A Walk In The Park (Part One)

The evening had gone well. Master and fuckdoll's first poker night with his workmates. Eight people in total and with only play money going around, the atmosphere was jovial. Fuckdoll ensured she teased her Master, as she knew he enjoyed, by flirting with his friends. He loved it when she wore skirts just that bit too short for normal use and showed of a tad too much thigh.

He enjoyed it so much that, when he closed the front door after his friends left for the night, he turned to her with his usual expression of filth. He was going to dominate her tonight.

"I have a task for you, my little Slut" he said as a smile grew across his face.

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The sound of fuckdoll's heels clicked on the pavement, the sound carrying far due to the warmth of the night air. The occasional car passed her, and she shielded her face from the headlights each time – protecting her eyes from the brightness. She had to keep her vision tuned to the darkness for the part of her walk that was coming up.

She stood at the entrance to the inner-city park and peered into the distance. It was so dark, it was like ink had been poured into the area. She reached into the pocket of her 3/4 length coat – the only actual clothing she was wearing – and pulled out the small torch. Her Master has already fitted it with a red filter. Not to reduce the level of light it gave out, although that was a good side effect to stop passers-by seeing the light bouncing around as she walked, but mainly so that he could see her approach.

Taking a deep breath, she switched on the torch and pointed it at the path infront of her, and started her walk into the park. The metallic clinks and clunks of her metal collar seemed louder than they were in reality, and she would normally have stopped the O-ring from clanking around with her free hand, but her Master had instructed her not to.

She then felt and heard the familiar buzz-buzz of her mobile receiving a text message. Her footsteps stopped. Should she check it? What if her Master saw her wavering from the task she had been allowed to take part in? What if it was her Master sending the message? She stood in the darkness for a minute or so, embroiled in her internal dilemma and was only broken out of her turmoil when her mobile vibrated again. She made the choice – read the messages.

Opening up her phone she saw two messages, both from her Master. She read the first one: "Open your coat and let your body show as you walk". Instantly, and without a heartbeat of hesitation, she obeyed. Then she read the second message: "you hesitated. You now need to removed your coat, fold it over your left forearm and continue your walk."

Fuck. She knew he was watching now. He had to be close. She looked around her, squinting a little, wondering where he was amongst the trees and then realised that if she hesitated longer she might have a further task. Quickly, she removed her coat and felt the warm slow breeze of the summer night brushing past her naked body. Folding the coat over her left forearm, she walked on.

No more than 30 or so metres later, her phone in her hand vibrated again. She didn't pause this time and read the message right away: "put your coat on the ground. And kneel down on it." She did exactly that. After about 30 seconds, she heard movement. But not from one place. She heard movement from all around her. In the low-level light, she could just make out 4, perhaps 5 men. As they got closer, she realised that they were the same men she had been laughing and flirting with earlier in the evening, the friends of her Master.

One unzipped his jeans as he walked towards her….

"Open your mouth you fucking whore… I'm gonna enjoy this.."

(to be continued)




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