“Oh yes Sir! Please leash and walk me Sir. I’m your little bitch,” I moaned anxiously.“Look at you trying to talk like a human when you’re...just a dog. Say it like a dog bitch,” he snarled as he gave the smooth skin of my ass another hard slap.“Woof woof,” I barked loudly as his cock drove deep inside my body as my vaginal muscles milked his hard member.Our interaction continued like this, him fucking me in an assortment of positions. Me on top grinding my pubic mound into him and riding. I tried to be a good girl. I only touched myself once. It happened in the morning, when I woke up with my hand down my pajamas. I was warm and slick down there, and it felt so good I couldn’t make myself stop. But as soon as the pleasure had peaked, I knew I’d done something wrong. I wasn’t sure just what, and I was too embarrassed to bring it up in confession, but it had to do with sex, so it must be bad. I promised myself I’d never do it again.I kept thinking about it, though, and that was a. She laughed saying ‘Well, that’s a plan! I was just not in the mood for bars, none of my girlfriends are in tonight, but I hate how I wasted this evening… Well, I won’t waste any money on a cab, I’ll just walk home…’ I asked her which part of the town she lived in, and it turned out to be in the same general direction to where I lived, just a bit further. She seemed glad to have company actually and told me so. I opened a beer for myself and offered one for her too. She accepted, admitting that. After a couple of seconds of intense argumentation, Quam used his authority as Master Cleaner to cut the knot. With a determined voice, he ended the argument and opted for the largest stick. It was rather funny how the biggest and strongest of the two pulled the shortest straw, Anna thought. But the Harem had a very strict hierarchy, so once the Master Cleaner had spoken, an assistant knew what he was up to: shut up, and comply! He put the three smallest ivory dildos back into their holders on.