Long Public Trek

My breasts bouncing, I continue to follow behind them, and as I look around, I notice eyes turning our way as we pass. Tori takes that moment to show off, turning and jogging backward. She smiles my way, and snaps a quick photo of me, before slyly stating, "We're going to be going away through open paths ... Hope you can keep up!" She winks my way, before turning back around.

'It's not like I have many choices', I think ruefully, remembering the short lead between us. I gasp through the ballgag, and as we continue our trek, I see how close we come to urban life. We pass by quite a few people on our way, and sometimes my nudity is visible to vehicular traffic, or from buildings lining the edge of the park. We pass by more than a few benches along the way, and I'm all too well aware of anyone along the way stopping and staring as we pass. Even the food vendors stare my way, and my cheeks gain more colour as we continue along.

Tori gave the lead a playful tug then, and I let out a surprised gasp, and she giggles to herself. We keep at it for quite a bit, before abruptly stopping in a large clearing. She has me pause at its edge, smiling at me. I pause next to her, and she puts my hand on my cheek, brushing her finger across it. I remain obediently silent, managing to breathe through my nose. She giggles softly to me then, before saying "He likes to read his paper ... maybe even do some e-mails here. The jog clears his mind. I hope you don't mind being so publicly displayed while he works!.

With that, she's off again, and with a short yank on my lead, I submissively follow behind. I follow behind her, but we quickly slow to a slow walk. My ass sways wildly with each step, my chest heaving still from our previous run making my exposed bosom even more apparent as it swells out each heaving breath. I don't need a mirror to know my face is flush with blood, as embarrassment at being nude before so many strangers caught up to me.

As we enter the clearing, the number of people spikes dramatically, and soon I'm standing by a park bench as he reads his paper. I'm left to stand there, surrounded on all sides as to make even attempting to cover up with my hands, should I want to, be useless at best. I stand there, trying to be as casual as I could. I wonder how long this would take, but that thought is quickly replaced by me wondering just how attentive the crowd around me is ... and just how involved they want to make this ...