"You said you were tired so why don't you rest for a while. Just stay in bed until you're feeling better. Don't worry about dinner I'll pick up someth...ng on the way home, okay?" he said sitting next to me and kissing me. Smiling I nodded, watching as he left, shutting the bedroom door.They talked a few minutes before I heard the front door close and turned onto my side. I really needed to rest. The sheets hadn't even settled yet when I heard the bedroom door squeak and held my breath. Weight on. Thunder roared nearby and Lynn jerked in response but her shaking was slowly settling as she relaxed into the man behind her. He was warm and as comforting as she always imagined he'd be. The weight of his arm around her and his very presence next to her soothed her nerves. The way he stroked her fur, digging his fingers down to her skin, scratching and rubbing and working his fingers was both relaxing and exciting all at the same time. The constant sound of the heavy rain and gentle humming. “Wow,” I say between breaths, and he laughs. “Come on, we need to shower,” he says, and pulls me up from the bed. I don’t want to walk yet, so he carries me into the bathroom. We somehow make it through a shower without fucking each other again, and when we’re out, he tells me to dress in something comfortable. “Comfortable can mean a lot of things,” I complain. “I don’t know where you’re taking me, how am I supposed to know how to dress?” “Well, put something on and I’ll tell you if you. . not that it really meant much to pig or Mr. Toilet. pig was still Master's worthless a****l, living naked for easy exposure and humiliation for His pleasure. and there was never any reason Mr. Toilet would have to stay faithful to a pigfreak like pig. he can have as many nasty cunts rubbing on him as he wants. pig knew Mr. Toilet was probably cheating on it with other sluts. nonetheless, Mr. Toilet was always good to pig. and pig considered itself lucky to be able grind its disgusting pig.