Episode 26: Leash Agreement

After an evening bubble bath to relax herself Margo Needy crawled out and dried off. Wrapping her towel about herself she let out her bath water and prowled the halls wet. By wet, her pussy! After her heated debate with roomie Heath Talbot over dominance she tried to sort out exactly how to do what he wanted without losing her identity. While loving sex and being dominated was all good, living life as a fulltime slave without Darryl her late husband, just wasn’t what she was ready for. Roleplay while perfect in her mind was just not enough for Heath. For any of her roommates for that matter. At least Cabot and Eric were negotiable, thus far. Heath and Brian leaning more toward control over her. They were contemplating toward absolute ownership. Was that even possible?

Exploring the halls, she finds all four of their bedroom doors wide open, yet they were nowhere in sight. Journeying downstairs she finally hears voices coming from the basement family room. Tempted to just overhear them she felt lured in by an unseen force, her little devil telling her to get down there. She listened to Hotstuff and flicked her angel from her other shoulder. Margo Needy wanted to live bad, not good. At least at the moment. Feathers went flying.

Down the steps she went to confront the boys. Tonight, one of the rare nights that they all had off together, the four sat downstairs drinking beer and shooting the shit. To her surprise there was another visitor, Brian’s brother Jeff sat in on the conversation about nothing.

“Jeffrey.” Excited to see him Margo shuffles by everyone and plops down in Jeff’s lap sitting sideways, her legs poised outward toward his brother Brian. Hugging him tightly he grinned from ear to ear.

“Hey beautiful. Damn you smell yummy.” He rubs her long legs as they drape over his lap.

“Cotton candy bath beads.”

“Nice. Reminds me the County Fair should be around the corner. Corndogs and Ferris Wheels. Good times.”

“What are my loving sons up to this evening?” She leers about at the others. “Dare I ask?”

“Talking about girls.” Cabot sighed.

“These girls?” She unwraps her towel and abandons it for nudity. Jeff wasted no time choosing a lady friend in palming a breast.

“Good looking girls.”

“Ready for that family talk?” Heath cleared his throat and got right to the point.

“If you like master.”

“Master?” All four of the other boy’s eye Heath with curiosity.

“Margo has something to tell us. Doesn’t she?” Heath withheld any smile wanting to be expressed in check.

“Yes master. I live to serve all of you. From here on I will call each of you master and serve you all as you desire of me.” She would feed their fantasies until it became necessary to stand up for herself. For now, she just wanted their full attentions and if that meant giving in, so be it.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Brian slaps the coffee table with both hands repeatedly like a drum. “I had hoped that gangbang got you thinking.”

“May I speak freely my masters?”

Cabot quickly jumped in with, “HOLD UP! We’re taking this crap too far guys. Margo owns this house we’re just living here. In my mind that makes her the master.”

“Speak up.” Eric showing signs of leeriness, also defended her.

“I need all of you, including Master Heath, to listen to me very closely. Once I’ve said what I need to say I will bite my tongue unless I feel the need to exercise my rights. Jeffrey?”

“Yeah?”

“I might need you to stop kissing my nipple I can’t think straight.” She giggles.

“Nope. Keep talking.” He continues nibbling at Margo as she fanned herself trying to stay focused.

“First off I want you boys to understand that at times I will need my freedom to make up my own mind on things. If I do get my Bed & Breakfast off the ground, I’ll need to run the place. I’ve considered talking to my friend Elena about helping me manage the place when and if I get the money to build onto my home.”

“Is Elena hot?” Brian perked up.

“Extremely hot. She was a model as well. We toured together on the fashion circuit. Look her up on your cellphone, her full name is Elena Kerrington.” Brian does just that as Cabot moves next to him in his search. While they perused the web she continued. “I want nothing more than to be everything you boys want of me. I will absolutely serve all of you sexually, calling each of you master would be my honor. I just need you boys to give me room to be myself too.”

“That’s not 100%.” Heath sits forward with a stern scowl.

“No. I cannot offer any of you 100% Heath ... Master. Sexually yes 100%. Life in general not so much. If you cannot agree to that, then you Sir need to decide if you wish to stay in my home or leave. I will not kick you out. You know I want you here. However, the choice is yours.”

“Good enough for me.” Jeffrey lifts away from her breast to acknowledge his vote.

“You don’t live here yet. Your vote doesn’t count.” Heath shakes his head.

“HOLY SHIT!” Brian raises his voice, “Elena is smoking hot. Half black?” He looks to Margo for confirmation.

