12-03-2014, 02:11 AM
"Trust me my pet, this is for your own good. I've been watching you for a whole now. You are broke and have nowhere to go. Here you have a home, a bed, a roof over your head." He chuckles at his rhyme as he positions his bitch on a big breeding stand with harnesses for the arms and legs and a huge hole where his belly would lay. "You are safe here, good food, and beings that will love you and give you so much pleasure. Isn't that nice?"