Job/Place-of-work – XXX-Fiction

Bad Doggie, Zoophilia

Dog Sitter Comes to Visit

By Risandtylersexscapades. As Esmerelda punched her code into the glowing screen mounted to the thick wooden door at the top of the marble flight of stairs, she wondered how much it must have cost. The door, the security system, the stane work, all individually seemed more expensive than her entire family home. Just as she walked through the immaculate vestibule, her phone dinged, “Right on time! Thank you, dear! The boys are waiting! Buxter and Charlie are in the drawing-room

Bad Doggie, Zoophilia

I became a whore for animals

By taneesha shah. I was working the nightshift at the social care farm where I’d been working for the past year. I am a 20-year-old well-shaped girl, long blond hair, and people tell me I’m beautiful. I was quietly reading a magazine in the living room, when suddenly Pete, one of our clients, rushed in shouting that something was wrong with one of the horses. Of course, I immediately got up and followed him to the stables. As soon as

Good Doggie, Zoophilia

Men’s Group Home

jadejones George sits quietly in his wheelchair as I wheel him back to his bedroom from the dining room. He is an 80-year-old resident of the men’s group home who spends most of his time in his wheelchair. He doesn’t say much and he stares off into space. He is one of many different adult men living in this group home together. I’m on staff here to care for them. As I roll the wheelchair down the hallway, I see