Good morning
My husband has changed his plans for today. He WAS going to keep me in the chastity belt for the day while I did all my cleaning, but after last night, well, I'm not all that chaste today
We got a taxi home from the bowling place at a little after midnight. His buddies were going off to carry on their night, but we've been waiting a few weeks for it to not be raining in the early hours on a weekend when it was just the two of us, so we went home. Only just long enough to collect a few things, and then we walked on to our local park.
We were worried that there might still be teenagers kicking around, or that people might be awake in the surrounding houses, but it was quiet. There's a playground which is in open air and quite visible, but then there's a path that leads into some trees. So I was still quite nervous getting ready.
From the house, we bought my red collars. My husband put the one around my neck on first. With that in place, it was time to get down onto my knees. We left my dress draped over a litter bin by the path near the playground. Every rustle of the trees and passing car made my heart hammer, terrified of getting caught now, and so close to home, as he fastened the smaller collars around my breasts, then he fixed the leash to my neck collar and I got down onto all fours to crawl into the cover of the trees.
I still had on the chastity belt and also the black heels I'd been wearing with my dress (apart from when I'd had to change them for the bowling shoes which are uncomfortable when you're otherwise barefoot, BTW) but aside from that I was now naked, only my husband's jacket on standby should the worst happen and somebody find us.
Nobody did, but the park bench seems so much further when you're crawling to it instead of walking. I have no idea how long it took to reach it, but it felt like eternity. It's a nice pathway, but it doesn't feel so smooth to hands and knees, and I have some interesting marks this morning
Crawling in the belt bought another form of torment, not least because I was now desperate to let go of the wine I'd been drinking. So finally when we reached the bench, I had a need to take care of my own before I could take care of his. He had me squat down on the opposite side of the path while he sat on the bench to watch me unlock the belt, pull those two enormous plugs out of myself and finally relieve myself on the grass and mud before crawling across the path to him for some sanitary wipes and some Femfresh.
And then, finally, I rode my husband's cock on that park bench, being very careful not to cum before he did (I didn't want to risk having to walk all the way home naked).
Of course, that meant that he got his orgasm and I didn't. Back on my hands and knees to crawl back to the playground for one final humiliation, sitting naked on the swing using the vaginal plug from out of my chastity belt until finally I could get my own release
Then I retrieved and put my dress back on. He kept me in the collars and on the leash, but let me walk home, although I was now openly carrying my bright pink and stainless steel chastity belt...
Fortunately we didn't encounter anyone. A few taxis whizzed by us but none of them stopped, and we got home for a really satisfying night's sleep
