<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=76934.msg3589035#msg3589035">Quote from: DngrMse on 05-09-2010, 19:30:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Allain-Emelin Chodomer - Outdoor Play Areas With Scamp and Mimi<br/><br/>I stroked my hand down Scamp's back, to his rump, and gave him a 'good boy' pat, then slipped my hand between his legs, and gently squeezed his dangling balls.  <strong>"Good boy, Scamp, very good!"</strong>  New dogs were always a mixed bag, as the labs that produced them were often in competition with each other, and enjoyed trying to outdo what the other labs produced, which resulted in the club receiving a variety of dogs, some good, like Scamp, and others, like Mimi, completely unable to control themselves.  I was certain much of this was at the direction of Monsieur Marc, who seemed preternaturally attuned to what his club's membership desired in their animals.  Some constantly naughty, others constantly good, some easy to train, and control, others difficult.  <br/><br/>Scamp was clearly frightened, yet completely obedient, and he deserved some encouragement, and reward for his behavior.  <strong>"Kneel up, Boy.  I want you to watch this."</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Scamp's rear wiggled unconsciously as the trainer pet him, the motion content, pleased and entirely involuntary. The new puppy's eyes widened as the hand traced down between his legs and squeezed. He looked up, letting out a soft, worried whimper of discomfort before the man let go, settling into the kneeling position as he was taught. Watching the two dogs go at each other, Scamp squirmed ever so slightly. He knew something was different about him - most of the dogs seemed driven by sex, almost mindless with desire. He...wasn't. But even without that, watching the two, and the sheer number of naked young women nearby, was having an effect.<br/><br/>