She was just as naked as I was. Apparently, she hadn’t even dressed before going outside. Whatever the reason, I didn’t care, I was happy enough j...st to see her beautiful body again.I was jarred from my daydream when she suddenly spoke. “Come on honey, let’s go for a dip.”She popped out quickly, leaving me with a sense of urgency. The last thing I wanted to do was keep her waiting. I quickly threw off the blankets and stood up... Too fast, I got dizzy. This only served to frustrate me, as I. As Jeff reached with one hand to push the sliding glass door open, Joyce balanced on his shoulder, she seized the opportunity to try to roll off, only to grunt as the arm holding her clamped down almost instantly."I have my marching orders from the Queen Bitch," Jeff teased as Joyce fumbled for a wristlock, only to realize that she might just as well have been trying to move the wall for how much good it did. He ignored her and marched on. She thought about trying to bite or scratch him, but. “Well, I think I can get Mark to play ball”, she grinned. “You bad girl”, I scolded, “but I’m game, if you are!” Later that day, we had got back from a trek out in the snow, and were warming up in front of the fire. We were huddled together, and I noticed that Mark had his arm outstretched along the back of one of the sofas, against which Mary was leaning back. He looked at me, and I quietly nodded. “I’ll get some drinks”, I announced, and got up to go to the kitchen. Claire said she would. He stands behind her letting her gaze in the mirror at herself in the role of his pet for a few minutes. Emma realizes she has been transformed into his special little pet dog, for him to do with as her as he wants. And she smiles wondering what will be ahead.He leads her back into the bedroom, and Donald opens that one dresser drawer and takes the crop he bought and used on her in the basement. He dresses in just some shorts and hooks the crop over one of the belt loops.Donald tells Emma to.