With the music full blast and the steady thump of shoe against the roller, he doesn't notice the first few strikes to the punchbag in the corner and i...s startled when she walks past him towards the drinking fountain, almost getting thrown from the machine. She notices. 'Sorry, bet you thought you were alone'. 'I did, no worries though'. She smiles and continues to the water. He watches as she leans forward to drink. His pace slows. She is clad in a sports top, cycle shorts and is still wearing. He was just my type: built and smooth. I was more than a little curious about his cock too. I like them big. Something about a well endowed man really made me feel submissive and small.I was lost in those thoughts as I made the rest of the way to her house. I had a raging erection when I got there, so I had to wait a minute until I calmed down. After my cock got down to half mast, I walked up the sidewalk and knocked on the door. Desiree answered. She had on a lavendar negligee that just barely. Everytime I came to close to him he'd have kicked or beaten me from frustration. Everyone was able to see me suffering under the situation, becoming more and more listless, never willing to play, never willing to do my training, simply eating and sleeping, trying not to get beaten up for being what I am… A dog. It went on one month like that and I hardly came out of my basket except for my walks in the park with you or being fed. But his allergy even got worse and so there must have been a one. "No, you have not," he answered in a quasi-serious tone. "But I'm glad to hear it." He brought the juice and the bread over to the table ("Careful, hot buns") and went back to check on his eggs. After ensuring that she liked her bacon crispy ("I love crispy"), those were brought over as well.Half an hour later, their appetites were satisfied. The two of them cleared the table, collected the breadcrumbs for feeding the birds, and went into their respective rooms to get properly dressed. Spencer.