They were still talking about it an hour later when a police detective came to our front door.That's when I learned Marsha went home from my house Sat...rday, still trying to decide between suicide and running away. But this morning she finally couldn't take it any longer. She broke down and told her parents everything. She spent most of the day at the police station. They brought in dozens of detectives and took statements. Then they started rounding people up.She tried to leave me out of it.. And Tyrone would never cum and go soft. It rankled me. Yes I was happy for her, but the shame of it had me by the balls. I had worked hard, unsuccessfully, for two years to to do what Tyrone did in a couple of minutes.Tyrone became a member of the family. It was always the three of us. We used him every time, and every time he worked like a charm. But as I used the instrument on her I knew very well that I was up next. I knew that I could never match the mighty Tyrone. Talk about a. I remember looking over at Lyle and Buster, and I noticed that one of Busters hind legs was not fully planted on the ground. He was kinda standing on his toes with that leg, and sometimes he would raise the leg a bit, and then put it back down. It was kinda strange. I then wondered if Rascal was doing the same thing with me, so I bent my head down and looked under me to see his hind legs, and they where both firmly on the ground. So I have no idea what that was all about. A few more minutes. Now..." I whimpered at first, afraid, but then I thought..maybe, he might be taking mercy on me. So I crept to the door and went to him. He placed the collar back around my neck, instantly leashing me and dragged me over to the entrance of the stables. Here, my Master was standing with the rest of his entourage, including that rude bitch he calls his First Girl.My Master stands over me, gazing my disgusting, dirty, horrific form writhing and moaning in complete shame and embarrassment, and.