I heard a growl and then the little dachshund barked again. ‘What’s happening,’ Jean asked. ‘Linda must be home. I’ll go see.’ As I rolle... out of bed I glanced at the clock, 2:30. By the time I pulled on my pj’s and got into the hall the light in Linda’s room was on and her door was open. I walked down to speak to her. Her blouse was open and I immediately saw she didn’t have a bra on. Her nipples were covered. She made no other attempt at modesty since we had seen each other in various. A little over a year ago, she’d gone back to Charles, her first dominant, to ask to be taken back in by him. Both Francine and the doctor had agreed, she needed to start entering back into the lifestyle with submission. For the first year after the incident, she couldn’t bear being near any BDSM. The sight and sounds of someone being dominated, especially receiving pain play, was more than her spirit could handle at that time.Charles had been the perfect person to dominate her over the last. Our minds had spoken during the day, so I had a clear sense of what the next few hours required. I was vaguely hungry, not with the driving voraciousness of the previous night, but with a desire for the pleasure and satisfaction of feeding. I flew quickly to my human home, and entered the bedroom to find Bobby fucking Mattie in the large bed.I again admired my son's physique, and his lovely cock. Mattie's sumptuous body went well with him. I stroked their minds, and Mattie rolled over to sit. The four of us fucked together a lot after that. Me and Kat. Me and Justy. Kat and Justy. Me and Justy and Kat. Vince and Justy and Kat. And of course, all four of us, usually me and Kat, and Vince and Justy, and then switching off, me with Justy and Vince with Kat, in front of each other. It gradually began to dawn on us that it was positively silly for all four of us to own separate homes. So we began looking to buy a house together, splitting the mortgage payments equally among the four of.