I didn’t know what to expect, but I was scared. XXX I’m cumming!” I squealed, as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my spasming pussy. “Don’t ever forget to call me ‘Master’ again, slut,” he growled, and shot his load in my face. Then before I knew it, he had knocked me down, and was sniffing me. He stopped at the door, and said, “One more thing: you only call me Master when we are here or if I have you entertaining. Thanks for the comments on part one, and as always, comments are always welcome. Slowly I felt his prick moving closer to the target. So each kennel has its own camera, as well as a camera at each end of the walk way.”
He picked up a remote, and
