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Chapter 52 by fleekwoodmac fleekwoodmac

Does Mackenzie get free from the door? Does Samantha leave her trapped?

Samantha gives Mackenzie a few tugs.

“I thought you were just gonna lower the door, not close it!” Mackenzie whimpered.

Samantha slapped her forehead. “You’re so right, can you pull yourself free?” she replied.

Mackenzie pulled with all her might, her skin shining in the sun. The towel stretched but remained stuck.

“Okay, I’ll go around and get some scissors and be right back.” Samantha said.

“You’re just gonna leave me out here?” Mackenzie asked.

Samantha thought for a second then reached forward and took the oily scrap of her former towel in her hand, giving it a tug.

“Well, you’re not really gonna be able to...” Samantha’s voice trailed off as Mackenzie’s trapped towel easily popped right out from under the door. “Well, I guess you can come with.” continued Samantha, posturing Mackenzie and guiding her a couple steps forward away into the alcove. The leash attached to Mackenzie’s wrists in one hand, her other hand gently pushing Mackenzie’s lower back.

How did she just pull that free? Mackenzie thought to herself while slowing down, letting Samantha go ahead. She couldn’t lag too far behind with Sam pulling the towel forward at a casual walking pace. At least I’ll make sure to tell her not to go through the lobby.

“So is there a side door we can go through or...” asked Mackenzie.

Please tell me there’s a side door. Please tell me there’s a side door. Mackenzie’s thoughts echoed like a mantra.

Samantha answered with bright eyes and a smile, “Oh, it locks from the outside. We’ll just have to go allll the waaay around and pop in through the lobby real quick.”

Mackenzie’s cheeks turned crimson as the rest of her face and body went pale. She almost felt nauseous. She imagined Samantha pulling her through the lobby naked except for a leash around her wrists.

“But don’t worry, you can hide behind me! We’ll get you into my office and get that, uh... towel? Is that still your towel from earlier? Wow... We’ll get it off of you real quick.” said Samantha, happily walking half in reverse, watching Mackenzie the whole way.

Mackenzie’s heart beat quickened and throbbed in her ears. I can’t believe I’m gonna be naked in the lobby AGAIN, she thought to herself. And it’s not like I can cover much like this.

Mackenzie kept trying to cover herself, switching between her upper and lower half periodically, but Samantha kept tugging her hands out of place. Mackenzie cringed every time it happened, quickening her tiptoeing to keep up. She endured Samantha parading her for now, opting to request an alternative once they’re a little closer.

“Oooooohhh, are you sure about this?” Mackenzie asked as they rounded the right corner of the alcove. They walked along the backside of the parking lot parallel to the sidewalk with only a few sparse bushes breaking up their view of the unfortunately only slightly busy midday traffic.

Mackenzie was pulled along by Samantha and willed herself to shrink out of the public eye. Her day-long blush deepened in the warm morning light.


“I thought you were just gonna lower the door, not close it!” Mackenzie whimpered.

Samantha slapped her forehead. “You’re so right, can you pull yourself free?” she replied. Samantha was so proud of herself for improv-ing so quickly. I’ve never done anything like this, so hopefully I’m doing a good job, thought Samantha, absolutely giddy with anticipation at what her kinky girlfriend might do next.

Mackenzie pulled with all her might, her skin shining in the sun. Samantha enjoyed the view as she pulled and pulled.

“Okay, I’ll go around and get some scissors and be right back.” Samantha said.

“You’re just gonna leave me out here?” Mackenzie asked.

Hmmm… does she want me to bring her with me? How am I supposed to do that? thought Samantha. She reached forward and took the oily bunched up string into her hand, giving it a light tug.

“Well, you’re not really gonna be able to...” Samantha’s voice trailed off as Mackenzie’s trapped string easily popped right out from under the door. “Well, I guess you can come with.” continued Samantha, posturing Mackenzie and guiding her a couple steps forward away into the alcove. The leash attached to Mackenzie’s wrists in one hand, her other hand gently pushing Mackenzie’s lower back.

She must’ve known how to free it all along, of course! Samantha thought to herself while walking at a normal pace. Mackenzie lagged behind, but Samantha didn’t let her get far by pulling her hands along with the strange oily string. There’s a side door up ahead, we should be able to…

“So is there a side door we can go through or...” asked Mackenzie.

Samantha hesitated for a second. I hadn’t even considered that she would want the alternative! I should’ve known she’d prompt me for an excuse to up the ante… thought Samantha, replying with bright eyes. “Oh, it locks from the outside. We’ll just have to go allll the waaay around and pop in through the lobby real quick.”

Mackenzie’s cheeks turned crimson as the rest of her face and body went pale. Samantha started blushing too, imagining pulling her naked girlfriend through the lobby by a leash around her wrists.

“But don’t worry, you can hide behind me! We’ll get you into my office and get that, uh... towel? Is that still your towel from earlier? Wow... We’ll get it off of you real quick.” said Samantha, happily walking half in reverse, watching Mackenzie the whole way.

Samantha’s heart beat quickened. How am I gonna explain this one? Some of the employees are already onto us about the weak skin condition justification, she thought to herself. Kelsey better not be blabbing to the rest of the crew…

Mackenzie kept trying to cover herself, switching between her upper and lower half periodically, but Samantha kept tugging her hands out of place. Samantha delighted in teasing her while they walked. She enjoyed her time for now, opting to come up with an excuse once they’re a little closer. Got to live in the moment...

“Oooooohhh, are you sure about this?” Mackenzie asked as they rounded the right corner of the alcove. They walked along the backside of the parking lot parallel to the sidewalk with only a few sparse bushes breaking up their view of the unfortunately only slightly busy midday traffic.

Samantha happily pulled Mackenzie along and relished at how embarrassed she was acting. Her day-long blush deepened in the warm morning light.

What awaits them on their journey?

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