Meek was tethered to Duclos, (a german shepherd that I remember well) and following obediently 3 yards behind Master. I don’t know what happened ea...rlier that day that had Master in such a mood but he was brutal with the girl despite this being her first experience. I kept an eye on the entire session and at times a finger or two in my pussy but ultimately felt sorry for the girl having my own much more pleasant memories to go off of. When Duclos and the Master were both spent they left and. She did – but pushed the uneasy feeling to the back of her mind. Her sports bra was a style choice, her breasts were not large enough to require support, a normal bra would have worked fine. After 19 years on the planet the one asset of her body she was excited to see develop didn’t do much at all. A point of frustration for her. She jogged down the pavement, sweat beading on her forehead in the humid heat of the pacific northwest. Her chest shimmered – and her exposed midriff sported streaks. He sat on his sofa and thought of the runner. He knew there was no other girl like her and that she had to be his. But how? How could he convince her to like him like he liked her? He realized that she probably had no clue that he was interested in her. He planned to make the next move. He went into his basement and looked around. He had to make it perfect. If she didn't like him, he was going to force her to like him. He moved a wooden chair to the corner of his unfinished basement where there. Her wardrobe - well, there wasn't anything in it she would really miss. She wasn't really fashion conscious. She had only a few friends outside of work, and her family mostly lived far away. She asked, "Sir, what about my friends? And my family? What should I tell them?" "Well, I leave it up to you what you want to tell them. As long as you keep up with the tasks I assign you, and you keep me informed of your plans, you can have as little or as much social life as you like. You may visit your.