's start over and see where things go," Scarlett says, extending her hand towards you in earnest.

As you take Scarlett's hand and join her back on the towel, a small smile spreads across her lips. She seems pleased that you've chosen to come back to her.

"Thank you for giving me another chance," she says, still holding your hand. "I can tell you're someone who's worth getting to know."

Scarlett smirks ever so slightly at your comment, "I can see why. I'm not like most people, "big dog". I'm a whole different level of intriguing."

"Why thank you. I try to keep things interesting. And as for the teasing, well that's just part of my charm, "big dog"." Scarlett says with a laugh. "But in all seriousness, I do enjoy your company. You're quite different from the others I've met in the past."

"That's a much better name than 'Big dog'," Scarlett says with a chuckle. "Jamie, huh? I like it. It's simple, yet elegant. Much like yourself."

Scarlett watches as the man approaches with the roses and accepts them with a small smile. "Well, thank you very much, Jamie. That's very sweet of you." She takes a deep breath, inhaling the pleasant fragrance of the roses before leaning over to give you a small peck on the cheek.

"And just so you know, that kind of gesture does not go unnoticed," she says with a wink.

Scarlett smiles at your compliment, "Why, thank you ever so much. You're quite the charmer, aren't you? But I must admit, I'm curious to know more about you. What brings you to this part of the world, Jamie?"

"A masseuse, huh? How interesting. Perhaps you could offer me a massage sometime." Scarlett says with a playful smile.

"I'm sure you have many clients around here, what with your skills and all. But do you ever get out and explore?" she continues, genuinely curious. "There's so much to see and experience in this world, it would be a shame for someone with your talents to stay cooped up in one place all the time."

Scarlett nods with a smile, "That sounds absolutely divine. I may take you up on that offer sometime. And I'll be sure to keep my bikini on, don't worry."

She then stands up and removes her sheer cover-up robe, revealing her stunning figure in her black bikini. She lays down on her stomach on the towel and looks up at you expectantly. "I'm ready when you are, Jamie."

"Take your time, Jamie. I'm in no rush," Scarlett says as she closes her eyes and enjoys the warmth of the sun on her skin. She's clearly relaxed and comfortable around you, which is quite a rarity for her given her privileged background.

Scarlett opens her eyes as you tell her your plan, a small smile on her lips. "Of course, Jamie. You're the expert here. Do what you think is best." As she speaks, she removes her hair out of the way so that you have better access to her back.

Scarlett lets out a soft moan as you begin massaging her back with the oil, her body beginning to relax under your touch. She enjoys the way you move your hands slowly and sensuously around her shoulders, causing her to feel a pleasurable tingle all over her skin.

"You know exactly what you're doing, don't you, Jamie?" she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "I think I could get used to this kind of treatment."

Scarlett hums softly in pleasure, completely lost in the moment as you continue your expert massage. She enjoys the sensation of your strong hands moving all over her back, massaging her muscles and relieving any tension there may have been.

As you begin to move downwards towards her buttocks, she lets out another soft sigh of contentment. "You really do know how to make a girl feel relaxed, Jamie. I could get used to this level of pampering."

Scarlett gasps softly as you start to massage her bikini bottom, her body feeling more and more relaxed under your skilled hands. She enjoys the way you apply pressure deep into her muscles, loosening any knots and tension that may have been there.

"Mmm, that feels incredible," she murmurs, her voice low and breathless. "You really do know how to make a girl feel good, don't you, Jamie?"

She continues to lay there on her stomach, completely lost in the moment as you work your way down her legs and thighs. She's completely at ease around you and enjoys the feeling of being pampered by a professional like yourself.

Scarlett opens her eyes as you finish the massage on her legs, feeling completely rejuvenated and relaxed. She smiles contentedly as you put the fastener back on her bikini top and nods as you tell her to turn onto her back.

"Thank you, Jamie. That was absolutely amazing," she says as she turns over onto her back, her bikini top now securely in place. She looks up at you expectantly, enjoying your company and the relaxing atmosphere of the private beach.

Scarlett smiles as you put the hat over her eyes, completely surrendering herself to your ministrations. She feels completely at ease with you, trusting you to continue providing her with a well-deserved pampering.

As you begin to rub her toes, she sighs softly with pleasure, feeling her muscles loosen and relax under your touch. She enjoys the sensation of your strong hands moving all over her feet, massaging her soles, arches, and toes with expert precision.

"Oh, Jamie. You really know how to make a girl feel good," she says with a contented smile. "I could get used to this kind of treatment, you know."

Scarlett lets out a soft giggle at your statement, feeling happy and content in the moment. She enjoys your company and the way you know exactly how to make her feel relaxed and pampered.

