Cayden would roll his eyes, crossing his arms loosely as he watched her. Giving the thick chain leash a jerk. He didn't say anything, just keeping his grip tight on her leash grip. “We got your chocolates little girl.” He'd comment, his voice almost amused though still annoyed. He really hated going out and shopping.
The jerk on the leash caused Vana's thick leather collar to press into her neck. It was a slight pressure, but enough to make her start and lean back from the window. Looking over her shoulder at him, biting on her lip with a soft flush to her cheeks. “I know... its just pretty.” She'd murmur softly, turning on her heel to move back to his side where she belonged. Adjusting the small bag on her arm, “Sorry.” She'd say softly, looking down at the sidewalk as they began to walk again.
Shaking his head, Cayden would give the leash another tug to pull her closer into his side. Looking at her from the corner of his eye. He wouldn't say anything, just keep walking along the street. Reaching up to adjust his tie momentarily, even though it didn't really need it.
As they passed by another window, Vana found herself stopping in her tracks once more. Her green eyes falling onto another display. This one wasn't a dress, no this was a rather racy, black lacy piece of lingerie. Her cybernetics would zoom in as she stared, entirely forgetting she was on the leash. The sudden jerk from Cayden still walking caused her to let out a small yelp. Nearly stumbling over as she turned to look at him. Freezing as she noticed Cayden had also stopped in his steps.
“I.. I'm sorry, I forgot.” Vana would mutter quickly, her cheeks flushing deeply. She was suddenly aware that people were staring. Had they been staring the entire time? The fact she was in public, on her leash made her shiver. Her length beginning to twitch in her jeans. Suddenly her flowy, short sleeved blouse felt hot and constraining. “I didn't mean to Daddy.” She'd murmur quietly, dropping her eyes to her feet.
Moving slowly but with purpose towards Vana, he'd quickly grasp her chin. Jerking her head upwards, to lock eyes with her. “You know you're supposed to make eye contact with me at all times little girl.” He'd mutter in a quiet tone. His voice was low but still commanding. Twisting his hand into the leash, he'd jerk it roughly and pull her closer. “This is also strike three. Time for punishment.”
Expecting they needed to head home for it, Vana would begin to move. Only to feel another jerk on the leash. Yelping, she'd look up at Cayden with a red face. “A-aren't we going home?” She'd choke out, sounding hopeful they were.
“You're being punished.” He'd repeat, jerking her leash and pulling her towards the nearby store wall. “Pull your pants and panties down. Bend forward and press your hands on the wall.” His tone was still low, but stern and commanding. “Now.”
Shuddering, she'd bite down on her lower lip as it trembled. She didn't resist his pulling, nearly falling into the wall. Using her hands to press against the cool stone to keep from face planting. At his command, her face would quickly flush with color. “B-but... we're in public Daddy.” Not to mention a rather nice part of town. As opposed to the usual seedy areas she was whored out to.
Giving the leash another yank, Cayden would lean to be close to her ear. “I don't recall giving you an option. I said do it, now slut.” Leaning in a bit more, he'd drop his voice lower. “The longer you wait, the worse it will be for you.”
Swallowing hard Vana would nod to him, a shiver going down her spine as she reached to her jeans. Unbuttoning them slowly, a trembling hand pulling her zipper down. There would be another moment of hesitation before she'd hook her thumbs into her jeans and the strings of her panties. Pulling them down to rest around her knees now. Her breathing picking up slightly as her ass was now exposed, her legs spread enough to reveal her pussy and length to anyone who walked by. Still shaking, she'd place her hands palm to the wall once more.
“Good.” Was all Cayden would say, keeping his grip on the leash firm. Giving her no room to pull without choking herself on the collar. Keeping his eyes on her face, maintaining eye contact with her he'd slip his hand between her legs. Caressing along her ass before his fingers found her pussy. Her wetness dampening his fingers as he spread them. Letting two fingers rest on either side of her folds. Rubbing them there teasingly. “Already wet? The slut likes the thought of being punished in public, doesn't she?” He'd taunt, keeping his voice low so really only she could hear it.
Whimpering softly, Vana would shake her head lightly “Please Daddy... Lets go home. You can punish me double there.. Please.” She'd plead softly, an odd feeling spreading through her. Her cock was rock hard, harder than she could ever recall being. And her pussy was getting wetter by the passing moment, as she knew he could feel. But this was wrong, so very wrong.
