A very frustrated Morgan

Morgan had not been able to get a bit of sleep that night. After the servant had left her alone she had continued to be teased by the dildo stuffed into her pussy held in place by the chastity belt. On top of not being given the release of a single climax the teasing was so constant that it kept Morgan awake the whole night. It was only in the early morning that Morgan received her next visitor which was Ingrid who approached her cell much like a cat sauntering up to its prey.

"Good morning my little bitch! Got any sleep last night? No? Aww too bad well off to work with you!" Ingrid greeted Morgan mercilessly as she removed the shackles on Morgan's wrists finally allowing Morgan the use of her hands and removed the gag as well. Though with the constant teasing Morgan received the whole night there was a considerable amount of saliva that pooled behind the gag which poured out as soon as the gag was removed dripping down onto Morgan's chin and tunic.

Ingrid then turned to leave only to be halted by Morgan's hand reaching out to clutch her dress.

"Wait! What about this chastity belt?" Morgan asked pleadingly.

"No, You're being punished remember? It's certainly not my fault your such a repressed slut that you couldn't get any sleep last night nor for your current horny state. No, you'll be going about your daily duties with the rest of the servant staff with that chastity belt in place." Ingrid said as she removed Morgan's grip from her dress and took a step back reveling in the horrified look on Morgan's face.

"Now get yourself together bitch, you have quite the day ahead of you." Ingrid said with a teasing smile as she walked away from Morgan fully knowing that the servant staff of the castle had such interesting plans in store for Morgan that day.