“Yes. Her Father is African American and was a Navy Officer out of West Point, her mother a Cuban dancer. She went to Princeton University and got a master’s degree in business.”

“At least she’s a Master, if not a different kind.” Eric chuckled.

“She married a wealthy CEO of a pharmaceutical company, but it ended badly, now she struggles to find employment because he gave her a bad recommendation in the business community. At least as of six months ago. I will need to check in on her before any actual offer.”

“She got nudes?” Brian chuckled.

Cabot rolls his eyes, “Don’t get your hopes up. She’s not going to be interested in us young pups like Margo here is.”

“I would not say that is a guarantee but like me Elena is ... intuitively active.” Margo playfully winks at Cabot Ross. “She would need to be comfortable here before any of you attempt to conquer her as you all wish to do me. Slavery? Doubtful. Sexually? I know my girl.”

“Found some nudes.” Brian flares up excitedly, “Ohhhh, I’m so fucking her, big hair and all. She reminds me of that singer Rihanna.”

“She does sing. We used to karaoke between photoshoots to kill the boredom.” Margo recalls fond memories.

“Enough of this Elena.” Heath interrupts, “Let’s talk about the Four Master’s.”

“Five.” Jeffrey raises his hand from Margo’s knee, “When I move in.”

“Yes Master.” Margo pats his cheek lovingly, “When you move in.”

“That day in the attic has gone to your head Bro.” Eric Crowe hisses at his best buddy Heath Talbot.

“She liked acting all slave toward us.”

“It was no act. Well, partially.” Margo crawls from Jeff’s lap and prowls around the big oak coffee table between she and Heath. Moving in front of Heath she drops to her knees in front of him and looks up with doe like eyes, “I will serve you well sexually ... dominance as you choose. Just give me room to be myself. I promise you it will be worth it master.”

“Beggers can’t be choosers Bro.” Eric coughs up.

“Whatever! Hardcore bondage Bitch.”

“As you wish master.”

“No more fucking underwear.”

“For and around you, none. When I am myself, I will wear what I want.”

“Then I’ll cut those fuckers off of you.”

“I would prefer you not destroy my clothing.”

“Leave her stuff alone Talbot.” Eric intervened.

“Please do not fight my battles, Eric. Master Heath? Please dare to look me in the eye, I will lower mine with respect after we find our way.” He locks eyes with a very unhappy scowl. “I told you yesterday how I felt.”

“You also agreed to 100%.”

“Yes, I did, sexually. As much as I would love to agree to being a fulltime slave I can’t. I will not be resorted to cook, maid, and ass wiper. If I choose to perform those acts that is my decision, nothing forced upon me. As I’ve said, morning, noon, and night, I will let you take me sexually, any way you so choose. Without argument. This sworn oath goes for all of my masters, share me as you decide.”

“Bondage like Heath and I had you a few days back?” Brian asked.

“Yes.”

“Even leaving you there for hours like we did?”

“Yes. If I know there is something that requires me to be myself, I will inform you ahead of time. Otherwise, do as you will, I shall obey.”

“Yeaaaah! I’m not up for that.” Cabot retaliates, “Love you Margo, but between dating Maria and the waitresses I’m a little busy. I’m just going to treat you like mom.”

“You do not desire me anymore?” She pouts.

“Oh, hell yes! Don’t think I won’t fuck you again. My dick has limits is all.” He laughs. “Including you I’m tapping four girls. Five if Grace and I run into one another again.”

“Bro!! I can relate, I’m getting ready to tap my three step...” Jeff hits his brother in the gut halting his admission. “What was that for?”

“They’re my steps too Dickhead.”

“Hey! I don’t mind sharing.”

“Too weird.” Jeff admits then just as quickly mulls it over. “Well ... maybe.”

“Steps?” Eric questioned them, “Awww, hell. Your stepsisters? You two are fucking crazy.” Brian pulls up the picture his dad gave him of his stepsister Gwen’s boob job showing her off. Eric swiftly puckers and changes his mind. “Can I get in on that?”

“Why the hell not. Fellas? Do I have ideas...” Brian chuckles. Pure evil.

“So, you will be too busy to enslave me, Master Brian?” Margo shyly pouts.

“FUCK NO! Never too busy to tap you Landlady. Might use that attic without you one of these days. Any objections?”

“No. Please be considerate of Darryl’s toys, that is all I ask.”

“Gotcha.”

“Thank you, Master Brian.”

