”“Up the arse!”“Where else would you fuck me.”“Ok, that was stupid of me, you want me to fuck you with a strapon, with honey dripping off ...e.”“Well, sort of, but no.”“Will you try and make sense. What then?”“A kind of strapon, it’s called a Feeldoe.”“A what?”“A Feeldoe. It slips inside you and it has a long cock on the outside. When you fuck me you will feel all sorts of nice sensations.”“Riiiight…”Emma nodded slowly, taking it all in and trying to imagine what the device looked like. At least. Yeah” Jake picked up the phone.This was not a unusual thing, he would often get called out in the middle of the night, it is like there is only one homicide detective in town, well, one good one anyway.He held the phone to his ear, quickly grabbing a notepad and pen on the side table, scribbling down the address, “ok, that’s not far from here” and with that said he hung up the phone.He did not bother to shower, just put his pants and shirt on from just three hours ago, poured some coffee into. My eyes never left the site of Captain and Puppy, and I don't think mistress wanted me too; I think this was part of my lesson. I sat there next to her as she put the pie tin from the table on the floor in-between my spread legs. She took my cock in her hand that seemed to have oil on it again and started milking my cock. Mistress was talking very low and soothing in my ear as I watched and she milked my cock in her hands. The site of Captain forcing the wind out of Puppy and Mistress's hand. Tired of staring at the air, mind in void, I rolled over in bed, pawed at my bedside table, grabbed my phone and cradled it in my hands and its blue light cut through the blackness of the room.I surfed the net and noticed an email from the school. It was a stern warning to all teachers and staff not to throw debris of any sort from our windows or balconies after an elderly man, a Chinese teacher’s father, was seriously injured by a dog that’d been thrown off an upper-storey balcony of a campus.