At first it kind of hurt but after awhile of it, it actually got where it did feel good. The slave almost begged to cum but before it could Master ha... stopped with it. Then the slave felt a finger replace the wand in its ass. Slowly and gently going in and out. It felt good and the slave started moving its body against it. Then it felt a second finger added to the first which made it even better. It wasn’t too sure who’s fingers were in its ass till it was told to stick out its tongue. Waiting till closing time Wendy came up behind Jane and having her up against the wall told her that she saw her stealing and either she did as told or she would be told on. Jane was so frighten that she wasted no time saying OK and Wendy wasted no time taking advantage of her. Taking Jane to her house and stripping her naked Wendy had Jane crying and begging for her to stop. This only fueled the flames more and Wendy pulled out no stops grinding her pussy in Jane's face coming hard for the. Why? Because I'm not a Wolf. I'm not even a Were. I'm a Shape Shifter, a dappled black panther, another predator.I'm not even sure who or what my mother is, if she's even alive.My father's pack resides in Montana, where there's plenty of space and prey, plenty of room to run. He was out running alone on one of the various mountains that litter that region when he came across an injured woman. He took her to a pack cabin and helped nurse her back to health, staying with her until she was strong. And again. She then stands up to fix her skirt. She's looking at me, smiling. I'm not sure how my face responds to that because I don't seem to have much control over the expressions right now. Slowly she walks between her desk and the window. For a second she leans to her desk, looking at me and giving away another short smile. I'm mesmerized. Is this girl really playing this game or am I daydreaming? I can see her reaching her skirt again as she pulls it up, higher than before I believe..