And around his neck was a leather collar, with a leash attached that allowed Janine to control 'her.' My cock was very hard, and she caressed it throu...gh my pants. He clearly liked seeing her play with me....and when she unzipped my pants and freed it, he licked his lips and asked to taste it. At first she said no, but then she pulled on the leash until 'she' was on 'her' knees in front of me. Then came the crowing touch: Janine pulled a set of handcuffs from her purse, and handcuffed Gene's. He just chuckles and shruggs it off. I start moving towards him. "You look like shit that's been eaten by a dog and puked out into an even bigger pile of shit" he says, eyeing me up from head to toes. "Funny, a jumper talking to me about how my life sucks" I answer, although not meaning to say anything once again."Yes, I am going to jump and end my life, but it's not how you think. My life doesn't suck, it's quiet the opposite: My life is too perfect. For about 20 years I have lived THE life. A. The third one was the most robust. I was even asked for my ID which I couldn’t produce but I pointed to my dog collar that had my name GRACE engraved.The guard actually smiled then.“Big improvement on the normal ugly fat cow you bring,” he remarked. “The bids for fucking her after will go through the roof. If I had the cash I’d place a bid myself.”“Any more talk like that and you won’t have a job,” warned Dan.“And you remember I’m your father,” the guard shot back, “and it was me that got you. I had classes from 9 to 11 which I always left quickly in order to make my way to the restroom. I'd drop my stuff in my room and head to the restroom. Invariably, the bathroom was empty and I was able to drop a deuce (or two) in total privacy.Amusingly, I kept this routine up throughout the whole of college and it always worked a treat. Yet there was this one occasion when things didn't go to plan.I had been at College for about four weeks and really enjoying myself, and by now I was in the.