But that I have offered to loan him any of my slavegirls at any time, including you.”“But as of this afternoon, I’ll be your only slavegirl.”�...�Well, he doesn’t have to know that. Tell him that Faith was my slave as an example of what my slaves are like. And if she decides to return, he can borrow her.”“How many slavegirls will you have?”“Two, if Faith returns. Probably only one if she doesn’t. I think you’ll be a handful anyways.”“Let’s go find the girls,” Jane continued. “You know, I had been. She must have inherited it from her mother because I had heard rumors that her still attractive mother had been caught several times by her cuckolded husband "in flagrante" with business associates with demanding dicks that knew no shame. I had met the upper-class society lady in a relaxed atmosphere and found her to be a brilliant conversationalist and charming beyond words. The thought that she was one of those female who preferred to bend over for strange men and offer them her most private. All she could do was to agree with her hypnotist – the woman that was making her feel this good – and go deeper; become more aroused. Barely audible between her moans, Sandy breathed the words, "Yes, Mistress." Now Sandy, I need you to listen to me very carefully. Even when I put you back to sleep, you will still feel this arousal. It will continue to build. Do you understand?" Y-Yes, Mis-Mistress." Sandy's arousal was making it difficult to talk."Sleep!" Mistress Catherine punctuated this last. Turning her upper body slightly, she's able to see it's Neptune on her back, not Henri!She momentairly panics, trying to disengage herself from Neptune's thrusting cock.He wraps his front legs around her waist harder, locking himself against her and refused to be dislodged.With one more thrust Neptune hits her g-spot, causing her first climax in years, and also causing her to forget it's a dog fucking her. She senses that Neptune's cock is much larger then Henri's was and can feel it expanding,.