You let the door close behind him.

He turns around, and with two fingers he signals you should drop your towel.

You obey. A voice in your head is yelling but you ignore it. As the towel hits the floor, he moves his index in a commanding fashion. The **** economy in effort is a show of dominance that makes you feel even more aroused. You drop to your knees as he desires, and shuffle forward towards his groin.

He grins again as you start fumbling with his belt. He stops you.

“-Nice try, slut. Let’s go to the bedroom. You can walk on all four paws, as the bitch in heat you are. I’m fucking your ass on your marital bed this time. You are going to walk funny for a week, you’re not used to real cocks bitch.”