It's Olivia

As you look closer at her face, you quickly realize this is Olivia. The strangeness of this whole situation must have kept you from realizing it sooner. With her head tilted as much as it can be in her position, she looks directly at you. To your relief and continued confusion, she doesn't look scared or in pain, she simply stares with wide eyes. You lean in, attempting to remove the ball gag, but she quickly turns her head back, stopping you.

"Olivia, what is all this?" You ask. Though you don't know how you expect to get an answer with the gag still in place.

She simply stares back at you, her eyes widening a bit more. Her look seems to suggest that you should know what to do by now, but you're still lost. After letting out what sounds like a sigh, she darts her eyes and does her best to tilt her head to the side, motioning behind her. It's now that it finally clicks.

"Wait, really?" You say. You didn't intend it, but there was definitely the sound of excitement in your voice. "You want to do it like this?"

You watch as Olivia lifts her head up, seemingly her best attempt at a nod.

You're still confused, but that feeling is pushed away as your cock is now attempting to burst out of your pants. You move back behind her, once again staring directly at her ass. Her entire lower half looks smooth, as if waxed, something she doesn't normally do. You move your glance down towards her slit, it almost seems to be glistening as it sits, perfectly positioned for you. Your excitement builds as you reread the words "FUCK ME" that you can now see are most likely written in lipstick.

With the limited motion Olivia has, she begins swaying her ass form side to side as if signaling you to come get it. Your cock begs to be let out as it scrapes against your zipper, but you pause. Something still seems strange about all of this. Your current desire is to push that feeling aside, but should you?