Chapter 27 – Walking Naked (1)
“Oh, where are you going tonight, lady?”
“Oh, I just want to take a walk in the garden.”
“The weather is a bit chilly. Wouldn’t it be nice to do it tomorrow?”
“It’s okay to dress warmly. Then I will go.”
“Your lady. Be careful.”
To end the day, a group of students took notice of Isabella as she descended her stairs. Ciana silently clung to Isabella’s back. Covering the hem of her own skirt with her little bag in her hand.
Fortunately, the users did not notice. Cianna slowly put her bag away as they chatted among themselves and looked sideways at them as they climbed the stairs again.
If they had looked at Sianna carefully, they would have noticed the unnatural curves in her skirt that bulged out from under her skirt.
After going through the gate of the mansion and down the stairs, the two of them did not say a word until they reached a little deeper in the garden. Only after the two bodies were completely covered by a high bush, Isabella burst into a soft laugh and grabbed Cianna by the tail.
“Are you that shy?”
Shame was an understatement. Because Shiana was feeling humiliated right now. She thought she had given up on herself, that she had hit a rock bottom where she couldn’t go any further, but there was always a bottom that was worse than that.
In Sianna’s case, the process of creating her ‘tail’ made her realize that. Her furry fake animal tail, which was made so that her fabric had no choice but to have curves, and the extreme foreign body and mental fatigue that the end gave to her own body continued to torment her.
Isabella laughed at her and gently waggled her tail as if she were about to pluck it. I could feel Siana’s body bristling with tension. She yanked her hand from her hip and pulled her bag from her hand.
“Why are you shy? How is it that bitches have tails?”
Isabella pulled her leash from her bag. She agreed to take her leash back from her garden at Cianna’s behest.
“Why is my bitch so shy to wear a leash? It’s common sense for dogs to be on a leash.”
Sianna said nothing with her blushing face. Isabella did not expect an answer either.
“Take off your clothes.”
At Isabella’s command, Cianna undressed her. When her naked body under her clothes met the air of an early autumn night, a gentle goosebumps set in. Taking off her shoes, tights, and underwear, she handed them to Isabella.
As Isabella put her clothes in her bag, she looked at Cianna naked.
A naked body without a single thread. The only thing that covered her was her tail, which she so desperately wanted to get away from her body.
A woman standing naked in a moonlit garden, and a beautiful woman with an object imitating a beast inserted into her body.
The sense of immorality brought about by her former status, the attitude of trying hard while remaining calm, the trembling mouth that shows an honest response, and the trembling body.
It was the reaction Isabella had longed for.
“Wait.”
Sianna knelt down and clasped her hands together as she had before.
“Ruler.”
Isabella threw her leash in front of her ciana. Her thin, sleek hands, her Sianna, lifted what had once been her own pet dog’s.
The object that symbolized her complete control and her master-servant relationship, her hand gently lifted the shackles of her subservience, her siana turned to her own neck.
Her bright red leather passed through the cold silver buckle and wrapped around the pure white Shiana’s neck. It took a little time to put on the leash by herself, but each and every one of them was engraved in her mind.
Eventually, Ciana finished her dog’s collar and thrust the end of her leash into Isabella with both her hands. She servilely bowed her face, where she once was full of arrogance.
Her white hand, as soft as Cyanna’s, held her red thong in her hand and lifted it up. Moving her body as her string led her, Cianna was soon able to face her eyes, purple with excitement.
“… It’s dirty.”
Isabella took her towel from her bag and brushed the dirt off her Cianna’s legs. After putting her towel back in her bag, Isabella gave her a tug on the leash.
“Shall we start a walk?”
Shiana answered with a slight frown on her face, feeling the pain of the ropes that strangled her own throat.
“Bruise.”
Isabella looked at Cianna’s back as she walked ahead with her leash around her neck. A beautiful human body as if sculpted, a disparate tail that swayed and moved whenever she walked, and an object that should have been hung from a beast was adorning her neck.
The fact that she was a woman who had once been a noble woman, and that she made herself do things that others would call her slut gave her a thrilling sense of accomplishment.
Isabella drew her line short. Cianna coughed lightly as if her leash was uncomfortable.
“Not that way, this way.”
Isabella continued her walk through the labyrinthine gardens. Siana followed her wishes without much resistance.
Perhaps it was because, although naked, her tall bushes shielded her from the mansion, Isabella smiled silently as she drew her rope as she watched Cianna move without hesitation.
“Not over there, this way.”
Isabella continued to lead Siana. As she reached her desired location, her Sianna expression turned to perplexity. Isabella walked up behind her and whispered in her ear.
“What’s wrong, Siana?”
The eyes of her Sianna looking back at her, she was the eyes of a dog looking at her master, not knowing what to do. Isabella just smiled and touched her ciana’s body. She looked around her, caressing her soft breasts.
