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This literature is adult in nature. If you aren't an adult or mature enough to handle the contents please exit now. This is a work of fiction and themes discussed within are total fantasy and should be treated as such.
-A Long Walk-
The sun set over the horizon as the city streetlights slowly illuminated. His hand moved to her shoulder and brushed her dark hair to one side. Her heart pounded as his lips soon replaced the hair, dotting her soft shoulder and neck with slow kisses.
Her black pencil skirt pressed to the front of his suit pants as their bodies felt that sensual connection. She turned her head away and let him kiss up and down as his hands slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Each button coming undone was one step closer to revealing her fate for the night. What he had promised was unlike anything they had done before.
"Let's take a long walk..." His lips broke as his fingers slipped between her cleavage and then pulled harshly. She felt the harsh tug and the blouse fabric strain the buttons before they were ripped free.
She turned her head back to him and their lips met. She was lost, as she leaned up to savor the taste of him. Shuddering into his body as his hands continued on their course of stripping her. The clasp on her lace bra was next as she felt the weight of her ample bosom bounce free and her nipples hardened feeling the air of the room. Their tongues circled as his hands trailed down the soft skin of her belly until he found the zipper of her black skirt and slipped it slowly downward.
"My Treasured Slavegirl..." he spoke softly between their kisses as she felt the fabric pool at her heeled feet. She stepped out of them, her matching lace panties the only covering she wore but his relentless hands found the thin straps at the side, easing them downward over her hips.
She gasped "Your treasured slavegirl..." as she felt the soft fabric join the rest at her feet. She was bare before him, his hands seemed to smooth over her hips and thighs as he stepped back to admire her beauty.
She was petite and curvy, just the way he wanted her. Hips that begged to be bred, an ass that seemed to jiggle wanting to be spanked, and tits craving to feel his strong masculine hands gripping them. Even in her heels raising her inches higher she had to look up to him as he slowly turned her to face him.
"You are mine for now... let's see who will own you at the night's end...." His eyes glanced up and down her nude form, admiring how detailed her preparation for had been. Every inch of her skin was smooth and shaven, her makeup stunning and beautiful, her bare body a perfect vision of lust and sex.
His words only seemed to raise the sensations between her thighs. Her breath quickened as he picked up the metal bondage yoke. Three metal loops connected by a solid steel bar. He opened the collar first lifting it to her beautiful neck.
She leaned in offering her nude body to the collar and lifting her hands high to the sides. She felt the metal close, then a leash and padlock added to the center loop. Her wrists were next as she found them spread and then similarly restrained.
"Let's go for that long walk..." he said, a light tug of her leash a signal to follow.
Minutes later they exited the residence with only the darkness of night to conceal her nudity. City street lights only illuminated portions of their route down the sidewalk as he tugged her metal leash playfully. He seemed to enjoy letting it go slack enough it brushed her big tits that swayed with each step.
Her heart raced from the public humiliation, her heels clicking on the concrete sidewalk. Watching each corner to see who would be potential spectators. It wasn't long before she could see a couple walking on the opposite sidewalk. Her eyes shot downward knowing they would soon see and recognize a beautiful woman, bound and led by leash.
The woman's gasp didn't surprise her as she could hear her speak. "Slut..." was barely audible as they passed and continued on their journey.
They turned a corner into a brick paved pavilion that would be mostly vacant this time of night. A few businessmen hurriedly walking home from a late work day were the next to see her. She glanced up at one of them to see him pull out his phone and record her plight. It made her shudder as the leash went taught and she felt a firm jerk.
"Keep up... don't keep our auctioneer waiting..." he said as she felt a rush of adrenaline and endorphins hit her brain. The possibility to sell her at auction had always been within the limits of their play sessions. She didn't think he would really go through with it though, he had been so kind, so tender when she needed him.
Maybe he was playing with her, it wasn't out of character to tease her fantasies to enhance their pleasures. Would he really go through with selling her nude body to the highest bidder?
Another tug of her leash brought her mind back to the walk as he jerked her inside a small alley beside the large pavilion. "Down... squat slut..."
She complied squatting down and spreading her knees wide until her plump ass sat on her heels. She could see now that their walk had an equally arousing result on the man she called 'Master'.
The bulge in his pants pressed against her cheek before sliding to the left and finding her small open hand. She managed to stroke it as best she could over his pants, still squatting and in the metal yoke. Her fingers searched until they found the zipper and pulled down.
The belt and button came next before he moved it from her hand back to her lips. "Get it with your mouth slut... might be the last time you taste it..."
Again she gasped, the thought so intensely arousing as she pushed herself up just enough to carefully bite the elastic of his boxers and pulled them down revealing his thick cock.
She savored seeing it again as it sprang free into her face. Her lips opened and took it in her warm wet mouth. Without her hands to assist her she did the best she could to press her lips and suck him thoroughly, using every moment of oral training he had made her undergo.
Sloppily she sucked and pressed the head of his cock deep until she felt that familiar gag reflex and fought to keep it going deeper. Her dark eyes looked up in surrender to his pleasure and watched it displayed on his face.
She felt him push as she sucked until the brick wall behind her pressed against the back of her dark hair. She was pinned and soon he made it clear she would be his fucktoy in this dark alleyway.
She struggled with her wrists as she wanted them free, one to stroke him and worship his balls while the other fingered her throbbing clit. With her knees spread so lewdly she was aching, craving to feel something satisfy the lusty need between her thighs.
"Gaaaaccckkkkkk" she felt him press deep, cutting off her air supply and then retreating just enough to let her own drool drip down onto her big chest. With the wall behind her there was nowhere to go but be his toy, his sexual release.
The flash of a camera turned both of their heads to the entrance of the alleyway as two college coeds snapped a quick picture of their debauchery before scurrying along. "Fucking slut... get your ass up and bend over..." he said gripping her dark hair and pulling her up and spinning her around away from him.
She was disoriented as he positioned her where he wanted. The top of her head and both hands soon found bracing against the brick wall as he bent her forward. It was a difficult balancing act until she felt his thighs press to the rear of hers and that thick wet cock lay across her ass cheeks.
"Fuck me please Master... fuck me like it's the last time before you sell me..." she pleaded not know how real the possibility was. His hips lowered as she felt his member trail along both cheeks and then down between her thighs. His hand gripped the shaft and spanked her pussy and clit with the thick flesh rod before parting her lips with the head.
