I walked her to her car and she kissed me goodbye.I went back to the bar and it was about 10pm so I had a little over an hour to kill. I sat at the ta...le I looked to the dance floor to check out the dancers. I noticed this skinny sexy brunette. She turned around and realized it was my supervisor Trish. I decided to go surprise her. I got on the dance floor and started dancing behind her. She looked to see who it was and saw it was me and smiled. She ran on head and down my body to my cock. She. "It appeared her date did not go well. "I went to all the trouble of getting ready for a date and that asshole decides he would rather hang out at his friend's house," Sara ranted. "Well first off, maybe a party would have been fun. Second off, throwing on a pair of leggings and a t-shirt isn't much trouble," I retorted. "Well first off, a party might have been fun. But they wanted to play video games. Just the two of them. He wanted me to give him a blowjob before he dropped me off here, then. I wasn't even fully conscious of myobedience, the sound of my weak, shaking barks sounding distant andalien. But bark I did, pathetically, as "Toto" ravaged the last of mydignity.Later, I would be thankful that canines have very little self-control, orat least very little interest in prolonging the act of mating. Althoughit felt like an eternity, it was probably no more than five minutesbefore I felt the dog's breathing growing more hoarse, his thrustsgrowing more desperate. Of course, I was. Just by the door was a high backed chair which seemed to have been customized for bondage play. It had straps around the legs and down the sides where the hands and legs could be restrained. On the night stand was a silver tray. In the tray, their naughty hostess had placed all the items she would need for a domination and bondage session. She had a tube of lubricant gel, a butt plug, a couple of dildos, as well as a strap-on cock. The strap-on cock looked different than the ones Shirley was.