KillerBitch: Hello. CareBear: Well done. I’ve just sent it back to you. Her laptop beeped as the message arrived. She opened the attached document f...le and found no changes at all to her words. KillerBitch: Did you even read it? You haven’t done anything. CareBear: It didn’t need anything — it was a good piece of writing. KillerBitch: Thank you. Once more she felt a child-like pride in having pleased him. Yet she found herself having to remind herself to be wary. She knew nothing about this. What a view he must have I thought to myself.And with that Mr. Willis started slapping my butt, shaking it with his fingers and kissing it, massaging the sides and rubbing it. I loved all the attention I was getting. It felt good, it felt empowering. I leaned down then, into Mr. Willis’ huge bulge that had grown in his pants. I straddled his spread legs and moved back and forth. I could already tell his cock was massive, and I was aching to get a hold of it. I wanted to feel it, touch it, and. ..” He nodded to me.I said, “What’s the next step? To bond.”“First we imprint.” He looked around the loft again, “Adam will fit.”Vanessa and the kids watched, fascinated, as the portly man from Hyères on the Mediterranean, put Adam through his paces.First Renard sat me beside him on the floor in front of the cage. Put his arm around my shoulders, patted my left knee, then my right. Demonstrating, I guess, that I was one of the good guys.He looked directly at the dog and spoke to him in French.. I pulled the vibrator from her mouth and set it in the floor where she could see it as her head was bowed and she was still sobbing. I began to question her."Who is your Master, Me or the vibrator?" She answered, "You Sir, You are my Master." Who do you submit to, Me or the vibrator?" Again, she answered "You Sir. I submit to you." What is my rule that you broke?" She answered "No masturbation or play two days before we meet." So why did you break MY rule?" Through her sobbing and tears, she.