It was noticeably lower than before, and the section where the bushes that reached only to the waist began came into view. Beyond that, there is no bush at all, so even the space in plain view from the mansion.
“What are you doing, Siana? Do you like to go for a walk?”
She gently pinched the tip of her breast in her hand. Sensing her nipples hardened little by little, Isabella kissed her lips on Cianna’s cheek and whispered into her ear again.
“Oh, are you scared because the bushes are lowered? Seriously, our bitch is so timid, what should we do?”
I could feel Sianna’s trembling at her fingertips. Is it because of the autumn weather, or is it because of the constant stimulation? Maybe it was both. Isabella whispered in her ear.
“You know what to do if you don’t want to be found out?”
Soon, Cianna’s body slowly slid toward her floor. She put her hands and knees on the soft dirt floor and raised her head to face her. Her ears, visible from the sides of her Cyana hair, were stained red like a well-read fruit.
“Look. You can do it!”
Azabella smiled and squatted down to praise her pet dog. Although Ciana hasn’t been rubbing her hair as gleefully as other bitches, Isabella is determined to be content with this.
The two started walking again. It wasn’t too far to go through the open space after the low bushes to the beginning of the tall bushes, but walking on unfamiliar four legs was a different story.
And, of course, Isabella had no intention of cooperating with Cianna’s busy pace. As she gradually passed through a space without bushes, Siana’s steps gradually became faster. Isabella smiled and clasped her hand.
Watching Sianna’s white naked body exposed in the open space, Isabella looked around her pretending to be relaxed.
“Yes, Siana. This is a section that can be seen from the mansion, do you know?”
She continues to ask, enjoying the urgent look on her face as she looks back.
“It’s a visible part from my room, so I sometimes watch it in the evening. But if our Cianna gets caught doing something like this pervert, she’ll be in big trouble-.”
Enjoying the desperate tension she felt on her leash, Isabella turned her head in the direction of her mansion.
“Hmm, if I shout just once here, everyone in the mansion will come and see our Siana, right? If you know a beautiful woman like Cianna, what will people look like when they find out that she is a slut who likes to go for naked walks like Pervert?”
As if her dog grunted when it was uncomfortable, Cianna’s expression became contemplative. She really looked like a puppy, and Isabella thought it was cute.
“Do you want to take a quick walk?”
At her question, Shiana nodded her head furiously.
“There is no answer?”
“Bruise!”
Lani, a woman who barks at her desperation, Isabella stomps her steps with a smile on her face. It wasn’t until the tall bush again that Siana stopped her steps and caught her breath. With dirt on her hands, arms, legs and thighs, her panting figure with a tail on her hips.
“It’s ugly.”
Isabella again took her towel from her bag and lifted her ciana. All over her body is muddy.
“But…”
It was beautiful. The beauty of lust that blooms from uncleanness. Isabella carefully wiped her body with a towel. My slave, bitch, was mine.
That beauty that no one can compare with, that mind that is becoming obedient to oneself as it wears out, that immature body that hates itself to the extreme but is honest in its handling.
She didn’t want to give it to anyone.
“Because I am the owner.”
Only the owner could treat his own things carelessly. After Isabella brushed the last handful of dirt off her ciana’s body, she stroked her hair and opened her mouth.
“You can talk from now on.”
Anxiety flashed in Sianna’s eyes, but she soon returned to her resignation. Isabella stroked her hair, feeling satisfied with her change.
“To be honest, do you want to stop walking?”
Anxiety flickers in her dark green eyes. It was to her liking that Isabella contemplated her answer as her Ciana tried to satisfy her.
“… No sir.”
The answer came after a long hesitation. Isabella snorted her lightly.
“Really, I told you not to roll your head.”
Isabella deliberately pulled her head hard, her Sianna’s face contorted in pain.
“I’ll let you go this time. Because I want to make an offer.”
“Proposal… What?”
“Huh. If you do one thing, one thing I command, I’ll end my walk here today. If not, I will continue walking. Until I am satisfied.”
Isabella smiled at Cianna, who still looked at her suspiciously.
“It’s nothing. It’s what you normally do every day. But…”
“I will.”
Isabella doubted her ears for a moment. She looked at Siana, hiding a little surprise.
“… If you do this, today’s walk will be finished… ?”
The voice of resignation that came out of Shiana’s mouth was very different from the voice of her former self-confidence.
Isabella smiled and stroked her hair affectionately.
“Good posture, Siana.”
She pulled her leash closer. To the extent that the slightest movement of her head could kiss her. Even if she kissed her now, even if she slapped her on the cheek, Siana’s eyes wouldn’t change.
That much was within her tolerance.
I wanted to let her know that her bottom has a bigger bottom too. Her calm face collapsed again, and she wanted to make her dry eyes sob again.
“Then, like a good dog, shall we mark the territory just once?”
