Tasha's Sheer Single

Jack lets out a sigh, smiling before stating, "Sure.. it can't hurt to try. Hoping you find them... if only to arrange another umm... outing with her?", to which Tasha smirks back. She looks down at me, giving my leash a playful tug before looking back up at him.

"Here's hoping. I like to believe we could still work something out, even after taking off with her so long.", to which they kiss and Tasha simply whispers, "Cya later.", to which he nods. With that, Tasha turns back to me, and commands, her voice suddenly forefull, "Come!", to which I get up quickly, going back onto all fours and walking alongside her.

She leads us on the path I recognize getting here from yesterday, and I glance up at her several times, getting a close-up of her intimate folds, and how little her sheer nightie actually covers, each time. I felt he stone pathway on my knees and hands, as she walked me along, leading me like her doggie. I hear more than a few people, assigned by and going the other way, as they give good morning greetings, smiling and staring at me, naked before them... "Nice Doggie, you have there", and similar seem common statements.

Though it seems not every one one fthem is looking and staring over at me... a few seem to be noticing Tasha, doing her best to execute confidence, as she walks me back, her sheer nightie being tossed about by the cool soring breese, threatening to leave her pussy cnmpletly exposed. Between her purse and my leash, she doesn't have much she can really do about it now, but occasionally tugs at it and hopes for the best.

I find myself enjoying my exsure, and find it amusing how she frantically fights to keep the hem of her sheer nightie from rising up too high. We walk passed the car park, stopping to check her phone for directions. Her nightie flashes up dramatically, then, giving a pair of young men a bit of a peep show, and they laugh at the sight. Tasha simply smiles back and waves before trying, without much luck, to pull the nightie back down. Her face is flush with embarrassment at that, though it doesn't stop her, and she walks past the parked cars, walking down the sidewalk and toward my condo. I manage to remain casual, if only for her sake, as I felt a dampness forming in what would, under normal circumstances, reside between my legs.

As we pass by the parking lot, a young man shows up, smirking at the pair of us... "My my... what do we have here? Did you forget something, I wonder? You don't seem dressed for being out and about...?", and his voice trails off, as he rubs his hands long her shoulders, to which Tasha lets out a loud gasp. She bounces in place, letting out a nercous giggle as his right hand finds her exposed ass, pinching it harshly as he walks along behind her.

She looks a bit nervous, as her cheeks darken in embarrassment. Managing a weak smile, "We... I was made to go by my friends to find where she lives. She was doing a ... stunt of sorts by behaving like a dog, and once we were allowed to... to play along a bit, we lost track of her companions. Now, please let me go?"

He smirks as I watch on, naked, still on all fours and gagged. Unsure what to do, and if it would even help, I soon notice others watching from a distance, and decided maybe it would be best, at least for the moment, to let it play out. I felt my pleasure rise then, and I wiggle from side to side a bit, unsure, as I wait to see how this will play out. He walks around her, his left hand along her shoulder, moving to her cheek before suddenly stopping, "I won't keep you then... but why is she naked? You need to be careful, or you may attract some...unwanted attention, hmm?"

He smiled at that, placing his right hand on her thigh, and she makes a short yelp, bouncing in place, "She was like that yesterday, and our only concern was getting her back to her friends." As she spoke, he ran a hand under the nightie, casually rubbing it up her side, noticing how it made her uncomfortable. he stopped to poke her nipple, his smirk growing as she fell silent. Gasping as his hand cups her right breast, her nervous smile grows, but she says nothing else, waiting and unsure.

He looks her over closely, grasping at her momentarily before swiftly removing his hand. "Well, you two make quite a sight. May I at least take a photo of you two before you leave?", and as he asked, the corner of his mouth picks up a bit as he stares at her face, as if revelling in her embarrassment."

She nods her head, looks down at me, before nodding once more. "Sure....Sure, just let us leave.", to which his smile grew, an almost predatory look. He steps back a few feet before snapping a photo of us, together. He puaes, taking one of each of us, walking slowly around us as we wait, unsure how many are there, and if any of them are with him, would intervene, or bystanders enjoying a show.

She stands still, and I notice how he takes his time, walking around, looking for the perfect shot. Finally, he puts his camera away, and walks up, giving her a sniff, and smiling. After a few seconds, he slaps her on the ass one more, laughing as she gumps, making another "yelp!" sounds, and nervousally smiling. He smiles back, pausing before declaring, "Yes, alright... you may go. I do look forward to meeting your friends, though. Have fun!"

She nods again, whispers, "Alright, let's go.", and we walk off. I notice more than a few staring, and someone walks up to talk. to him, seemingly rather stern about it, too. Not that it matters much now, as she's walking along a bit faster than before... as if determined to get moving now. We make a few blocks before she slows back down to her old pace, letting out a sigh of relief. We have a decent go of it, and I feel my usual pleasures at being so exposed. I also notice she's no longer making an effort to keep her nightie in place, though maybe she's simply growing more confident.

We pass by several lights, and inevitably, we have to stop and wait for one to walk across, where her near-nakedness and my openly exposed nudity stand out all too well on the street corner. She lets out a gasp as someone gives her ass a squeeze, and they laugh at that, "Nice doggie you have there... how much did she cost?", which is followed up by a female voice, "What my friend here really means to ask is... How much will it take for you to part with said doggie?"

Tasha gives them a smile, "Thanks... but she's not for sale.", to which one of them gets close to her, whispering something. She had a surprised look flash across her expression, but her smile never left her face, "Sorry, it's not my place to say, but you can always ask her friends. I'm bringing her back to them now, if you want to join me.

"Glad to, toots.", he declares, slaping Tasha on the ass, to which his buddy and the unnow female friend laughed at. Finally, the light changes, and we make our way across, and now with our new ... acquaintances?

A large number of people seem to notice, and it's rather a busy day for people to be out and about, walking, biking, skating and driving around. None of them get nearly so close, which may have to do with our new 'entourage' we have gained.

In any event, we get to my condo without further incident. She checks the floor, and we all get into the lift. Tasha gets a few stares and smiles... as do I, for that matter. But in either case, I can't make out what is being said. I find myself enjoying the experience, notably finally getting back to my condo. A condo I now share with several young men... whom I agreed to be their 'free use' roommate. One who wears nothing while anywhere on the lot.

I see Tiffany the moment we exit the lift, and a smile blooms on her face as she she;s me. "Look what the cat dragged in! Where have you been? No! Don't tell me! Just hand her over!"

Tasha smiles at that, and looks down at me as if asking if she's the right one to hand me off to. Tiffany chortles at the sight, "Don't worry, deary, I'm her neighbour. Though if you want, you can stay and wait." As Tiffany speaks up, I get a good look at her; she's wearing a black strapless mini dress and a pair of flats. Tasha hesitates then, unsure.

Tiffany notices the entourage around her, "So, our lost vixen has a following... I see. Interesting."