The fat gang as they called them. They were not cruel and did not make mean comments about them they just greeted them with silence. Except Shorty.Sho...ty liked big women. Not just big women but big fat women. None of his friends could understand why and told him he had to start looking for more normal sized women to go out with. No one said anything about them being beautiful or having Playboy figures, just that they should not be so fat. Shorty acknowledged his weakness and swore that he would. I would love to have Lahr as my sister. I don't want him to be my Alpha."The rest of my decision was logistics-based. How could I care for my family? So what if they were "only dogs?" I would ask around."Give me two days," I said. "I have to find things out."Breakfast was satisfying. One reason that I only did a special breakfast once per week was sensory overload. One magnificent breakfast per week, and a corresponding dinner, was a treat. If every meal were special, then special would become. Rayne paid her no mind, her eyes solely on her beautiful Master. “You mean…surely you’re joking,” Amadashiel scoffed. “Surely one of the boys has plundered her already.” Master’s gaze grew icy as he glared at the girl. “No one has defiled her. She’s too small for any of the males aboard the space station.” Amadashiel gaped at Master and then began to laugh loudly. “But, Luke, she a whore.” “Shut up,” he snapped angrily now. “Don’t call her that. No one but me has ever touched her—“ . Such extreme control required my full attention so it wasn't until late inthe routine that I chose to glance at Maggie. The dark haired girl lay transfixed,her big brown eyes fixed on the display in front of her. I felt her need again,washing over me with such intensity that I almost lost control. Laughing Isent my little puppet towards her bound friend. Once she was there I reassertedcomplete control and had Alicia tare the gag from her own mouth. Smiling sexily,the blonde crouched over the.