"You be still," she whispered. "I'm gonna get on your back." She petted him, her heart racing, her pussy on fire. "Easy, Thor. Don't move."The huge do... remained still, his eyes following Nancy's movements until she was by his side. He turned his head and whimpered."Relax, boy," she whispered. She gulped back a moment of panic and, on tiptoes, brought one leg over Thor's body.She sighed, her pussy flush against the dog's powerful back. Her heart was pounding; her head was spinning.Thor bore the. .but...I only want...” my wife stammered.“You are nothing but a dirty little whore, I OWN you, whore, you WILL do what I say! Do you understand, bitch?” I heard him command her.Hanging her head, I heard my wife answer “Yes, I'm a dirty little whore and I will do what ever you say, with who ever you tell me to, any time you tell me to.”“Good, now here are the rules, bitch.” he told her “From now on, you will never let your husband touch you with his cock...you can stroke his cock if he calls me. I even get that way when my mom bathes me."I tried to comfort him but the sexual tension was so noticeable that there was no ignoring it. I touched his arm in a gesture of solace and was rewarded with a deep sigh. I slid my hand down to his penis and said, "Would this help?"He didn't need to answer me, a large spurt of cum shot out the end of his dick and hit me on the upper arm. He was very embarrassed so I tried to ease his discomfort by making a joke about it. "Hey, good going! I am honored. Fucked by my master. The collar felt so heavy. The mirror was warming against her lips. Her pussywas throbbing against her hand. When she finally lost control, she swore thatshe could feel the mirror kissing back. Miranda thought a lot about the program while she was at work the next day.It gave her little shivers of excitement. It was exactly what she was missingin her love life; a little harmless fun with a dominant lover. A fantasy lover,but a lover nonetheless. She still wore the shoelace,.