Shame leads to suffering.

Starla can't do it.
She can't bring herself to ask him to stay.
She wants to cum...but can't bring herself to ask for it.

She says nothing, so he decides.

He unties her right leg and moves it, denying her the running water on her pussy.
She was so close!

Both legs are freed and then he moves her away.

She curses her shame.

******

Her fortunes don't improve.

She's moved down to a river bed again, this time facing up towards a slight slope which the water crashes down.

Her arms are still tied over her head, but a new instrument comes into play.
She grunts at its entry.

What is it?

It is a thick dildo, connected to a long stick.
She's never taken one that size.
Maybe that one boyfriend from College. The one she made take it really slow.

That and rushing water on her already sensitive pussy is plenty to take!

The man has left her alone for a bit.

She takes these precious moments of relative peace and enjoys them.

He soon returns and comments on her situation.

"Your soon-to-be-Mistress loves to use big dildos on her Slaves. I thought I'd prep you for her," he explains.
'Oh boy! That's not good.'
"Well, I'm going to see what she is up to. Enjoy."

He walks away, leaving Starla to be pleasured by the combination of the rushing water and dildo.

She's so cold.
Why is she running hot then?

It feels so good...

She's getting close again.
She's nearly there.

That's when she hears light splashing of water.
He is coming back.