Escape

Tiffany realized that given Samantha’s nature once she found out that Tiffany wasn’t on her side the fight she had inside her might die and take all the fun out it. So she started to move along as Samantha went alongside her awkwardly on all fours. Naked aside from her collar and leash as she had been most of the day.

Samantha body now had at least three fluids on it: cum, pee, and sweat. She looked back and the boys hadn’t quite caught them or exited the dining area yet but she wasn’t fast enough to get away if they kept following them. Tiffany was moving briskly but not too fast as Samantha couldn’t really go fast anyway.

They kept walking along the side of the fence and Samantha hoped they’d find a hiding spot soon. They soon passed a children’s playscape and Tiffany started walking her towards it. Samantha was at the point she’d try anything to be unseen.

The feeling of pavement under her hands and knees became rubberized ground and was much more comfortable. Luckily no children were around otherwise that might lead to an awkward conversation or two and maybe felony charges.

Tiffany pointed towards an enclosed slide. Samantha hopped up at the end where children would usually exit it but couldn’t get traction to pull herself up. Tiffany started to push her by the butt and Samantha felt incredibly awkward. Her sister’s hands gripping her bare cheeks was a sensation she never thought she’d experience.

She also knew she was giving her a ridiculous view of her anus and pussy especially as her sisters pushing caused her cheeks to spread. She was ready for this to be over but it seemed like it would never end. Finally she reached a lip inside the slide she could get a hold of and held herself in place.

She couldn’t see Tiffany so she didn’t know what her plan for herself was. Then she was suprised to feel Tiffany’s head pushing against her right buttcheek. She was forcing herself into the slide as well and she was going to be pressed against her ass. Samantha reached awkwardly to pull herself up further as Tiffany **** her way in. Soon they were both in and neither of them could be seen.

She could feel Tiffany breathing on her back there and it was causing her arousal to stir. She hated that feeling.

“Seriously Samantha, nice b-hole and pretty puss. I don’t know why you’re so worried about being seen unless it’s those bug bites but most men can look past that.”

In one stroke Tiffany attacked all her insecurities and acted like she was the one acting ridiculous. She was naked, leashed, stuck on all fours, wearing a shock collar, and couldn’t speak. Tiffany was clothed and could do whatever she wanted, why didn’t she understand that she was humiliated by all this? Was all Samantha could think.

As they waited Samantha started to doubt herself. Tiffany seemed so self assured in her own body that maybe normal people would not feel the way she did about her situation. Maybe she was paranoid and she should’ve tried to get help from those men instead of hiding. However, the way they called her a ‘naked chick’ made her feel incredibly unsafe even though it was true. She felt like she way going crazy. They waited for several minutes. Samantha hated the view Tiffany had of her.

Eventually Tiffany said “ it’s time to check to see if the coast is clear.”

Tiffany slid down and Samantha waited for her to call for her.

“I can’t see anyone.”

Samantha gulped and let go of her grip sliding down backwards and landing on her butt on the rubberized ground.