Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can’t even give a proper description.
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Donald ignored her whimpering pleas and left the room, after draping the robe around his naked frame. He returned a few minutes later, leading the largest Doberman pinscher Lori had ever seen.
Lori’s heart leaped. She gasped and struggled with her chains. They rattled with her quirky movements. ‘What, what are you . . .  going to do with him?’
Donald sneered, a lascivious smirk hiding his face. ‘It’s what he is going to do to you.’
His voice took on a maniacal tone, frightening Lori. He took off his robe and watched the rising fear fill her eyes, displacing the passion that had gripped her so intensely only a short few seconds ago.
She didn’t know what he meant, but inwardly she knew it wouldn’t be what she wanted. The chains were for his dirty perversions, whatever they were, and not for her thrills while fucking his cock.
‘Take him out of here, ‘ she whined, contorting against her bonds with helpless jerks of her body. ‘He frightens me.’ She saw the dog’s round, black eyes peer up at her and she quavered in panic.
‘He won’t frighten you for long, ‘ Donald said, bending over and stroking the giant dog’s head. The dog was seated beside his naked master. ‘Zeus here, is going to make you a very happy young lady. He has talents for getting young girls off, don’tcha, boy?’ He walked over to the round bed, the big dog heeling by his side.