Fuck! Susan was sure she could see three long sprouting strands of black hair. Couldn't the woman have at least plucked them out before she ventured i...to a public space?The musicians were clearly in some kind of rapture as they scraped their bows back and forth. Their bodies were so tense and energetic that they each resembled some kind of large insect as their arms jerked backwards and forwards. Perhaps the music was good. Maybe it was the greatest music that had ever been performed—Susan was. But it was only twice a week. I scrubbed myself as clean as I possibly could. The others under the line of shower heads with me began toweling off and leaving. Some of them seemed to be in kind of a hurry. Well, the water was cold. Then it was just me and Blue Top. Suddenly I realized what was happening, what was about to happen.“Don’t be in a hurry, little man. I want to honor you today. I know you’re Mantea’s bitch, but today, I’m going to borrow you, know what I mean,” said Marcus Milford,. This couple i had just heard discussing my futureas their slave girl... how they were driving to their summer home inFlorida and taking me to some underground doctor who specializes in maleto female transition.My thrusts with my pelvis were uncontrolable... Chritine keeping a steadypressure on my sensitive nipples and massaging my clit and that buttplugvibrator ....it was all becoming overwhelmingly difficult to not...ooooooooohhhhhhh ... cummmmmmm....as i began to rapidly buck and. He had made his point with this woman. Without actually fucking her until he knotted with her, he had made sure she knew of his dominance. He bit her shoulder in a final act of aggression and allowed the two other dogs their way. He knew their immaturity would prevent them from consummating any union, but they had to learn. Although it is an instinctive thing with animals, experience counts.He withdrew from her white thighs, negligently noticing the red welts where his claws had raked her skin..