One Woman Leading Another On A Leash

Seeing a woman walking a dog in a park is normal. Seeing a woman walking a human in a park is not. Yet, when Nina stepped outside, that was the sight she was greeted to. The dominant woman was dressed in fetish attire, auburn leather pants and a matching bustier that left her toned midriff bare. Her similarly colored hair was done up in a bun. A conservative guess would put her age in her early thirties. She was walking at a confident pace.

The other woman, the one being walked on a leash, was a young black girl with short frizzy hair. She was much younger then the other woman, perhaps as young as eighteen. She had a toned athlete's body, but still retained generous curves. She was crawling along the pavement on her hands and knees behind the other woman. Her neck was encircled in a black dog collar with a heart shaped tag at the front. A chain leash ran up from her collar into the other woman's hand. Besides the collar, she was completely nude. Nina could even see her shaved cunt. The woman was walking slowly, so that her crawling companion could keep up.

Nina also couldn't help but notice the black girl's demeanor. Her butt wiggled playfully as she crawled, and her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, panting and dripping saliva.