It was so good and I dint want him to stop, when he did he redressed me and walked me back to the cage. This happen everyday and when he wasn't fuckin... me he was using hypnosis to turn me more and more in to a dog until all my thoughts was out my head.The next day came and Martin released me from the cage for the day and he also let all the other animals out the barn so he could clean it out. Then he said "this is a lot of work for one person so tomorrow Sophia and Charlotte are going to be. 50pm.Indeed, why on earth did she text back to say she would be here, for even after Catherine had blitzed her clothing on Monday, those feelings of guilt and her inbred sense of right and wrong were never far away.Catherine’s whole morning had been spent in nervous excited anticipation twinned with self recrimination, but these thoughts struggled to overcome Catherine’s yearning to be sexually subjugated, controlled, and dominated, and so that morning, Catherine convinced herself there really. In fact, she took quite a bit more time than necessary, enjoying the effect she knew she was having on David - an effect that was somewhat spoiled when she had to struggle and tug at the wet fabric to get it past her hips and thighs without ruining her thigh-high stockings. And when the skirt finally fell around her ankles Chelsea was somewhat mortified to discover that her panties were equally soaked...and therefore nearly translucent. It was somehow more obscene than it would have been if. “I’m sorry,” I said. “We didn’t realize we were that loud.” I added.“Mom, I’m old enough to know my parents have sex. I just figured the afternoon was because you were old. Kind of like an early bird special.” She teased.“We’re not that old,” I responded with mock indignation.“Obviously not, ” she said. Then to the tune of the c***dren’s song ‘head shoulders knees and toes’ she started singing, “Mouth, my hair my face or tits, face or tits, Mouth, my hair my face or tits, face or tits,”I.