Nothing happened. And then today, I joined John in an erotic photo shoot and this woman practically swallowed my cock. I know I shouldn’t have but I... let it happen. But again nothing more than that happened. There were pictures taken and I was never alone with that woman but it happened and I want you to know about it so we can deal with it.”Mary looked Mack in the eye. “Did you cum with either one of them?” She locked her eyes on his to see the truth behind the words his lips would utter.“No,. . I write poetry.”“Have you been writing poetry for a long while?”“It’s the only poem I have ever written.”When she peremptorily quoted: “Are the peaks I seek as worthy ... As those holding G. H. Mallory?” Malcolm’s face turned red.“By peaks, I was referring to your superior intelligence Ms. Speaks.”It was her turn to blush. Either this young man is very quick, quite sincere, or both. Whatever, I have to put a STOP to this. “I apologize for misreading the intent of your words Malcolm. But it’s. That if my becoming her dog would lessen the pain started seeming a very logical choice.After several days of torture, when my behavior had gotten to a point were she was satisfied I was subdued, she led me from the punishment room on a leash. Heavily chained I crawled obediently after her. She led me to the master bedroom were I saw Lisa for the first time in what seemed an eternity. She wore a short frilly nightgown and was sitting on the edge of the bed. My neck aching I looked up and met. Denise and Ann were drawing their share of attention, too. All three of them noticed, and there was a lot of blushing going on, as we found an empty table.That didn't last long. Ann and Denise's friends, the ones who helped run 'interference' during the week, joined us. Helen, Margie, Linda, and Wendy, were all really nice. Bernie seemed uncomfortable with all the comments about her 'transformation', though. The girl just couldn't accept that she was a knockout.I danced with Denise first..