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Evening Walk free porn video
“Are you ready for our walk?”
I couldn’t pull my hand out from my knickers quick enough before he opened the door to our bedroom.
“Are you touching yourself?”
I didn’t say anything.
“I said, 'are you touching yourself?'”
I looked down, admitting defeat.
“Get up.”
I slid off the bed and stood up.
“Come here.”
I skulked over to where he was standing.
He wrapped his arm around the front of my waist and landed hard smacks on my arse with his other hand. Continuing, he berated me, “I’ve told you NOT to touch yourself without my permission.”
The spanking continued.
“What have I told you?”
He didn’t let up.
“You continue to disrespect me.”
Tears welled up in my eyes, partly due to the pain of the spanking but mainly because I got caught. I did know better. I should have asked.
Finally, the spanking stopped.
“This is going to make our walk a whole lot more interesting. Remove your clothes.”
I started to protest because the curtains to our bedroom were open.
“Enough! Let the neighbours see what a naughty girl you are. You clearly didn’t mind that they were open when you started playing with yourself.”
I reluctantly removed my leggings and knickers. Then my T-shirt and bra. My nipples were already taut from the earlier stimulation.
“Stand here, in front of the window.”
As I positioned myself, he went to our spare bedroom. He came back to me with a funny looking thong with a large metal patch at the front with holes in it.
“This is a chastity belt. Its purpose is to stop you from masturbating, but you can still go to the toilet and wash.”
He bent down, holding it open.
“Step in.”
I stepped through the leg hole, left leg then right leg. He worked the thong up into place. The cold metal enclosed my throbbing pussy.
He tightened the device so it sat on me snuggly and padlocked it closed.
“I decide when this comes off. It might help you appreciate what I do for you.”
He walked out of the bedroom to hide the key. When he came back he had a skirt and singlet vest in his hands.
“Put these on for our walk.”
I slid the skirt on. It was flippy and very short, barely covering my now reddened arse. I pulled the vest over my pert breasts and tucked it into the skirt. It was almost see-through. Despite the balmy evening, my nipples were poking through the flimsy material.
“One last thing, turn around.”
I turned.
“Lift up your hair.”
I lifted my hair and he fitted a collar around my neck.
“You acted like a bitch and now I’m treating you like a bitch.”
The collar was black leather with a loop at the front. I turned back around and he had the leather lead in his hand.
“For later,” he smirked.
Before we left the house, he slipped something into his pocket.
We went the normal route on our walk, through the busy housing development. It was fairly late in the evening but there were still a few dog walkers. Those that we passed gawked at my outfit, specifically my tits. My pussy was so wet.
We continued down a footpath and into an almost empty field. We reached the first corner, the breeze picked up a little and my skirt flipped up revealing my red arse and the line of my chastity belt.
“Stop here.”
He walked in front of me and looked me up and down. He reached for my breasts and kneaded them. Through the fabric, he pulled at my nipples. He then reached into my vest, cupping my right breast and pulled it out of the fabric. He did the same with my left breast, positioning my vest underneath. He continued to pull and twist my nipples. Holding my left nipple in one hand, he used the other to slap my breast, two, three, four times.
In the distance, a couple was walking towards us. I swear they could see.
“Pay attention.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out nipple clamps on a chain. Tweaking my left nipple, he fastened one of the clamps. I gasped. He pulled at my right nipple, slapping my right breast. He then fastened the clamp to my right nipple and pulled sadistically on the chain that attached them.
He drew the dog lead from his other pocket. He walked behind me, lifted my skirt and tucked it into the waistband.
Stepping back, he drew the lead back.
WHOOSH, SMACK!
I yelped and jumped, I was not expecting a public whipping!
“Stand still! Do you want to draw any more attention to yourself?”
He drew the lead back again and whipped my arse once more.
I was almost completely naked, in a public field with my tits hanging out wearing nipple clamps and my red arse on show.
He continued to whip my arse, one lash after the other. It began to smart and my eyes teared up. The couple were getting closer. They had definitely seen us and he knew it.
“Count me down, five more.”
WHOOSH, SMACK!
"Five."
WHOOSH, SMACK!
"Four."
WHOOSH, SMACK!
"Three."
WHOOSH, SMACK!
"Two."
WHOOSH, SMACK!
"One."
“Good girl.”
He patted my sore bottom and pulled my skirt back into position. He took the lead and rather than attaching it to the loop on the collar, he clipped it to the chain between my nipple clamps.
Tugging, he indicated I must continue with our walk, breasts exposed. I winced at the pain and continued walking.
The couple turned off before they could reach us. We walked the remainder of the field with my sore breasts exposed being tugged along by the lead.
To restore a little decency to my situation before we reached the gate out to the main road, he unclipped the lead from the chain and tucked my breasts back into my vest.
“Those clamps stay put until we are home. You’re lucky you’re wearing your chastity belt or else I would have clamped your pussy too.”
My clit throbbed against the metal. I was SO desperate for relief. My nipples were swollen from the clamps and rubbing against the vest material.
He clipped the lead onto my collar and led me home back through the housing development.
We reached home and he pulled my vest down once more but this time to free my nipples from their clamps. That hurt bad. My poor swollen nipples were pounding.
“Inside, go and get cleaned up. Keep your collar on and meet me downstairs. Do not even think about putting my clothes on.”
He unclipped the lead and patted me on my arse as I made my way inside.
I went upstairs and turned on the shower. I jumped in and lathered up. I was so desperate to come, I needed relief. I pointed the showerhead towards my pussy but the metal of the chastity belt shielded my clit and pussy hole. I was frustrated and fed up.
After showering, I made my way downstairs, wearing only my chastity belt and collar.
“Good girl, come here and get my cock out. You can make me cum today instead. Had you not touched yourself, we could be having fun together but you deserve this.”
I knelt in front of his lap and unzipped his jeans reaching for his cock. My pussy was dripping through the chastity belt, dying to be touched.
“I think we’ll keep this belt on you for the whole weekend, teach you a valuable lesson.”
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