Of course you fucking will!

You lean back, propping yourself upright on your elbows and spreading your legs open wide. Sam smiles at the obvious invitation, but doesn't move away from Mandy just yet. He'd better come over soon, you think. You need a good long fuck after all the excitement of the night, and every second Mandy spends slobbering on him is a second less he'll be working his magic inside of you. Then again, he already came once tonight, so you're sure he'll be able to go the distance.

The urge to touch yourself is powerful. Overwhelming. But you resist. Your pussy burns with desire, seeing Mandy reduced to being your fluffer. You bite your lower lip, staring at Sam. The seconds feel like hours as you watch them. Any second now, he'll come over. He'll come, and give you the release you so desperately need. Another second. Another one. But then, finally, he puts a hand on Mandy's head, stopping her. She gets up, and together, they come over to you. Without needing to be told what to do, Mandy crawls onto the bed with you, getting behind you. She embraces you from behind. Her tits press into your back and her hands move around to tweak your nipples. She entwines her legs around yours, pulling them open further. As if you needed the encouragement! You hardly notice any of this, though. You only have eyes for Sam.

He walks over to you slowly. Teasing you. Your eyes are fixed on his cock as it gets closer and closer, Mandy's saliva glistening. Mandy's hands retreat from your breasts, coiling around your arms instead, and pulling them out from under you. You are laying flat against her, now, immobilized by her arms and legs. You don't care. Sam has arrived. He places one knee on the edge of your bed. Then the other. He moves a rebellious lock of hair out of your face, turning the motion into a caress. One knee comes forward. And the other. He's between your legs, now. Your eyes almost don't know where to look. His thick cock, ready to spear you? His chiseled abdomen? His broad shoulders? No. His eyes. He is smiling down at you as he leans in closer, grabbing hold of his cock and positioning himself. Then he is in you. You cum instantly as he slowly - Too slowly! - sinks ever deeper into you. Once he can go no deeper, he holds in place. Why isn't he moving? You look up at him, sure your desperation must be plain on your face. You try to buck your hips, but Mandy holds you firmly in place. Your orgasm fades. "What are you doing? Fuck me!" "Oh, I will, " Sam chuckles. Mandy is giggling behind you as well. "I just wanted you to know, first." "Know what?" His grin broadens, and his eyes turn to Mandy, who is breathing almost as heavily as you are. "Hey Mandy, tell Cindy that she's your mistress and you promise to serve her forever and ever like a good little ****." "Oh, fuck no!" Mandy responds. Wait, what? She can't refuse-

Oh, SHIT!

You freeze in shock as the realization hits you. He betrayed you! Just like before, Sam runs his fingers down your cheek in a gesture that would have been considered gentle and intimate in any other setting. Now, it's just mockery. "I told you, " he says as he begins pumping his hips, "I'm going to fuck you into my little ****."

You scream, partly in traitorous pleasure, mostly in fear. You thrash, trying to break free, but Mandy is holding on tightly. "I win, bitch, " is all Mandy whispers into your ear. Her earlier blowjob clearly had the desired effect, because not ten seconds of rough sex have passed before Sam announces your doom. "I'm going to cum!" Mandy goes wild. "Yes! Fuck her! Cum! Make her ours! Yes!" You desperately look for any opportunity to escape, but there isn't one. Sam slams himself all the way inside you one last time, and it's over. No. What were you thinking? Over? "And now, " Master says in between the final spurts of His orgasm, "The real fun begins!"