Theresa desperately tugged at the hat as she awkwardly walked along the stone path.

“Come on Theresa, keep coming, just like that.” the photographer said as the camera clicked once more.

She’d been walking in the park, alone which was perhaps a stupid thing to do, but it had been such a lovely day, with the sun still well above the trees when she started out. She’d walked along the path for a little while before she heard footsteps behind her and instinctively half turned to see who it was.

A few meters behind her was a man, a camera slung around his neck, a smile on his face and something in his hand. Before she knew what was happening he called out “Catch…” as he tossed it to her and she reflexively did so, the cool plastic of the pink top hat making contact with her fingers.

She gripped it for dear life as her hands moved on their own, lifting it to her head and placing it on top of her.

“Awe, that looks great! I knew you’d be a perfect fit for it.” the man said and she suddenly found herself nodding her head in agreement.

He’d pulled his backpack off, which she hadn’t noticed before and handed it to her, “Here, there’s a bathroom just up the path a bit, go change in to this.”

She wanted to scream, to run away, to yell for help, but instead her fingers took the backpack and her feet carried her to the bathroom. It took some time to get changed, but when she finished she emerged and found him waiting for her.

Since then, he’d been having her walk down the stone path in the high heels she’d put on and pose as he took photo after photo.

“Great! Now turn a little to the left.” he said and she did.

Click, click, click.

“And give me a little pout.”

Click, click, click.

“Push those tits out a little.”

Click, click, click.

“Turn to the side and stick that butt out too.”

Click, click, click.

“Come over here behind this bush.”

Click, click, click.

“Now get down on your knees and look up at me.”

Click, click, click.

“Part those lips and close your eyes.”

Click, click, click.

“Suck in deep.”

Click, click, click.

Click, click, click.

Click, click, click.

Click, click, click.

It wasn’t long before she tasted his cum and her eyes grew wide as her orgasm crested.

* * *

Theresa rubbed her head as she stirred behind the bush, “Oh, what happened?” she said to no one in particular as she smacked her lips several times, a strange taste on her tongue.

She managed to get to her feet and dust off her outfit before looking around in confusion. The sun was almost all the way down and she double checked her watch, she’d been out walking for almost an hour!

Quickly making her way back to the trail she hurried back to her car and shook herself to try and clear the cobwebs from her head. It didn’t help much but as she drove away a smile crossed her lips, deep down she felt like the walk had been very pleasurable and she made a mental note to come back soon and do it again.

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