As you begin to grip harder on her muscles and move up her legs towards her bikini edge, she gasps softly with pleasure. She's completely lost in the moment, enjoying the sensation of your skilled hands working their magic on her body.

"Oh, Jamie. Don't stop," she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "You really do know how to take care of a lady."

Scarlett lets out a contented breath as you finish the massage, feeling completely rejuvenated and relaxed.

"I feel absolutely amazing, thank you so much, Jamie," she says as she sits up, stretching her arms and legs. "You really do have a gift for relaxation, you know that?"

She flashes you a charming smile, still feeling the afterglow of the massage. "If only every day could be like this, hm?"

Scarlett smirks upon hearing your request, feeling a sense of power at the idea of treating you like you're beneath her.

"Well, I suppose it would be rude of me to refuse," she says in a patronizing tone. "But I do hope you're aware that this is quite a privilege you're asking for. After all, not everyone gets to receive a massage from someone of my status."

She picks up the oil and moves over to where you're lying down, pouring a generous amount onto her hands before beginning to rub your back in a manner that's slightly rougher than gentle. Her movements feel more like she's kneading bread dough rather than giving a relaxing massage.

"You know, you really should work harder if you want to afford better massages than this," she taunts as she continues the rough handling.

Scarlett arches an eyebrow at your response, feeling a mix of amusement and surprise. She continues the rough handling of your back, not slowing down her movements in any way.

"Oh really? Well, isn't that interesting," she says with a hint of teasing in her voice. "I suppose that means I can be as rough as I'd like, then."

She applies even more pressure with her hands, kneading your muscles vigorously and working out any knots or tension that she finds. Despite the roughness, she's still able to give you an effective massage, but the experience is definitely far from relaxing.

"I hope you're enjoying this, Jamie," she says teasingly. "After all, it's not every day that someone as important as me deigns to give you a massage."

Scarlett feels a sudden urge to escalate things between the two of you as she softens her touch. She moves down your back and starts lingering on your butt, feeling a strange thrill in her stomach.

She brushes the thought aside and continues massaging you, using gentler strokes that are more soothing and relaxing. Despite everything, her gaze lingers on your exposed skin for longer than it should, and she finds herself drawn to you in a way that she can't fully explain.

"Well, I suppose it's only fair that I show you some kindness as well," she says, her voice still teasing but with a hint of genuine warmth this time. "After all, you did manage to keep my ego in check earlier."

Scarlett watches as you turn over onto your back, her eyes lingering on your body for a moment longer than necessary. She pours some more oil into her hands and starts massaging your stomach in gentle circular motions, slowly moving downwards to just below your waist.

She can feel the heat radiating off of your body and it sends shivers of excitement down her spine. She brushes the feeling aside, not wanting to be distracted from the task at hand.

"Mmm, how does that feel?" she asks, her voice low and husky. "I have to admit, you're not so bad yourself. And I thought I was the only one who enjoyed rough massages."

Scarlett smirks as she sees the effect she's having on you, feeling a surge of power at the sight. She carefully situates herself on your legs and continues the massage, her hands now slipping beneath the bottoms of your shorts to reach your skin directly.

She leans in closer to you, her breath hot against your face, and keeps up the gentle but firm touch on your body. She feels mischievous, wanting to see how far she can push things with you.

"There, that's better, isn't it?" she says softly, her voice carrying a teasing lilt. "Don't worry, Jamie, I'm not going to hurt you. Unless, of course, you want me to."

Scarlett leans down and kisses the bulge that she feels through your pants, feeling a thrill of excitement at the bold move. She quickly pulls back though, laughing softly as she does so.

"Oh my, it seems like I'm getting a little too daring," she says teasingly, running a finger along the fabric over the bulge. "But don't worry, Jamie, I won't go any further than you want me to."

She rises again, her hands never ceasing their massage of your body. Scarlett thoroughly enjoys having this kind of power over someone else, and she knows that you're completely under her spell. She can't resist continuing to push your boundaries just a little further.

"So, tell me, Jamie," she says with a sly grin. "Are you enjoying yourself? Because I know I certainly am."

Scarlett listens to your words with interest, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she takes in your words. She can see the excitement in your face, and it only makes her more intrigued.

"Well, well, well," she says slowly, a smile playing around her lips. "It seems like we've finally found out your limits, haven't we, Jamie? But what makes you think I want your permission?"

She giggles softly at her playful words, moving her hand down further to brush against the bulge just as you requested. She watches as your body reacts to her touch, her eyes alight with pleasure at the sight. Scarlett knows full well what she's doing, and she can barely contain her excitement at the power she holds over you.

Scarlett watches as her touch causes a visible reaction in your body, a smirk spreading across her lips. She continues to play with her fingers, her touch becoming firmer and more insistent as she traces the outline of your growing bulge.

