"Do you like my ass?"

“All done,” Meg says, brightly.

Sabrina’s still tied to the bed. But a few changes have been made.

She’s now stark naked except for her black-and-purple striped stockings. Her ankle ropes are tied to the ceiling, raising her legs in the air, spreading them apart and presenting her round impudent bottom as a tempting target for the hovering ping-pong paddle which floats in the air just beyond the foot of the bed. The infernal pussy-**** brush stills flicks over her clit, but now it’s been joined by two infernal nipple-**** brushes, patiently teasing her tits.

An exact duplicate of Meg, her skirt hiked up, sits on Sabrina’s face. She smiles and blows you a kiss as you look at her, seemingly content to do this for hours.

The TV flickers to life.

“Hi, Sabrina,” says another Meg, sitting behind what appears to be a nightly news desk. She looks adorable in her neat grey anchorwoman blazer. “I’m Meg, your roommate. Do you like my ass?”

“Mmmffff…” Sabrina’s voice is almost inaudible beneath the Meg duplicate’s yellow-pantied posterior, though from the way she struggles against her inescapable bonds, you’re pretty sure she’s not too happy about the situation. The real Meg, comfortably seated on your lap, emits a shy little giggle as you kiss her neck and reach between her legs with your strong hands.

“You might be wondering why you’re here!” says chatty TV Meg. “Well, you know, Sabrina, you’re not actually a very good roommate. In fact, you’re really annoying to live with! So that’s why your whole world is my ass now. Now, let me start listing all the super irritating things you do, and how you’re going to apologise to me for them.”

SMACK.

“MMFFFF!” Sabrina’s whole body flinches as the ping-pong paddle makes contact with her already stinging red ass.

“Number one. **** metal sucks…”