Empty Beach

Hi everyone, this is just a short story for now, maybe it will turn into something more in the future. It's a different kind of story, so looking forward to your feedback. Thanks for reading 




I woke up feeling relaxed and refreshed after sleeping in for the first time in a over month. It was finally my vacation from work and I had nothing better to do than sleep and go to the beach to work on my tan. At the age of 25 I was still single even though every guy at the office had asked me out, including the married ones. I am 5'6" with long dark brown-red hair and a pale complexion. My green eyes are the center of attention, after my natural DD bra size. I have a narrow waist, which amplified my breasts even more, and leaves me having to explain to everyone that they are real and not fake. I have a blue butterfly tattoo on the small of my back, surrounded by barbed wire, and an infinity time's infinity tattoo on my right wrist. I am planning on getting another tattoo but I don't know what I want right now.

My vacation was the perfect time to add a nice tan to my skin, and with no tan lines. January was the closest to an 'off-season' I was going to get living in Florida, my house being right on the beach. I grabbed my tiny bikini and my beach bag and headed out the back door. In less than two minutes I had my blanket spread on the sand and headphones in my ears.

I had a secluded part of the beach in my backyard. The only people who knew about this place were me and a few of my close friends who had come over to visit, so I didn't have to worry about being interrupted. It was only secluded during off times for Florida, otherwise forget about it. I sat down on my beach blanket and just stared at the sea, listening to music and thinking about what my future would hold. I stripped out of my bikini, lay down on my stomach facing the sea and pulled out my journal.

After about 30 minutes, I finished writing in my journal and turned over so I could tan my front and back evenly. Resting my head on my bag and closing my eyes for the remainder of the time period.

I must have been asleep longer than I expected because when I open my eyes it was dark, really dark. I try to move my hands to rub the sleep from my eyes, but I can't move my arms. I try to move my legs, but they won't move either. Right then is when I hear something, or someone, move around me.

"So you are finally awake Paige, I thought you would never wake up. You were lucky I found you when I did; otherwise you would have had a terrible burn on your body. Sorry about you being tied up and blindfolded, I don't want you to know who I am just yet." The stranger says while I tug on my restraints.

"What do you want? If its money you're after, I can give it to you, just let me go so I can call my banker and get it all ready." I say, fear filling my body, hoping he won't do anything to hurt me.

"I don't want money, I want you, Paige. I have been reading through your journal and I was a bit surprised to learn that you have such a talent for writing out your fantasies. Maybe we should play a few of them out, since we're here. I must say, it shocked me to learn that you are the submissive one in the relationship, looking at how you are at the office; all controlling and demanding. It sure is nice to know you like being controlled behind closed doors. My job just became a hundred times easier." He says with a laugh at the end, that sends chills up my spine in a not so bad way.

"How do you know how I act at work?! Hell, how do you know who I am at all?" I ask, even more worried now than a couple seconds ago. He knows me, he kidnapped me from my spot on the beach, he has me tied up and blindfolded. I have no idea where I am and I don't know who he is or what his intentions are. I have to get out, I have to call 911 and get help.

"Your boss, she hired me for my skills. My job is to help you relax so that you are less demanding and controlling at work. I am here to help you, not hurt you and we're both going to stay right here until we get to the root of your problems, make you less bossy and controlling, and let you find your real self." He explains with an even tone like he does this every day. Who is this creep? Why hasn't anyone caught him yet?

"Why the hell would she want to do that? I am perfectly fine the way I am and I love my job, so let me go!" I say in a half whisper, half shout. As we talk, I test my bindings. My arms are barely touching and if I stretch enough I could probably reach my other hand and free myself, I just need to be alone for a few minutes. Suddenly, he speaks again and my body is filled with hope and relief.

"I'm going to go to the bar and get us each a burger and fries. What do you want to drink with that?" He asks while he picks up his jacket and wallet.

"Just water, and please do take your time, while you're gone." I say with an even tone wishing he would just leave already.