Chuckling softly, he would just shake his head. Tightening his grip on her leash a bit more, pulling her head closer towards him. He said nothing, as he pulled his hand from her folds. Wetness following his fingers before breaking off. Falling down to her panties hung around her knees. He'd look at the juices shining on his fingers for just a moment, before his hand would come down against her hand. The sound echoing in the suddenly silent street. The feeling of her cheek jiggling under his hand was rather satisfying.
“You don't get to make the calls.” He'd murmur, his lips now brushing along her pointed ear now. “You are my slut. To do whatever I want with.. wherever I am. And you tried my patience today little girl.” He'd growl softly, pulling his hand back before smacking it down against her ass once more. Using more force this time. “I'd love to use my paddle. But you need to learn. Learn who is in control here. Who has the leash and who calls the shots.” Yet another smack was delivered to her ass. Followed by a firm and painful squeeze. Massaging his fingers into her already pinked ass. Being sure not to cover the cheek he'd carved 'ANAL SLUT' into.
Vana would close her eyes tightly for only a moment. Quickly opening them to once more turn her head to look at him. Trying to keep her eyes on his face and locked with his eyes whenever possible. Her face a deep shade of red from cheeks to jaw and up to her ear tips. “I..I know Daddy.” She'd whimper, squirming with a soft cry as he spanked her three times. Her breathing picking up heavier under him. Her fingers curled uselessly against the rough brick surface of the wall. “You control me. I am yours.” She'd mutter quickly, giving another squirm against his hand.
“Look at all these people staring.” He'd coo tauntingly, letting his hand caress over her ass. Enjoying the feeling of his rough skin over her smooth, supple ass. “They can see the marking on your ass. They can all tell what you are... They all know you're nothing but my little slut. My little anal slut.” He'd taunt, his voice raising a bit before he'd smack down with as much force as he could muster into a smack. The sound easily audible as her ass shook, jostling her entire body as he meant for that one to hurt her. “Isn't that right?”
The taunting only caused Vana's breathing to pick up heavier. Her pussy growing wetter still, the sensations in her body were conflicting. It was humiliating, embarrassing to be punished in public like this. For her true self to be revealed to all these strangers. But at the same time, it was liberating. And it was definitely arousing as he proved his control over her so effectively. The final spank caused her to jerk towards the wall with a tense. Crying out loudly as she felt tears forming in her eyes. “Y-yes Daddy, that's right.” She'd pant out softly, her face getting redder if possible. Her left cheek red and sore from his swats. “I'm your little slut... All yours.”
Seeming satisfied with his spanking results, he'd caress her red cheek a final time before pulling his hand away. He kept a tight grip on her leash, moving to step behind her now. Using his body and his hold on her to shove her up against the wall now. Pressing her chest against it, whether she tried to push back or not. His free hand quickly making work of undoing his belt. “Why don't we give them a further demonstration, hrm?” He'd taunt, licking his lips as he looked down at her. “I don't think they get just how much of a slut you are yet.”
As she was shoved, Vana would attempt to push back slightly. The wall gripping and tugging threads loose on her shirt. Tearing the thin material slightly as she tried to resist. But she gave up quickly as she remembered. Instead leaning into the wall, her breathing still heavy as she felt her hands scraping on the wall. Her shirt tearing a bit more with a small squirm. “Whatever you.. want Daddy.” She'd murmur quietly.
Tugging his belt open with his button and fly soon following, Cayden would chuckle. “That's right whatever I want.” Reaching into his boxers, he'd pull his thick cock free. His length was already erect, throbbing with his need. Using his hand, he'd guide his cock between her legs. Resting his length just against her wet folds. “Grind on me. You have about a minute to lubricate my cock slut before I fuck your ass.”
Still panting, Vana would turn her head slightly to look back at him. Remembering she was supposed to keep her eye contact. Her own length twitched heavily between her legs. Thick strands of pre dribbled from her slit to her panties. Adding to the mess her dripping wetness had made. As she felt his cock between her legs and his command, she'd swallow loudly with a nod. Keeping her legs spread, Vana would press herself down against his cock. Parting her lips around him as she began to grind herself down into his length. Shuddering with a low sound of pleasure as her juices began to drip and coat his length, leaving a thin and visible sheen in the mid-afternoon sun.
He didn't bother waiting a minute, he was horny. He wanted her ass and he was going to get it now. With the leash hand, he'd push against her upper body. Pressing her closer into the wall as his free hand guided his cock head against her puckered hole now. There wasn't a pause, no moment to wait and let her adjust. Just a rough thrust, followed by a lewd wet sound as his cock was pushed and buried with her tight ass. His hand moving to grasp her hip as he pressed into her back now.
