Yes another harsh trick for Tiffany

You look over to Tiffany with a horrified look on your face, as she smiles back at you.

"Well you heard it Ellie doesn't look like trusting Tiffany was a smart move, thankfully for you she's not so smart herself, and seems to of forgotten you were answering someone else's questions." The announcer says with a devious chuckle, as you watch Tiffanys face drop almost comically quickly, her eyes wide as she realizes the mistake she just made, might cost her quite dearly.

"I was just joking, I wouldn't really do that to you." Tiffany begins in a tone that convinces no one.

"Sorry Tiffany, but we have to take your first answer." The announcer chuckles as you feel the restraints on your arms and legs release and you sit up and stretch your arms and legs as you very gently pull the condom full of cum out of your pussy.

"So what now then?" You ask as you continue to stretch your naked form forgetting all about the audience watching you.

"Well we can let you do what Tiffany wanted to do to you." The announcer offers as a pedestal opens up with a strap on it, and you look over at Tiffany who is trying to get free. While you feel it would teach her a lesson, you feel that actually being the one to possibly impregnate Tiffany while part of you would find that hot, the rest would feel incredibly guilty, especially if it actually stuck.

"I don't know if I'd feel to comfortable with that." You say as you rub the back of your neck.

"We figured you might be, so if you don't want to use the strap on we'll let you go onto the next game, while we make sure Tiffany get what she wanted." The announcer chuckles as you look over at the strap on, and decide there and then that you couldn't go through with it, not that you even wanted to anyway.

"I'll guess I'll head onto the next game then." You reply as you look over to Tiffany who still looks nervous as you see the dildo slowly press into her wet lips and the thin latex balloon get pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. You shake you head as the sound of a panel sliding open and a familiar brown haired girl grinning at you and beckoning you over as you turn and leave Tiffany to her fate, narrowly avoid a similar fate yourself.