More playfully then harsh

Your girlfriend growls as you and Tom leave her at the mercy of Leyla. You also leave your backpack close to them which still includes the leather leash and a roll of duct tape - both of which are already in the hands of Leyla.

“Well, then let’s get started, since you are a **** I think you don’t deserve clothes. Give them to me. Your shirt first. I trust Tom and I assume Max knows every square inch of your perky boobies. Or at least I would expect that if he was my boyfriend.”

“Here,” Jenny growls and pulls off her shirt and reveals her round tits.

“Next time it’s: Yes, mistress.” Leyla commands, “now give me your hands!”

Jenny lifts her hands and Leyla ties them together with the leash. She seems to have a lot of practice and she's very good at it.

“You have such great tits,” Leyla says while grinning and kisses each of your girlfriend's nipples, “and you don’t even wear a bra you little slut. Max is such a lucky guy that he can call a girl like you his ****.”

Jenny mumbles something but keeps her blushing head down.

“Very well, since you have nothing to say, let’s take care of your pants next,” Leyla suggests and immediately pulls Jennys pants down to her ankles, “well, at least you wear a pair of panties you naughty girl.”

Jenny really has a great ass. You've always liked it and the grip and the form are perfect. And the tiny, black slips Jenny uses to wear always drive many men around her crazy. Right now your girlfriend's ass is almost naked and points in your direction. You can feel how your penis get's hard just by looking.

“What a fine ass,” Leyla says and grabs it with both hands, “You know I was always jealous of this ass. Sometimes when we were alone during homework I thought about pulling down your pants and kissing your ass. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do now. Do you mind if I take a picture of your perfect ass?”

“You have to ask Max,” Jenny answers presses, “he is my master. At least until we get home and I kill him.”

“Do as you like,” you say grinning, “but send me a copy!”

Leyla laughs and kneels next to Jenny then she presses her lips on the almost naked ass cheek and gives it a very passionate kiss and she leaves a big print of lipstick on your girlfriend's ass. Smiling she takes a selfie with the lipstick print clearly visible.

“Fuck, I love this picture,” Leyla says giggling, “hey, Max, you can marry her if you want. But this ass belongs to me.”

“Fine, you had your fun and proved I’m a submissive little bitch,” Jenny growls and pulls on her bounds, “delete the pic and untie me!”

“Hell no, this is my new desktop background,” Leyla says with an evil grin, “speaking about bitches, I remember Max called you puppy before. Do you like that? Do you like being a human's little pet? Come on, bark for me!”

“Fuck you, mistress,” Jenny answers and smiles.

“Oh, you are a bad puppy,” Leyla says, twirls Jenny's shirt and smacks it across your girlfriend's butt.

“Fuck, that hurts,” Jenny cries and tries to cover her ass, which is fruitless with her hands still tied together and her pants at her ankles., “stop and untie me!”

Instead of stopping Leyla reaches between Jenny's legs and starts to massage her pussy roughly. Jenny and gasps while Leyla whips her with the shirt again.

“Bad puppy!” Leyla says grinning every time she whips your girlfriend's ass, “bad, bad Puppy. You are a shame to your owner. Do you get horny when I massage your pussy? Are you that dirty?”

From where you sit you can see Sammy between some leaves. The fairy is fingering her pussy again and seems to enjoy the show. Leyla enjoys her power too and seems to get a real trip. However, Jenny seems to be enjoying her punishment too. She moans in pain and pleasure while her pussy drips.

“Yes, you are a dirty puppy,” Leyla says grinning while massaging Jenny's pussy even faster, “getting so wet from being spanked and groped. Bad dog. Shame on you, bitch.”

Suddenly Jenny stops moaning and instead growls deep. And for a moment you saw her eyes turning to wolf eyes. Instinctively you look up but there is no sigh of the moon. It’s still daytime. Then as suddenly as a lightning, Jenny tears the leather bonds apart. The leash was made of real leather and should be tear-resistant. But in this case, it was torn apart like paper. Before you or Tom can react, Jenny jumps at the confused Leyla and pulls her to the ground. There she grabs her shirt and throws it away. It lands somewhere in the branches close to Sammy.

“No, help, don’t hurt me!” Leyla cries in panic, “please! I didn’t mean to upset you! I thought you liked it.”

You and Tom are at your girls' side immediately. While Tom doesn’t understand what happens you fear that somehow Jenny's animalistic nature has kicked in. And you're probably right, as Tom tries to pull his girlfriend away Jenny growls like an aggressive wolf so your old friend steps carefully back.