As I turn, my stomach drops I see a large Irish Wolfhound trotting towards me, I wiggle and twist in cuffs that hold me, spread eagle to the post. “What is its name by the way?” “We haven’t named it yet, Miss, there’s a board over there where you can writer your suggestion, we like to have our guests to name our animals.” I watch the woman walk off, as another woman asked “what are all the small snakes for Ms. I look at the screen and realize I have two feet of Boa buried in my ass and if the ring had not been placed likely it would have kept going. I bet that big soft wet doggie tongue in your twat feels great huh?” I whimper and whine “please, please make him stop, make him stop” The small crowd laughs and an elderly gentleman says “now why would we do that cunt, the dog is enjoying his treat.” As I shudder in humiliation the second middle aged blonde leans against the other post and begins
