Intense Rough Canine-style Intercourse

I couldn’t tell. The large silver bells that danged from the rings imbedded in their stiff pink nipples jingled loudly as their exposed breasts heaved with each deep breath. Slaves, bitch girls and free women alike all stared in my direction with a look in their eyes that gave away their arousal. “Your body is not yours. The body that you live in belongs to your owner.”
“This body is not mine, it belongs to my owner.”
“Your name is whatever your owner chooses.”
“My name is whatever my owner chooses to call me.”
“Your body will be changed to suit your owner’s desires.”
“My body will be changed into whatever my owner desires.”
“Any fluids you produce belong to your owner. My fingers instinctively moved to the slick rubber where her clit should be and I touched outside the suit.