.....................”Then silence. Zara had passed out from all the intense tickling and laughing. Fiona had seen enough. Her machine was a huge su...cess. Better than she had imagined. Fiona shut it off. It buzzed and whirred as the hands stopped tickling and retracted back in to the machine. Fiona went into the room where Zara laying and started loosening the straps. The box lifted off Zara’s head, the foot brackets and stock was opened. Zara was breathing so heavy like she had just run a. I still wasn’t sure whether Mr Lloyd had spoken to his wife or whether she was even going to be here for Christmas. Usually, she showed up, but was completely uninterested in the whole event. The only part she enjoyed was her seemingly endless supply of red wine. I felt yet another pang of pity for Mr Lloyd. By the end of the day, everything was ahead of schedule. Betty had completely finished cooking and Steve had enough spare time that he was practicing his photography skills. He’d shown me. . whatever... I'm part dognow. I can't help that. I can't BARK stop feeling BARK!" I don't understand..."Diane concentrated hard. "I want to be a dog! ARF ARF ARF!" You kinda are." I am, I know," Diane responded. "And it's that dog part of me thatwants to take over. I've been racking my brain for the past week aboutRoman and that orb and all that. It's all I can focus on because if Ilose sight of that, I'm going to... I'm going to be a dog." Like, what?" Mark," Diane said and put her hands. It will hurt like hell, but will all be over in three minutes. You'll have six raised stripes on your ass afterwards, and you'll remember me every time you sit down for a few days, and you'll probably be bruised for a couple of weeks."Her fingers were gently stroking my erection as she matter-of-factly explained how she was going to inflict my punishment."Your job is to lie there and take it well. Occasionally I break the skin, but usually not. I promise you won't be permanently damaged. You've.