My wife, part 4 She was gone in the house. I could hear the oceon. As i looked around, the sun was on the way down now. This had been a long day, and I wanted to scream to get out. Unfortunately, the ball gag kept the sounds to a mere whimper. With the collar in place, I had felt like it was over and that she was going to take me out of the sand now. My mistake was to ask her "Can I come out now, please?" Her response was to press down hard on my face with foot. "Not yet, *honey*, remember you have to beg me first for something. Besides, I am not done with you yet. It's time for my workout. See you." She took the ball gag out and squatted over me again. The sunlight was gone. All I saw were her muscular thighs and her pussy. Then her hand came down and forced my mouth open. All I could do was groan a "no, I won't ..." before it was muffled. The strap went around my head. She sat there for a few seconds. Then she pinched my nose! I struggled, HARD, to get my nose free. There was no way for me to breathe. I was gonna die! I could hear her chuckling while I tried to swing my head. It was a horrible feeling. She let go. I breathed again. She slid back a little. I looked at her. She looked at me as if I was nothing. "Don't run off, wimp". With that, she was gone. To her workout? I did not know. Time passed. I heard her return. She looked marvelous in her leotards and training bra. The black leotards showed shines of sweat. Her arms were heavy and flush after a good working out. She stood in front of me. I could smell the leather in her shoes. "You want to come out now" I nodded. "You know what to beg for? Do you remember?" I thought, and no, I did not remember. I nodded anyway. "Good, because I can keep you there till you do. You better do a good job. If you get my shoes dirty I will make you lick them clean." I nodded. Now I remembered. Oh no! She looked around. The beach was deserted. She pulled the leotards off and i could see her pussy was soaked with sweat. She squatted on my face again and pulled off the gag. "BEG" I did. I wanted out..... I did. "Please mistress, I want to drink it. Please let me have it. .... oh please ..." "MORE" "Please, I thirst for it.>>" "Good" With that, she started peeing in my mouth. It was acrid, horrible. I could not move. I had to drink it. She came in bursts so that I would not overflow. How can she control the bladder so? She does. Even to this day, when she has to go. I drank it all. I was disgusted. -------------------------- She dug me out after that and cut bonds. My limbs were stiff for days, and I lay on the sand for a hour before I got back into the house. I will never forget that day which changed my life