It was a bloody great brown bear. It ambled around the corner still following its nose. ‘The fucking thing is huge,’ thought Allan still rooted to...the spot.‘Why the fuck would Que had brought bears to Queland?’ he thought illogically. He couldn’t think of a logical reason, but according to his eyes, it was a bloody bear.The bear stopped. Allan was now staring at the bear, face to face. He was not sure who was more surprised, the bear or him. The bear sniffed the air and twisted its head to look. “All these positions! I want to try them!”She was paging through the section of the book which had lots of illustrations.“Wait!” she gasped, as she turned the page. “Bondage? Whoa! He has her tied to the bed!”“That might be fun,” I grinned.“And then I can tie YOU to the bed?” she asked with a silly smirk.“I suppose turn-about is fair play.”“And threesomes?”“That might not be the best idea,” I said carefully.“Not saying I would, but why?”How could I tell her that I was concerned about going down. He pulled her by her hair and bent her over his desk aggressively. He looked at her body, glistening with sweat from being nervous, and slowly reached down to rub her pussy. She quickly jumped as his strong hands cupped her virgin pussy. “ I heard you’re a virgin, and I have noticed you staring at me a lot ms. Kasey. Today I’m going to make you my pet, and mine alone, after today, your body will belong to me, do you understand?” She shook her head no, only to be responded by a hard smack across. She walked over to the chaise lounge but felt his hand on her shoulder.“No, not there, over there,” he gestured over towards an old cabinet that looked like it was serving as a work bench. “You screwed Buddy like he was a man, but I’d kind of like to screw you sort of dog style; from behind, only standing.”She went over and stood in front of the cabinet compliantly. She felt his hands slide up her back, under her shirt, and unhook her bra. Then he reached around her, his hands freeing her.