Florida is a fun and sunny place. I enjoy all it has to offer me. Weekends where I live are usually spent on the water, every weekend. My boat isn't anything to write home about but it does get me out there to the play spot in my area a couple miles in the gulf. This particular weekend was no exception.

My girl and I started preparing early for a full day out in the sun and water. We made sandwiches and munchies, packed up the coolers with beer, water, juice, the usual fare. As is my way I had made bags of cookies to bring and hand out to everyone who came up to the boat. This batch was a chocolate, peanut butter combo designed to be warm and chewy in the heat of the day.We throw everything on board and filled up the gas. Half an hour of double checking, her primping just one more time, we headed out to join the pile of people we knew would be there.

We puttered slowly out and down the canal. In my town each house has a road on one side and a canal to the Gulf of Mexico on the other. As we were going I watched her play with her hair. Facing into the wind she brushed it just the way she wanted it. She finally fixed a large sun hat over the top and pinned it in. She would occasionally turn to me and smile as we enjoyed the warmth and view of well kept houses and gardens. I know most of the people in my small town so waving to friends or shouting a greeting across the canal happens a lot. We reached the speed section and I opened up the engine and our day began in earnest.

The main channel is a twisty waterway. When navigating it one must pay close attention. This morning there were dolphin and manatee all around so I watched for humps in the water. My girl would point out any anomaly she saw or just smile as the dolphin jumped and followed beside us. A long chain of thin islands form one side of the main channel. These were built out of the dredging from the channel back in the 60's and wildlife abounds on the thin spits of land.

Yes I do live in paradise. As we proceeded to our destination I noted the boat traffic on this early morning. Things were kind of light and not many had made their way out yet to the warm water. At a specific spot I slowed down and turned off the main channel to the right. I moved between two islands in a deep cut that existed for many years. As I puttered in the sandy bottom quickly crept up. The "Flats" as they are known here are not very deep. Waist deep in fact which is why it is the favored party spot. I saw that most of the people I hang around with had not arrived yet so I motored over to a quiet spot in front of and behind a small tree covered island and cut the engine. In this location the main channel was blocked by the land and the trees cut the wind. The water was like glass as I throw out the anchor and fetch it up in the sand.
It does not take long to situate ourselves to our new surroundings. We pull out the towels and cooler. My girl reaches for the sun tan lotion as I pull off my shirt and sit down. With out a word she covers my back and shoulders in the cool cream. She rubs it in whispering dirty little pleasures as she does. Times like this are always precious. I then move to offer the same service to her and rub the lotion in deeply. She moans at the manipulation, twisting and cracking her shoulders and back as I apply. Done we both now smell of coconut and aloe. I grab a drink from the cooler and jump into the water. A second later I'm helping her down to join me. It is quiet and peaceful in our little place, this won't last very long for we know that hundreds of boats will be out within the next few hours............................Time to explore.

When your an inventive man you see things different than most people. I am the type who has a strong penance towards mechanics and building. As the two of us move toward the shore I see lot's of stuff washed up from passing storms and look to see if anything is of value in my carpentry projects. She on the other hand searches for shells and flowers. Splashing out of the water we walk the rocky, tiny beach. In this spot it is no more than 50 feet in size and covered in crushed or broken oyster shells. Wave action pushes this covering up and natural formations of growing oysters abound.
We move across the small island. It is not wide. A path exists through the thick brush that grows everywhere in the area. It is possible with effort to look through it but mostly it is just scrub and you can easily hear the roar of fast boats in the main channel on the other side. We step out to face the open water. On this side we face due south. All the boating traffic passes by as we scourer the rocks for treasure.

Lot's on things wash ashore is the Gulf of Mexico. Today I spotted the usual junk but something caught my eye. Just a foot or so into the water was a beat up old crab trap. It was not so much the trap that made me smile but the nylon rope tied to it. Immediately a smile came across my face and I glanced over at my girl walking off to get a shell. When she bent over to dig something up I made my move and grabbed the trap. It did not take me long to free the rope. I washed it quickly in the salt water, folded it up and tucked it in my waist band behind my back.
I joined her to continue our foraging for prizes. She showed me some very pretty shells she had found in our short journey. From the end of the island we were on I selected another path to return. This path through the brush headed directly down the center of the land. Half way back I spotted a standing tree about 20 feet tall, a low branch was just what I needed. That evil sadistic man that lives inside of me took over, it wasn't my fault......
Don't think for a second that brute force is always needed in D/s. Sometimes your best moves as a Dom are done softly at first.

As we approached my target tree I placed my arm around her waist. She leaned in to hug me from the side. When she did I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Her reaction was to stop and place her shells on the ground, them throw her arms over my neck and kiss me harder. I returned the kiss. As her arms slide down to my chest I grabbed her wrist gently. She smiled at me and I reached behind with my other hand and produced the rope. She giggled a "Whatcha gonna do with that?" as I lassoed her wrist. I placed her other wrist into the binds and snugged it all tightly. She was smiling and laughing as I did this. Once I had her tied I smiled back at her. Her face should a certain apprehension as my eyes looked to the tree. "Oh no you don't" came from her mouth as I stepped to the branch and chucked the other end of the rope over it. I pulled the loose end and she followed, with reluctance to the tree. I hoisted her arms up into the air well over her head and left her flat footed but immobile. I wrapped the rope around the branch and secured it just out of her reach.

