“What? I found him wandering around all by himself in the park! So, he’s my dog now. I’m keeping him,” Maria said to her sister.

“Are you sure he’s even trained? You should probably just take that mangy thing back where you found it. His owner is probably worried, if he even has one.”

“He’s cute! He’s a little dirty, but look! He already knows that two lashes from the whip means he can eat my pussy and three means he can lick my ass. Who’s a good boy? Huh? Who’s a good boy? You’re a good boy, aren’t you, Scruffy?”

“Scruffy? You already named it?! Fine. Whatever. But I’m not helping you take care of it. You feed and water it. Make sure it gets out for a walk every day,” her sister said.

“I’ll make sure he eats all the pussy he needs and I’ll be working him hard every night. So there!”