Kennel bitch slut

Mary owns and runs an expensive Boarding Kennels business in a remote part of California. What would he demand of her next? The field is required. This was a choke collar used to obedience train a dog to the leash. I felt the tug as Master grasped the chain between the cuffs with his hands as he maneuvered his cock once again to my now loosened, but sore ass. You had better make me believe you want to taste your ass off my cock or I will be pounding your ass for the rest of the night!

I told you that I would teach you respect and I will. Then, in moment of pure spite she trod on the upturned sole of left foot. Master left the room closing the door behind him. Between being pissed off and drunk she really lays into my tits. I heard the microwave ping, and like a true Pavlovian dog, I began to anticipate my dinner, and release from my eponymous frame. Then, the camera wriggled a bit as it was removed from the tripod. Now, drag your ass on the lawn and clean yourself like a real bitch.

Last night might only have been a hint. My whole collection of belts, paddles, whips, canes and the like was there. All I was aware of for sure, was the cock in my pussy pounding me hard and fast and a new cock poking at my face. That seems pretty extreme to me. Black from my nose was okay, within reason, but red on paws meant trouble. First of all, what is your name?

I felt the first spurt of dog-cum shooting into my pussy, filling me with his seed, and I came with him. Probably some boring industry. I somewhat reluctantly walked over to the chair Master had placed in front of the camera and sat down as he began filming me. He sniffs and scrambles to his feet. She goes behind me and returns to stuff a ball gag into my mouth.