I walked home trying to clear my head to little avail.That evening I was sat at home trying to watch tv without much success, all I kept thinking abou... was what happened that afternoon. There was a knock on the door which brought me back to reality. I assumed it would be Carl or Esther checking up on me but when I opened the door I was surprised to see Joy. She was facing away from me with her back towards me.“Joy?” I said softlyShe turned slowly with her head down and because she had. " She cooed in my ear again, making me melt. She called me 'bitch'. Normally that would deserve a slap, or at least a good old fashioned tongue lashing, but instead I felt a tremor travel up my spine, and I moaned. I had become a quivering mass of jelly in her arms. What was wrong with me?After she had painfully pinched my labia, and got me to start sucking her finger, she began to rub her hand up and down my pussy. I was still sucking her other finger when she said "You want to be my slave,. It was all so much and I had forgotten the uncomfortable feeling in my ass, until while Bridget was sucking Anne must have grabbed the base of the plug up my ass and start to toy with it, pulling at it slightly, but not enough to pull it out. It was a very strange, yet erotic feeling while Bridget deepthroated my cock. When it became clear that I was starting to enjoy it Bridget promptly pulled her throat off my cock and sat up, putting her ass just an inch from my face."So you're little boy. "Ken briskly combed the heavy pelt, fluffing around the scruff of its neck, down the sides of both cheeks and the jaw, then between the ears and eyes. He'd already set the ear formers in place, glued inside the delicate skin. He had opened each ear, removed its cartilage and very gently scraped the interior lining. This one detail, forming and shaping the ears, was an essential part of creating a life-like mount. Ears are an important part of an animal's "gesture," Ken had explained, just as.