Warm up your master.

You fiddle with your pants and let your cock spring from its containment, the rising sun casting a shadow of your phallus across the tied celebrity's face.

"Take a seat, my Alpha" You order, your **** again looking confused. You point to Yvonne's waving chest, the Aussie doubling her attempts to remove her binds. Cindy smiles and lifts a leg, the long and sexy appendage swinging over your struggling captive and settling Cindy's shapely rear on Yvonne's taut tummy.

The red fabric of your Alpha settles as your **** presses her hips against Yvonne's 34Bs. The bound breasts pool against Cindy's nether regions, your **** looking up from your seated position with faux innocence in her eyes.

"First lets warm up my Cock." You take a step, your rigid tool hovering over Yvonne's head and close to your Alpha's lips.

Your intentions well declared, Cindy reaches under your shaft and runs her tongue from its base to the tip. Reaching your swollen glans, she suckles gently on the underside before taking the whole swollen flesh into her mouth.

Running her tongue around the tip in a race to build up spit, she opens her mouth and plugs your pisshole with her tongue. The excess saliva drips down and drops onto Yvonne's face.

Although awash with pleasure, you still retain enough mind to stop Cindy before she can wipe it off. "Let her bathe in it" you order, Cindy smiling as she lowers her head back down to your cock.

Where before Cindy had tented to your meat staff with the care and precision of a surgeon, now she applied thick saliva coated licks to your pole. Soon your whole penis was awash in your ****'s spittle, thin rivulets of her mouth juice running onto the now disgusted Yvonne. Pre-cum dribbles onto Yvonne's chest, your **** longingly eyeing your seminal fluid.

"That is enough, my Pet." You order, your release contained by a wish. There was no way you were going to let this end so simply!

Cindy lets a thick string of saliva bridge her tongue and the head of your penis, the rope of pre-cum and saliva bending until it lays a line across the now shuddering star's face.

"That was rather rude of you, my Alpha" You say while smiling, the brief flash of worry passing through Cindy's mind before she catches your intention.

"Sorry master" Cindy pouts, her puffy lips pushing outward and her head drooping as she gives the cutest frown she can muster. "Let me clean up my mess."

With that Cindy nearly folds in half as she begins lapping at the liquids on Yvonne's scrunched face. Running her tongue across the tanned skin, taking especial care to suckle slightly on the ball gag that kept this whole affair toned down, Cindy is an attentive licker.

"Thank you for the help master" Cindy says, now occupied with licking at Yvonne's parted lips. She brings her head to match Yvonne's gaze, nose to nose, eye to eye.

Yvonne tries to avert her gaze, but a quick grab of her messy blond hair has her staring straight into your ****'s eyes.

The Australian actress is breathing hard, her chest rising and falling even with Cindy straddling her chest. She looks miserably turned on, the top of her T-shirt slickened with her and Cindy's spit.

"Do you hear that, whore?" Cindy says, whispering into Yvonne's gag. "This God" She looks up at you with a gaze that could be described best as rapturous adoration. "is your new master."

The look on Yvonne's face can best be described as torturous realization.