Not much longer

Eventually, John let you down from your rope prison, allowing you to stretch your aching muscles and recover. He was gentle with you, talking softly and helping you to move. After a shower, he brought you back upstairs to the master bedroom where an inviting sight lay.

It was his girlfriend, your tormentor, in the same position as you had been when you had first gone up together. She had a collar on, but a smaller more subtle one. Her pussy had been shaven clean and you noticed whip marks on her ass similar to the ones she’d given you.

“I seem to remember us giving our little friend here an ass fucking without lube. Do you remember that dear?”

She tried to protest, but had been gagged.

“So he’s here to return the favor.” John said, then as he grabbed your ass he told you “give her everything she gave you, that’s an order.”