The town beach

Despite your best efforts to resist the collar, Sabrina ends up dragging you across the forest and into the town´s beach. Your legs are tired from shuffling after the blonde, yet they still have the energy to try to escape the sight of the crowd in front of you.

To Sabrina’s disappointment, no one seems to be interested in taking a selfie with the crazy naked woman on a leash. This is not to say that people ignore you. Just a few steps into the beach and everyone is already looking at you.

Mothers shield their son´s eyes, people openly scoff when you pass them, and you can hear gossip about your appearance. You don’t feel welcome, and Sabrina doesn´t either. “Oh well, this is a bust. Let´s go check out the college.”

“Hold it right there ma´am.” A slightly chubby man with an impressive mustache and cowboy boots approaches. From the badge he is wearing, you guess he must be a cop of some sort. He is joined by the woman you helped earlier, the one that was trapped naked inside the cabin. “You can´t stroll across our peaceful little town parading yourself like that.”

“S-sorry, my friend here is quite the masochist, always chasing after her fantasies. You´ll have to forgive her. We´ll get out of your hair in a jiffy.”

“Hold on, I know this girl. She helped me earlier today! No way is she such a pervert. I bet this blonde is taking advantage of her, isn´t that right?” You nod. Finally, someone who understands.

“Well, you are wrong. If you´ll excuse me, we have places to be.”

“You aren´t going anywhere. You are violating at least three laws! Sheriff, cuff her!”

The sheriff takes his time to let out a long sigh. “Right away, judge Denver.”

“J-judge?”

“Hmhmhmhm.” You try to laugh. You look quite smug, or as smug as a hogtied naked girl can be. Soon, Sabrina is the one handcuffed.

“W-whats going to happen to me?” a nervous Sabrina asks.

“That´s up to the judge to decide.”