No

Lucy was so close. She started to penetrate herself with a finger while the other hand rubbed her clit. She was still bent over. She breathed heavily as her breasts moved up and down with the rhythm of her body.

The woman was stuck in between a rock and a hard place. She needed Lucy not to cum but at the same time maintain the bond they had built. Lucy’s eyes were shut so she reached for her phone and sent an S.O.S. to the Lucy network. Those close to her and in the area knew that they should come immediately.

She had to stall. She grabbed Lucy’s chin with one finger and Lucy opened her eyes. She looked into her eyes and Lucy stared back, she slowed her masturbation as she tried to understand whatever the woman was communicating. It wasn’t love, at least not the romantic kind. It did seem like she caring though. Like she wanted to share this special moment with her.

Suddenly a voice shouted, “Lucy?”

Lucy tried to ignore it. She just needed to cum but the woman grabbed her leash hard leaving her totally aroused and completely frustrated as she put her hands to the ground to stop from falling over. The woman pulled her leash towards the voice and Lucy started to 'walk' alongside her on all fours. The thought of getting up to walk on two legs so she could cover herself or asking for her leash to be removed never occurred to her. The thought that this woman was wearing a jacket and could easily give it to Lucy was also not in her mind.

Lucy trusted the woman still and if she thought that finding whoever was looking for her was more important than cumming than it must be. She was still very cold, aroused, uncomfortable, frustrated and humiliated. Every 'step' was an unpleasant reminder that her thighs were thickly coated with her juices. The person shouted “Lucy?” again as they got closer. Lucy thought she recognized the voice.