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The naked Samantha hid behind Tiffany as she nervously waited for the lift. The elevator opened and Samantha thanked her lucky stars that it was empty.She crawled behind her sister and got on the elevator. She hoped her sister would do her best to protect her modesty. She felt colder as her hands and knees went from the carpeted hallway to the tile of the elevator.

She looked up and there was a camera in the elevator. She cringed and hoped it was only for recording and that no one was actively watching. Her sister hit the button for first floor with one hand while holding her leash with the other. Her firm grip felt like it was unnecessary but she tried to assume her sister wasn’t thinking about it and since she couldn’t talk there was not a lot she could do. Her sister crouched down and pet her back while it started to go down. She hoped her sister was trying to comfort her and not actually treating her like a pet.

She hoped the elevator wouldn’t stop on the way down for other passengers but she knew even if it didn’t the lobby would have a lot of people. She got really nervous and started perspiring. She was not prepared for this. Her tiny breasts were bare and so was every other piece of her aside from the collar around her neck.

The elevator kept going slowly. Tiffany continued to pet her sister while they waited.

“So when I checked in there wasn’t more than like 30 or 40 people in the lobby, so try not to be too nervous.”

Samantha’s heartbeat sped up. That was a perfect reason to be nervous! Did she really not understand being naked in this position was humiliating?

Her sister was now petting her lower back dangerously close to her ass. Did she really not understand she was taking **** liberties? She couldn’t even make eye contact to make a plea because her sister was behind her.

Suddenly her sister ran a finger up her inner thigh and scooped up some juices. Samantha gasped and got shocked by the collar. She fell over and got back up and looked angry at her sister.

“I’m sorry, sis, I just noticed how wet your thighs were. I think we should’ve cleaned up before coming down.”

‘You think? Or maybe waiting for clothes or giving me a piece of your outfit, or letting me wait in the room? Literally all of your choices have been terrible!’ Was all Samantha could think but of course she couldn’t speak.

The elevator finally reached the bottom and Tiffany stood up while Samantha braced herself. The doors opened and...