Heath sits forward and glares directly at Margo., “Alright! I’ll play this your way. BUT!! ... I’m not going to have sympathy. When you least expect it, on your time or not, I’m going to find out just how deep this devotion goes. Sex is 24/7 even if it doesn’t involve intercourse. If you’re being honest, then even if you say this is your time not ours, I’m going to challenge that. 100% sexually, 100% on the edge.”

“I can accept that.”

“Good. Let’s find out how much you’re into this slave thing.” He reaches behind him and procures an unexpected surprise. Hiding in the sofa cushion was a collar and a dog leash that he had discovered in the attic. “Look what I found. This look familiar?”

“Yes. Darryl would lead me on this leash.”

“From now on we lead you.”

“Yes Master.”

“That includes you, Ross. Stop being a pansy.” Cabot simply rolled his eyes at Heath’s words.

“Dude! You’ve changed.”

“I know what I want. You all want this; you just aren’t admitting it.”

“I know I like the idea.” Brian chuckles.

“Come here.” Heath lures Margo in and surrounds her throat with the collar. Once tethered together, he curls his fingers up under the leather and drags her closer to his face. “You’re wearing this 24/7.”

“I will not wear it 24/7 Heath.”

“Yeah, when I’m with Margo I don’t want to see her wearing it. I prefer her beauty without the disrespect.” Cabot scowls.

“Same here Buddy.” Eric concurs, “I might want to kiss her neck, I don’t want a mouth full of leather.”

“Masters?” She poises a finger. “Thank you for loving me enough to defend me, but I don’t need defending. I will honor each of you in whatever way you so choose. With Heath I will wear the collar proudly, no matter the circumstances. With each of you I will still call you Master however you need to use me. You may then remove my collar as you wish.”

“I’m not even sure of you calling me Master.” Eric winces, “I mean I like the control aspect but I’d rather you call me by name.”

“As you wish Eric.”

“Same here.” Cabot adds.

“Master sexually. Brian in daily routine. I don’t want to bring my stepsisters out here and you call me Master. Now by them I might want to be called Master.” Brian laughs.

“Does have a nice ring to it. They won’t go for that though.” Jeff frowns. Ehhh? He reconsidered that possibility knowing how wild his stepsisters were. Daphne and MJ had a pretty crazy reputation around Wildwood.

“Kissed all three one after the other Bro. They’re into me.”

“Seriously?” Jeff winced, “All three?”

“Yep. MJ and Daphne kissed me with both under each arm. They didn’t resist and didn’t call me out for it.”

“Gwen?”

“She saw me from the window of the ice cream shop. I sucked her titties just before her boyfriend showed up. Braedon Wilkes if you can believe that.”

“Douchebag Braedon? He won’t be faithful to her, he’s a player.”

“Neither would we Bro. I still intend to fuck all three.”

“I might have to stop by there and say hi. Been awhile.” Jeff puckered.

“Busy week helping dad but look out next weekend. Dad says the girls live in their backyard pool, wearing skimpy bikinis when their mom Carmen is at work. Perfect timing. Might even take my trunks.”

“Why? You know you’ll skinny dip.”

“True dat! Yeah, I’ll leave my trunks at home. Shock those bitches when I do.”

“I don’t know how dad lives with all women. He’s a horndog.” Jeff shakes his head while rubbing his neck.

“Well, he did take Gwen’s topless pic. Goes to show they trust him.”

“They’re fools. I wouldn’t.”

“Come on we know their reputations; chances are they tease the fuck out of dad.”

“He sure never talks about that if they do.”

While the brothers banter relentlessly over family, Heath attaches the leash to Margo’s collar and stands up over her. “Let’s go for a walk.”

“Yes master.” She remains on her hands and knees. Leading her Heath merely circles the coffee table hoping to entice his friends. The adventure definitely ended conversations. Suddenly, all of them discovered this to be intriguing. Even Cabot and Eric.

“Dicks out Morons. Give the dog a bone.”

Brian and Jeff were quick to yank their pants down and nurture their erections into a full throttle exertion. All of that talk about stepsisters had them fired up. Eric hissed a bit then followed suit. Only Cabot lingered until he stood up and said, “I need to go call Maria.” Excusing himself he kept quiet over his concern for Margo. She had made it clear she wanted this. She was still mom to him.

“Lap dance.” He tugs her leash toward Jeff. Margo smiles, grateful for his command.

