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“No!”I say, running a finger down her nose.“You need to learn to be comfortable in your own skin and proud of your body.Besides, it pleases me to show you off, which is all that should concern you.”
She huffs but slowly removes her T-shirt and, after a stern look, her bikini bottom.She stands in front of me, her eyes closed tightly.“Okay.Go.”
“This isn’t supposed to be torture.”I chuckle.“In fact, if I do it right, you might even find it erotic.”
I know I certainly find it erotic as I bend her forward over the back of one of the lounge chairs and begin painting her delectable bottom.I’m not particularly artistic, and considering Ava’s aversion to exposing her body, I decide to give her a rather skimpy painted-on bikini to help her overcome her shyness.If the adorable way she’s struggling to control herself and stand still is any indication, I’m right about her finding it erotic as well.
After I’ve painted the backside of her bikini bottom, a target with the bull’s-eye right where her rear hole is, I help her stand and turn her to face me.
“I’m ready to paint the front,” I say.“Close your eyes.I want you to be surprised.”
She sighs and closes her eyes as I dip the brush in paint and kneel before her.She squirms slightly as the paintbrush swirls across her bare mound.“Don’t move,” I chide.“If I have to spank you, it’s going to ruin my impressive artwork.”
One eye opens a slit to glare at me.“Then don’t spank me.”
I grin.“Stay still, and I won’t have to.”
She stands completely motionless for a few minutes and then says, “So, um, what do you think about the other contestants?”
Ah, distraction—the universal coping mechanism for a submissive, if her Dom allows it.While there are times I will no doubt want Ava fully focused on every sensation, in this instance I decide to let it go, if only so I can concentrate on painting her body.
“I’ve met Jake a few times before, and he’s a good guy,” I say conversationally, drawing a yellow circle over the center of her labia.“Luke is young, but he seems pretty knowledgeable about the lifestyle.Much better than that other young Dom, Shawn.”
“Because you’re so ancient,” she says sarcastically.
I sigh.“You have no idea.I feel decades older than those two.”I outline a ring of red around the yellow.“You seem to have become friends with Rose and Tessa.”
“It would seem so,” she says with a hint of wonder in her voice.
Then a sharp intake of breath as I move to her breasts.“Who do you think is going to be the hardest to beat?”she asks with another little hitch as I swirl the soft brush over her areola, turning it blue.
“There’s your friend Emmett,” I add, my voice hardening.“He’s clearly an excellent Dom, and his sub, Rebecca, is obviously very experienced.They’ll be a force to be reckoned with.As will that diminutive submissive Carly and her Dom, Michael, although I don’t care for him much.”
She shudders, although I’m not sure if it’s from the mention of the hard-looking Dom or the stiff brush that’s now flicking across her nipple.“He gives me the creeps.There’s something cold in his eyes.”
By the time we’ve discussed the rest of the contestants, I’ve finished, and Ava is squirming.
“Okay,” I say, laying the brush down.“You can open your eyes now.”
She opens her eyes slowly and gazes down at her body.Her mouth falls open.“You painted targets on my breasts and…and there?”she asks incredulously.
She looks pretty fantastic if I do say so myself.Her hard nipples form the bull’s-eyes of two perfect targets on her chest, with a matching one painted on her mound, the center directly where her clitoris is hidden.She twists to look at her backside.“Is there one on my butt too?”she asks in horror.
“Just making sure I marked my targets for later tonight,” I answer, laughing at her discomfiture.
Logan announces that time’s up, and I open the curtains of the cabana and lead Ava to the pillared stage where we join the rest of the Doms and submissives.Although my artwork’s not bad, several of the other Doms have really outdone themselves and have a hell of a lot more artistic ability than I do.Jake’s submissive Rose is painted in a detailed Wonder Woman outfit, and an older Dom named Karl has painted a sexy cropped soccer jersey and matching short-shorts on his submissive that look amazingly realistic.But Emmett’s submissive is absolutely breathtaking.She’s seated with her back turned, revealing an intricately painted cello, the swell of her hips and curves of her body perfectly mirroring the curves of the instrument, with her rounded buttocks forming the bottom and her spine the strings.
“Your friend Emmett has some serious bodypainting skills.”I can’t help but be impressed.There’s no doubt who’ll be getting the extra points tonight.
“He’s a very talented tattoo artist,” Ava says proudly.
My mouth tightens at the unexpected stab of jealousy.
Logan calls each of us forward to present our submissives, and after photographs are taken and everyone has finished, we all stand on the stage together as Logan gives us the results of the first round of the games.
He announces the two Dom-and-sub teams that have been voted off, and then the remaining couples are ranked in order.Emmett and Rebecca are in first place, the well-endowed Desiree and her Dom Stefan are in second—no doubt thanks to her professional dance moves last night—and Ava and I are tied for third place with Tessa and Luke.Ava directs a surprised but pleased smile at me.
“You’ll have three days before the next group event, which will be Western Night.”
There’s a hum of nervous excitement and speculation at Logan’s announcement.Logan holds his hand up.“There are, however, a few rules for the days that lead up to the next group event.The main one is that submissives are not allowed to orgasm from this moment until the group event.”His eyes gleam fiendishly.“This rule doesnotapply to the Doms.”There are several guffaws of good-natured laughter.“Doms—trust me when I tell you that it will be in your best interest to keep your submissive as aroused as possible over the next few days without letting her come.That edge is going to come in handy on Friday.
“You will have the next two days to spend as you wish.On Friday, the submissives will enjoy another spa day to prepare for the games while the Doms get ready for Western Night.The games will start promptly at eight o’clock.”
Damn Logan and his rules.If I didn’t know better, I’d think he came up with this asinine rule just to torture me.Any plans I’d had to determine if Ava meant what she said last night about reconsidering her hard limit on sex are now shelved for the next three days.Ava’s soft voice interrupts my thoughts of ways to slowly torture Logan.
“This is really thick paint,” she mutters.“I hope I can get it all off.”
“Don’t worry,” I say wickedly.“I’ll be happy to help you with that.”
