After another torturous few seconds she casually glanced over to him, pursed her lips and nodded approvingly. Her eyes went straight to her screen and...she tapped a few keys.The email read, “Nice cock. I want to suck it.”Chris was in the process of trying to maneuver himself back into his pants when the message arrived. The difficulty of his task doubled as the words pumped him with even more excitement. He paused for a few seconds and typed back, “Come on over. All yours.”His invitation. Little did I know just how much companyhe would be to me. He is about 3 years old and very big,weighing about 175 pounds. There was a lady who owned him and she had to moveacross the country and could not take him. She told methat he would make me a great companion. I brought homeas he seemed happy and began to learn this was his newhome.One day I had sat down and spread my thighs as I startedto play with my pussy. Duke was laying at my feet as Iwas getting so excited, wanting to relieve. I look over to theright again hoping to see Ashley safe, but she's not there, but neitheris the table. I look to my left and see Ashley's beautifully black hair.But something catches my eye, her head looks out of place on her body.I'm not sure what that man did, but he ruined Ashley's body, somethingis wrong. Then I begin to wonder what that freak did to my body, whattype of bizarre shit is this freak is into. I start to hear some sort ofhydraulic sound, and then my table starts to move. Still. He only wanted to hurt me.I bent away from the swing and brought my foot out and connected with the man's scrotum. His swing had gone wild and I had to move in quick or get very hurt. I jumped in the air and gave a kick to his face but the man was good and moved out of the way.He backed up a step and gave me an even bigger smile. He said, "Oh, you want to dance. Let's see if you know the steps." A big man with a big stick is a small man at heart."He didn't take the insult and just moved in..