A little surprise.

Out of your pocket this time you pulled a small ovaloid object. It was metal and sleak, but a little larger than an egg. Grinning, you picked up the pace pf your efforts throat fucking Verda as you stretched forth your arm. Bullet in hand, you pressed it to Verda's pale white puckered asshole, and shoved it inside.

"Mmmppphhh!" Came Verda's muffled protest as she felt the cool metal of the bullet delve into her ass. She tried to pull off but you held her down on your cock and thrust into her throat as you reached into your pocket to get the bullet's remote. Verda continued to struggle but with her hands and ankles bound, there wasn't much she could do. Finally, she looked up at you and you saw that telltale pink glow in her eyes.

The next thing you knew, you were hurled back against the wall, dropping both the remotes at your feet. Verda stood shakily, the turned up vibrator in her pussy still going strong. She managed to rise though, and her restraints glowed as she undid their locks and cast them away. The gardevoir held you there, suspended in air as she approached.

"I gave you one rule, just one." Verda hissed, using her power to drive you to your knees on the ground. "You could do anything you want to me. You could have me do anything you want for you. My body, with one exception, was your playground."

You looked up at Verda, realizing you were almost totally paralyzed. You tried moving your arms, but the best you managed was some lame shaking. Verda however, was now totally unrestrained and stood over you like an executioner. "This was a good thing we had going, but it still wasn't enough was it?"

"I'm suppossed to be in charge..." you grunted, finding it difficult to even speak. Eyes locked to Verda, you hoped she didn't see what you were trying to do with your hands.

"In charge?!" Verda roared. "You're a ****! You aren't fit to lick my feet, let alone plunder my most private of holes! My whim is your destiny! My word is your law! You do as I tell you-" her words were cut off and her eyes went wide while her knees gave out. With her psychic hold broken, you stood up, a remote in each hand and your thumb holding down the up button on each. With the vibrator and bullet cranked to the max, Verda was finding it hard to focus on anything besides the wave of pleasure rolling through her.

"No," you said, tossing the remotes away and approaching Verda who collapsed onto her back, her eyes looking up at you while seemingly unfocused. "I can do whatever I want. Because one of us has something the other wants, and the other will be perfectly fine if I walked out of here right now. You need me in the arena. You need me to make you money. And you need me to fuck you. While to me... you're just a fucktoy."

Verda's eyes glared at your words but she was still quite shaken up by the efforts of the devices within her. Standing over her, you had her at your mercy, a **** to the unbearable pleasure you could give her.