"I guess I will take my time, maybe go for a swim too, while you lay here and starve. That sounds like a good idea to me. I will see you in thirty minutes." He says closing the door behind him. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding after I hear the lock click. This means that he's gone, but I'm locked in. I just hope there is a window in this room that I can climb out of.

I stretch my arm as far as it will go, but I can't reach my other hand, no matter how much I stretch and try to reach with my fingers. I feel like I am in hell, I had hope until now. I guess I just have to stay here until he gets back and does whatever he does to 'help' people. I start to yell for help, hoping someone will come by and hear me. I have no clue where I am on the beach, if I'm even on the beach anymore, and at this rate I know I am screwed unless somehow I can scream loud enough.

All of a sudden I hear glass shattering and hands are on me. They are untying the ropes! As soon as my hands are free I rip the blindfold off and, while my eyes adjust, I see a figure jumping out of the window and running away. I try to wrap my mind around everything that has just happened to me, today started out pretty good. I went tanning and then I got kidnapped, tied up and threatened. And my boss, why would she hire someone to do this to me? Just then I see my bag and journal. Grabbing both things I maneuver around the glass and jump out of the window. I start running towards my house, making sure to take a different route than normal to avoid him coming to find me.

Since I run every morning, running the entire distance back to my house wasn't an extremely difficult feat. When I get home I fumble through my bag to find my keys. I unlock the door and run inside slamming the door shut behind me. As soon as I am inside I rush around my house locking every door and window.

Making myself a drink, I grab my phone and my planner, and make my way to the balcony connected to my bedroom. Flipping through the pages I find my lawyers number, who just happens to be my best friend and boss. Come to think of it, the man that kidnapped me mentioned her hiring him...she was always trying to set me up. It wouldn't surprise me is she was trying to set me up again, but too a different route.

"Hey Ren I need to talk to you about something, can you come over right now?" I said hoping her fiancé was out and she wasn't too busy.

"Um sure, but according to my schedule you should still be busy with someone, what happened?" She said.

"What the hell do you mean with someone? Don't tell me you got me kidnapped?!" I say, my anger just beginning to build too high to control.

"Oh, yeah I will be right over." She says before she hangs up the phone.

What the hell was she thinking? I sit on my balcony, sipping my drink and pull out my laptop to check FaceBook in an attempt to regain control of my anger before she gets here.

I hear the doorbell ring and I slowly get up and walk to the door. Taking my sweat time and knowing the longer I take the more I will piss her off. I let her in and we both walk quietly into my living room and sit on the couch before either of us speaks.

Since I don't make a habit of getting kidnapped by people hired by my friends, I have no idea how to breech this subject, well; I guess I'll go for the direct approach. "What have you been up to Ren? What the hell were you thinking? Having some guy kidnap me? You should know better, you are so lucky I got out because I am this close to suing you."

"So that's how he did it, hmm lets see you fell asleep on the beach and woke up somewhere blindfolded?" She says laughing slightly.

"You aren't going to tell me easily are you? Do you just want to leave then, because if you don't explain yourself then you aren't welcome in my home." I say annoyed and needing answers.

"Ok look, he is the person who introduced me to Kyle, and I thought he could release some of your stress, since your last break up you haven't even gone out once." She says, trying to defend her actions.

"I know you Ren and you aren't the kind to do something on an impulse, if you wanted me to go on a date, why didn't you just introduce us?" I ask her. She is a goddamned lawyer after all, and a good one at that. She lies for a living!

"Fine, I will set up a date, but you have to promise to be nice and not be a bitch to this guy. Go to the club up the street from my house and wear the dress you wore to my bachelorette party. Be there tomorrow at ten pm. Bye-bye now, I am going to leave before you bite my head off." She says as she stands to leave and she's gone before I can even respond.

I sit there confused at what just happened, I had non-consensually agreed to a blind date with the guy who just kidnapped me not even twenty-four hours ago. Deciding that today has just been too much already, I head to my room and attempt to fall asleep with no other thought in my mind than murdering my 'best friend'.

