Then I had another thought, I realised she wouldn’t be coming out like before, she couldn’t, if she left the pack she couldn’t just breeze back ...n and besides that her scent would be destroyed, let alone mixed with the team, to a wolf she would smell human, no longer pack. They might even turn on her. I wrote a note, added it to the rations pack to hang up in the tree, then packed my bedroll ready to go back. First I wanted to check on her once more.The alpha was going to breed her again I. I usually work the day shift, from five o'clock in the morning until five o'clock in the evening. While out on patrol, it's just another day. I give out a few warnings and traffic tickets, you know, the normal stuff. The rest of my day continues. By now, I'm hungry, just like any one else, so I decide to take a break. I go to the local mall, where I park my car and start walking towards the food court.As I pass some of the stores on my way to the food court, I notice a woman. She looks to be. It seemed to me that the total submission and the willingness by the Slave to be used, gave a real meaning to their existence, knowing that their Master was happy and satisfied. Sex was just one aspect of this relationship, and I started to realise why it was called a lifestyle. Obviously, the Master was dominant, but that didn’t necessarily involve cruelty or nastiness, and matters only got physical when absolutely necessary. I was relieved that it didn’t have all to revolve around the. The way she was bent over the table onto her chest she had no room to even move much less to escape from the onslaught of the virtual **** her tiny tight ass was receiving.Soon, she was moaning but her moans were no longer from pain. She was well conditioned to having her ass fucked so her moans were those of sheer pleasure."Yes! Yes! Yes! You horrible ass fucking b**st! Fuck your little slut in her dirty, filthy tight little asshole! Show this worthless cum slut she is yours and only yours!.