Oh Canada... Part 3 (The Cabinboy) Chapter 4 : Slave Walk

- Chapter 4 -

Slave Walk

 

     Early the next morning I opened the door to Alex’s room and found myself enveloped by faint shadows and thick patches of darkness.  My fingers fumbled to find and strike a match to dimly illuminate the corner of the room with the small votive candle. I then began to remove his restraints, coverings and headgear.  His pupils were fully dilated and his cock was purple in attempts to sport a tent of morning wood.  I could tell it hurt terribly, so I removed the device for a short period and allowed him to use the restroom to relieve himself of a full overnight bladder.  My watchful eye followed him into the bathroom to watch him urinate. 

  “I have to make sure you don’t try anything funny.  This doesn’t embarrass you does it?” 
He did not answer, but the blush upon his cheeks said enough.
I then handed him a cloth and instructed him to wash up.  My eyes were dazzled as the cloth grazed every visible trace of flesh and his skin glistened in the small beams of light seeping in through the frosty window.
After the device was restored to its proper place, he remembered the task I had set for him the previous night.  Without instruction, he scooted to the washroom where he found his grey Nordic sweater and immediately began to wash it by hand.  Gentle care was taken as he slid the suds over the material and delicately submersed it to rinse it clean.  Once satisfied, he placed it over a towel to collect any loose drips, but failed to realize my presence in the doorway.
  “Do it again” I ordered.
  “Mistress?”
In a few hard steps I approached him, bent his form over the basin, and spanked his exposed bottom.
  “Do it again” I repeated before placing another round of hardy whacks.
  “Do not question me and do not speak without permission slave.”
Alex tediously rewashed his sweater as I crossed my arms and supervised his actions.  This time before placing it to dry, he stood back bowing his head and allowed me to observe his work until I gave the final word of completion.
  “That will do cabinboy.  When you are done hanging that on the line come into my bedroom so we can get you dressed and prepared for our walk.”
I watched his naked form move past the door and out to the lawn where he hung his sweater to dry.  I could not help but let out a lustful sigh as I watched his tone body flex in the morning sun.  Scanning higher, I could see a look of panic and almost read his concerned thoughts.  I would have to go about this carefully.  His ego was more delicate than I had thought.

 

    His timid footsteps entered my room and I noticed his knees shake as I opened a large white box and fluffed out a red thick woolen catsuit onto the bed.

  “Come cabinboy; let us fit you into it.”
Alex reluctantly stepped into the heavy knitted suit and felt the zipper close up his back, encasing him fully.
  “See… there are little pads in the feet so you won’t need shoes.  Plus there is a little button-hole near your penis incase you need to take care of any business.”
He raised his hand to speak and I nodded.
  “Scarlett… I mean, Mistress… do you mean to tell me we are going out in public like this?’
  “Just to the park.  Don’t worry, it will be fun!”
  “What if someone sees me?”
  “That is the point” I laughed.
  “No, but what if someone recognizes you or myself?”
  “Oh, I am not worried about that.  However, just to make you a little more incognito, I have a red bala to match the outfit.  See, I’ve thought of everything.”
After stretching the bala over his head, I reapplied his collar over the thick turtleneck and the gag once more into his mouth.  Alex struggled a little feeling the accessory pushed the limits too far.
  “Trust me” I whispered placing a feathery kiss on his stretched lips before securing it tightly behind his head. 

 

   On the porch we stopped to apply his leash to the loop of the collar.  We walked up the stone driveway and down two dirt roads before taking a left into the beautiful community park.  Benches lined the circular curve of the lakes inlet and lush grass and trees created a perfect secluded cove.  I could hear Alex breathe a sigh of relief as he looked about and saw no signs of life.  We walked along the waters edge and listened to the rippling sounds of waves against sand.  Like a dog, he followed behind me, head bent and embarrassed.  Just then he gasped as he spied a jogger coming straight towards us.  I could feel him panic as the thin young blonde approached.  The jogger passed with a curt smile and oddly scanned the fluffy pet I pulled along.

  “See, that was not so bad.” 
His groans spoke of it disapprovingly.
  “Dear slave, why do you think I chose red?  I wanted everyone to see you silly” I laughed.
From across the grassy corner of the lake, I spotted an older couple sharing in conversation.
  “Let’s go over this way.”
  “No… no…” I heard him pleading beneath the gag. 
His words meant little and he submitted without much of a struggle. 
 “Good morning” I waved.
The couple stared and watched in disbelief as I paraded Alex throughout the park.  In addition, we passed by another jogger, a male this time, and an older female out for some leisurely exercise.  Both seemed shocked, but politely smiled, shook their heads and moved along.  

 

    For a short period I took rest on a park bench watching the tide crash lightly onto the polished rocks at the surface of the beach.  Alex knelt in front of me, knees firmly planted in the grass with head bowed.

  “Do you need to go to relieve yourself slave?”   
Alex shook his head no.
  “Oh, I think you do.” A devilish grin creeping up my lips.
  “Afraid that someone will see you?  Come now, have we not proven we are past that?  Besides, no one is around over this way.”
Alex reluctantly positioned himself against a tree and urinated like a good pet.
  “I am very happy with how behaved you have been.  Your ability to submit completely is so exciting to me.  Would you like to see?”
I pulled up my skirt to the hips to reveal my bare pussy.  His eyes bulged and his head snapped around in all directions wondering if any of this was visible to any unsuspecting onlookers.
  “On your knees cabinboy.  I need something cleaned this time!”
Nervously, he fell to his knees and I removed his gag before watching his head disappear between my thighs.  The surge of his tongue on my most intimate area had me gripping the wooden beams of the rickety old bench.  With both hands on the back of his head I smothered his face into me.  His paranoia forced him to periodically retreat to look about at the possible traffic, but my strong hands would firmly plant him onto me where he belonged.
  “Don’t stop” I begged as the excitement escalated.  His warm hands inched up my thighs creating new waves of euphoria.  My hips bucked into his face.  I clenched the bala in my fists as I felt my inhibitions evaporate.  Spasm after spasm erupted out of me as I came.  His tongue delved deep to lick out every drop.
I was satisfied; with not only Alex’s humiliation but my own gratification.
  “I am sorry I could not hold out longer.  I guess it has been awhile since I last felt your… skills” I smiled pleasantly.
He grinned and blushed brightly before running his red woolen sleeve over his sex stained mouth.
“What do you think you’re doing?  I didn’t tell you to remove my taste from your lips.  Not only that, but now you have sullied your garment sleeve.  Oh cabinboy, will you ever learn?”
Infuriated, I ran the ball-gag up my dripping slit, covering it fully with my spent juices, and secured it deep into Alex’s mouth.
“There we are… not much of a punishment, but at least this will remind you that you are privileged to taste your Queen.”
He bowed before me.  I couldn’t be too mad.  After all, he was still learning.
My anger had quickly dissipated as I admired the fit of the catsuit against his muscular arms and the way the fabric hugged his long lean legs.  There were so many additional features to him that were really accentuated by the knit of the garment.  He was a walking, breathing, living piece of art… and only mine to behold.  I shivered.
I threw him a crooked smile over my shoulder to forgive him.
With a yank of the leash we started for home and I heard him breathe a sigh of relief.