RENÉE PRIDEUX - POOLSIDE WITH WILLIAM AND LAURENNE AND BITCHES<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"No, she's just in shock, I think. I'll learn more later though. I plan on questioning her thoroughly."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I nodded, a puppy who called her owner after the Devil was not right in the head.<strong>"Letting them talk is a problem in itself of course. Don't let her get used to it or training will be that much harder, the longer they think they're still human the worse it is."</strong>I leaned forward from my seated position on my sun lounger and scruzzled my hand in Candy's hair as she knelt down to drink with the other dogs, all of them sharing the water bowl. I flipped up one long floppy ear and scritched behind it the way dogs like.<br/><br/>It was so hot making naked women drink like animals. Seeing Laurenne lying there displaying herself made me itchy. I had taken girls to bed before of course but my preference was for cock. Not men necessarily but cock, and the cocks of the converted boys that Monsieur Marc owned were some of the most gorgeous I had ever ridden. I had rented two of them once... I think Caesar had been one of them and we'd played Renée sandwiches all night. They wore me out. With a cock that big attached to a creature who could make that much spunk and go at it for hours... who needed girls? That was the thing, men tired too easily for me, so when I wanted a long session I chose girls for my bedroom, but now with the discovery of boy dogs who could talk.. and who you could mess with their heads even while they fucked your brains out... there was no question of which I preferred.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Of course, for that, I'd have to give her permission to speak at some point, but being curious enough to wonder why she would think I was Lucifer, it would be worth it."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I nodded again,<strong>"I would be interested in hearing what's going on in that pretty little head of hers, but just be careful, non?"</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Cherri would love to join her, of course. And she does need to get used to the milking shed. By all appearances, she's going to require frequent visits."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"I shall exercise Candy a little more and meet you at the shed shortly then?"</strong>I stood up, tugged on Candy's lead and led her away from the water. Laurenne had already risen from her seat and was taking Éclaircie for a stroll off her leash. I considered that dangerous so soon in training but she had her own ways with dogs. I drained my drink and with the rich warmth of the anise alcohol running through my system, smiled back at William as I left him and Cherri to get to know each other.<br/><br/>I led Candy past Laurenne,<strong>"See you in a bit then my darling,"</strong>I put a hand to her bare shoulder and kissed her briefly on the lips before tugging Candy away.<br/><br/><strong>"Now, young lady, <em>Lead! Lead on!</em> We shall do two more circuits of the gardens then it's time to fix those nasty achy titties of yours. Let's go past that nice Alsatian again, you can meet him if you like and have a sniff."</strong><br/><br/>I led Candy right around the garden paths of the pool area once, stopping several times to practice the 'sit', 'kneel' and 'down' commands all the time steering her in the 'lead' position with commands of 'left' and 'right' where necessary. All the time I was treated to a nice view of her behind and the veritable<em>river</em>of dog-happy that was running down her thighs.<br/><br/>I do love teasing a dog and keeping her on the boil and she hadn't experienced milking yet. I had plans for that. Now and again I swicked her rump with my cane, not necessarily because it was needed, mostly to reinforce my position and hers. And because I liked hurting pretty girls.<br/><br/>Unfortunately on my circuits of the pool Keith and June had moved on and Max was nowhere to be seen. Undeterred, after walking twice round during which Candy behaved well if her gait was still a little slow, I steered her towards the milking shed.