Being pushed once more, Vana would whimper as her shirt ripped even more. Her bare breasts rubbing against the brick wall slightly now. Her cheek nearly pressed to the wall as he leaned into her back. The feeling of his cock being pushed into her. Deep and quick caused her to moan out loudly. Her eyes going half-lidded as she began to pant raggedly under him. Her fingers digging against the wall, scraping her hands up uselessly. “Please Daddy, show everyone.. what an anal slut I am.” She'd murmur softly, her brows twitching softly.
An almost evil smirk would come to Cayden's lip as he looked down at her. “Oh trust me, they'll all know. And you'll be full aware of your place once more little girl.” Twisting his hand tighter into the leash he'd pull his hips back quickly. Pulling himself halfway out before thrusting back into her. This would become his rhythm. His hips smacking against her already sore ass each time, as he kept his body pressed tight against hers. His cock throbbing heavily as he stretched her tight ass around him. Thick pre leaking along her inner walls as his head rubbed over them.
Whimpering loudly, her mouth would fall partially open. Her lids fluttering as she looked back at him. Her inner walls squeezing tightly around him as he began a quick pace against her. Her body jostling as she tried to keep herself from falling into the wall. Her cock slapping against her inner thighs with each movement. Pre being flung onto the sidewalk and wall in front of her. “Show me... my place..” She'd moan out, her eyes rolling a bit as she scraped her breasts against the wall more from the force.
Leaning into her, he'd put more force of his body against hers. Trying to push her more into the wall now. His hips never stopped their movements against her. His heavy sack swaying forward with enough force to brush along her inner thighs. Her juices that had dripped there leaving Cayden's sack glistening with a thin sheen of it. His hand on her hip tightened, pressing his fingers with a bruising force into her now. “Fuck, you have such a tight little ass.” He'd taunt, beginning to groan over her now. His own breathing picking up into quiet pants, thick pre continuing to leak along her inner walls.
The street itself had become rather crowded. Passersby having stopped to stare, some out of curiousity others disgust. And even still some were staring with almost desire. Becoming aroused by the situation happening in an otherwise classy, upscale and boring side of town. Where the most eventful thing was usually some prissy dog getting off its lead.
As he applied more force, Vana couldn't help but fall more into the wall. Managing to keep her face off the wall. But her thin shirt was otherwise shredded in the front. Her breasts that weren't contained by her bra scraping and rubbing against the wall. Her skin quickly becoming red. Her hands scraping and reddening against the wall as she squirmed. Beginning to roll her hips back into him. Her inner walls squeezing tighter around him as she felt her sore ass getting redder and redder. The pain causing her face to twist, tears slipping from her eyes now. The bruising force on her hip causing her to cry out once more.
Cayden didn't seem interested in speaking, instead he was focused on his pace. Which was slowly increasing with each of his thrusts. Pushing himself harder into her, seeming intent to get her into the wall even more. Enjoying the sight and feeling of her squirming against his cock and crotch. Groaning out loudly, he'd shudder as he felt his climax building rather quickly. Sweat beginning to glisten along his forehead.
“Mm, such a good slut. You want Daddy to fill your ass, don't you?” He'd taunt quietly, his breathing becoming heavy pants near Vana's ear now.
“Yes.. Please, please Daddy.. Fill my ass. Please.. I need your cum.” Vana would plead, her lids fluttering a bit as he shoved her into the wall more. Her cheek grazing over the wall now. Her arms pressed against it tightly. Each jostle of her body caused her skin to grow redder, as the brick wall scraped into her more and more.
“Louder slut.” He'd growl, giving her leash a firm yank. Pulling with enough force to jerk her head back. “I want everyone to hear. Let everyone know what the little slut wants.”
“Please! Fill my ass Daddy! I need your cum! This slut needs to be filled.” She'd cry, her voice cracking a bit as he jerked her head back. The collar cutting off her air for a moment. More tears slipped over her cheeks, leaving them wet and shining. Sweat coating her forehead as she panted heavily under him. Her breathing almost becoming erratic.
Seeming pleased, Cayden would begin to pick his pace up even faster. His hips smacking audibly against her ass now. Each thrust caused her ass to shake, jostling her body heavily into the wall. With another twist, he'd pull on the leash. Pulling her back so that he could see her better, cutting off her air. His own groaning becoming louder as his panting began to become erratic.
Vana's eyes would roll a bit at the tug, leaning her head back to try and give herself breathing room. The collar digging into her throat, leaving a slowly bruising mark. Her face slowly turning a shade of red. Her eyeliner began to run with her tears, leaving streaks down her cheeks as she gagged through her moaning. But it didn't stop her pleasure, if anything the absolute control he had over her drove her wild. Her moaning growing louder and louder as she squirmed. Her body still pressed into the wall, arms, chest and even her cheek scraped heavily.
