She stood there, lost in thoughts, thinking of all the times she'd been his pet. Fetching things on her hands and knees, eating things off the floor, ...dging for him on her hands and knees and even the barking. She tingled a bit as she thought of the possibility that her Dominant man could have -meant- to do this. She pulled out her phone, contemplating on whether to see if he was on skype or gtalk. She checked. He wasn't there. She left him an offline simply saying, "do you know?" She looked at. The long stretch of sexual deprivation was at last over. She told me after the first night we fucked she played the Etta James song At Last over and over, stretching her body across her bed and rubbing her pussy. Even Sandy was upping her sexual game. One night we were watching some movie that an intense lesbian scene. I thought she was going to grab the remote and switch the channel when suddenly announced: "I think I'd try that sometime." I just looked her quizzically. This was a girl who. "Yeah, sis, that's right," he said, "use your tits." Again she moved to encompass him between her large tits."Squeeze them for me," he demanded. Her hands pushed her breasts together, making a soft home for his cock."Please brother, fuck me," she begged."Is that what my slut sister wants?" he asked."Please," she begged again."And what will you do for me if I do?" he asked."Please Phil, you know I'll do anything for you," she said, being completely honest."Yeah, I know bitch," he chuckled, "ok. I was covered in a lacy baby blanket with redhearts all over it that said, "My heart belongs to Daddy". I liftedthe blanket and it seemed to weigh a ton. I was dressed in a frilly, pink babydoll nightie. I had on pink, frilly socks. I wore pink mittens over my hands.My legs and arms were hairless and my skin felt ultra sensitive. I looked aroundthe room. I saw a baby's changing table, but it was adult-sized. There werepink dressers and I saw an open closet full of frilly baby party dresses.