I had bound her wrists to the pole that masqueraded as a support beam in my bedroom. Her hourglass figure trembled slightly in anticipation. She s...id she was fat, I thought she was the epitome of womanly curves; one day I intended to win the argument on that one too. I ordered her to close her eyes. She giggled that I’d given her a command. I said nothing and merely waited. Finally the giggling ceased and she acquiesced. Let the games begin! Running the deer skin flogger over. Not a human baby. Your human form isn't built to hold what's been growing inside you. Pups have nails. And teeth. And they are big. You concieved in wolf form, so you needed to carry them in mostly wolf form! They are tearing you apart from the inside out." I scream again and collapse. Mark puts his fore arm between my head and the floor, trying to find a way to help. "Mark I need you to get a big bowl. Fill it with water. And get lots of towels. We need to slow down her bleeding or we are. . what, quarter of a million?”Liz nodded at something.“It seems excessive to me, too,” she said. “But if it will make him understand I have a lot of money, I guess it’s what I’ll have to do.”I rolled my eyes at her but she ignored me.“He seems to think I should accept things the first time he tells me,” Liz stated. “Yet he keeps hitting the same dead horse time and time again.”“OK, you made your point,” I said, shaking my head. “You don’t have to pretend you’re talking to somebody else.”Liz. Chrissy seethed with horniness as Daddy deposited her on the bed and quickly slipped off her nightie. She stretched out naked, purring like a happy cat, and watched Ben take off his clothes. Naturally her eyes were drawn to the menacing bulge at his fly, and she could hardly wait for him to get his shorts off. As he peeled his jockey shorts carefully down over his engorged prick, Chrissy writhed with impatience."Ohhhhh, hurry, Daddy, I'm so horny," she cried."Okay, spoiled brat," Ben laughed,.