“Best ever Master.” She crawls up into Jeffrey’s lap and begins grinding her labia as it molds around his cock for a warm ride. Jeffrey held her hips as she enjoyed his embrace. Smothering her tits around his face she quickly finds a mouth returning to her nipples. With the idea of encouraging the others toward dominating Margo on a regular basis Heath takes the handle of her leash and curls it around Jeff’s wrist. Lifting his mouth from her nipple just long enough to acknowledge his gift Jeff grips the leash and wraps it a few more times about his forearm to shorten its lead. The tautness pulled Margo closer until her face was hovering up close to his, her eyes studying his thoughts. She knew Jeffrey liked this sudden surge; she could feel his throbbing cock grow in repetition of pulse.

“I might just get used to this.” He hisses into her face.

“I will serve my fifth master well.” She melts at his stern glare.

“Fuck this lap dance. On your knees and suck my cock.”

“On my way Sir.” She peels away until realizing that his lead prevented her from moving to the floor. Adapting she went to her knees between he and Brian and leaned forward to best consume his erection. Once she begins devouring him Jeff nods his approval. In the same nod he turns his attention to his brother.

“So, how’s ole’ Carmen looking these days? Step momma was always just as hot as her daughters. I’ve only seen her once again since your graduation.” Jeff reports.

Brian rubbing Margo’s ass rearing up for his touch. Palming her cheeks almost lovingly Brian shrugs, “Still smoking hot. I guess I should try and get along with her.”

“We both should. We’ve held grudges too damned long since dad pulled his crap on mom. Carmen stole him away, but technically dad strayed first in finding her. At least Carmen did try to get along with us. So did her girls.”

“Until Lucy punched Carmen out. That was a tough one.”

“Our sister was always the scrapper Bro. You talk with Lucy in a while?” Jeff strokes Margo’s fallen hair from her eyes to watch her swallow his dick whole, gagging at balls deep.

“Nope. Still stripping last I heard.”

“Still into girls?”

“That’s a stupid question.” Brian pauses to lick Margo’s ass hole giving her goosebumps. Three good licks he stops. “Lucy doesn’t like guys much and you know it. At least she gets some hot girls. Recall that Erin chick she brought home to meet mom at Christmas last year? I’d lick that bitch under the mistletoe.”

“Ohhh, yeah! She was gorgeous in a Britney Spears kind of way.” Jeff tugs his leash to get Margo’s attention, “I’m not hearing sloppy noises Slut.” Margo increased her friction and moaned in a greedy tone, the added tongue and hand action made Jeff drop his head back. “That’s more like it. Fight for that semen Momma.” Margo gave it her all, it was merely a waiting game.

Off to their left Eric gave up stroking his cock and decided to kill time on his phone. Pulling up the photo of his employee Kym’s ass and her new tattoo he shook his head. He hadn’t planned on dating her, but after tagging her in his office the thoughts seemed to become more appealing. Overshadowed in one picture switch. Sighing heavily over a photo of he and his boss Summer, his old next-door neighbor, his heart fluttered. “I’d give up everything if I could land Summer. Sucks I’m not what she usually dates.” Switching back to Kym’s bare bottom Eric stewed, “Do I want to settle on Kym?” Not really!

“Who is that?” Heath dropped next to Eric, “Oh, shit! Is that...?” Heath remembered just days ago that Eric had mentioned Kym. Margo recalled the subject as well, having told Eric that he should pursue the girl. Even in her leashed predicament Margo always eavesdropped.

“Kym. Yeah, get a closer look at her tattoo.” He uses his fingertips on the cell screen to enlarge her photo. Squinting at it Heath peaked an eyebrow.

“Two crows? Is she suggesting that you marry her?” He laughed.

“Heckel and Jeckle. She’s just trying to get my attention is all.”

“She’s always had mine when she hung out at your house with Lily. I’d fuck her tight little ass. You tag that?”

Eric chuckled, “Over my desk. I couldn’t resist. I was tempted to again at closing time, but I just couldn’t get her hopes too high. I’m not really sure what I want.”

“Looks like we’ve all been busy. You recall Jenna Nichols?”

“Jenna from the swim team?”

“Yep. Good memory, considering I had to be reminded.” He grimaced.

“What about Jenna?”

“I fucked her in the High School swimming pool. Underwater on the bottom even, that was crazy hot. Diving board too.” He took pride in the fact that they had made their rounds.

“Nice!” Eric puckered, picturing Jenna in his mind. Heath brings out his own cell and shares video of the Coach fucking Jenna from behind and her talking to Heath. With the volume up, even Brian and Jeff heard Jenna calling Heath, “Sir.”

