Not even close...

Ebony stood up unsteadily and staggered back towards Ken, leaving Ivory sprawled on the floor, her face covered in Ebony’s juices and a stunned expression covering it. Ken steadied his pet and kissed her lightly, the pride and need in his eyes flowing back into her, re-energizing her. She kissed him back passionately, then pulled away, producing an impressive strap-on from her pile of clothing and tying it on, carefully making sure Ivory saw it.

The busty blonde stared at the black strap-on and her empty eyes grew wider. “Mistress?” she asked nervously.

“What? You thought that was your punishment? No, no, no, being permitted to touch me was your reward for admitting what you are,” with the cock strapped on, she pulled a riding crop out as well, “now comes the punishment. Now, get on all fours, like the bitch you are,” she commanded, swinging the crop through the air as her strap-on casually bobbed to unheard (and probably obscene) music.

Ivory rolled over, but couldn’t get up until Ebony freed her hands from the cuffs, which she did, after only a few seconds of her ****’s begging and struggling. Then Ivory obeyed instantly, the remnants of her dress giving her creamy flesh the appearance of a zebra pattern, until Ebony pulled it off. “Lose the panties and bra, if I want my bitch dressed up, then I’ll do it,” she ordered. Ivory obeyed somewhat more slowly (as she was too obedient to get off all fours). Pulling her panties off was a bit tricky as they were now cemented to her cunt by the massive flooding in her loins.

“Beg,” Ebony commanded.

Ivory groveled, “Please, mistress, make me cum, fuck me like the bitch I am.”

The crop slammed down hard on her white ass, drawing a long red line across it and Ivory yelped, before resuming her pleading, “Please, use me, **** me, do anything to me, whatever you want,” she moaned.

“Shut that bitch up,” Ebony commanded Ken. “I don’t want to hear her yapping.”

The warmth in his eyes vanished instantly and Ebony turned to face him, ‘please’ she mouthed and Ken gave her a sharp nod, giving in, even to such a pleasant request, even for such obviously good reasons, went against the grain. He stalked around the pair and drove his cock deep into Ivory’s open mouth.

“Do remember to ask before you cum,” Ebony said cruelly as she drove the entire length of her strap-on into Ivory’s pussy. The other end ground hard against her clit every time she pushed forward into her ****’s cooch. Ivory gagged as he casually shoved his cock so deep that her nose once again flattened on his stomach and she bounced back and forth between Ebony’s thrusts into her cunt and Ken’s into her mouth.

Ken fucked Ivory’s mouth roughly as his hands, above her head and outside her line of sight mauled her mistress’s breasts at the same time as her mistress reamed her cunt. Ebony moaned as she fucked Ivory, but it had more to do with Ken’s rough handling of her sensitive nipples than the fucking she was giving her new ****.

Whenever she remembered, she brought a hand down on her ass, or her crop down on the side of a creamy tit, provoking a moan from Ivory around Ken’s thrusting cock. His powerful thrusts were shoving his cock deep into her throat and her moans felt fantastic on his cock. The only thing better was the feel of mountainous titflesh jiggling under his fingers as Ebony fucked and gasped and moaned herself. Ivory’s moaning started to rise to a crescendo, but a thundering blow from Ebony across her back brought her back to herself and **** a muffled scream from her throat, which felt fan-damn-tastic on Ken’s cock.

“You don’t cum until I give you permission,” Ebony reminded her ****, before slapping her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint in the pale flesh of Ivory’s impressive ass.

The sight of his **** acting so dominant at the same time as she was submissively accepting and enjoying his groping, grasping hands on her magnificent breasts almost made Ken shoot his load straight down Ivory’s throat…