Hi, it's the female of the couple writing again, sorry it's been a while. A lot has happened since my last post, I'm sure some of you would like an update! Most of our recent experiences relate to a mature dom that we met through a fetish forum, who had ideas that we thought would be exciting. He was keen to do something similar to the meets we had previously, but suggested that there be a more significant build up, that I be made to deserve to be punished, and made to become a slave/slut. With R's permission, he would text instructions over the course of the last few weeks of summer, and I would carry out the instructions. We hadn't met the dom (David), but he would be close by to make sure tasks were carried out. The first text told me to expose myself on a nudist beach. I wore a summer dress, sandles and matching bra and girly knickers. As I arrived at the beach, the next text instructed me to set camp in the middle of a cluster of lone male sunbathers. I found the described area, and put my bag on the stony beach and laid out a towel and my book. I was about 3 or 4 meters from the closest guy, who looked a bit of a hairy loner. I caught eye contact, and looked away. Looking round I had caught the attention of several guys of various ages. There were no women in this area, apart from one large older lady close to the sea. I think some of the men had chose this position to get a view of her, so were probably pleased to see this 21 year old pert female appear next to them. The next text told me that David was there and able to see me clearly. It told me to strip, but to take my time and remain standing as I did so. I stepped out of my sandles. I felt many eyes waiting in anticipation. The loser closest to me had a small towel covering his cock. I wondered what state that was in, and whether he'd be pleasuring himself somehow. I took the straps of my summer dress down my arms and allowed the dress to fall to my feet. I unclipped my bra and discarded it. Turning with my back to the loser, I teasingly lowered my knickers down my legs, bending over as I did it, showin everything to him. I think I was starting to warm to my task. Another text came in. It told me to kneel down and apply suntan lotion to my body. it said t do it slowly, and to make sure I turned on the people around me. I put lotion on my hand and rubbed it over my shoulders, arms and breasts. I then lifted my bum, adopting an 'all fours' position and rubbed lotion over my bum and thighs. Then lay on my back and rubbed some over my tummy, the fronts of my thighs, and briefly my shaved pussy. This was fun. I sunbathed like that for about 5 minutes. The next text told me that David thought the loser next to me was enjoying the show. I was to turn on my front and ask him to apply lotion to my back. Gulp! I did as I was told. I think the part of the beach was a bit more sheltered and pervy than the bit closer to the clothed people, so I was sure that anyone who saw something kinky going on would not overly mind. So in a voice I tried to make confident, I asked whether he wouldn't mind putting lotion on the areas I couldn't. He looked a bit shifty and nervous, but cleared his throat and said 'of course', and he shuffled over to wear I lied on my belly. He made an effort to keep the smaller towel over his cock, but it was clearly a twitching hard-on, which I could see most of from my position. The lotion and his hands came down over my back, massaging it warmly in. Another text called me a dirty slut, and told me to say that I'll need plenty of lotion on my bum. I did, and those hands gleefully kneeded lower. Those men who were interested in me were all sat up watching eagerly. The next text told me to open my legs, I did and the hands followed, rubbing my up nicely. The next text said to finish him off. I placed a hand under his small towel and wanked his cock, and he finger fucked me. I was cumming and clamping his fingers, and soon felt thick cum rolling over my hands. Another text told me I had completed my first slut mission, and he was proud of my performance. I licked my fingers and got dressed. I had a few winks as I left. That's when I'd seen boyfriend R only 15 meters from where I was being a slut. He was naked in the sun, I could tell he'd somehow also wanked himself off, maybe also under a little towel. He smiled and winked at me, and when we met up later at home gave me a frantic fucking. That was a real thrill and turn on. I waited for my next instructions. E x