The blonde and brunette took an arm each as he was marched to the front door; Elaine's pussy tingled with excitement as she put the key in the lock, s...he thought of the texts of his stories and knew he would indulge her most dominant fantasies.Two other women from the party came in another car; he would entertain six at the house. His sphincter clenched, tingling with fear and anticipation.as he was taken into the house and the door was closed behind him. He watched Elaine's bottom mincing in. It was a pivotal pointfor us. Still strapped down on the bench, after I had made him clean out my pussy,he whispered my name and reached out to touch my stockings with two of hisfingers. I leaned down to listen to his whispers. ?I?I don't know about this?? he said softly, his voice shaking just a bit. I turned to look at him, at the conflict in his eyes. Groups of people werebehind me, some eying the situation, obviously waiting for their change toget their hands on my boy. Others were off in. "Frank's hands were massaging Mia's cheeks with each breath from Chyler's lips as he watched her tits move up and down, up and down. He watched her transfixed with urges cascading through his body, like a man possessed. Suddenly he saw something in the corner of his eye. The basement door."Chyler, follow me!" Frank yelled to the girl and turned from the wall and carried Mia to the basement stairs. He released one of Mia's ass cheeks, swung the door open, and returned his hand to her firm. After all, we’re not dogs. And always make sure that any other animals in the house get fed before the slaves, because, it’s only right that we wait for the more important pets (giggle). We mainly eat slave chow, which consists of the meat rejected from the dog food companies. Our food is designed to encourage us to eat a balanced diet of cum and piss. Some of our richer owners spoil us with canned food, which is basically the dry food, in cum sauce. Most owners remind us that we aren’t worth.