A Walk in the Park

It was cold and Clara was on her hands and knees. The cement of the rough path that wound through the park dug into her pale skin as she moved. Tiny beads of water glimmered against her body. She could feel every inch of her naked skin. Alex had let her wear nothing at all. She was naked. Naked and on her hands and knees in the park! Her heart was furiously beating. Her face was red with humiliation. Someone could see her. She didn't know what to do or say except that she had to follow the tug of the lead which was connected to her collar. Alex was moving ahead of her - ahead of them both. She had to keep up but it was hard. She was crawling, crawling on the ground. Her breasts swayed with each movement, the clips which were connected to them tugged at her as they did. It made her want to squeal of gasp.

She kept looking around. Waiting for that cry that would tell her someone had seen them, had rumbled their little game. She was breathing fast. Clara felt worry spearing through her heart. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying this but this was the most daring they had yet been. They didn't have anything to cover up their faces and they were both naked, Lilly and Clara. They were being led by the collars that Alex had made them wear. Clara was crawling on the ground like a dog. She felt her heart hammering faster and faster. Her clit buzzed with an intense heat and energy. She was terrified that someone would spot them for there would be no escape and no disguising what they had been doing. At any moment, anyone could see them here and they would know.

The chains connecting the weights to her breasts softly clinked with each step she was **** to make. Clara's skin tingled, the cold wind brushed against her naked body. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet and hot. She could feel that same tightness between her thighs that made her swallow and gasp. She was more turned on than she had ever been before but there was the edge of danger to it that made it all the more real.

She moved. They were following the cement path meant for joggers. Around them the park rose up. it was as Alex had said a small park. In the distance they could hear the throaty roars of traffic. Trees dotted the park and there was a large pond in the centre in which there dwelt various water fowl. As Alex had promised there was no one around but this could change at any moment.

Clara swallowed. Her heart felt as if it was going to burst at any moment. She kept jumping at the smallest sounds or imagining motion out of the corner of her eye. The clamps which gripped her body were both punishment and pleasure for her. She felt them with each step, each motion. Their sharp little teeth gripped her keenly and teased her clitoris and her nipples as she moved. She felt a rumbling and a tightness between her legs that was difficult to ignore. Clara swallowed.

Beside her, Lilly was also walking. The blond haired woman had also been stripped naked now. In addition to the collar she was wearing, her arms were still cuffed behind her back. The vibrator pressed into her behind was buzzing solidly. It made her walk strangely. Her pussy was also wet. Dampness stained her inner thighs as she walked.

Alex walked ahead of them holding both of the leads which tied to their collars. Clara couldn't see his face. She tried to guess what he was thinking or feeling. This was so daring, so bold! He never would have done this when the game first started. But then, this had been a learning experience for him as much as for her. Alex had come out of his shell, become more confident with his own desires. He was much better at taking the lead and playing the dominant. Sometimes she almost couldn't read him as anything else.

Now was one of those times. Clara peered at his back, tried to ignore the intoxicating grasp of the clamps and the way they shifted back and forth, and wondered what he was thinking. Could he hear her moaning and gasping to herself? Did he know how much she wanted to cum right now? Humiliation and shame were peaking and filling her up, making it so she felt like this was one of her old fantasies brought to life. The collar around her throat was tight enough that she felt it clasped around her neck at all times now. Clara's knees were going weak and she was finding it harder and harder to move forward. Heat filled her body, spiking between her legs. She gasped, moaning to herself even though both Alex and Lilly could plainly hear it.

Lilly was playing the game too but Clara knew it had been devised for her. The mixture of humiliation and exposure played perfectly to her tastes. If it hadn't been for the clamps she could have gone round and round for ages just enjoying the humiliating shame of it all. But the clamps gripped her most tender places. They teased her as gravity pulled at them. Her breasts swayed back and forth but the one which drew her mind most often was the one that was holding her clitoris. Her bud was a fiery tautness which made her skin tingle around it. She fancied now that she could feel every groove in the teeth of the clamp. It pressed around her flesh, making her feel every inch of it.

She was breathing fast and hard. Alex had told her not to cum but that was difficult! The pace he set was one that she could only match if she hurried, and hurrying meant that she moved faster. Each motion therefore fed back into her body via the swaying of the clamps and the faster she went the more aroused she got. She had never felt like this before in all of her life. Arousal made her skin tingle, she could feel the flow of blood to her face.

She was crawling naked on the ground. A collar was around her throat and she was in a place where anyone might see her. Why did this make her so horny? Why did she want to touch herself so much? Or have Alex touch her? Or Lilly touch her? Clara shuddered, a spike of pleasure arched through her mind. The clamps on their own were pushing her slowly towards an orgasm. A climax that was building in her body the more she tried to resist it.

She looked around and tried to see if Lilly was close as well. But Lilly wasn't enduring the same sort of stimulation that Clara was. The vibrator in her ass was teasing her and making her gasp and moan, and her splayed labia showed how aroused she was. But neither her breasts nor her womanhood were being teased directly. Could you cum just with something playing with your ass? Clara didn't know. She'd never tried.

It occurred to her now that there were a lot of things she'd never tried.

Clara grimaced. She could feel the building orgasm inside of her. The way her muscles were tightening, the excitement that flowed through her lower lips, the feeling of heat which bathed her womanhood. She could feel it building inside of her. If they kept this pace she was going to cum sooner rather than later. She was going to cum in the park, naked, where anyone could see her. The very fact that this aroused her all the more made her want to take a stark look at herself. Was this how she had always been? Or had the week changed her as much as it had changed Alex? She'd always had these thoughts, these desires but she had never acted on them. Not until that fateful day almost a week ago and now she was starting to realise she would never be quite the same again. She felt less naive and more mature. More aware of her own body. Like she'd grown by the experience. Confrotned a side of herself that had always lurked within her.

How was it possible to feel so empowered and yet also so powerless at the same time?

A wave of pleasure battered through her body, breaking her thoughts into pieces and reminding her of the precipice upon which she stood. Alex had told her not to cum but if this kept up that was exactly what she was going to do. He had to know - he'd clamped her clit after all, how could she not orgasm from this?

What did he want her to do?

What did _she _want to do?