Blog : Island Paradise 3

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10/14/2020 1:31 am

Island Paradise 3

I crawled out the door the bungalow towards the wagon with the harness to go get my things, dreading the trip back with the wagon loaded. "I shouldn't have brought so much." as I snicker at myself. I begin putting on the harness, first one arm then the other. I carefully secure the two straps across my chest settling my breasts between them. I turn my head and saw him over my shoulder, looking down at , staring at , giving a taste of what is come.

Suddenly, a slight smile crosses his face. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a couple of bands and weighted clover clamps. He approaches and kneals before her, applies first a band each nipple, then a clamp each nipple over the bands. Finally, he reaches between her thighs explore her folds until he finds her pulsing clitoris. With each new adornment, she winces upon the application and yips when her clitoris receives its clamp. "Off you go MiLady. Remember, you have an hour to be back.">

So off I go, one hand, the other knee, dragging the wagon. My mind wonders as I crawl. I'm seeing myself as a beast of burden knowing this is what I asked for. The wagon wheels slowly turning in the beach sand. I shake my head and look at the stars. I then focus on the back ot the Inn feeling the tugging of the weights with each move I make, the ever present ache between my thighs. A tear forms in my eye the further I go. My hand slips in the sand and I drag my breasts feeling my nipples tingle as I fall. I look back at the bungalow and see an open doorway. "He's not there."

He watches as she starts her journey, not just to the Inn but onto the rest of her life. Shaking his head he walks back into the bungalow. Heading to the kitchen, he pulls out a bottle of sweet wine for her return. Grabbing an ice bucket, he ices down the bottle knowing it begins tonight. He will lay the groundwork for his acquired property. If she's l punishment. But in either place, she will learn her place with me. "Am I ready for this?" He looks at his watch. Twenty minutes out. "She'll be late. Ah, hell with it." And he chuckles at himself.

She makes it the ramp leading the back entrance of the Inn. Pulling the wagon behind, she feels the stares as she enters heading for her former room. Approaching the front desk, she stops, raises upon her knees and ask the clerk for access. The clerk rings for assistance who picks up the key card and heads for her room with her crawling behind him. He opens the door and returns the desk after swatting her ass as a tip for him. She stops, hangs her head, then continues into the room.

Looking around, she realizes the task before her. She removes the harness and moves a chair from the room's table to the closet. Still on her knees she climbs onto the chair in front of the closet to pull out her traveling clothes and other property dropping everything onto the floor beside the wagon. She then carefully places everything in the wagon starting with her purse and ending with the few garments present. She proceeds to hook the harness herself, opens the door and crawls out the common lobby and out the back entrance with the Inn's security making a path for her through those staring at the naked "beast" before them. Back on the beach, her load becomes worst as the sand slows her progress back the bungalow."

He looks at the clock the kitchen's microwave, gets and heads for the chest in the bedroom. He opens the doors and picks out a medium flogger and an 18 inch crop. With both items in hand he returns the doorway at the set time of her return find her still pulling her wagon behind her with a third of the distance covered. She sees his return the doorway with the choice of tools to be use. The items of decorations she is wearing are now barely fell but she knows she will soon be feling them intensely very soon as well. She makes it to the ramp and into the door of the bungalow with her belongings.

"Your late MiLady."

"I know." She says. "I know."


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