Rufus

CHAPTER 6.

All characters in this story are over 18 years old.

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The following day, after Rufus had finished his work in the college gardens, and Suzy had finished her last lecture, they met in the car park at the entrance of the public forest.

Rufus, his bare feet sinking into the soft earth, anxiously awaited Suzy's arrival. As she approached, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at her beauty. She exuded an aura of robust health, dressed in a fitted red blouse and sleek black jeans. Her slender legs moved gracefully beneath her as she walked, a pair of vibrant running shoes protecting her feet. And atop her short black hair sat a freshly purchased straw hat, its brim casting a shadow over her delicate features. Hanging from her shoulder was a sleek camera case and a pair of binoculars, ready to capture any moment that caught her eye. Rufus couldn't take his eyes off of her, mesmerized by her effortless charm and vitality.

With a playful twinkle in her eye, she greeted him with a gentle squeeze of his nipples and a soft caress along his bare abdomen. As they settled into conversation, she suddenly asked, "Don't you have any birdwatching equipment? You know, binoculars and a camera? That sort of stuff."

He chuckled and shook his head, "I'm a slave," he explained. "I don't have any possessions. Not even a pair of sandals or a comb. I am not allowed to handle money or own anything beyond what my owners provide me. This is my portfolio of wealth." He gestured towards himself with open arms, indicating his bare body as the sum of his possessions.

The entire walk along the forest path, they chatted about the birds they hoped to see, oblivious to the stares of their bizarre ensemble--a naked man and a top-heavy college student. As they reached the sanctuary, Suzy grabbed her binoculars and Rufus her camera.

Throughout the afternoon, they spotted countless winged wonders: Great Blue Herons, Snowy Egrets, and even a rare migrating Sandhill Crane. They oohed and aahed in shared wonder, each other's company more thrilling than any feathered creature. Their attraction grew with every passing moment--Suzy admiring Rufus's knowledge and enthusiasm; Rufus captivated by Suzy's passion and unabashed joy.

She had the occasional burst of enthusiasm which she expressed with a sound smack to Rufus's bare bottom. not for the pain, but the sharp report, which like her best friend never failed to amuse her.

He couldn't shake the feeling of being exposed and vulnerable in front of her, while she, fully dressed seemed completely in control. The power dynamic between them was evident, and he couldn't help but wonder if she subconsciously believed his inferiority. Even though she didn't seem to take advantage of their legal difference, he couldn't help but think about how she could easily order him around, and he would have absolutely no choice but to obey.

Though she had not abused this power, he couldn't help but wonder if it played on her mind. How could she not be aware of their imbalance? He shifted uncomfortably, acutely aware of his nudity under her unwavering gaze. How could she possibly see past it and treat him as a real person? He sighed to himself when he realized she could never do that, particularly in his state of perpetual nudity. On one level, this thought served to arouse him and even enjoy his immeasurably low status.

The sound of crickets and frogs filled the air, their melodies creating a soothing background noise. The occasional rustle of leaves and chirping birds added to the tranquil atmosphere.

As the sun descended towards the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, they found themselves perched on a fallen log overlooking a serene pond. One figure, naked and self-conscious, sat beside a young college girl dressed in preppy clothing, fashionable and confident. Despite their differences, they were united in their exhaustion and elation after a day spent exploring. As the last rays of sunlight danced across the surface of the water, they leaned in close to one another, sharing a moment of pure contentment.

The pond glistened under the setting sun, reflecting the vibrant colours of the sky. The trees surrounding it stood tall and proud, their leaves rustling softly in the wind. Suzy's binoculars and the camera lay beside them.

In the distance, a bird called out, adding to the natural ambience of the forest. The air was sweet with the scent of wildflowers and damp earth, reminding them of the rejuvenating rain that had fallen earlier in the day.

And as they leaned in closer to kiss, Rufus could feel the inevitable. an erection.

Suzy leaned back slightly and, grinning looked at his growing manhood.

"Ah. Ah. Sorry about that Suzy. I just can't help it."

She laughed, "I like it!"

She leaned forward to kiss him, but softly took hold of his erection, and slowly started to pump back and forth.

Much to his surprise, she started to talk about the birds and hoped that she had caught the best ones on film. She did not miss a beat with her hand on his cock while she was talking. She shifted her warm hand to his balls and gently kneaded them.

He knew at his low status that it would be improper to touch her in any shape or form until receiving permission. This rule had been made very plain on his first night.

She stopped talking and resumed kissing him, while she continued her caressing movements.

