Of course not

Chesty pulled Bambi to her feet only to punch her in the gut, full strength. Bambi doubled over with her wind completely knocked out. Chesty took out a strapon harness, and then looked through a few dildoes, finally selecting a 7 inch one.

"Smaller than I usually use, but we're gonna be here a looonnnnggg time, and I don't want you wearing out on me too fast. Now get up on your knees, you little whore."

Bambi did as she was told and obediently reached for the fake cock with her mouth, but Chesty moved it out of reach, and then quickly slapped Bambi on the cheek with it.

"No. Beg me to let you suck it."

"NO!" Bambi screamed as she jumped up and threw a punch. But Chesty just caught her by the wrist and twisted the arm behind her in a painful hammerlock, then began **** her with the other.

"You think I'm playing with you, you little slut? You do what I say, when I say! Now, beg!" Chesty loosened her grip on Bambi's throat just enough so that she could talk.

"Please let me suck you off!"

"WHO?!" Chesty shook Bambi violently.

"Mistress, please let me suck you off."

"You better do a good job, that's as much lube as you're getting... doesn't look like you need any actually, but whatever." Grabbing two handfuls of hair, Chesty **** Bambi to her knees, and then shoved the strapon into her throat. Bambi gagged, drool running down her chin. Chesty withdrew the strapon a couple times so she could slap Bambi's face with it. Soon, Bambi's cheeks were shiny from drool as well.

Tiring of this, Chesty grabbed Bambi by the hair and pulled her all the way onto it, then pinched her nose shut. Bambi flailed, but was helpless. She began turning red, and her arms started going limp. Just before she could pass out, Chesty shoved her off the strapon and onto her back.