It started when I was a teenager. She caught me looking at some pictures of her that I’d found. They were filthy and I was enjoying it.“What the...fuck do you think you’re doing?” she asked, snatching the pictures from me. I was confused and didn’t know what to say, just trying to fumble my prick back into my trousers.“Leave it, you little pervert!” she commanded. I left it but it had lost its hardness and just peeped out of the zipper.“I’m sorry,” I stammered.“I’m not interested,” she. "Good I told you that what I want," she said. By the time we finished that discussion punctuated with a kiss Dog was ready to go out. I walked him up to the pen with the rope from the dogman through his collar. Dog didn't mind the pen all that much in spite of not wanting to be left behind. Once I was out of site he found ways to amuse himself."Is Dog going to allow me to sleep with you," Wendy asked."He sleeps with me I don't know how he will feel about being displaced," I replied."Well maybe. Talking to you or John drives me crazy.”Ed watched her leave, enjoying the sight of her ass swaying as she walked. He glanced down at his cock relieved that he had been able to concentrate on work rather than let it react to her fully. The entire episode confused him as he tried to understand her behavior. Why had she come in here naked? That was very unusual behavior for her.Deciding that it would be nice to relax in the Jacuzzi, he went over to it. Before he could enter, Bob came in the room.. .. As usual, she was wearing only her whalebone from the waist up. Her large breasts were visible, supported from below by the corset. Reaching beneath her waistband she removed the tie cords holding her skirt in place and freed it, the skirt and bustle falling away as one. (The bustle was simply a rag stuffed sachet sewn to the inside of the skirt itself.) She was now wearing only her whalebone and pantaloons.Leading her into the hallway, I placed the clothing onto a side table before.