Thwarted by her belt

Denise heard Jon's words and quickly sat up, leaned in and pushed Sarah's legs apart and dove into her pussy. Her only thoughts were to please her mistress. But instead of finding Sarah's welcoming cunt, she was thwarted by the chastity belt now securely locked and sealing her kitty away.

Denise screamed in frustration as she sat back down on her heels and watched as Sarah deep throated her Master and was soon rewarded with his orgasm. Tears flowed down her cheeks as her body trembled with need. She looked up at Master Jon, her vision clouded and her hands outstretched pleading with him to let her serve him.

"Well ****, I guess it's just not time yet. Go to the table and get the anal plug, Ben Wa balls, and your belt and bring them to me." Jon ordered.

Denise started to get up, but was stopped when she heard her Master speak again.

"No walking, crawl, slaves crawl when obeying their Master." He barked.