CHAPTER 10
BRUCE
Did I just hear that correctly? She will pretend to be a dog?
Maybe this is a really odd, self-deprecating, jokey way of calling herself a b***h?
No. She means it literally. Why else would she be turning the front end of the leash into a loop and lassoing it around her midsection?
Fuck me. Said rope wraps under her perky little breasts, pushing them up for my already-overactive c**k to admire.
“Here.” She hands me the leash handle.
Stunned, I take what is offered, still unable to believe my eyes.
Little do I know this is only the beginning.
She kneels in front of me, like she’s about to make some of my recent fantasies come true. Then she gets on all fours—which is the start of even more fantasies.
What. The. f**k?
Is this a seduction attempt? Her perfectly shap