Not having received permission to touch her, his hands just remain limp by his sides. He could feel the fabric of her blouse and her black jeans as they rubbed against his naked skin again reminding him of their power difference.

Eventually, Suzy stopped her caressing and broke from the kiss saying, "Let's go it's getting dark."

This time she gently took his erect penis and lead him through the forest path this way.

She noticed at one time that it was difficult for her to keep a grip on his erection due to some pre-cum making it hard to maintain the pressure.

Rufus was mortified with humiliation, and said, "I'm sorry Suzy. I just can't help it."

She just laughed without turning around to face him and kept walking, replying "I like it! This is how a Naked Man should be. I don't mind having to use a stronger grip ".

She winked at him as she grinned and kept walking along the path.

Rufus followed her like a tamed animal, their 'hand to cock" connection the only barrier between him and the outside world as they emerged from the cover of the forest onto the affluent suburban street. As they neared the house, he couldn't help but hang his head in shame as he noted the stares of the locals. To his shame, every person they walked passed stopped what they were doing, and mouth agape, stared in shock.

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The week of Rufus being loaned to Marcia had come to an end and he was due to be returned to The Martin family.

While waiting for Betty to turn up Suzy sat in a wicker chair on the porch while Rufus stood obediently next to her.

She was gently massaging his balls as she read a magazine. After a few minutes of doing this, she moved her hand to encircle his rod and slowly started to masturbate him, while he stood obediently still.

When it became apparent that he was about to cum, she stood up and embraced him while kissing him passionately.

His body stiffened and nearly convulsed as he shot his load, built up over the week, onto the decking.

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Upon his arrival back at the Martin estate, he was greeted with enthusiastic embraces from Mary and Marina.

Eager to show off her new "possession," Mary took Rufus out to the main retail square to meet friends at a coffee shop and do some shopping. Rufus couldn't help but feel humiliated as he was paraded around totally naked, nothing restraining his swinging manhood. To make matters worse, he couldn't control his arousal, which was noticed by both men and women. Some of the men yelled at him, "Look at the pervert!"

Despite Rufus's discomfort, Mary seemed oblivious as she chatted casually with her friends. As they walked through the square, Rufus burned with shame, acutely aware of the eyes following him and the whispers and giggles that accompanied them. He kept his gaze lowered, unable to escape the constant state of humiliation fueling his arousal.

At the coffee shop, Mary had nonchalantly tied Rufus's leash to a chair and continued gossiping with her friends. Rufus stood rigidly, painfully erect, as people brushed against him coming and going from the shop. A group of young women had giggled and pointed brazenly at the erection waving to and fro. Rufus squeezed his eyes shut, willing his uncontrollable arousal away, but the shame and exposure only worsened his condition.

"Mr Thompson. Mr Thompson. Is that you? Oh my god! Oh my god!" Rufus looked up to see a young woman and his heart sank. It was an x pupil from his days as a high school teacher. "Oh. ah, Rebecca." He cast his eyes down in mortification. It had been four years since she graduated.

Rebecca flew her hands to cover her mouth, "I can't believe this. Oh my god! Oh my god!"

"Hi, Rebecca." was all he said.

She turned to Mary! "Can I touch him?"

"Just be respectful," Mary said and nodded.

Rebecca looked a little embarrassed, but still ran her hand over

his chest and abdomen, before cupping his balls and encasing his, now throbbing penis. She started to slide her tiny warm hand up and down the shaft.

Rufus said nothing but emitted the occasional gasp.

"Goodbye Mr Thompson," she said while giving his arse a loud slap. She laughed and ambled off.

After what had felt like an eternity, Mary had finished her coffee and led Rufus into a clothing boutique. She had casually picked out various scandalous lingerie items and held each garment against Rufus's reddened skin as her friends offered their opinions. The shop girls smirked and whispered to each other as Rufus's erection refused to subside. He had never felt so utterly helpless and degraded.

"We have to do something about this erection Rufus," said Mary with a sly grin while she gently cupped and massaged his balls. She had been observing him throughout the afternoon, noticing how he couldn't seem to control his arousal in public. "It's time to find you a 'relief mistress'."

Rufus's eyes widened in surprise. "Thank you, Miss Mary," he said with a tone of relief in his voice.

Mary chuckled and took Rufus by the leash, leading him back to the nearby coffee shop where they had seen a group of women earlier. "Ok," she said, pretending to be serious, "you nominate one of those women to be your relief mistress and I'll go have a chat with her."

