Free Tessa’s Dilemma by Tessa Wanton

though. Such activities in broad daylight do little to enhance the reputation of an upper class establishment. To say she was grateful when He suggested they go for a walk in the park was an understatement. She wanted to get away from prying eyes, the scrutiny of those judging her when actually everything she was doing was completely enjoyable and made her feel alive. She wanted Him all to herself.
    He took her hand and led her from the hotel, and just as she thought she could finally relax, He stopped just before a queue of taxis, and pulled her panties from His pocket. Though He wasn’t blatantly waving them around, He made a show of shaking them out so that it was very obvious what He was holding in His hands if you were paying attention to what He was doing. Trying desperately to disappear into herself, Tessa wished the pavement would swallow her whole. What did He think He was doing? A couple of taxi drivers had indeed spotted what He was doing and were smirking and nudging each other to draw attention to her glowing cheeks. “Relax my girl,” He said. They cannot harm you; they cannot touch you, and would you even recognize them if you saw them again? They may have an inkling of who you might be if they saw you in the future, but they would never admit it. All they are thinking now is how much they desire you and wish they were the one holding this flimsy undergarment.”
    She didn’t know if it was the cocktails finally drowning her senses or His soothing words, but what He said made perfect sense. Nonetheless still embarrassed, she felt herself enjoying the lustful stares. Now they didn’t seem to be judging her, but wanting her, curious about her, desiring her. There was little not to like about those feelings for sure.
    Placing her panties back in His right pocket, He took her hand once more and guided her through the narrow streets until they reached Green Park. The full beauty of the balmy spring afternoon greeted her as she breathed in deeply, and giggled as she swooned a little, no doubt the alcohol showing its effect. Gazing over the vast open space, she felt like she was seeing this place for the first time, although she had walked through the park many times previously. She noticed with satisfaction that Master’s eyes also appeared to mirror her emotions, sparkling as He silently surveyed the park. He seemed to be searching for something, but no doubt whatever it was would become patently clear soon enough. Leading her into the park, they left the marked path and walked onto the grass. Quickly reaching down Tessa stepped out of her medium heeled purple leather pumps and savored the feeling of the warm grass through her stockings. Curling her toes into the fresh green carpet, she sucked in a deep lungful of air. Relaxation flowed over her, but jittery nerves and a slight twinge of fear still gripped her heart tightly as she reminded herself that despite appearances, she was still under the care of a man who had her panties in His pocket, and could happily do whatever He wished to her whenever He wanted to. He could also disappear from her forever without a trace.
    Dismissing the gnawing worries niggling inside her, she tightened her grip on His hand, making sure she didn’t slip or twist an ankle on the uneven ground. He continued to weave their path further into the park and headed toward a cluster of trees. A sensible idea as Tessa’s skin was so sensitive, any excess of sun would cause her skin to redden painfully and more often than not, blister badly. Stopping under a large tree, perhaps an oak judging by its large broad leaves, He slipped off His suit jacket, squatted down, and rolled the jacket into a makeshift pillow placing it next to Him. He reached out to her to join Him on the ground. Checking the area nervously, she noted that there were very few people this far from the main path, and those who were relaxed on the ground like them: couples chatting, reading, laughing, kissing and