She spun a bit on the rope then placed her back against the tree and in a smart ass voice said "So what can you do now." I chuckled. I looked deep into her eyes and pulled the string to her top. Her eyes popped open. "Someone will see," she said. "I don't care" was my response. I removed her top with the next string and tucked the top into my waist band. She stuck her tongue out at me. I tweaked a nipple and she moaned excitedly.

I looked at her again and she then got what I was thinking. I started to turn away. "Sir don't leave me like this!" I smiled and continued to step back. "Sir, I'm someones mother I can't be caught like this" she shouted in a whisper. I stepped back to her. I rubbed her back and pulled the string on the bottoms. "OH SHYT." she exclaimed as I turned my back. "Sir, Sir, SIR!!" was the sound I heard as I walked back to the boat.

Though not exactly a 'Hallmark' moment I was very pleased with the scene as it was developing. I splashed out to the boat and jumped aboard. I reached into the cooler and grabbed a fresh drink. Sitting down on the bench I looked back at the island. I found the tree. It was easy to see it, was wiggling and shaking hehe. When I looked real close I could see her hat. That made things even better for me. There is no way for a boat to come to the island from the channel side because of rocks. With this in mind I knew everything had to come passed me. I slowly sipped my drink for the next 15 minutes.

A small boat turned my way and headed down to tie along side. It was a close friend and I put out the bumpers so we could talk and party. We took our time getting the boats snugged up. The entire time I would glance back at the tree now motionless. I knew she heard the motor and probably the voices of our greeting. I have an evil smile with the knowledge of how she is thinking and feeling at this moment.

All tied up my buddy asks me were my girl is. I inform him that she is on the island looking for shells. He nods and gets a drink out of his cooler. I watch him get his boat ready for the day and occasionally look to the tree. Her hat bobs around and the tree wiggles with each struggle.

Another boat pulls up to tie on. I put the bumpers on the other side for the new couple who have joined our forming party. We talked about the weather and the semi schedule of events we could do today. When they put down the ladder on their boat the dog aboard jumped into the water and headed to the island.

No one really took note of the dog as it shook arriving on the bank. I on the other hand took particular delight. I watched the animal moving around, sniffing and searching as dogs do. After a couple minutes the dog perked his head and ears. My smile must have been something to see and the woman in the boat beside me said "Looks like Sam has seen something" My reply was "Yeah, looks like it." The dog bounded off into the brush. I listened and watched the tree as everyone else prepared for their first splash into the gulf.

Her hat was now moving quite a bit in my restricted view. The tree bounced as if being shaken for apples to drop. I slipped into the water and announced I was going to look for my missing girlfriend. My buddy chuckled and said "Do you need any help?" I said "Naw, but I might be a while though." He laughed and quipped "We got your back." as I pushed my way through the water.

I took effort to be loud as I splashed my way to the bank. I stepped up the the first bush and broke off a branch. It cracked loudly as I did it. I then moved a couple feet toward the path and whistled for the dog. I stepped forward a little more till I could see the tree and the hat in the bush. I whistled again. I can tell you it was all I could do not to laugh. The tree I was watching was motionless. The hat was frozen in place, pointed in my direction. I whistled for the last time.

In a high pitched, disguised voice I called out "Here Sammy!" The dog came running. I saw the tree wiggle some. I petted the dog and walked it over to the waters edge. I leaned down and told the dog to go to mom. It jumped off into the water and towards the boat. I turned and went back to the path. The stick in my hand now had purpose. I started to hit and shake the bushes with it. I continued to walk to the tree as I did this. I saw my girl looking through the bushes with wide eyes to see who was coming now. As I got closer those eyes narrowed quickly. "Oh you SOB how could you do this to me?" is what I got in a whispered voice as I approached.

I pointed the stick at her and shook it. She dropped her eyes and I smiled. I threw the stick away and reached down to pick up her bikini bottom now laying in the grass. "Bet you would like this back too, wouldn't you?" I questioned. "Yes Sir. Please can I get dressed?" The look in her eyes was so puppy dog. I leaned in and kissed her. Slowly as I did I fondled her breasts. I ran my hand down to her pussy and rubbed it. It was moist. She groaned with pleasure to my touch. I took this opportunity so pleasantly provided, to pin her to the tree with my body. I pulled down my suit. I was getting hard fast. I spun her around to face the tree and in very short seconds I entered her. She pulled on the rope as she leaned into my thrusts. Our desires were quenched quickly. I pulled out and untied her wrists. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a long passionate kiss. "Thank you Sir." The words are still with me today to the tone and grace for how she spoke them.