We were having a sex session-my legs were up and the flogger was out-when my chinchilla acted up. The sounds of whacking and moaning apparently excited the animal.

We tried to ignore its cries. We paid no attention as we went on with our ritual, but there was no denying the fact that the rodent was getting off. It answered each of my shrieks with a peep, each of my sniffles with a whistle.

We didn't want a threesome with a chinchilla. We could swing three ways with a human kinkster, but not with a pervert furball.

So my macho top released me. We packed up our torture gear, fed the horny hamster, and went out for ice cream.