“I’m owning this slut too.” Heath became greedy and smug. Margo winked at Heath as her lips moved up and down rapidly over Jeff’s girth. Heath had to pause at the wink wanting to scold her for thinking on her own, yet he bit his tongue. Ego felt good.

Hearing Heath so devoted to possessing other girls Margo Needy smiled, almost regretting her affectionate wink toward Heath in what she considered a vote of confidence in him. Gaze averted Margo took a deeper interest in making Jeff cum down her throat. It didn’t take long before Jeff Hancock snarled and detonated a nice mint cream smoothie into her mouth. She took it like a noisy eater, her feverish delight aiming to target the boys into wanting some of the same.

Gripping Margo by her hips Brian lured her toward him but hoists her lower body into the air, Jeff relinquishing the leash to Brian who curled it about his own wrist. Lifting her thighs higher he nuzzles her cunt and plants her knees over both of his shoulders. She in turn moves in viciously to suck his monster cock. Before feasting on her drenched pussy Brian grumbles toward Heath, “High School? You hit up on ole’ Fannie while you were there?” Attention divided a moment Brian had to know details.

“Sure did. I’m meeting Fannie on Saturday in Erlich at TRAINsylvania Station.”

“Roach motel?” Jeff chuckles.

“Feast your eyes on these.” Heath sits forward to show them Fannie’s pussy pics while she was driving.

“That’s Fannie?” Brian winced, “She’s got a thick clit.” He then bit Margo’s clit for meanness, Margo squealing at her nibbled sensitivity. “Damn mom, you just squirted a little.” Brian chuckled. She swiftly lifted her ass closer to his face and rubbed her juices all across it. “Oh, now that gets the slave punished.” He devoured her cunt in a ferocious appetite and tongued her hole as deep as he could force it. Two index fingers in her asshole added to her torment. Margo loved the animal side to Brian when he exerted it so aggressively.

“Fannie does Tae Kwon Do. She literally kicked her leg up and propped it on my shoulder, nearly took my eye out with her heel. I fingered her standing up. Bitch screamed bloody heard her.” Heath joked switching the words instead of using the term murder. “Nobody runs their mouth about this until I nail Fannie.” He informed pointing at each of the three other men still in the room. “Bad enough her husband Riley drove by me looking. I hope he doesn’t suspect anything.”

“You’ll know if TRAINsylvania Station gets raided in a police sting.” Jeff laughed rubbing Margo’s spine lovingly in her upside-down pose, even going so far as to stroke her hair from her eyes to better see her swallowing his brother.

“That would suck. I know Fannie said she had to get out of town to avoid him when meeting me. I think she’s really into the whole BDSM thing, but Riley must not be. His loss my gain. I’m collaring that slut first chance I get, even if it’s only when we hook up.”

“Make sure you take pictures of her. Video even.” Brian lifts away drooling of Margo’s saturation. Hearing him mention pictures Margo released Brian in a gasp to open up a new conversation.

“I almost forgot. We still haven’t taken the pictures Elliot wanted.”

Eric peaks his right brow, “Why does your son need naked pics of you? He has a few already. Remember we told you that?”

“No shit!” Jeff winced, “That’s kind of weird, isn’t it? I don’t know Elliot that much but that’s just freaky.”

“Any freakier than his mother being the slave to five of his friends?” She licks Brian’s crown like a lizard to let him know her plans to return.

“He was never technically one of our friends.” Heath rolled his eyes but regardless poised his cell camera to snap a picture of Margo in her current pose, Brian eating her out as her eyes trembled from how delightful his tongue was doing.

“That’s cruel Bro. Partially true, but I thought he was alright.” Eric defended Elliot.

“Pansy.” Brian rose up again to admit then savagely tore into Margo’s thighs like a feasting tiger, her moans increasing as she felt his tongue licking everywhere before targeting her hole. She couldn’t keep her eyes from going white and shook like a leaf in a hurricane. Feeling Brian thrust upward toward her mouth gave her the hint to resume devouring his monster cock. Heath took actual video of their antics. Mom was a fighter, even if they were putting down her son. In her mind she would do anything for Elliot, within reason. This whole idea Heath brought up of even Elliot being her master made her uneasy, but resistance was not in her vocabulary. She would not call Elliot her master unless provoked. The time would inevitably come. Just as Margo was cumming.

