Jen hadn’t seen her in years. Our second week would be spent in Santa Angela, Italy. Jen said that there was no way that we were going to Europe aga...n and not spend time in Santa Angela. She wanted to see all of the places that she heard about and she wanted to meet Pasquale and Mina. We would finally go back to Paris and spend some time with Marcel and Catherine and Yvonne. I sat in the room with the light off, looking out of the picture window. Watching the City of Baltimore sleep. A short. In the morning we got up and he made breakfast then at twelve he told me to go in the work room, and soon the first client of the day arrived, most just wanted straight sex but some wanted arse and cunt. This was to be my usual daytime routine Monday to Friday.Each Saturday he would put a collar on me and attach a leash and take me to the club and hand me over to a dog handler who would lead me around the audience who took advantage to poke my holes before he put a butt plug with a short tail. Romantically," she clarified.There was silence for a moment. "I ... What am I supposed to do with that?" I asked, my heart thumping uncomfortably. A tendril of fear wormed into me. Maybe Mary did know about Cassie and I!She tilted her head and looked at me, studied me deeply. "You're a handsome man. You're a good man, too. Cassandra seems to have her heart set on you, Finn. I think I can understand why. I've wrestled with this for a week and hardly been able to sleep." Mary paused to sip her. How erotic and sexual I would appear. Still later yet, when my muscles began to ache, exhaustion set in. I only wanted your approval. A sign that you were pleased. You were relentless with the whip, with your demands. When I finally achieved some sense of your high expectations, I was rewarded with a slight smile, and a "very nice Alexus..."I am surprised at my hunger. I eat with passion, and the food is much to my liking. The wine is one of my favorites and I am thankful for its soothing.