Tara Fucks The Harem Girl's Pussy

"Take off your bottom," Tara ordered, "and kneel on the bed."
The Harem girl obeyed, kneeling on the bed on all fours, her head bent forward in utter submission. She heard movement, but couldn't lift her head to see what was happening. Then, suddenly, she felt something very large inside of her. "Have you ever been fucked by a strapon?" Tara asked.
"No, mistress, but I love it," the Harem girl answered. Whatever was inside of her was painfully big, bigger than any real cock. It moved in and out of the Harem girl's unlubricated pussy, and she smiled as if it was the gentle caress of a lover.
Tara had more words for her living toy. "This is your place, isn't it?"
"Yes, Mistress."
Tara stopped, taking a painfully long time to draw out the prosthetic member. "Are you done," Tara asked. "Or do you want more."
"I want to be used like the toy I am. Your pleasure is my pleasure, Mistress."
"Ah, what a darling," Tara said, jabbing the enormous plastic object back into the ravaged pussy.
"Beg for more," Tara said.
"Please, more Mistress. Fuck me harder, fuck me more. I'm yours, I exist to be used. I exist to serve, to fuck and be fucked like the **** I am."
"Yes," Tara said. "Soon, you're going to cum. You won't think you're cumming because I told you to, but because deep down you like this. Do you understand?"
"Yes, manipulate me Mistress."
The slavegirl started to get more and more aroused as her Mistress rammed the dildo into her her again and again and again. What sort of slut was she, to get turned on by this ****? And then, as the felt most powerful thrust yet, she came. Hard. What was she?
"Get dressed," Tara said. "But don't wash up. I want the smell of sex on you when the guests arrive."