Stacyimmediately reached for one of the bags of cereal and a bowl that were onthe table. The others followed suit."You guys don't want a good breakfas...t?" I asked them. I knew thatsomewhere there was a catering truck that was making breakfast for thecrew, but this picnic table was too nice to leave to find it. Besides,the cereal, bowls, milk, and spoons that my parents had brought out frommy bus showed that they had already enjoyed a casual breakfast before Iwoke up."Not really," Jason said and. They all had silver plates with their names engraved hanging on a small chain from the collar.I, too, was wearing a collar. Just like theirs. Mine was jet black with a gold plate and my name.The dogs all mated exactly the same. Fast, furious, and possessive. I was their human bitch. They were my masters. And I was ready again to be submissive to them.Dexter knew by instinct I was ready. He moved away and with his left paw he pushed it against my thigh.I rolled over on the bed hugging one of the. As others had done, Izzy awoke and pledged her undying love and devotion to me. I accepted that and returned her affection. I realized as I did that I felt a special connection with the small Hispanic woman. I remember thinking that we were probably part of the same soul group and had been lovers many times in the past in other lives.We made love after that right there in my living room. I filled Izzy’s tight little cunt with a huge load of jizz. Much to her surprise, after I extracted from her. Aunt passed from her bedroom into the bathroom and saw me on the stairway and said “well there you are, c’mon stop being a spoilsport and follow me into the bathroom”Incredibly I followed and with every stride my penis grew harder and harder until Aunt sat me on a stool and said, “Now look here calm that thing down or we will have more cleaning to do”, and she playfully slapped my face, almost instantly my erection drooped and I started to cry, sobbing uncontrollably, my shoulders heaving and.