“I.. I need to.. cum Daddy.” She'd pant out, her cock throbbing heavily. She could feel her climax building quickly. Her shaft twitched against her thigh, the sensitive head smacking into her skin with each of his thrusts. “Please.. Please Daddy.”
Groaning loudly, he would press himself harder into her. Once again pulling at the collar and leash, cutting her air off even more. His own lids were heavy as he stared at her face. He could see the absolute surrender and submission. The look in her eyes, it sent a shudder down his spine. His movements becoming as erratic as his breathing. He'd slam his body into hers, being sure she was grinding into the brick wall now.
“Fuck...” Shuddering, he'd shake his head a bit. “Slut can cum after Daddy. While he fills your ass.. Better make sure I cum.” He'd taunt, though he knew he was barely holding back. His cock twitching heavily with need.
Whimpering loudly once more, Vana would arch as she was slammed into the wall. Her cheek grinding and rubbing even as he tugged at her collar. Her moans becoming choked as it became harder to breathe. Her face turning a deeper shade of red as she moaned. Hearing him she'd begin to move her hips back into him once more. Her movements desperate, needful as she purposely squeezed around his cock. Massaging her rear walls into his length as he thrust in and out of her. Looking back at him with half open eyes, barely holding her climax. Her cock throbbing painfully as she resisted.
Arching his back, Cayden would bite down on his lower lip. The feeling of her rolling into him as she squeezed him was too much. Leaning his head forehead, he'd groan out loudly as his climax hit him. A shiver running down his spine. His cock throbbed as strand after strand of his thick spunk was pumped into her ass. Covering her inner walls with his warmth. “Cum slut. Cum for Daddy.” He'd growl out between his pants. Pressing his fingers harder into the bruises he'd already left there.
Not needing much coaxing, Vana would cry out. Her voice choked as he kept his held on the collar. Her eyes rolling back into her head as she let it fall back. Her body tensing momentarily before she'd hit her own climax. Her body beginning to tremble rather violently under him as she squirmed and scraped on the wall. Her breathing coming in pants through her nose. Her own length throbbing and twitching, her seed being spilled uselessly on the wall and sidewalk below her. Her juices spilling from her pussy in splashes. Soaking her inner thighs, dripping down and quickly wetting her panties. As soon as her climax hit, it seemed to begin to slow. Thick amounts of her seed coating the brick wall, slowly drippling down. A thick puddle resting between her feet.
Giving a few lewd grinds into Vana's ass, Cayden's own climax calmed to an end. The last of his seed just dribbling into her rear. Which was full with his seed, each time he moved he just displaced the spunk around his shaft. “Mm..” he'd groan over her once more, loosening his grip on the leash. The collar falling slack in place once more.
Once the grip was loosened, Vana would nearly as limp as she collar. Leaning against the wall as she panted, trying to catch her breath and regain her composure. As much composure as could be, being still half naked in public. Whimpering, she'd give a small squirm against the wall.
“Ssshh.. I'm here little girl.” Caydens' voice would coo into her ear once more. Moving his hand from her hip up to her hair. Running his fingers slowly through her hair as he leaned to press a kiss to her temple. “Daddy hates punishing you.. you know that.” He'd murmur against her. “You just need to be good, right?”
Nodding slowly, she'd close her eyes lightly. Enjoying the soft, gentle treatment she received. It made the previous rough treatment seem like nothing. Merely a sign of love and affection. Opening her eyes once more, she'd look back at him. “Yes.” She'd murmur softly, “Yes Daddy, I'll be good.”
“Very good.” Pressing another kiss to her temple, he'd slowly pull back from her. His length pulling a bit of cum back with him in strands. He'd reach into his pocket, pulling out some napkins from the candy shop. Wiping his cock off and simply tossing the napkins aside. “Right yourself.” He'd mutter, tucking his own cock back into his pants. Zipping them up and redoing his belt.
Almost purring at the kisses, she'd smile softly. Her makeup was still a mess and her body was scraped. Her entire shirt front torn and useless but she looked happy. As he stepped back and told her to right herself, Vana would reach down. Tugging her panties and pants back up. Shuddering at the feeling of her wetness soaked panties against her. She said nothing though, redoing her button and zipper.
Without another word, Cayden gave the leash a gentle tug to signify they were walking once more. Rolling his shoulder as he lead her back home. Ignoring the people staring and talking around them.
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