Briana makes her choice.

It's not long until you find yourself knelt down on the floor towel, looking up at Briana lightly stroking her false dick. Your hands rested on your knees, and you had a pretty good guess as to what Briana was going to ask from you. She grabbed her strap, holding it up, and took a step forward, letting go. The toy bonked against the top of your head, and you were left with only her legs and barely visible pussy in your vision. "Let's see you handle this right. Show me how you handle a real piece."

Well... you'd had sooome practice. And so, you went to work, starting with a few pecks on the tip, kissing it. You couldn't believe how submissive you'd been made in such a short time... well, yes you could. Still, this was far from anything you'd actually done, and all the more exciting for it. You rub your tongue along the toy, getting in close, and sneaking a kiss and lick to Briana's feminine parts. You heard a small giggle, before Briana's hips moved backwards. "Later. For now, focus on the girlytoy, boytoy." You grunt agreement, and move your head back, moving up and along her dick now, starting at the base and moving to the head. Her shaft was littered with little kisses and long licks, getting it ready for you to take, eventually. Your hands also moved up, both following your mouth, softly stroking along the 7 inches of plastic penis you were handling. Eventually, you reached the head, and you took it into your mouth, swirling your tongue all around it. A small gasp came from Briana , maybe she was impressed by your effort? She was enjoying this, just getting to watch a show. It wasn't the worst, and you were sure she'd change it up... but you had your own idea on how to make that happen a bit sooner.

Your hands dipped low again, stroking along the underside of the dick, getting closer and closer to Briana's body. "Favoring the underside? That feel better or somethMMMm!" Your fingers find their target, plunging into Briana's vagina, dragging along her inner walls. You look up and give your best smirk, which must look rather silly with the dildo still in your mouth. Not silly enough to stop Briana's retaliation, however. "Haaa, crafty little guy... you know, I always wondered what it'd be like to use hair like a handlebar, you mind if I...." Briana's sentence is ended by her hands grabbing a hold of your hair. It's long enough that she's able to stretch it out, turning it into makeshift pigtails... which are used as makeshift handlebars anyhow. Briana doesn't waste time with more words, instead yanking you down the length of the cock. You had aimed to taunt her... looks like you'd nailed it. You were no longer in control, being slammed back and forth, wet slapping and muffled moaning the only thing you had to offer. Your hands were on Briana's knees just to steady yourself, gripping hard as you were used like an onahole. And Briana wouldn't have to stop when she came... just when she felt like it. Maybe you'd bitten off more than you can blow....

"Ah, that's satisfying. A little subservient slut, helpless and yet all too happy, judging by this." Briana nudges your dick with her foot, and indeed, it was just as hard as ever. Fuck, this was hot... just as you started to completely give over and be a moaning hole for the strap on, Briana pulled you off fully. Surprised you looked up at her, mouth still hanging open for a moment, which proved to be a mistake... as much as any of this had been, anyhow. A sudden spurt of white came from the dildo, splattering partially into your mouth, and partially onto your face, leaving you spluttering in surprise. Of course it had to be a special strap on. Well, it did make you feel all the more like a dirty slut for Briana, so you weren't complaining. On the contrary, you were rubbing the outside of your panties, wondering if you should rub one out right now. But a towel hit you in the face, leaving it clear what you were supposed to do next. "You'll cum eventually, but I'm gonna build that up reeeeeal nice, first." You wiped your face off, and looked back at Briana, a smirk on her face, and a hungry look in your eye. What was she plotting now?