The lake is still, a mirror reflecting the soft hues of the morning sky. Mist clings to the surface, a thin veil of secrecy - as if that will protect them from being seen.

Eve wakes Katie with her hands, sliding over her warm, bare skin, finding her already soft and pliant beneath the covers. Katie stirs with a small moan, pressing into Eve’s touch, her body still sensitive from the night before.

“Come, my slut,” Eve murmurs. “One last memory before we leave.”

Katie follows without question, naked but for her collar, her body humming with anticipation. Eve is fully clothed, as always, an unshakable contrast - one meant to remind Katie exactly who she belongs to.

Down at the dock, the wooden planks are cool beneath Katie’s bare feet. The world is just waking, the only sounds the distant call of loons and the soft lapping of water against the shore. Across the lake, their only neighbours stir - smoke drifting lazily from the chimney, the faint outline of a figure moving inside.

Eve settles into a chair at the dock’s edge and pulls Katie onto her lap, guiding her to sit back against her chest, her legs splayed wide over Eve’s thighs.

She is completely exposed.

Katie shivers - not from the morning chill, but from the thrill of knowing she is on display.

Eve hums, running slow, teasing fingers over Katie’s inner thighs. “Such a beautiful morning, pet.”

A small, discreet vibrator appears in Eve’s hand, pulled from the pocket of her hoodie. She presses it against Katie’s clit before sliding it deep inside, nestled perfectly against her G-spot.

Katie gasps, her body jolting at the sudden invasion.

Eve clicks the remote.

Vibrations pulse inside her, relentless and deep. The sound is nearly silent, but the reaction Katie gives - the whimper that escapes her lips - is impossible to miss.

Eve’s voice is smug, teasing, low against Katie’s ear. “I wonder if our friends will wake up to this.”

The vibrations intensify.

Katie writhes, her head falling back onto Eve’s shoulder, legs trembling as pleasure builds fast. She clutches at Eve’s arms, her moans swallowed by the morning stillness - stillness that carries sound across the open water.

A screen door creaks.

A figure steps onto the dock across the lake.

Katie’s breath catches.

She knows they see.

Eve cranks the vibrator to its highest setting.

Katie screams. Her orgasm rips through her, her body convulsing in Eve’s lap, her legs shaking as she squirts. The clear spray arcs high before splashing onto the lake’s glassy surface, sending ripples across the water - the first waves of the day.

Eve doesn’t stop.

The vibrations continue.

The pleasure is too much. Katie’s body tightens, overwhelmed by sensation, her mind slipping into a haze of pure submission. She sobs into Eve’s shoulder, helpless against the second orgasm as it builds fast, higher, stronger.

And then - she breaks.

Her second climax crashes through her, even louder than the first. She shrieks, her back arching, her entire body convulsing as another spray of liquid erupts from her, this time landing in Eve’s lap before dribbling down between the wooden planks of the dock.

Across the lake, the figure hasn’t moved.

They’re watching.

Katie is on fire.

Eve presses a kiss to her temple, stroking her hair, soothing her trembling body. “That’s my good girl.”

Katie melts into her Domme’s arms, panting, spent, her body still twitching from aftershocks. Across the water, the figure finally steps back inside.

Eve smirks. “Well, pet, I think we’ve left them with something to remember.”