Bubbling up across Brian’s face, Margo drowned the young man, yet he still sloppily splattered her juices in all directions just for the drama of it. Jeff had to block his face from being showered by his brother’s ferocious intent. All on video thanks to Heath. Pulling away at a second fountain Brian chose to show his strength by grabbing Margo’s hips and physically lifting her body up over his lap. Feet in the air Margo maintained her throat thrusts as best she could in her teetering balancing act, having faith that he would not drop her. Wanting her own moment of magnificence Margo joined Brian in his feat of strength and planted her legs together literally poising both perfect legs straight up in the air like a gymnast. From there she cast her limbs to each side for a perfect split. All of the boys laughed with respect. A respect of her unique style, not of her as any form of leader. SLAVE DAMMIT!!

Eric enjoying her athletic prowess hopped up from his seat and darted behind Brian’s head, leaning over the sectional back to sink his own fingers into her gaping hole for another dip in the pool. It took seconds before she squirted yet again. Brian strained but held tough, nearing his own detonation. He wanted to cum hard up into her mouth while suspending her in the air. Both of them trembling hard he managed his outcome just in time. Snarling loudly Brian Hancock nutted into her compressed lips. Momma fed hard making Brian weak. It took Eric and Jeff to come to his assist in holding her aloft until he was done firing.

“FUCK YES!” Brian huffed tossing sweat from his brow. Lowering Margo’s hips back to his chest, her legs again atop his shoulders, he released his grip on her to do a crisp drum roll on her curvy bottom. Eying Heath filming, Margo intentionally spit up Brian’s cum all over his cock and scrotum. That led her to wag her tongue at the camera before consuming his jizz, reclaiming every drop and swallowing it with a final puckered kiss to Brian’s urethra.

“You’re one talented slut.” Jeff complimented her.

“You haven’t seen anything ... master.” She beguiled them all as Brian looked over his head at Eric leaning there above them on the cushioned back. Passing off the leash Eric just looked at it a second before deciding to play along.

“Let’s go for a walk Momma Slut.” Eric grabbed her ankles and literally drug her entire body up over Brian, her breasts nipped at as they crossed over Brian’s face. She giggled along the way until Eric stood her on her feet. Pulling her hair Eric snaps her head back and forces her gaze. “Come on I’ll take some pics of you for Elliot.”

“Thank you master.” She pecks him on the cheek, Eric reacting awkwardly to the scent of Brian’s cum on her lips. Releasing her brunette mane, he in turn presses the top of her head until she dropped to her knees. Snapped fingers guide her on to all fours.

“That’s the spirit Bro.” Heath nodded, “Get used to that shit Margo.”

“I will Sir.” She smiles to herself, feeding into their ego. Following Eric’s lead the boys howled at her perfect ass dancing away as she headed upstairs heeling at Eric’s right side. Even Eric had to admire the idea’s potential.

Once left to themselves Heath had a hidden surprise. Stuffed between cushions he drew out three more leashes. Showing them off to Brian and Jeff, he passed them out. “Ole’ Darryl had a bunch of these in the attic. One for each of us. There’s more up there, not sure why Darryl needed so many but I’m not complaining. I’ll get Cabot one later if the pussy comes around to this ownership thing.”

“Fucking crazy.” Jeff chuckled, “Loving it.”

“We better get her trained better, she still has fire in her eyes.” Brian rubbed his still dampened chin.

“Oh, I have plans Buddy.” Heath grinned.

“We can’t seriously own her when she gets this Bed & Breakfast off the ground, can we?” Brian ponders aloud.

“Why not? Just because she makes decisions on the business end doesn’t mean she decides to disobey our needs. We can do this Bri.”

A final shrug Brian agrees, “I’m in.”

“Me too.” With Jeff joining, three evil bastards had made up their minds.

Upstairs Eric had a bit of fun leading Margo as if she were a puppy. Altering his tone of voice in a cute coaxing manner made for giggles on both of their ends of the leash. Margo even went full on puppy herself by whimpering, wagging her tail, and nuzzling up against Eric’s pant leg more like a kitten than any pup but it certainly was adorable.

“Come on you sexy pooch, follow Master and let’s train you right.” Eric chuckled trying not to walk faster than her hands and knees could keep up with. She pouted up at him playfully and yipped just for kicks. At least Eric wasn’t trying to be forceful in the portrayal. Sexually she would rather he be more controlling, but not in the pet acting. This performance in her mind was a leisurely act of adoring one another, a respectful treat to her Owner, Margo being their treat in every other aspect.