A Walk in the Park

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Mistress Dyvia presents:

A Walk in the Park

By: Mistress Dyvia

Admittedly I was naked, but that didn't mean I couldn't help him get dressed. It was all part of the plan, his first little public outing, or should I say ‘her’ first public outing?

The first thing I did was have her bend over the couch. Of course I had to make the comment, “all right girl: head down, ass up." And with a little bit of lube, I started squeezing the butt plug and slowly pushing It forward expanding her little asshole until it reached the base where it plopped around locking it in place perfectly. Then came the chastity cage, as I wrapped the ring around her balls and cock, and then brought the sheath over to prevent his penis from getting hard then locking them in place together.

Before we could get truly started, the part before we put on the underwear, there was the panty prosthetic. It wasn't actually a panty, but it was a silicon material, and it came up his legs like a pair of shorts. The front was molded like a pussy, once it was in place there was no sign of his former manhood, and there was an attachment that hooked so well to his chastity cage, that he could actually sit and pee without having to remove it.  

Next, I helped her with her breastplate. This was a similar device to what she was wearing around butt and genitals. It looked like a flesh colored bra, but it actually had molded breasts, and between the two, Her masculinity had all but vanished from the neck down. 

I laid out her outfit on the bed. She wasn't going to do any of this. I helped her put on her panties, which were nice and snug as they should have been. She wasn't going to wear a bra, but I did have a corset chosen. It tightened her waist, but had a built-in Demi cup to lift her breasts to give some cleavage.  Once I had it around her waist, I spent some time lacing it and tightening it until she started to grunt. And then did a little bit more.  

I had picked a rubber catsuit, technically two, but we'll get to that later… I used the lube to start rubbing it all over her body, and then the inside of the catsuit. I put it on him in the bathroom. Standing on a towel to make sure that the lube didn't turn into quite the death trap as it dripped down to the floor. 

Once she was in the catsuit, we spent a little time wiping her down before putting on her gloves, they were upper length with built-in nails, and thigh high heel boots. 

I brought her back to the bedroom where I sat her at my makeup table. This wasn't going to be the typical makeup job, it was a mix of theatrical makeup with some use of drag makeup. I had to look at a few tutorials on Youtube to get this. But I'm sure you have seen plenty of YouTube videos where a man puts on drag makeup. There's lots of learning there such hiding eyebrows. But there was also theatrical makeup, like that woman that made herself look like Rambo, she was awesome. Blending the techniques, I erased all the masculinity from her face.  Her eyes were a mix of purple and black eyeshadow with a smoky look with a dramatic shimmery purple peaking through, long fake eyelashes enhanced by mascara finished the eyes. Her lips were painted a deep,dark and sultry red. Her hair pulled back by a hair cap and a long unnaturally red hair wig put on her head. Was she done? 

No. 

Next came the collar. Wrapped around her neck, locked with a padlock and a leash clicked to it. I took her leash and pulled her closer and made her walk in her high heels. She was doing well with them, we had been practicing for weeks now. I stopped her at the side of the bed, this is where I removed a little box from the nightstand. A gag. I opened it up and revealed the secret to it. It looked like a regular gag, but it actually had a 3-inch penis that would constantly be teasing the back of her throat. “Open up." She did. And then I slid it right in place and just like with the collar. I wrapped the strap around the back of her head and locked it with a mini-padlock. I had a single key around my neck, it was the key to all of her padlocks.  The one for the ball-like-really-penis gag, the one for the collar, the one to her chastity device, and the one that locked her high heels to her feet. 

I sat her down, and made her watch as I dressed up. She watched me pull on the same color panties that she had. I teased her as I put on my own corset, though mine was much closer to lingerie, just a simple waist cincher compared to her boned one.  She watched as I lubed myself up and worked myself into my own black rubber latex catsuit.  I teased her as I tightened it to myself, made sure all the creases and crevices of my body were as tight as possible.  When I put on my high heel boots, I walked seductively letting my ass hypnotize her… figuratively of course. I held off on the gloves of course since I needed to do my makeup. 

My feminine features didn't require as much of the theatrics as hers did, but I wanted us to look very similar, I still had to use a mix of techniques So that we looked like a kinky pair of twins.  Though I had no caller or gag since I was the domme and she was the slave.

I pulled on the gloves, and then I grabbed the handcuffs and locked one of her hands, can't forget that later…

I led her to the car.  I drove, it didn't take long and we arrived at the park.  I got out and walked around her, she seemed nervous.  I helped her out, and then I took her other hand and locked it behind her back.  I opened up the backseat where I had two matching red latex trench coats. Well, maybe it was more like a latex pea coat, not that most people would understand the difference in that Kink style. 

The park was beautiful, it was along a waterfront so we were able to enjoy the view.  It was about a mile long, and we walked back and forth a few times. I did have my purse on me, it had my phone in it for emergencies, but I didn't tell her that.  As we were getting ready for the third walk, I saw a woman with purple hair looking over the water trying to take some pictures, “Excuse me, do you know what time it is?”

The woman didn't even turn to face me, "Dyvs?" She asked, recognizing my voice. But then she fully turned around and looked at me and my pet, and didn't seem to recognize us, “oh sorry, I thought…” she seemed stunned by our appearances, she wasn't even sure how to talk to me, or us. It was two strangers dressed like that.  And then her eyes narrowed, maybe it was the shocked look on my face, "wait… Dyvia?" 

I looked at her sheepishly, “I .. um.. yeah. Hi Claire. I didn't know you were here today." Yes, I did, it was on her Instagram page, where I had seen that she had just died her hair from the drab brown to a lavenderish purple with near white highlights.

