You’re a tasty little morsel,” Bonnie leans in a crushes her mouth on Marcie’s. Bonnie moves closer with a hungry look in her eye, “That’s the worst Rhyan has ever been hurt. Bonnie sees the key protruding just out of my lips and gives me ‘are you sure look’ and I stare her down until she looks away, blushing that she even questioned my authority. Not as big as Marcie and Bonnie’s bigger C’s but my dominance makes up for that. Marcie looks at me, her eyes wide. I knew Bonnie wouldn’t run. As Bonnie exerts her dominance over Marcie, she lays her down. She relaxes so fast that Bonnie is toppled over onto the bed next to her. For sitting on it most of the work day it hasn’t ballooned out like the last pet I had here, but that’s another story. I wave my hand at her telling her to move to the end of the bed and wait until I want her in my favor again.
