Pasha walked in wearing cargo shorts and a tank top. He looked like he was ready for a day at the beach.
“Thanks for coming,” Marco said. “Since day one was all about sexual basics and it’s clear Sunshine has all that down pat…”
He paused and I felt sick to my stomach. I prayed he wouldn’t mention what he’d seen on the video.
“And you all went through the class on control,” Lilly took over. “We decided to make Bree’s final class also Sunshine’s and since we usually invite past graduates back for this final class, we decided to ask Pasha to come back for one last class. Poor Pasha actually had quite the first class as he entered on the last class of two other pets and was thrown right into the fray.”
Pasha made my heart thud in my chest but also brought that guilty feeling with it. I’d thought I’d finally rid myself of the young stud. He winked at me as if to reassure me he wasn’t that easy to shake. If that was his intention, he was right.
“If you haven’t heard about the last class, it’s…” Marco began but was interrupted by Bree.
She beamed with excitement as she hollered out, “Group play!”
This was the episode of reality TV the fans were so eager to see. Fans being new pets anxious to finally get their rocks off with more than one person. Bree was obviously a super-fan, an Erotic Mayberry groupie of sorts. I couldn’t help imagining her camped outside the neighborhood gates and spending her days marching back and forth with a big sign that read: Erotic Mayberry, please let me in! I love you!
“Yes, group play,” Lilly said. “And for this class, we will be going to a special place, one only seen by owners who’ve made reservations as the room is booked every night straight through to next Christmas.”
“The Cave of Wonders,” Bree said with all the excitement of a small child on her first trip to Disneyland.
“Yes,” Lilly said. “Go ahead and leave your clothes on the shelf and follow me.”
Removing my clothes with others watching was becoming normal. I’d spent more time in E. Mayberry naked than I had with clothes on. To be under Pasha’s watchful eyes was intimidating. Not because I couldn’t handle him but because I knew he wanted me and he didn’t want me as a random lover like any other pet in the neighborhood. He wanted to leave with me. He wanted me to be his woman. That was a lot to take in.
“Please leave,” I whispered to him as I leaned forward to put my folded shirt and bra on top of my jeans.
“If you really want me to,” he said. “I’ll tell them something came up and I have to go home. They’ll be disappointed but I’ll go.”
“Yes,” I said. “I want that.”
“Dammit,” he swore under his breath.
“You guys almost ready?” Lilly asked. “Time’s a wastin!”
“I’m sorry,” I told him as I touched his hand. “It’s better if you go.”
“You do know they’ll call someone else to come in and replace me,” he said. “You have to go through this class. Group play doesn’t work without a group.”
He was right. They would find someone else to come in and play his part. I would have to kiss and fondle and probably fuck someone and the next guy to come in could be repulsive or could be even hotter than Pasha. Either way, I’d be stuck with him. It was a roll of the dice, a gamble, and with Pasha at least I knew I ultimately liked where it could lead.
No, you won’t like it. Stop thinking like that. You will hate it. You will despise it. If you were a man, you wouldn’t even get hard.
“Do you still want me to go?” he asked.
I couldn’t believe what I was about to say.
“Stay,” I told him. “But please don’t make it personal. It’s just a class.”
He smiled.
“It’s just a class,” I repeated.
“Just a class,” he agreed.
He walked away and I couldn’t help looking at his toned ass, the dimples in it, as he excitedly followed Lilly out the door. I was the last to leave in this Congo line of sexual freedom. The teachers may have been more eager to get started than we were as Marco cupped his pet’s left tit and gave it a friendly squeeze. He leaned over and whispered something to her that caused her to tilt her head to the right and expose her neck. He stuck his nose against her flesh and inhaled deeply.
They were a cute couple. In fact, if there was any couple I aspired to be like in E. Mayberry, they were it. For a moment I thought of what it would be like to teach classes like this with Bastian by my side. I would be an excellent teacher as I’d taken many adult actresses under my wing and tutored them on the art of making love for the camera.
We reached the Cave of Wonders, which actually had a sign with that title on the front of the door, and Lilly had us all wait