That's what the sign says. No tops. No tan lines. Just miles of pristine beach.
I should be thrilled.
But all I can think about is my hotwife strutting around, baring it all for anyone who cares to see. Meanwhile, I'm locked in this chastity cage, the key around her neck, watching it all happen.
And just when I think it can't get any worse, she sees him.
This 8,000 word story is full of cuckolding, chastity, and humiliation. For mature readers only!