No. In fact, FUCK no.

That night Glenn had prepared everything for his night with Maggie. He had flowers he picked and scented candles he found laid out. It was perfect. When Maggie entered the room she was stunned to silence.

Maggie didn’t know what to think. Her Master, Gregory, had told her she had to sleep with Glenn tonight and she didn’t want to. But then she saw this display of affection and it sparked memories of her time with Glenn and just how sweet he was. Maybe she had made a huge mistake with Gregory. Maybe she was blinded to what was going on around her. She smiled at Glenn and sauntered up to the bed locking eyes with Glenn, “so. What do you have in mind?”

Instead of answering Glenn embraced Maggie for a kiss. Maggie felt Glenn’s tongue invade her mouth trying to mingle with hers but instead of finding her tongue he kept hitting her teeth, eventually giving up he began kissing her lips, cheek, and then neck. Maggie decided to let fate decide how tonight would go and began to undress, As seductively as she could. Glenn however, threw his clothes off as fast as possible, having to standup to get his pants off, causing him to fall over with a whomph noise.

“I’m okay!” Glenn said as he sprang back up. He was erect… kinda? Maggie hadn’t remembered Glenn being so… not endowed. It wasn’t small like a micro or anything. But it most certainly wasn’t Gregory’s golden staff. Maggie waited for Glenn to take charge and after a few awkward seconds Glenn motioned for Maggie to lay on her back. She complied and laid there, legs slightly spread as Glenn mounted between them. She felt Glenn rubbing up and down on her and Maggie felt herself as dry as the Sahara. She could see Glenn’s face and him getting frustrated so Maggie closed her eyes and began to recall her times with Gregory. She thought of how they first ‘negotiated’ and he had tricked her into being bound and he fucked her face, forcing his manhood deep into her throat. Maggie thought about being bent over his desk with her own soiled panties in her mouth as he fucked her over and over again mercilessly pounding her defenseless pussy. Maggie thought about the first time Gregory had pissed on her and how degrading and exciting it felt. Maggie felt herself growing wetter and wetter at the memories, subconsciously having a hand rub her clit. Her revery was broken though by Glenn’s shaky voice.

“Oh. Oh you like that huh?”

Maggie opened one eye and saw Glenn on top of her. Apparently during her ruminating he had entered her and was… ‘giving her the business’ Maggie could hardly feel anything going on. She could see the sweat on his forehead and knew Glenn was working hard.

Maggie thought of a response and quickly formulated, “ooh yeah. Yeah it feels sooooooo good”.

Upon hearing her say that Glenn’s whole body tensed up and Maggie felt him climax. The feeling of his cock swell inside of her mad she feel him a bit more, but nothing like Gregory.

After coming down from his climax Glenn rolled off of Maggie, “so, uh. Was that good for you?”

Maggie slowly brought her legs together and nodded, not trusting her voice. Maggie knew Glenn still loved her, but Maggie had moved on. She had become entangled with Gregory. Maggie loved Gregory’s cock, she hated the man but the tool he had and how he used it had her enraptured. If Maggie had to choose a partner it would be Gregory, a never ending fount of orgasms. Within a matter of minutes Maggie could hear Glenn softly snoring, the exertions bringing him swiftly to sleep.

Slowly Maggie crawled out of bed and made her way to Gregory’s room. Silently she opened the door and saw Gregory still awake, he was reading a book and saw Maggie approach, “I knew you’d be back slut. Crawl over here”.

Maggie immediately got to her knees and crawled to Gregory’s bedside.

“Did you let him cum inside you?”

Maggie looked at the floor and nodded.

“Tsk tsk tsk, that’s a naughty girl. And as you know. Naughty girls get punished. Come here,” Gregory walked over to a bench that had a pillory attached to it. Maggie and Gregory had used it many times to ‘punish’ her and Maggie loved the feeling of total helplessness that it induced. Plus the fact that it faced the window so anyone outside could see her while anyone walking into Gregory’s room would be able to fuck her and she’d have no idea who it was.

After being locked in place Gregory strapped a vibrating wand to Maggie’s pussy and set it to low. Next he brought his meaty shaft to her face and slapped her cheeks a few times. Maggie opened her mouth to suck Gregory’s cock but instead he let out a steady stream of piss right onto her face. Maggie was unable to move her block any of it as her face and hair were thoroughly coated in his golden liquid. “Now Maggie. I’m going to fuck your ass all night long and you are going to thank me every time”.

Coughing from the **** beverage Maggie meekly said, “yessir”.

Upon finishing urinating Gregory moved behind Maggie and she felt him line his cock up with her asshole. The vibrater on her pussy felt good and Maggie tried to bring it closer to her to grind into it but it was locked tight. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Gregory’s thick cock slide into Maggie’s butt. She let out a moan as her first orgasm coursed through her. The vibrator, the degradation, and the asshole pounding she knew she was seconds away from was so good.

“Thank you Master for fucking my ass” said Maggie as Gregory gave her ass a smack as he began to really pound it.