Cynthia Proposes A Trade

Ava whimpers in her cell as her body betrays her once again, the high powered vibrator pressing hard against her clit. She's drenched in sweat, her body limp and weak, her mind delirious from unfulfilled desire, and the pleasure the vibrator brings is now equal parts pain. She too preoccupied with her suffering to even notice when Cynthia walks in, jumping in surprise when the redhead says, "Wow I didn't think Gary had it in him."

Ava's attention snaps to the intruder, shocked to see the beautiful woman is completely naked in front of her. She feverishly runs her eyes over the curvy girls body, her pale breasts and little pink nipples, her flat stomach, her trimmed pussy, just visible between her toned thighs. The visual stimulation heightens her pleasure and she feels her orgasm approaching, then vibration stops as her hands move the sex toy away from her eager pussy.

"Oooh, orgasm denial huh? Brutal." Cynthia taunts.

Ava grits her jaw and closes her eyes, **** not to see the sexy, naked woman in front of her. "Leave me alone." She growls.

Cynthia clicks her tongue. "That's no way to talk to a girl who could help you out with your little...problem."

Ava's eyes snap open. "Help?"

"Mmmhmmm." Cynthia replies, inspecting the wall of sex toys. "Gary gave me permission to do whatever I want with you. I was just going to come down here and have you eat my ass and maybe whip you a little. I've never tried S&M but I think I'd like it. But seeing you like this..." She pulls a strap on off of the wall and shows it to Ava, "I'm thinking, maybe we can make a deal instead."

Ava's eyes are locked on to the bright green phallus, her body crying out in need. "What do you want?" She tries to sound confident but her voice breaks.

Cynthia smiles at her, knowing she has her over a barrel. "Simple. I want to win this thing, if you help me stay in the game I'll get you off. If there's a vote, don't vote for me. If there's a challenge, let me win. Deal?"

"Deal." Ava says immediately. She wants out of this hell hole anyways.

"Good." Cynthia coos, putting on the strap-on. "Now bend over bitch." She orders.

Ava quickly obeys. She's used to being the dominant one during sex, but her **** need forces her to push her pride and preferences aside. She proper herself up on her elbows on her cot, ass jutting out. Cynthia's artificial cock slips into her wet pussy easily. While there's still a good degree of pain for Ava from her hourly vibrator ****, there's also and instant wave of pleasure and she instantly cries out.

"Take it slut." Cynthia says in a played up growling voice, grabbing her hips. "Beg me to fuck you."

"F-fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Ava cries out, desperately bucking backwards against the strap-on.

Cynthia giggles as she starts to thrust hard in and out of the Asian girl in front of her. It only takes a few seconds for Ava to collapse face first onto the metal cot. Crying out "I'm gonna cum!"

"Fuck yeah you are!" Cynthia cheers, a giant smile on her face as she continues to pound Ava hard and fast. "Cum for me whore."

Ava cums harder than she ever has before, opening her mouth a scream that gets caught someone in her chest and comes out as little more than a whimper.

Cynthia pulls out with laugh. "Holy shit, you came all over yourself!" She points out, looking at the Asian girl's slick thighs. "That was fun."

Ava just moans rolling over into the fetal position, panting heavily. Cynthia give her ass a quick spank saying, "Now don't forget your end of deal. I'm guessing SOMETHING is going to happen with the show tomorrow." Then she removes the strap on and heads out, with a jaunting whistle.

"That's an alliance with Andrea and Ava. Simone is pussy whipped. I'm fucking bulletproof." She confidently whispers to herself.