Rufus nervously looked at the group, trying to choose which one would be the least intimidating. He pointed to a pretty, petite 19 or 20-year-old woman who was on her phone talking to a friend.

Mary raised an eyebrow but nodded approvingly. She walked over to the chosen woman while Rufus waited anxiously nearby. After a brief conversation, Mary returned with the woman following behind her.

"Rufus, meet your new relief mistress," she announced with a smirk.

The young woman blushed and shyly extended her hand for Rufus to shake. "Hi, I'm Lily," she said in a soft voice, her gaze immediately falling onto his exposed erection.

Rufus couldn't believe what was happening. He never imagined that he would be introduced to someone as property and then handed over for sexual purposes. It was humiliating and degrading but there was also a strange sense of relief that came with it.

"Hello Miss Lily," Rufus replied politely, shaking her hand awkwardly.

"I'll leave you two alone now," Mary said as she walked away with a mischievous smile on her face.

Rufus and Lily stood there awkwardly for a moment before Lily broke the silence. "So, what do you want me to do?" she asked, still blushing.

Mary, walking away stopped and turned around. She quickly explained the situation, making sure that Lily understood that Rufus was expected to be treated with respect but had to obey her. She told Rufus that he had permission to cum. Lily nodded seriously, her initial shyness replaced by lust and authority.

"Follow me," she commanded, taking hold of a clump of skin on Rufus's belly and leading him towards a secluded corner of the boutique.

Rufus followed obediently, feeling both relieved and embarrassed at being led around, naked by a 19-year-old girl. As they reached the corner, Lily turned to face him with a serious expression on her face.

"First things first," she said firmly, reaching down to cup his balls and encircle his throbbing erection. Rufus gasped as her warm hands hit his cool skin, but before he could react further, Lily had taken control.

She guided him to the ground and ordered him to kneel before her. Rufus complied, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through his body. He knew he was at her mercy now and he was eager to see what she had in store for him.

Lily stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, looking down at him with a dominant gaze. "I expect you to obey my every command."

Rufus's heart raced as he nodded in agreement. He felt a sense of submission wash over him as he knelt there before this young woman.

"Good," Lily said with a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "Now let's get started."

Lily, despite her youthful appearance, moved with a confidence that betrayed her lack of innocence. Her hands danced over his body, expertly stroking and massaging his member in ways that elicited moans of pleasure from him. She seemed to possess a primal knowledge of carnal pleasure that was beyond her years.

With each touch of Lily's expert fingers, Rufus felt himself reaching the height of pleasure. But just as he thought he couldn't take any more, she suddenly ceased her movements, leaving him dangling on the edge of satisfaction. His groans turned into frustrated sighs as his body continued to crave her touch, unsure if he wanted it to end or continue indefinitely.

But Lily was not finished yet. She began once again, repeating the same pattern as before - bringing Rufus to the edge of release only to deny him at the last moment. Each time, she pushed him closer and closer to the edge until he could take no more.

Finally, in the third round, Lily continued her movements to a spectacular climax. The other women in the cafe couldn't help but watch in awe and envy as the girl brought Rufus to his pinnacle. It was clear that Lily had mastered the art of seduction at an astonishingly young age.

Rufus's moans filled the air, and the customers in the cafe couldn't help but stare as he shuddered and convulsed under Lily's ministrations. Bright lights flashed behind his eyes as he fell into the vortex, and for a brief moment, it felt like time itself had slowed down. The room around them seemed to blur and dim, reducing to nothing but the two of them locked in an intimate embrace.

As his climax subsided, he collapsed back onto the chair, gasping for breath. Lily, on the other hand, sat up with a triumphant glint in her eye and a smirk playing on her lips. She had just done something no one expected from her, and she loved every second of it. The surprised gasps around them only fueled her satisfaction.

Some of the remaining patrons in the cafe were visibly uncomfortable, their cheeks flushed red as they tried not to stare at the scene playing out before them. Some quickly gathered their belongings and made a discreet exit, while others stared with open mouths, unable to tear their eyes away from the pair. The barista himself was frozen behind the counter, his sponge mid-way through wiping up spilled coffee.

In the meantime, Mary, the seemingly innocent bystander from moments ago, sat at a corner table sipping at a latte and smirking to herself. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of satisfaction at the scene she had just orchestrated.

Mary had trained Rufus to be obedient and submissive to her every command, and today's display at the cafe was just a small test of his obedience in public. Now it was time to take things to the next level.