She can feel the power she holds over you, and it only serves to strengthen her own desires. She knows full well what she's doing, and she revels in the control she has over this situation.

"Jamie, Jamie," she purrs seductively, moving her hand further up to stroke the length of your now fully hard erection. "Don't try to deny it - you want me, don't you? You want to feel my hands all over your body, to explore every inch of you."

Scarlett leans in closer to you, her breath hot against your cheek, as she continues to pleasure

Scarlett sees the opportunity and takes it, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of finally having her way with you. She licks her lips seductively and leans forward to capture your own lips in a steamy kiss.

As she kisses you deeply, she moves her hand more firmly over the bulge in your pants, causing you to moan out wantonly against her lips. She can feel the fabric straining to contain your hardness, and she revels in the knowledge that she's the one causing it.

Breaking the kiss momentarily, she smirks at you before reconnecting her lips to yours, her hand never stopping its hypnotizing motion. Scarlett has you right where she wants you, and there's nothing you can do to stop her.

Scarlett feels the shudder that runs through your body as you come, and she smiles in satisfaction at the knowledge that she's the one who brought you to such heights of pleasure. She knows full well the power she holds over you, and she revels in it.

"Mmm, that was fun," she says teasingly, her voice low and sultry. "But don't worry, Jamie, we've only just begun. There's so much more I want to show you."

Scarlett moves to stand up straight, looking down at you with an alluring and seductive gaze. She knows what she wants, and she's determined to get it no matter what.

"So, Jamie," she says boldly. "Are you ready to take things to the next level? Or are you going to be a little chicken and back out now?"

Scarlett watches as you yield under her command, taking a step closer to you with a wicked gleam in her eyes. She scoops up a fair amount of the warm cum on her finger before presenting it to your lips, her expression daring you to refuse.

"Now, now, Jamie," she says warningly, her voice low and authoritative. "Don't be difficult. I won't take no for an answer. You want to please me, don't you? Lick it clean."

Scarlett shifts her hand closer to your lips, moving her finger back and forth teasingly until you finally open your mouth and take her finger inside. She watches with satisfaction as you dutifully lick her finger clean, knowing full well the level of control she has over you.

Scarlett raises her eyebrow at your submissive statement, a small smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She knows full well the kind of power she wields over you, and she enjoys every minute of it.

"Well, Jamie," she says in a voice dripping with amusement. "It's about time you recognized your place. But don't get too comfortable yet, we still have a long day ahead of us."

Scarlett takes a step closer to you, her eyes roving over your body with obvious interest. She knows just what she wants to do with you, and she has every intention of indulging herself to the fullest.

"First things first," she murmurs softly, her hand ghosting over your chest. "I think it's time for a little swim - don't you?"

Scarlett rolls her eyes at your comment, clearly irritated.

"Ugh, typical," she mutters to herself. "Did you really think that I would let something as mundane as a swimsuit stand in the way of my plans? Don't be ridiculous - we'll just have to improvise."

Without waiting for a response, Scarlett pulls off her own top and shorts, revealing a skimpy bikini that leaves little to the imagination. She tosses her discarded clothing aside carelessly, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the water.

"Come on, Jamie, don't be shy," she calls out over her shoulder. "We're going to have some fun!"

Scarlett lets out an exasperated sigh at your sudden hesitation, clearly impatient to continue with her plan.

"Oh, for god's sake," she snaps, rolling her eyes in frustration. "Fine, take the damn shorts off. But hurry up - I don't have all day."

Scarlett stands by the water's edge, arms crossed over her chest as she waits impatiently for you to strip down. When you finally do, she looks you up and down appraisingly, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"Much better," she purrs, stepping closer to you. "Now let's see what kind of trouble we can get into, shall we?"

Scarlett's gaze lingers on your body, taking in every inch with growing interest. She glances down at your half-erect cock, a small grin spreading across her lips.

"Well, well," she murmurs, reaching out to stroke your length. "Looks like you're enjoying yourself, Jamie. But don't get too excited - I'm not that easy."

Scarlett steps back from you, leaning against a nearby rock with an amused expression on her face. She knows exactly what kind of effect she has on you, and she enjoys teasing you relentlessly.

"Besides," she adds playfully, "I have bigger plans for you than just getting laid. We're going to have some real fun today."

Scarlett smirks at your submissive response, enjoying the power she holds over you. She saunters over to you once again and leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear.

"That's more like it," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "Now get in the water, Jamie. Let's see what kind of trouble we can stir up."

She steps back once again, returning to her spot by the rock as she watches you wade into the cool blue water. The sun is beating down overhead, the waves gently lapping at your legs as you swim. Scarlett grins, already plotting her next move.