You wish.

Overwhelmed and spent you lay there a moment, your hands forward playing with Anna's sweaty black hair. You hear Shanice move across the room and back again, you are too lost in your afterglow to really care. "Oh Anna baby, that was..." You suddenly feel cold metal around your wrist, clack!. Less than a split second later the same around your other wrist, clack! Anna slips out from under you.

"What the fuck?" You look up to see you are hand-cuffed. You blink and try to register what you are seeing. These were no ordinary cuffs, a chain lead out from the middle of them over the side of the couch. These were some sort of wrist and ankle restraints. Clack! Clack! You hear as Shanice fastens the other ends to the legs of the sofa.

Shanice slowly stands, triumphant before you. Hands on hips, purple dildo proudly in front of her.

You hear Anna, "Oh Joseph, why did you let this happen? Why?" She stands and goes to Shanice's side, pressing into her. The two of them look down at you.

Shanice berates you, "You shouldn't have cum Joseph, we weren't even close to finished yet. We are both very disappointed in you." Anna's hand reaches down and slowly begins stroking Shanice's massive member. The teen smiles, exulting in her subjugation of the older woman. "Though I think she may be far more disappointed than me."

The ebony vixen laughs, "You couldn't possibly understand....or maybe you could." With that she produces the bottle of lube once more.

Your eyes widen in terror. "Fuck this!" you yell. You pull hard against the chains but they hold firm. In a flash Shanice drops the bottle and is on you, her impressive strength forcing you down as the heavy dildo slams against your balls. You crumple as you hear her hiss, "You're not going anywhere boy." In moments she has you in a rear naked ****, those photos of her in MMA gear obviously not just a marketing gimmick. You soon fade to black.

You awaken to hear Shanice speaking with Anna. You are still on the couch face down with your wrists bound. However, now your ankles were also shackled together by a 2 foot long steel rod. The rubber taste of a 'Rossi Productions' ball gag in your mouth.

You hear Shanice ask, "Shall I make him mine Anna? Or do you want some time with your former man? Or perhaps we do this together."