You bastard, I didn't come yet. Don't stop now, 'She whined at me over her shoulder. My cock slipped from her pussy and she wailed in frustration. The...dog was still slobbering away at my ass when I had a brilliant idea.'I'll get you off like you've never come before baby and all you got to do is admit you're nothing but a hot, wet bitch in heat who needs to be doggy fucked.'I reached down and began to rub her clit hard.'Oh God yes. Fuck my cunt. I'm your bitch in heat and I need to get doggy. He had gotten most his shirt off as I undid his belt, andworked his pants open. I could see the outline of his cock in hisunderwear, and it appeared to be only half erect and about 7 inches inlength. I stepped back, letting him kick off his shoes, and step out ofhis loosened pants. I stepped back in to him, putting my hand down thefront of his boxers and fondling his cock. As I did so, his hands beganto caress my breasts, and I gave a little moan, it felt so good. Notknowing what his hands. You name it, I checked it out. I even swiped a buddy's "improve your study habits" self-hypnosis cassette tape for a night to see what effect it would have. (I returned it the next day. My studies did not improve.)When I hit young adulthood I was distracted by erections from other sources and didn't think too much about mind control any more; I had, indeed, after perusing all the literature, come to the conclusion that the whole thing was kind of a farce, anyway. Sure, there was some evidence. He smacked me for disobeying him earlier that week. I fingered my pussy in the shower without his permission. It felt amazing while doing it too. Anyway, this was followed by another, and another. While he stayed spanking my ass, my pussy continued getting wet. When he was done punishing me, he ordered me to take my thong off. He spun me around and I assumed my normal position, my leg up on the ottoman, my nipples grazing the table and my pussy out ready to be smashed. The split second.