If you dont agree, then we can call your parole officer right now and send you back to jail. Do you understand your Mistress, my little obedient slut?...Christy looked a little confused at first and then her shoulders sagged and she acquiesced. Yes, Mistress. I will do whatever you order. I was amazed and shocked and so fucking hard I could almost come just sitting there without touching my dick! OK, Christy, my wife continued. First, I want you to go clean yourself up, get to class, and come. We stayed in embrace for several minutes. Finally my conscious kicked in and figured I should let her get to her homework. I pulled away and let her get to it. When I exited the room I sent a text to her roommate Crystal saying the coast was clear. Several days went by after that night. Every day I told her she was beautiful and I loved her, and every day she told me she loved me and I got my kiss. However we had yet to have another cheat day. That was expected. We had gone from 0 to 200 in 10. The two transports looked like giant gate guards as they approached. “Nervous?” Astrid looked nervous asking the question, Jamie shrugged. “Nah, we’re here to help move the camp to the next phase of operations. It’s routine.” “Tactical Officer Crowley?” squawked his comm unit. “Crowley.” “Be advised, Camp Theta did not respond to comms-alpha. Situation Report.” “Erm, Camp intact, no sign of team though. Will recon, stand by.” “Roger Crowley, Casimir Out.” “Astrid, want to ask your question. . , I can’t think about all those things now ... maybe some other time.She stood in front of Greg, trying to control her anxiety.Greg ran his hand slowly over her tail inspecting her as if she was an object. She shuddered a little whenever he ran his hands over her tail.“Jessica Do you want ask something?”“Should I call you sir or Greg? ... will I be punished if I talk? ... and are you going to kill and eat me?”Mutts are considered a delicacy in some circles, kind of like when people used to.