Whip her good. She?s so stupid, she forgets her pussy is dog meat.?As though summoned, the driver of the dog team pulled up silently behind the cat. H... was dressed in parkas like the old world, but the high powered rifle in the sled was quite modern. Her legs were already spread for Dr. Holson to whip, she just needed to roll on her back, but it would mean taking her breast meat out of the piss. At least this way she was giving the mud a show.He spoke to the doctor in the way men did on this. “It is, after all, your wedding night, meine liebsten Kinder.”And so it was. I removed the anal plug, bathed carefully, and with Jack’s help reapplied the soothing gel. Jack took a shower and we both crawled into the king-size bed. Jack looked at my injuries, my marks of submission, and made as if to lie quietly beside me.I spoke. “Jack, I’ve knelt at your feet, I’ve taken your cock and your seed in my mouth, I bear your collar and carry your initials in my most intimate flesh. You have marked. Stop! I commanded when I saw her lips try to curl into a smile. She immediately pulled away and peered up at me with disappointment-filled eyes. But behind that disappointment stood excitement for what was to come. Get undressed! I commanded. Her eyes twinkled with anticipation as she stood up and quickly stripped out of her uniform. I struggled to contain an amused smile when I realized she wasnt wearing any underwear. But I was unable to keep them uncurled when her flawless body was revealed. Well, I almost forgot the meeting - sure, I had written it down, but it seemed so inconclusive with the large events that now occupied my head. So when I finally arrived downtown at Sherlock Holmes, I was out of breath and worried that I had missed her. I was almost thirty minutes late! But as soon as I turned the corner into the restaurant, I saw her sitting there. When I came up she stood and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.I wondered what was up - she had never hugged me except on.