I do as I'm told

What else could I do? I was in a very awkward position to say the least, and for the most part, I found myself enjoying it. I grabbed a can of whipped cream and pulled the stems off of enough cherries to fill up a freezer bag. Then I obediently brought them back to her, knelt before her, and set them at her feet like an ancient Greek male who might have been honoring the goddess Aphrodite. but to me Morgan was Aphrodite and so much more. My eyes followed her lovely feet all the way up those gorgeous legs, stopping to look up under the short skirt she was wearing. I could see the dew of her womanhood glistening through the fabric of her pink panties. She was quite horny herself, and there was no way she could hide it from me.

It was all I could do to kneel there before her with my cock once again rising to the occasion. I knew Morgan saw it, because she smiled at me and looked over at the milker she had recently freed me from. Instead she ran her fingers through my hair, and caressed my face. "You've been a good ****" she said. "You've done as I asked, and haven't complained. Good slaves deserve rewards." She pulled out her phone again. "Ladies, this is how your men should be, ready and eager to serve you." She aimed the phone at me again as I knelt before her with yet another raging hard on, and the bag of cherries and can of whipped cream displayed before me. She then turned the camera to herself. "I'm now ready to go fuck his best friend Bill. The bag of cherries and the whipped cream you see are for me to take along for Bill's use. When I get back from fucking his best friend, I might just let him eat my pussy as a reward. That is, if he can stay away from his new 'girlfriend' long enough." She giggled as she panned her phone to take yet another shot of the milking machine.

She looked down at me with a very wicked, naughty expression on her face. "Now be a dear, and hand me the cherries and whipped cream."

Once again, I did as she asked.

"When I get back, maybe we'll make a video of you eating me out. You do have a good tongue. Maybe if you do an extra good job for our audience out there, I'll whore you out. I bet my little **** would like that, wouldn't he?"

I said not a word. Instead I found myself slowly nodding in the affirmative.

Morgan caressed the side of my face again. "Don't worry. I'll send you videos of what Bill and I are up to to keep your interest up. Promise you'll stay away from your girlfriend?"

There was no way I was going near that contraption again. I nodded. I watched as she walked out the door, glancing back to throw me a smile before she closed it behind her.