He reached into his bag and pulled out a black collar. "Kneel" he orderedand I obeyed, raising my neck to his waist level. He put the collar aroundm... neck and fastened it shut. Then he reached into the bag again andpulled out a long lead, which he attached to the collar."Back on all fours" he ordered and I obeyed. "Bitch, you're now a properdog on a leash".Then there was a knock on the door. My heart jumped. What if it was theothers."Come in" Charlie shouted loud.My mind did cartwheels. "Yes," she whispered in-between grunts from him thrusting into her. "I hate you. I'd never let you do this if you didn’t own me. Don't treat me like your girlfriend. I'm your property," she reminded him.Jon held a solemn expression as he watched his beloved sister writhe beneath him in discomfort. While he absolutely ignored her wishes in order to establish the current situation, he always hoped she would grow to accept it and him. It seemed as if she had been fighting against the idea though.. ”“Can you ask if I may see Richard? Just for a minute. If he says no, ask him to remember the morning when he came to my room. He will know then.”“Ellen, I will try. It’s not just Richard, though. In fact, Richard will be easy compared with Harriet. I’ll do my best though. Is this important to you?”“I need to see him, please!”Lucy nodded and left the room. When she reached her kitchen she had to sit first. The shock of seeing Ellen hanging from the ceiling finally got to her. After a few. Eric flinched when he felt a hand begin to massage his buttocks. Not being able to move his head he looked with mounting nervousness at his monitor, as did Lena. Eric saw and felt the man's left hand spread the cheeks of his buttocks apart and then saw the right, point the end of the suppository toward his exposed anal entrance. Eric became hysterical and thrashed within his restraints."No ... No ... No stop it ... Ohhh..."Eric's screams were cut off when the attendant pressed the 3/4" rounded.
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