I wake up the next morning and decide to go for a run, just in case I needed to run again tonight. I get dressed in a purple tank top with black shorts with my favorite running sneakers, locking the door and I'm on my way. I run for a few hours and finally making it home by seven that night, just enough time to get ready for this date. I walk into my bathroom and fill the tub with warm water and submerge my entire body under it. While I soak I think of what the night will hold. The man kidnapped me and now I have to go out with him, I wish I could disappear but I didn't want to lose my job.

I get out of the bath when the water begins to get cold, dry my hair and body and rub lotion all over before putting on my black lace bra and thong set and slipping into my red dress. The dress is sleeveless with a deep V-neck and it ends just a few inches below my hips. I paint my lips bright red and my eyes a dark mysterious style then I clip my hair into a messy bun with a red and black clip. I sit on the edge of my bed and slide on a pair of five inch black heels and I add a pair of earrings to finish off the look.

I stand up and look at myself in the full-length mirror that is in my room. I looked stunning, and I would be filled with joy only if I was going out with someone who deserved this. I didn't know why I agreed, but I didn't want to lose my job. When I said job I meant my firm me and Ren are both partners, and she could easily make it so she owns the whole firm, leaving me penniless. She was my best friend but a pain in the ass when she wanted to prove her point.

I grab my coat and purse and lock the door on the way out. I jump into my car and slowly make my way to the interstate on my way to the club that she told me to go to. I walk in and I'm ten minutes early, so I sit down at the bar and order a martini while I take off my coat and place it on the back of my chair.

I pull out my phone and begin to check my emails, after a while, I feel someone tap me on the shoulder. I slowly turn to look up into a pair of piercing blue eyes and I feel like I could drown in them. His dirty blonde hair frames his face perfectly; his chest is muscular but not overly buff and he is tall, over six feet definitely. He is wearing a sleek suit, and has a blue tie to match his eyes. His lips look perfect and so kissable that I lick my lips in anticipation.

"What is a pretty lady like you doing sitting alone at the bar?" He says, and I just melt into his voice.

After a short pause I reply, "Oh I am supposed to be meeting someone here on a blind date that I was forced to go to by a friend." I say with spite while trying hard not to sound rude towards this handsome stranger.

"Haha! That doesn't sound like very much fun. Mind if I join you for a drink? I'm Lucas by the way." He says standing there with the most perfect smile I have ever seen.

"Um yeah sure, he should have been here fifteen minutes ago, I guess he isn't going to show. I'm Paige." I say moving my bag from the seat next to me and giving him a place to sit.

We spent the night just talking about random stuff, but after a few hours, and a couple drinks, we start to talk about sex.

"So what are you into, sexually?" Lucas asks with a look in his eyes that melts my core.

"Um what do you mean? I like normal sex, I didn't know there were different types of sex out there." I say trying not to sound too nervous. I am a submissive, but my last relationship ended in the worst way, my boyfriend and Dom cheated on me. Since then, I have avoided relationships, sex and especially D/s relationships.

"You have so been missing out, come with me we will go to another bar. Its a few buildings down the street and I will show you what I mean by different kind of sex." He says grabbing my coat and purse and half dragging me out of the bar.

We walk a few building over and arrive at a normal looking bar, but when we get to the door. He grabs my shoulder and turns me so that I am looking at him as he pulls something out of his pocket; I immediately recognize it, but wait for him to explain.

"Paige, this is a collar, specifically my collar, and I want you to wear it until you want me to take it off. When you are wearing this, you are mine. When you want me to take this off of you, just say 'apples' that is your safe word, as soon as you say it, no matter what we are doing, we'll stop immediately. Normally, I wouldn't ask you to wear this without first talking to you and explaining it more, but I don't want you getting unwanted attention from the people in this club, this will show them that you are spoken for and keep them away from you. I won't make you do anything you don't want to do, but it would be a great honor if you would wear my collar."

I stare at him, I know what a collar is, and I know that what he is saying is true, I trust him to take care of me and not force me into anything. I don't know why, I only met him a few hours ago, but I trust him. I haven't been into a BDSM club in years, but I still connected to the kink community.

