.. remember? He loves you, too... or at least he lusts after you. I can sense his male pheromones whenever you two are in a room together.” He laugh...d slightly, “They aren’t as powerful as your pheromones when he is near, but they prove that you lust after each other.”“Is that why you used his image in this dream?” Marcella asked.“It isn’t a dream,” he responded. “This is real. It is just a reality that I can control.”“I’m sorry,” she said. “And it is a reality I love. I often imagine myself on. We talked quite a bit, and they agreed to help me see if being a pet is something I truly want to do and if you’re willing to accept me as your pet. I’m not asking you for anything more than your acceptance, affection, and possibly someday, love.The bag contains the last part of my outfit, which I will allow you to give me if we both decide this is something we want. If I choose to accept you as my Master, it will be easy to spot. I’ll simply stop wearing the bikini part of my outfit as a sign. Shudders wrack their bodies and they finish, both buried deep inside her. She shudders and chokes back another sob as his hands scrape down the length of her body again, leaving scratches and tearing the skin in some places. He snickers and whispers lewdly "You're better then the hot dog cart we expected to find down here. Hope you're hanging around next week too you dirty bitch" One last slap to her face and then to her tits and they're gone, leaving semen dripping down her legs, mixing. It was more than a little weird, not seeing her there.The only person at the table was Emily's younger brother Todd, sloppily dressed in a gray hooded sweatshirt and jeans. He'd been busily slurping and shoveling some kind of purple-and-red cereal loaded with sugar into his face as Emily walked into the kitchen ... however, as he turned to look up at his older sister, he'd practically dropped his spoon as he stopped to gawk openly at her tits, his mouth open in surprise and wonder. Emily shot.