"Search for the bones". The Mistress/trainer threw three small one-inch rawhide bones, purchased from a pet store, into the pit filled with all that s...it. Then of the dogs had to crawl into the shit-filled pit and furiously scramble, searching for the bones. It was like musical chairs, except here it's six dogs, five bones. The loser is the one that doesn't find one. As us dogs had to bury their faces into that mushy shit, desperately searching for the bone. As soon as they found it, they must. This is my judgment.’ ‘But, your highness, if I may interject,’ ‘You may not,’ the king said, silencing one of his braver advisors. All of them in the room backed away from the king and kept their eyes glued to the floor. None were willing to meet his gaze and he enjoyed that fact. He liked knowing the fear that he instilled in all of the men around him and the power that he held over them. This was the relationship that he desired amongst all of his followers, silent obedience and consent. He. “What?” she asks in total disbelief. “You said I couldn’t get pregnant.”“I said you couldn’t get anyone pregnant. I said nothing about you,” the snotling clarifies. “You are pregnant with Steven’s kid.”“How do you know it’s his?” Tabitha asks. “What about tony or his dad. I slept with Gordon and Felix and all those other men. How can you be sure it’s his?”“Because I know,” Genzo says. “You are only meant to get pregnant by the one you fall in love with. Hence the whole second chance thing.”“So. It went in quite easily and the ogre started his fingering so thoroughly that within a minute the human's hole was twice as big as before.Ennio felt the cold spittle run down his shaking legs as the fiery sensation of being fingered in the butt was giving him all the spasms, and the fact that his dick was rubbing against the wall wasn't helping. There were tears in his eyes but he was also shamefully now in the rhythm of it, if only for a few seconds, before it stopped. As the finger came out.