A short stroll

A collar snaked around your neck from the right, then you were pulled left from what you only guessed was a leash into another stroll. You gave a little struggle as the three of you walked the warehouse, with you fighting the bondings at your wrists and neck. The latter only snapping back forward to follow the lead. "Man this one is strong, " you thought, feeling lead turn to the left after a minute or so of walking. After the turn, you felt a hand on your butt, "Can't wait till is ours' for tonight, " the voice from early chuckled their body pushing onto yours.

You were a little shocked to not feel soft breast push upon your back, neither a hard-on fitting between your butt. "Is that a trap?" formed onto a thought as the voice's hands began to toy the hoodie covering your corset, "Take number three, and get the suit, " the voice suddenly called to their partner, lifting one of the playful hands from your chest. Taking a right turn, the person behind you pushed you into what felt like a closet knocking your wig off. After exposing your real short black hair, the voice leaned over you and tugged at the soft blindfold...