Dominatrix

“Olivia”
Olivia turned and glanced down at me. I saw her cheeks flame red and I realized a second too late that I was nude. It was just my luck! It seems that I am always nude or doing something wrong in her eyes. I could see her judging me yet again. I took a deep breath and covered myself with my hands. I smiled tentatively and said
“Don’t leave. I was just swimming. I’m sorry. I would dress, but I came here in my Manticore form.”
I struggled and sputtered trying to find words. I could tell she was ready to take off. My spirit was vibrating with need and my Manticore was trying to scratch itself out of me. I had seconds to convince her to stay or I just knew I would lose her forever.
“I need you Olivia. We need to find a way to make us better. Please don’t leave. Give me a chance.”
I looked up at her trying to beg her with my eyes as much as my words. I felt my spirit flutter as I watched her step closer to the ledge. She smiled down at me and pulled her top off and tossed it over the side to me. Then she smiled again at me before she removed her shoes and shorts. I shook my head trying to figure out if I was imagining all of this. I wondered if I had slammed my head against a rock and was really drowning at the bottom of the river. Then I got scared and actually checked my mental wall. Nope, all was good not dreaming and not being manipulated.
I looked back up and took in the sight of my beautiful Olivia standing in nothing but a pale pink bra and panties combo. I could see the outline of her dark nipples through the bra and could also tell by the very small stitch of fabric that Olivia shaved her p***y clean of hair. I felt my dick twitch and couldn't help but think how absolutely amazing Olivia looked. I felt my mouth go dry and my heart kick into overdrive when Olivia shouted down to me
“Is it safe to dive from here?”