You wait for your owner

Half an hour later, Mr. O’Brian walks down the stairs, and descends to one knee in front of you. He starts to caress your right cheek and smiles “Good morning, beautiful!”. You appreciate his kindness, and you smile back at him, but you still want to get out of here. That being said, if it is morning, that means you haven’t had sex for at least twelve hours. And you could really use some action!

“Turn around,” he says, and you obey, happily pressing your rear against the bars. He reaches to your wet pussy, and gives it a few thrusts with his index finger. You moan from the pleasure, then his finger moves up your asshole, and he decides to do some further exploration.

You hear a spit whilst groaning, then the finger leaves, and a buttplug is inserted in your asshole. He slips it all the way in, then gives you a slap on your ass, and you are instructed to turn to your previous position.

“You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asks and starts fondling one of your erect nipples.

You nod.

“Then we are going to be just fine in here,” he says. He unlocks your ballgag, descends to both knees, and begins to unlock his zipper. “Now show me how much my money is worth.”