My Dear Sweet Slave: The Series by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

Isaac was enjoying the walk too. He loved the sight of the moonlight shining on her bare ass, he loved watching her shift from side to side seductively as she crawled, he loved the brief glimpses he got of her breasts bouncing pendulously, and he loved the smile of pure happiness on her face.

Isaac’s father has always taught him to respect women, that those who didn’t would only find women that no one could respect, and he had learned that lesson the hard way when he got tangled up with Isaac’s mother. Yet there was something innately satisfying about having a woman on a leash.

“How are you feeling? Do you want to take a break?” Isaac asked as they approached park bench.

“It would be nice to rest for a minute or two…”

Reaching the bench, Isaac sat down, but instead of joining him there, Holly kneeled on the ground in front of him like a patient collie. Smiling, Isaac began rubbing her head and scratching her behind the ears like she was a real dog, making her smile shine even brighter.

“You really are a strange pet.”

“You know, Master, whenever you treat me like a real pet, it makes me really happy.” Isaac watched as she took off his work gloves and slid her hand between her legs. “It makes me REALLY happy,” she murmured.

Chuckling, Isaac moved his foot forward and began rubbing the tip of his work boot against her slit, once again wet with sexual excitement. Holly began to give small whines of pleasure from the touch of the smooth dry leather against her pussy, still at her peak of sensitivity after the movie theater rotor punishment.

“I can see that. Now how about something to make me happy?”

Giggling, Holly began to nuzzle her face against the crotch of his jeans like a cat against a table corner. With just the slightest pressure, she could feel his cock becoming engorged with blood and hardening. Sensing its full erection, she slowly unfastened the button of his jeans and then pulled down the zipper. Pulling away the underwear beneath, she wrapped her fingers around his trembling erection and stood it up straight. It felt so hot in her hand, like a bratwurst right off the grill.

Unable to hold back another second, she lowered her head and dragged her tongue across the shaft. It had no taste, but to her, it was delicious. Again and again she licked the tower of muscle, granting it a glistening sheen of saliva that caught the light of the moon overhead.

After enough time spent teasing her Master, Holly finally opened her mouth wide and let the head of his cock slide down across her tongue and push against the back of her throat. Isaac groaned in happiness as he felt her mouth move back and forth around his dick, drenching it with saliva that was immediately slurped back off.

Closing his eyes, Isaac focused his mind on the sound she was making while she worked her magic. That wet squishing sound was so satisfying. It was like the sound of stirring macaroni and cheese. While she worked, he continued to rub the top of her head, thanking her and telling her that she was doing a VERY good job. In all honesty, he could have fallen asleep on that bench. The wet softness of Holly’s mouth around his most sensitive area was that soothing.

Holly was enjoying the act just as much as he was. She relished the feeling and taste of her Master’s cock in her mouth and she felt proud when she saw how happy it made him. Add in the fact that they were out in a public place and she couldn’t help from play with herself.

After a few minutes, both Holly and Isaac began to grow restless.

“Master, can I please…”

“I was just about to ask.”

Grinning from ear to ear, Holly climbed up onto his lap and lowered herself onto his cock. Impaling herself on his throbbing manhood, she gave a shrill whimper as it slowly entered her inch by inch. It had been a while since she had been on top during sex, even with her sisters would sodomize her with strap-ons, and she had forgotten how intense it was.

Isaac had entered her from below the previous night when they were in the shower, but this time it felt like he was somehow going even deeper into her. She let slip a moan of happiness as she finally reached the base, feeling like she almost couldn’t breath with such a large mass inside her.

Holding onto the back of the park bench behind Isaac and using her legs, she began to lift herself up halfway off his cock and then drop back down. She winced as his phallus penetrated the deepest recesses of her womanhood, but it was a wince of pleasure. Slowly, she began to take up a rhythm, turning into a human spring on her Master’s lap.

As she got used to the sensation of his phallus stuffed inside her, the height of her bouncing increased, as well as her speed. Before long, she was billowing up and down on his lap like a high-speed yoyo, while Isaac, not wanting to just sit there like a statue, used his lips and tongue to pleasure her jiggling tits.

Holly moaned in indescribable happiness, able to let her voice ring out without the fear of being heard. “Master, I think I’m about to cum!”

“Whoa! Hold on! I don’t want you soaking my clothes!”

Grabbing her under the arms, he lifted her up off his lap and stood up. Before Holly could even begin begging for his cock, Isaac bent her over the bench and mounted her from behind. Holly’s moans of sexual nirvana immediately restarted as Isaac doubled a rapid-fire beat with his thrusts. Even with his pants still on, he was able to move at top speed and slam into her with all of his strength.

“Fuck me, Master! Fuck me harder!”

Happy to indulge her, Isaac grabbed her leash with one hand and one of her breasts with the other. While squeezing the soft sphere, he pulled hard on her leash and forced himself to go into her even faster. If it weren’t for the collar now tight around her throat, Holly would be screaming at the top of her lungs in happiness. This level of harshness was euphoric, she felt like her beloved Master was truly brutalizing her.

“I’m cumming!” she panted, barely able to speak.

True to her words, the front of Isaac’s pants were lightly dampened by Holly’s squirting climax, leaving the park bench underneath her completely soaked. Still far from done, Isaac was about to resume fucking her when he heard something that made his heart drop. He could hear dogs yipping and their owner nagging at them to settle down.

“Shit!”

With ear buds pumping her with music, the woman in her late twenties struggled to keep her two terriers separated. Over and over again they leapt at each other, growling and barking as they fought. It was simple play-fighting of course, but it was so easy for them to get all riled up and starting attacking each other aggressively. The woman had hoped that this walk would take away enough of their energy to let them sleep tonight, but now she was considering just getting a meter-long pole and tying the ends to their collars as a kind of physical restraining order.

Stopping at the bench, the woman crouched down and grabbed the dogs by the backs of their necks, yelling at them to settle down and holding them apart. As she tried to get the two fluff balls to calm themselves, forty feet into the woods and up the hill, Holly and Isaac were hiding behind a large tree and waiting for the intruder to move on. Holly was sitting on Isaac’s lap with her back to him, and still out of its cloth prison, his cock was standing proud between her legs.

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