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Chapter 19

Roxanne could see that Savannah was indeed very serious about her opening the door naked as she was. Still she couldn't actually do it. She had put up with a lot, but this was going way to far for her. She might be a huge pervert, but that didn't mean anyone else had to know.

Savannah could see the inward struggle Roxanne was dealing with. She could even understand it. Honestly she had expected the girl to refuse at some points now that she had decided to push things further. She wasn't even truly a pervert, so Savannah knew how horrified the girl must feel. To her it was just amusing though. Cause along with the horror and embarrassment over all those terribly perverted deed Roxanne couldn't help but feel overtly aroused constantly due to her earlier suggestions.

"Roxy! Are you going to open that door or what? Don't make me get angry girl. You have been very good so far, but I advise you not to spoil that." Savannah said sternly trying to get Roxanne moving on her own accord after all. She just stayed quiet and looked down at the ground however. Clearly not planning to move an inch.

It was a joy to see how Roxanne couldn't find the strength within herself to talk back. The girl was still not doing as she was told though and so Savannah needed to take matters in her own hands.

"Alright, since you are clearly refusing to cooperate you leave me no other choice but to do this myself. After all we can't keep our guest waiting, now can we?" Savannah replied with a mock tone of annoyance lifting her heavy butt off the couch. Raising high above her naked kneeling roommate.

Instead of going to the door like Roxanne had expected though the girl stooped down and grabbed a tight hold of the leash attached to the collar she couldn't take off by herself. Before Roxanne fully realised what was happening, she felt a strong tug at her neck. She tried to stay in place, but Savannah's pull combined with how her neck wasn't that strong left her no other choice than to quickly crawl behind her roommate to try and relieve some of the painful pressure.

Roxanne realised full well that she was going to appear at the door naked and crawling as she was. It enveloped her in a deep sense of dread, but there was nothing she could do to prevent it. With the taut pull she couldn't detach the leash, and her collar could only be removed with the key dangling from Savannah's anklet. She was doomed, and she knew it.

Once again Roxanne had defined her Goddess, and once again she was sorry. She was mainly angry at herself for being so stupid and not thinking far enough. After all even if Savannah had gone to open the door she would still be naked in the living-room so being seen really was inevitable.

Now she would just appear at the door all the same, but she would surely get punished for it. She always got punished when she did something Savannah disapproved of and she doubted this was going to be an exception. Despite all the dread she felt however her pussy was simply throbbing. As bad as this all was it turned her on greatly which only added to the girl's shock.

"Okay Roxy, you get another shot at redemption. This won't make up for your disobedience completely, but it is a start. If you sit nice and upright on your knees, arms by your side when I open the door I will forgive your infraction partially." Savannah spoke down at her roommate once they arrived at the door.

With a bright blush on her cheeks and a throbbing pussy Roxanne did exactly that. Her plight was already bad enough as it was. Denying Savannah again would only make things worse. Upon taking the position she realised it made her perky breasts stand out completely showing them off to whoever would be behind that door. It also showed off her heart shaped trimmed pubic hair with the letters showing. Savannah's ownership clearly readable.

Savannah looked down at her roommate, or better her pet toy. It really was a better description for what Roxanne was now. You couldn't call them equals by any stretch of the imagination anymore. Just a look at them like how they stood there at the door said more than enough about the the place in this strange partnership they both held.

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