The other day on our walk, Master told me to take off my bra. I did a quick glance around to see if anyone was coming down the road. No one was, so I took off the bra and carried it.
It is good that we live in the country.
He grabbed me by the nipple and started jogging. Rather than let my nipple get stretched out like Elasti-girl, I followed.
The bra had to stay off for the rest of the walk too.
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