“It’s okay Miss, you’re safe now. My forehead bore the word “cocksucker” and I had small drawings of cocks on each cheek. Indian Sex He was a middle aged man with male pattern baldness and a paunchy mid section. I would live out the rest of my life as a faithful pet for my Master and we would be happy and free together. I was his faithful pet and I would always be obedient to him. “I’ll come get you later when its time my loyal toy.” He leaned down and gave each of us a kiss on the lips before turning and slowly making his way up the stairs. We drove for a while in the darkness and I marveled at the lights, cars, buildings and activity. After some time the police gave up on me. Okay but what’s your real name hon?”
“Her real name is the Cunt,” Master interrupted. Come greet your Master girl.”
Bitch immediately moved on to all fours, her udders swayed back and forth as she slinked across the rug to the cement floor to where Master and I stood and for the first time I noticed the black rubber tail that extended from the anal plug that resided deep inside her rectum.
