He took me in the guest bedroom(!) had me strip and get on my knees for the enema. I waited in that position as he brought in a cold carton of milk an... a bottle of molasses and mixed them at 50/50. Then he got out his enema bottle which had a much larger than normal hose—about ½ inch I believe, lubed up my asshole and slid it in. The cold milk did not help at all, but I was used to uncomfortable enemas. What really became difficult was after he had got it all in and told me to hold it. It took. I was laying on my side, and could not move due to how I'd sunk into the sofa. He then proceeded to mount me, hitting my ass hard with his hard prick. I was trying to get him off, but after a couple strokes, I finally relented. Damn, I never thought it would feel so damn good!!!! I've read several stories of women getting fucked by dogs, read about their knots, thier stamina, but until now, had never once given it ay thought, let alone dreamed I would be, let alone enjoying it!!!While Rusty. Large harems naturally produced many sons. They were not allowed in the harem after age 8. But a house full of pubescent boys was a problem. The solution was to let them have their way with any house slave who caught their attention. A girl on her knees scrubbing the floor, or making beds or serving food was fair game to them.But other men made comments that suggested they were looking for women to staff their brothels. She hoped and prayed that she’d be purchased as a house slave or at worse a. .. there was defiantly something wrong with me, having those thoughts... A few weeks had passed and I still couldn't stop thinking about how freaking hot he was. What I saw that morning didn't help either. Matt was getting out of the shower, when he saw me I guess he got a fright and he dropped his towel, my eyes traveled from his to his toned abs to his 7 inch manhood between his legs. "Shit sorry Lizzy." matt scrambled to grab the towel before ducking into his room. I wanted to follow, I.