Amy's garage

With Amy's face out of the way you're finally able to make out the unfinished walls, the faint smell of motor oil makes you think it's a garage. You quickly notice something strange, as you are looking down at the dirty concrete floor you are seemingly not on the ground. You forcefully yet carefully shake your body which not only shows you that you are even more bound than before, but surprises you when your body begins to swing back and forth.

"Like the fancy rig?" Amy says as she teasingly pushes against your causing you to swing even faster.

"Ooohghao?" You attempt to question, realizing the ring gag is still in your mouth.

"It's an entire pully system." She says as she presses a button on the wall

You suddenly feel your body lift even higher in the air before she presses another button brining you back down.

"You're now adjustable, perfect for any crotch height." She says as she walks back towards you. Your eyes are soon staring at the now all too familiar bulge under her skirt. "And when I'm not using you for fun, you can be like one of those tennis balls that tell you if your cars backed up too far." She laughs as she holds out her hand, gently stroking you cheek.

You watch as she uses her other hand to pull down her skirt, putting her monster cock on full display.

"And I know what you're thinking." She says as she brings the tip of her cock closer to you, tracing it around your open lips. "As wonderful as it will be for me to fuck you again and again and again, it might get a little boring after a while." She slides her cock forward just enough that the tip rests on your tongue, the taste of precum already noticeable. "But don't worry, I'm still full of surprises!"