<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, the Play Room, with Pogo &amp; Roiyaru </strong><br/><br/>I sat back against the sofa, pulling off my shoes and allowing my feet to stretch out as I looked over the two sheets of paper, Roiyaru's first. Nothing particularly unusual about him, though he was able to ejaculate one every seven to ten minutes for an hour. Fairly impressive- there was little worry of him wearing out or growing any less aroused for what I'd planned. I turned to Pogo's sheet, checking to see the two animals weren't misbehaving. No, they were fine, Pogo adopting the position Roiyaru had. Though I only glanced across I could see how eager both were, tails wagging, eyes transfixed upon the others sexual instruments, both positively dripping wet. I turned back to the paper, smiling. In time their patience would be rewarded.<br/><br/><strong>"Good pets..."</strong>I muttered off handedly,<strong>"Just stay right where you are." </strong><br/><br/>Pogo too seemed to be as active as Pogo, though I saw no numbers. I frowned slightly, shrugging as I put both sheet downs- she was probably just as capable as Roiyaru when it came to cumming over and over. I stood up, picking up the cane as I did, standing between the pair of dripping, aroused animals. I chuckled- poor things, so desperate to fuck. All I had to do was give the order and they'd be on one another like a shot. just a bit longer.<br/><br/><strong>"Now, pets..."</strong>I said slowly, using the cane to slightly adjust Pogo's stance to match that of Roiyaru's, running the tip over her breasts.<strong> "I read in your notes that you're both rather flexible little things, so I thought I'd see to what extent this is true. I think, before I decide if you are to fuck or not, you are to clean yourselves up with your own mouths. Roiyaru, the only liquid I want to see on your shaft is saliva, and Pogo, the only thing I want to see glistening on your lips is drool. You are not to cum under any circumstances- if you do so I will have no option but to restrain you and deny you any further pleasure. Remember, if that happens, your friend will have no-one to bring them over the edge either. You're not selfish puppies now, are you?"</strong>I lifted the cane to point towards the other end of the room, containing a variety of different bondage restraints I'd learned how to use. I'd have no qualms going through with my threat.