I was so horny at this point I would've done anything. She told ME tell me your my bitch! I said never. So she withdrew her cock and shoved it all the...way back in as hard as she could. I screamed in pain. She said," tell me your my bitch". I was then in incredible pain and had no choice but to shout out I'm your bitch please fuck me!To which she said "you need to be fucked like a bitch on your back with your legs spread" and then she flipped me over and spread my legs and shoved her cock in my. He might be bigger than me. Getting my ass kicked would just add to the humiliation.”“Well, at least your sense of humor is still intact. But really, a fight wouldn’t solve anything.”“You’re right there. I guess I’ll be calling a lawyer tomorrow.”“That’s the sensible thing to do. I wonder though, are you going to talk with her first?”“I guess I should, but, damn, I don’t know what to say. I’m afraid I’ll start raving like a lunatic.”“You’ll be alright once you have time to settle your nerves. Great!“I hope you don’t mind, but I feel much better in those clothes. I don’t have to be careful about ripping a seam or something!” Harsha said and giggled. She sat down next to me on the sofa, with her feet on the sofa, and her practically sitting on them.“Well, Cheers. Where were we?” Harsha asked. I said cheers too, and was just about to remember that Harsha had confessed of having a taste for extreme things, when she cried out.“Oh, yeah, the extreme stuff. Well, actually I think you. She was terrified.Just as she started to fight back, the grip on her ankle lessen, but the dog ripping her dress, quickly placed his huge jaws around her neck. In one simple gesture, squeezing her throat tightly with his sharp teeth, he showed her who was the master in this situation. She froze, afraid for her life. One wrong move, and the dog could rip out her air pipe.The other dog sniffed her legs, and started to lick her tights. She didn't move a muscle. When he started to lick around her.