I could feel that my cock is as hard as it can be. The man was only two feet away now, and, in the new darkness of the sunset, I could just, finally, make out a figure beyond a shadow. He seemed to be a little over six feet tall, late thirties, perhaps early forties. It was hard to tell. He was clean-shaven and wearing a jacket with an old pair of jeans.
Jennifer kept her gaze obediently on this stranger, with two of my fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, in a slow rhythm, and my thumb running up and down her clit. She was clean shaved, save a thin landing strip running neatly above her wet pussy, barely visible in the darkness overtaking the park.
The stranger looked at me then back at her. He was obviously unsure of what, exactly, should happen next. He has stumbled upon a very sexy, naked, red head girl in the park, being finger fucked, pleading with him to fuck her.
I slid my hand out from behind her arms and slipped her blouse off the rest of the way, tossing that, and her bra sitting next to her, into the darkness somewhere behind the tree. I wanted her to feel so very helpless and vulnerable. My body nearly shook at this thought. My cock started to throb inside of my jeans at the thought of just making her clothing disappear.
The stranger took a step closer to her, his feet only inches from her feet.
"Keep your hands behind your back." I told Jennifer.
"Yes, Sir... Master."
She could barely speak, she was breathing so hard. I reached down and started pushing down her skirt. She obediently lifted her ass off the ground once again and bent her knees up against her, allowing me to reach around and slide her skirt down to her ankles. I removed her panties and skirt from around her ankles, effectively making her completely naked, except for her tennis shoes.
I used both hands to spread her legs again, allowing the, now visible, stranger to see her pussy up close for the first time. He crouched down and hesitantly let his hand touch her leg, just above her ankle. She winced a little bit, but with a quick tug of her hair with my hand, she relaxed. The stranger seemed to understand. He began to untie her left shoe while she obediently kept her hands behind her back. Then the stranger began to remove her right shoe, leaving her with only socks.
I reached out for the shoe in his hand and he silently handed it to me. I threw the shoe into the dark as far as I could. He then handed me the other shoe and I also threw that in the opposite direction. I found any remaining clothing from her, sitting on the ground, balled it up, and threw it as far away as possible.
The stranger then ran his hand down her leg and began to remove her socks. Jennifer let out a soft moan at the touch from a stranger. Everything was done silently and quietly. I reached out for the socks and kept them by my side.
My mind was thinking so many things. She was mine to do whatever I wanted with. I could fulfill my pleasure and fuck her until she was crying. I could make her my personal slave for the night. I could take her home and chain her up, whip her ass, pour candle wax on her, force her to orgasm over and over. Yet, my mind was completely intrigued by allowing this stranger to touch her body.
This must be a lot for Jennifer to take in, I though to myself. Her first time in the world of submission and she was subjected to being in the park, naked, cold and under my command letting a stranger see her exposed.
I leaned over Jennifer and whispered to her. "You can trust me. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Master." She said quietly. She was in total shock and had subjected her body to let anything happen.
Grabbing her sock, I brought it up to her mouth. I was ready; ready to show her my less compassionate side, ready to expose her to the dark reality of being a submissive for her Master. Jennifer looked at me with a surprised look in her eyes when I pushed the sock in her mouth, using my finger to push it in so her entire mouth was gagged with the sock. I put my hand over her mouth nice and tight afterwards.
"Look at him." I demanded of her.
Her now fearful eyes stared at him as he lets his hands start to wander up her leg. You could hear a moan somewhere in the back of her throat. Or was it a call for help? I was not sure.
The stranger began to run his hands along the inside of her thigh and leaned in closer so that he was closely positioned in between her legs, letting his other hand also graze the inside of her other thigh.
"Lean in to him, slide your ass towards him."
She hesitated. With that hesitation, I slid my hand up over her nose, covering both her mouth and her nose. She didn't move.
