.”“yes, doggie.. Main nikal ri hu thodi der meh… Sara kaam ho gaya? Khane meh kya banaya h aaj mere doggie ne?”“haa sara kaam kar diya doggi... ne… surprise h aapke liye dinner meh” Surprise sunnte hi main ek dum excited ho gayi… doggie ko pata h how much I like surprises… maine kaha “achha main aa ri hu jaldi se” main 15 minutes baad nikal gayi office se…Ghar pochte hi jab darwaza khula toh maine dekha doggie had his collar on and nothing else… Main boli “arre koi dekh lega!” or jaldi se andar. She had on theses neon green shorts and a sports bra that showed of her inedible mid section. She had her long blond hair up in a pony tale and it swayed side to side has she increased the speed on her machine. I started my work out and couldn't help but stare at this woman. I am not one to stare at women in the gym because they just want to work out and not be bothered like everyone else and I respect that, it was just something about this woman that kept me mesmerized. After about 10 minutes. She always thought it was a weakness. “Could you explain please, Sir?” “Let me give you an example. Say for instance that I called you a ‘dirty little slut’. If you really hated being called that, and I persisted, it could actually cause you a great deal of stress, harm, or even mental or emotional damage, particularly if you couldn’t stop it.” “I see.” Elaine was breathing heavily. “On the other hand, only a strong submissive could handle being called a dirty little slut. She would. A piece of cherry cheesecake and coffee topped off the excellent meal and he told his waitress how much he enjoyed it. He asked her for a suggestion on a bar with live entertainment. It turned out that there was one a half-mile up the road from the restaurant that had a band and dance floor. Tuesday night was couples dance contest night. The name of the place intrigued George and he decided that watching a dance contest might provide some lively entertainment. The Gorilla Cage was not quite.