And your paycheck may be raided to fund the lives of children you hardly see.I didn’t grow up thinking all women were bitches, I still don’t, but ...there are some whom I have the misfortune to know that fit the Wikipedia definition of belligerent, controlling, dominant unreasonable even aggressive. Although I have since learned from my experience, there is a little bit of a bitch waiting to get out in each woman.I used to think of myself as avuncular and jocular. I played sports at school and. "Don't tell momma though cause she said to wear them, but it's too hot"He probably couldn't believe his ears and couldn't talk, Arty just nodded his head as he stared at me.I stood up and pulled the long cotton gown up slowly over my face and pretended to have trouble getting it off as I kept my head covered, giving Arty a sexy view like I had done in front of the mirror earlier. Turning around slowly I put rear end towards him and bent over fighting my PJ's. Then I fell back towards him and he. I could feel his cum oozing out of my pussy. I hurried to the bedroom and cleaned myself up. I sat on the bed not believing what had happened. I had been raped by a dog. What made it worse was that I began to realise I had enjoyed it. I climbed into bed and tried to sleep. The enormity of what had happened burned in my brain. What had I done to make it happen? Was it my fault? Then I wondered how he had known what to do. After all, I was not a dog. Was it normal for a dog to just fuck anything?. Ann can’t ….. can’t…..climax.’ I half-turned to look at her, and her gaze was downcast. I turned back to Gary. ‘Have you seen anyone?’ ‘Yes – a sexologist says it has to do with her being brutally violated by her stepfather, but can’t offer any help otherwise.’ ‘So what do you think I can do?’ I wanted to know. ‘Ann wants me to hurt her, like her stepfather did – keeps saying so, but I can’t bring myself to do it. We thought ……, well, we thought you might do it?’ ‘Gary, I’m a slave,’ I said,.