Of course you fucking will!

You lie back, masturbating to the sound of ****-Mandy obediently sucking the dick that's about to ravage you. You close your eyes, fingering yourself with one hand and kneading a breast with the other. Then the sounds stop. You look up to see both Sam and Mandy, standing over you stark naked and smiling. "You owe me, Cindy," he says calmly. "Not just for Mandy. For before." You think back to when you almost fucked. When you had him stop at the last moment. That can't have been very comfortable for him... Perhaps you do owe him? "I think it's about time you paid me back," Sam continues. "****, why don't you get your bag?" Bag? Mandy runs off, returning seconds later holding the backpack she discarded earlier, grinning from ear to ear as she hands it over.

Sam pulls out a few lengths of thin black rope. Oh, so he's into that kind of thing, is he? You're not, usually, but there is nothing ordinary about this occasion. You can let him have his fun, this once. "Wrists", he says simply, and you hold them out. He ties one end of the rope around them with a tight knot, binding them together. "Get on the floor. On your knees." You do as he says, with only a little inner anger at his attitude. You keep telling yourself he deserves it after what he's done for you, and it mostly works. You are now on your knees in front of your bed, with your torso lying flat atop it. He hands the other end of the rope that binds your wrists to Mandy, who eagerly jumps up on the bed. Meanwhile, Sam ties a second rope around your ankles. Mandy worms the rope through the gap between your bed and the wall, then scurries off the bed, and under it. She pulls the rope out from under there, looping it around the underside of the bed. Sam takes hold of it, and pulls, hard. Your arms are stretched forward, and Sam ties the rope around your legs. immobilizing you almost completely. He must have done this before; his movements are too quick and efficient for a novice.

Both of them step back from you, no doubt admiring their handiwork. "Now," Sam says, "for the second part." He walks around to where you can see him, backpack in hand and Mandy on his heels. Then, he pulls out a harness, complete with strap-on dildo. What the fuck? He hands it to Mandy, and she clasps it on. "Don't worry, Cindy," he says, "I'll get mine. But why not let Mandy have some fun, first?" Oh, fuck, no! "No way!" You say. "That is too much! I'll let you tie me up all you want, fuck me all you want, but I'm not letting Mandy anywhere near me with that thing!" Mandy giggles. "You won't let me? What makes you think you have a choice?" She takes up position behind you, out of your sight. "Tell her to stop, Sam! Make her take it off!" Sam smiles, looking you straight in the eyes as he pulls up a chair and makes himself comfortable.

"Ok, then, " he says. "Mandy, as your master, I command you to stop, take off the toy, and put it back in the backpack." "Sam, as your girlfriend, I command you to shut the fuck, sit back, and enjoy the show." What? How did she say no? She's his- Oh, no. "Did it sink in yet?" Mandy asks from behind you in a mocking voice. "Good." You feel the hard tip of the dildo pressing against you. You pull at the ropes with your arms and legs, throwing your body left and right, shouting obscenities all the while. Nothing works. You can't move an inch. "Just relax, Cindy, " Mandy says, kneading your ass as she finds just the right angle with her toy, "It's not some fancy squirting dildo. Not a drop of cum in it for you to worry about." Cum is about the last thing you worry about as Mandy slams her hips into yours as hard as she can. You cry out at the brutal penetration, but Mandy is already pulling back again. Then back in. Faster and faster, harder and harder.

You have **** but to look at Sam while Mandy pounds you. He is still in his chair, jerking himself off. And he's smiling, the double-crossing bastard! His face is calm, smiling as he slowly strokes his cock. Mandy puts her hands on your shoulders, leaning forward to fuck you even deeper. "Mmm, you like that, Cindy? Not that it matters. You'll learn to, soon!" You can only whimper under her ****, gasping as every thrust hits home. Despite the ferocious pace of the scene unfolding before him, Sam looks to be in no rush whatsoever. His hand glides up and down his shaft slowly, lazily. Then, as abruptly as she began, Mandy pulls out from you. "Fuck! This is hard work! I need a break!" She saunters up to Sam, unfastening the harness and letting drop to the floor on her way.

Reaching Sam, Mandy climbs into his lap, and they kiss passionately. You see her hand on Sam's cock, pointing it upwards, and then she sinks down onto him. In an impressive feat of strength, Sam stands up, holding Mandy up around his waist, and he walks over to the bed. They crash down on it together. Mandy's head has landed right next to yours, and she looks over at you even as Sam begins fucking her in earnest. "Enjoying - AH! - the show? Mmmm! It's gonna get even better, soon!" You keep fighting against your bonds, but nothing works. Exhausted by your struggling and the hard fucking Mandy gave you, you go limp. Maybe Sam will forget to pull out? This is not going to end very well for you even if he accidentally enslaves her, but it would still beat the alternative...

"I'm close, " he says, and he pulls out. So much for your last hope. You know what's going to happen next. He's going to get behind you, give you one or two quick pumps, and end you. Except, that is not what happens. Mandy grabs the strap-on from the ground and holds it up. Sam, meanwhile, has taken his cock into his hands and is pumping it furiously. "Go on," she encourages him, "Do it! Let me have her!" You realize their plan the same instant Sam begins cumming. Mandy is careful to catch as much of it as possible on the dildo and in her hands, then spreads it around the entire length of it. No, no, no! Calmly, she puts it back on. You just see a small glob of cum drop down from its tip, before Mandy walks out of your field of vision. Once again, you feel her hands on your ass. Once again, the tip of the dildo against your opening, now slick with cum. "Bye, bye, bitch!" She sinks the slippery strap-on into you, and time begins.

You watch Master, watching you. The woman behind you is still fucking you, and this seems to be pleasing to Master. His cock is slowly getting hard again. After a while, the woman pulls back from you, and Master takes her place. He sinks His cock into you, but then pulls it all the way out again. His fingers follow, then move to your asshole. The next thing you know Master pushes His cock against it, then past. It hurts. The little bit of lubrication is not enough to make this at all comfortable, but of course you don't show it. "Now, then, " Master says from behind you, "Time to pay."