I looked at her and couldn’t help myself. I just ran over there and started humping her like crazy.”“Oh my,” exclaimed the first 2 dogs, “I ...an understand why she would want to put you down for that.”“Oh, I’m not here to be put down, she dropped me off to get my nails trimmed.”“Doctor,” the embarrassed man said, “I have a sexual problem. I can’t get it up for my wife anymore.”“Mr. Garrett, bring her back with you tomorrow and let me see what I can do.”The next day, the worried fellow returned. My mistress called me and told me to meet her in the secret house,i couldnt hide my excitement,my heart was pumping hard when she opened the door,she was standing there,pure prefection,long leather boots,and a rd collar in her hand,and said get naked tie your balls and put the dog collar,you have one minute to do it doggy.as i was undressing i notice there is another naked masked waiting in the bedroom,good doggy,she said when i was standing in front of her naked with a red collar i have a. Every fibre of my being wanted to masturbate in that moment, in that sleeping bag, with a beautifully naked Katie pressed against me. But there was no fucking way I was going to. Melissa meant far too much to me to piss it all away for a few minutes of taboo pleasure. While I would forever regret not doing it, I knew in my heart of hearts that I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. As much as it pained me, I wished her goodnight, bringing an end to the conversation, and the temptation. Unfortunately the. When I did so, to my surprise, the screen sprang into life. The careless girl must have forgotten to turn it off before leaving. I frowned; it was on mains power so would have remined on for the entire holiday, wasting energy and possibly damaging the expensive machine.I was just about to close its cover and put it away when I noticed a series of black dots in the password field as if someone had entered the code but hadn’t yet pressed the ‘enter’ key. Izzy must have been about to do something.