. and natural order of things...initiated you... into ass worship... because such copious amounts... ofyour own slippery saliva... and sparkling spit..... drooling down...helplessly... between His legs... and crotch... absolutely fills... Hisass crack... and that tight space... and crease... between His asscheeks... even making you beg Him... to please... turn over... so thatyou can lick... and kiss... and totally worship... His black ass...allover... every square inch... of His naked skin.... The rest seemed like a blur, when no answer came to their summons they broke down the door. Grant did the best to just stay out of the way, it wasn’t until they brought Roland out from the backyard, holding his head, that he seemed to be able to act. After a few minutes the house was called clear, corded off, and the social center of the neighborhood as the whole block was out in housecoats and slippers. The weird part didn’t start until just after a medic had declared the bump on Roland’s head. It merged smoothly into traffic, and Noel glanced questioningly at her."Where do you live?" My apartment is a few blocks from here." She gave him directions, and all too soon he pulled up in front of a brick building."Go on in and get whatever you'll need for a few days at my place. Just act natural. If anyone asks, you'll be staying with a friend."Sally pushed open the door to the building and got into the creaky elevator, As she rode up to the third floor she tried to throw off the compulsion. "We have to get you ready for today's show!"They walked out of the room, Sammy crawling along to the tug on her collar, and returned to the work room. Sammy looked up, and nearly collapsed to the ground. The hated enema machine was sitting in the middle of the room. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she saw it, but the pull on her leash didn't let up, so she padded over next to it. "I know you don't like it, pet, but this is really the best solution. Why do you think I've had you on a diet.