The room was a writhing, squirming mass of bodies both furry and smooth, and throughout, grown women were fucking and sucking German shepherd dogs and... in turn being obscenely sucked and licked by them. Some had combined in a vainly of daisy-chain orgies, and not a few "couples" were practicing analingus and/or sodomy.Women were squealing and mewling throughout the room as they made love with their magnificent beasts. "Oh darling," they moaned, "that's it, go fuck your big mama!" And, "Lap my. These guys are grabbing pretty girls for later." Think you can find out where this 'later' will be happening?" Maybe, but first we have to let everyone know the mission parameters have changed."We quickly made our way to the bungalow and entered a richly appointed space with a kitchenette two bedrooms, each with a full bath and another half bath off the common space."Okay, new information," I announced as soon as the door was closed, "let's all gather up."Mike came in, already changed into swim. I hesitated because they showed more than I had intended, for photographs. His smooth talking and compliments persuaded me to go ahead and try them on. He had quite a few outfits, if that is what you would have called the small little revealing things he laid out for me. Greg kept talking to me in a steady complimentary patter."Oh Sue, you are so beautiful. O.K. now lay on your side. Great! Beautiful! You are magnificent! Roll over a little, towards the dresser. Yeah! Great! God, you are. “Three. I was misbehaving.”Smack.“How?”“Four.” She moans, wriggling in my lap. “I was playing without permission.”“Playing? With what?”“With my pussy!” She braces herself.Smack!“With what?!” I ask again.“Five!” She winces. “With Master’s pussy.”“That’s right. Kitten needs to ask for Master’s permission before she touches HIS pussy. You understand?”“Yes, sir.”“Good, keep counting.”Smack.“Six.” She groans as I am sliding my hand up under her to squeeze her left breast. Pinching and pulling at her.