Trunk

When Johnny told me this we were going to go dancing tonight, I think the wires got crossed. For some reason, I interpret this as a opportunity to dress a little country. But, I think guy meant ballroom dancing. I can usually tell by the way his face changes as fellow evaluates my appearance. Oops. My land blue jean dress and cowboy boots were the wrong choice. No worries. We don’t dance competitively, so we can dres however we want when we go to the socials. Despite that, Johnny has came to a decision that since I messed up, he’ll still take me….I will be riding fastened up in the trunk till we get close to the dance hall, tho’. So, that is exactly what boy does. Johnny fixes me up in a tight hog tie with rope in the trunk of the clean car. Interesting that the trunk of the car was so clean, hmmmmm. And, then gink puts a thick white cloth gag on my muzzle. This should definitely make the ride a lot quieter. I have to focus on not drawing attention to us. Of course, Johnny takes some pictures and videos formerly we carry on our ride. That’s a awesome sign this bloke doesn’t crave to forget this faux pas

Format: mp4
Duration: 10:51
Video: 1280×720, AVC (H.264), 5888kbps
Audio: 153kbps

File size: 480.7 MB