"You're so sweet to love me the way you do. I could be another five inches taller and weight another hundred pounds and you would still be lusting aft...r me. I love you, Baby."With that type of conversation we were soon leaving a damp trail from the couch all the way into the bedroom where we totally tore up the bed. Somehow I took care of Bobby's itch to fall asleep with her head on my shoulder and one of her magnificent legs across mine.We were interrupted on Sunday morning by a call for us to. He's not being a complete wimp about this.Of course, he's not getting abuse, either. They're reserving all that for me. He's just the opening act, I'm the headliner. I went up there after he went in, followed by his friends. Facing the jackals all by myself.I suppose helping me undress is a "reasonable request". But is ripping my fucking shirt right off? Or snapping my bra, hard, into my back before you take it off, is that a reasonable request? Or making all the cow noises when you take my. Then after a round of applause she picked up her clothing and walked away. Pleasure Slave 3613-A was left there for the crowd to gawk at as she waited to be released by the knots securing her to the dogs. Though they then got an encore performance when she licked both dog’s cocks clean once she was released. --Now while the other slaves brought out beverages House Mistress 3397 returned and lead the dogs from the room. She then briefly took Pleasure Slave 3613-A away. Though this was for a. “Shhh, shhh, shhh,” I murmured soothingly, as I rubbed her butt. “It’s okay, Robin, it’s over now. Nothing more will be said about this ever again. Shhhh, shhh.” I continued rubbing her sore bottom gently, trying to soothe her and calm her down. Gradually her crying subsided and she stilled. I stopped rubbing, and she said, “Please don’t stop, Mr. Meyers, that feels good.” I continued rubbing her sore bottom. She arched her back, offering her butt to me, and slightly spread her legs. I began.