She looked at my pet suspiciously. "I'm going to be honest with you, I don't think this is the best outfit to wear at a park… maybe a kinky nightclub.”

My body language must have looked subdued, “yeah… um”

Her eyes narrowed even more, “who is your ‘friend?’" there was an accusation in her voice, "has she met my brother?” my boyfriend, though she clearly (Claire-ly?) didn’t know that.

“Yeah…” I paused and used my hand to gesture to my pet, "this is Serafina or at least that's what her name is today." Because ‘Angel’ would have been so cliche. 

“What do you mean her name, ‘today?’" She asked inquisitively. 

"If you look really carefully, under all that makeup… that is your brother." 

Claire looked at her, and when they made eye contact she moved in closer, "oh my God… what did you do to her… er.. him?” as if she couldn't tell. 

“He lost a bet.” She totally did not lose a bet. She liked being like this. 

"What?” she asked in confusion.

"He said something, I called him out on it. We made a bet, I was determined that I was right and he was wrong. He was so convinced that he was right that he readily agreed to this." 

Claire stared at him as if she was trying to figure out if I was lying or not. He did not want to make eye contact but bobbed his head up and down in confirmation. 

“Can you at least take that weird gag out of his mouth?” I absolutely could, I had the key to unlock it around my neck. 

“Maybe, I don't know if he would want that." Yeah he totally would not want that.  He definitely would not want his sister to see that he had a 3-inch penis gag stuffed into the back of his throat, even if it was disguised a ball gag. “It would mean that today would be a do-over day. And basically everything he's done up to this point would have been for nothing.”

Claire looked at her brother, "really?”

Seraphina nodded her head. 

That's when I asked, “ do you want me to remove the gag so you can talk to your sister? It really is up to you…” 

Seraphina shook her head ‘no.’ Shrugged her shoulders at her sister. Yeah, I thought not. 

“Well, Claire… Though she's doing really well in those heels, this is her first day wearing them. I don't want to make her suffer too much by just standing around doing nothing. So I'm going to make one more lap before we start heading back.” I held out my hands to hug her, and she took the hug, and then did the same offer to her ‘sister’ and seemed almost offended when the offer wasn't made back. "She may be wearing a jacket, so it may be difficult to see that her hands are cuffed behind her back.  Again part of the bet.” There was no bet, again. 

There was a moment of hesitation and confusion, but Claire moved in and hugged her sister. And then awkwardly groped her in public. " My brother has bigger tits than I do…” she said with a bit of lament in her voice and then an awkward laugh as she backed away. 

I pulled Seraphina 's leash taut.  And led her away, I turned around and gave Claire one more wave, she looked at us in surprise and then took a couple of photographs as we walked away. I didn't expect that. As we walked back towards my car, I spanked her a couple times for not moving her ass enough.  

We got back to the car, and I put our jackets in the backseat, and then unlocked one handcuff. She put on her seat belt in the passenger side, I closed the door, and got in the driver seat before we drove back home. 

Once we were back home, her arms were restrained once again, and I used the leash to lead her into the house. We made our way to the basement, where I sat her on the throne.  I locked her hands and then I locked her feet into place.  

I removed two sex toys. One was a 6 inch dildo, the other was 8 inch and much thicker than the other one. “So Seraphina… I'm feeling very horny right now… I have an offer for you. I can put on the 8-inch one and I can fuck you until I've ruined your orgasm and your little clitty is dripping all over the floor and then you can clean it up with your tongue… or you can wear this 6-inch one, and I can ride you until I do cum. And you can clean up my pussy with your tongue… slut’s choice.

She looked back and forth between the two toys as if she was unsure of what she wanted to do. 

The next day I was sitting next to my boyfriend. He had made me breakfast in bed this morning, and we got up. We hadn't had sex, the tension in the room was clear that at some point we were going to. We hadn't talked about his adventure as Serafina at all. He didn't bring up his sister. Nothing. 

My phone rang. It was Claire. “Hi Dyvs, So I have a quick question for you.” She’s not letting me talk, is she? “It's a little personal, and you don't have to answer it if you don't want to…” I was all about the shock value that weekend, she needed to be careful what she asked. “-but I'm totally going to ask. Even though I know that whatever you did with my brother yesterday was a one-time thing, I need to ask… are you secretly a Kinkster?”

I laughed pretty hard. “I guess so. At the very least I'm going to say I'm kink positive." 

My boyfriend had no idea who I was talking to, but looked at me curiously when I answered with that response. I lipped my response, ‘’your sister.’ He looked horrified.

"Honestly, I showed a few women. I know that picture I took of you and my brother… and I got some strange responses.” She showed my picture to other people without my permission? I was kind of annoyed with that. 

“Go on." I told her undecided whether or not I was going to snap at her or not… there was definitely a little bit of an icy edge to my voice, 

"Well… a few of them have been dissatisfied with their men… and one girlfriend… and was wondering…" her voice trailed off nervously…

“Wondering…?" I echoed using the same intonations that she just used.

Her question made me smirk thinking of all the possibilities in the one sentence: "Well, they wanted to know if you were willing to start a pet walking service…?" 

The End.

Well pet, what did you think of that?  It was short.  It was a writing exercise to get me back into the writing that I’ve been missing out on for the past couple weeks.  So on to the questions: 1. How would you like me to dress you, like I did Seraphina? 2. Which toy would you have picked? Give Mistress physical pleasure by letting her have her way with you?  Or give Mistress emotional pleasure by letting her ruin your physical pleasure? 3. Would you want your significant other to sign you up for my pet walking service… you know, if I started one? 4. Repeat after me, “I am such a kinky, horny, feminized slut.” Did you like it?  If so, type it below for me.  Good girl.

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