Resentment?
No. Fear!
"What? Not ready yet? Maybe these will help!" Chrissy places several magazine pin ups of naked hunks with their six pack abs and ample cocks centered in the photos both flaccid and in various stages of erections in front of JaMalia's terrified face. "These should be enough to excite any woman!" She berates. "Since you ARE a woman, you should be squirming in anticipation."
Chrissy leaves the whale tail T of the tuck tape secured above JaMalia's butt crack and applies a greasy gel lube before aligning the machine tool and gently forcing it past the tape thong on one side before starting the machine slowly and then increasing the speed of the strokes before sitting back to time the fucking on her phone.
JaMalia was thankful for the lube as the initial pain began to subside and she almost started to feel a bit of pleasure in getting her prostate stroked when Chrissy stopped the machine and pulled it back, the dildo exiting JaMalia's ass. "Two minutes. That's about how long most men last so that's where we stop." Chrissy announces.
Spent. JaMalia just lays on the floor after Chrissy removed the bondage equipment and left for the evening.
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