I accept his collar and we walk into the bar. As soon as we walk through the second door, I feel someone sneak up behind me, so I turn around and am instantly pulled into a strong bear hug.

"It's so fucking good to see you again, where have you been hiding? I get you didn't want to do this anymore, but hell, keep in touch with your friends dumbass." Jace says, finally letting me go.

Jace is the owner of a BDSM bar, we have been friends for ever and he is like my older brother. Last time I checked, his bar was on the other side of the city, I don't know why he's here...

"Will you ever understand personal space? Ever since we were younger you have been invading my space. Jeez, what do I have to do to make you understand that we aren't kids anymore." I say shaking my head and trying not to laugh.

"You don't have to tell me we aren't kids, just look at you, you look stunning. But what are you doing here? Last time I saw you, you were never going to come back after what that asshole did to you. I'm glad you're here but, you're in a collar, and you would have asked me for advice before you took on another one." He replies with a grin on his face, and staring straight at me.

"Jace, if you remember, have I ever asked you for advice? And the collar is a whole different story, but you tell me when did you move locations? Last I checked you were on the other end of the city." I ask looking around for Lucas. I finally spot him and he looks confused.

"Ok, I guess that's true. I am probably keeping you from your date, so you go have fun, but tomorrow we are going to get together and you can't say no. Tomorrow morning, Rainforest Café, ten am. Meet me there. You're probably going to want to leave now. I'm sorry if I ruined your plans." He says while he flashed me his perfect smile.

"You know me too well, and no, you didn't ruin my plans, I will see you tomorrow morning. Now you need to get back to work." I reply before turning to walk toward Lucas.

I grab his arm and pull him out of the bar, because I'm sure he has questions and I don't want to answer them in here.

As soon as we get outside I look at him and begin to explain everything. "I was a sub before, but he cheated so I have been avoiding that whole side of me. About the guy in there, yes, we were a couple. But it was back in high school. Now he is like my older brother, we tried but failed miserably. When you pulled me to the bar I didn't know it was his. I was going to tell you about all of this, but I wanted to see what you knew first. You are one of the best guys I have met in a long time, and I didn't want to scare you away." I say taking a deep breath after forcing all of that in one breath.

"Ok, well I should say sorry. I should have told you this when we first meet. Yesterday someone was holding you in a shed, and I sort of smashed the window, and untied you. The bastard that was supposed to show up, well I might have beat him up earlier today, and if you don't believe me you can ask Ren because he is at her house right now. I was going to your place yesterday, when I heard screams and I had to help out, I didn't know it was you till I saw you. I know you from five years ago, I saw you and I fell for you but you were with your ex, then I got positioned out of country. I didn't know you were single until I got back and talked to Michael, I'm sorry for not telling you all this earlier, but I didn't want you to feel like you owed me anything." He replies, ending with a sigh and a deep breath.

I don't know what to say, I look up and caught his eyes and, for some reason, I trusted him. It may be blind trust but I do, for some reason; I just don't get any uncomfortable or creepy feelings from him.

"I believe you. I don't know why, but I do. I guess it might be stupid on my side to let someone in that I just met today. Since the breakup, I have acquired an ability to read people pretty accurately, and I don't see you as a threat or anything. So let's go back to my place, I can make us a drink and then we can pass through my back yard to the beach." I say moving closer and grabbing his hand to lead him toward my car.

We walked the rest of back to my car holding hands, it took about twenty minutes to get home, and most of the way we asked each other questions about our lives, and what we were doing now.

Finally pulling up into my driveway, we slowly walk up to the door. As I put the keys into the lock, I feel hands on my waist, and feel them spin me around. When lips crush against mine, I moan into his mouth and he pushes me against the door. Suddenly he grabs my hands and holds them above my head with one hand while he places the other hand on the small of my back to pull me against his hard body. I arch into his kiss and felt his cock growing harder against my stomach. After a few minutes of kissing we stop to catch our breath and regain our composure.