I pushed his legs down but up he came this time for a lick. “Bad doggie,” I teased. He wasn’t being bad he was just being a dog. My dog and m..., completely quiet and alone in my kitchen, only the sounds of panting and now it wasn’t just him breathing hard it was me too and I didn’t know what to do.All the humping, and feeling his long red dripping dick on my leg, and then that nose! That was a surprise, as you can imagine, a shock but a nice shock; a hot shock, teasing me there and I stopped. "Denise smiled."A switch hitter is more like it. I watched you screw more than a hundred men and women at that party, remember?"Lynn was momentarily flustered, even embarrassed."I guess I'm just a slut... Ouch!"Denise had pinched Lynn's nipple painfully."No one but me calls my slave a slut." Sorry... you really are my protector, aren't you." I intend to protect what belongs to me, Lynn. I may do or say to you what I will, but no one else will without my permission." I'm going to like being your. “And I can definitely relate. I think I’m actually developing strong relationships with all of them, even if they can be ... negative.” I continued, then chuckled. “This may sound silly given the story I just told you, but I think that I am in love with-”“You’re not.”Five seconds of silence fluttered around us. “You’re not even gonna let me finish my sentence with this one, huh?” I asked with a huff.“You shouldn’t get yourself confused. These girls are objects to you, and the way you secure. The redhead smiled as he gasped with relief.“Oh yes ... there are other ways to relieve that pressure, most effectively, and ensuring that the same ordeal can never recur.”Quickly leashed and anally plugged after suffering the indignity of having a crowd of jeering women watch him crouch and shit over a cesspool hole, each turd coaxed out and the sound of its arrival with the dank waters below met with sarcastic applause, Minter was then subjected to a further humiliation before being allowed.