Candy gripped the headboard with both of her hands and threw her head back, cumming hard on her master’s hand, squirting pussy juice onto the mattress beneath her. “Fuck!” she squealed, her eyes rolling back into her head as he carried her orgasm higher and higher into the clouds. “Aaaaahhhh! Fuck!” she screamed. “Thank you, Sir!”
Withdrawing from her pussy as she descended, he wiped his wet hand across her ass and her back before drying it the rest of the way on the pillow next to her.
“Rewards are meant to be enjoyed,” he stated, getting off of the bed and allowing Candy to finish her task of tying Toy’s hands above her head. “Letting you cum is a reward,” he stated, walking to the nightstand and opening the drawer. “What’s the ultimate reward, though, Fuck Toy?”
She was quiet for a moment, trying desperately to come up with the correct answer in her mind. Her chest heaved as she breathed heavy. “Having you use m… YOUR holes?” she asked, quickly correcting her mistake.
Sir let out a villainous laugh. “That was a close call there, Fuck Toy,” he stated, retrieving more binding straps from the nightstand.
“I’m s… s… sorry, Sir,” she stuttered, her hands gripping the straps that came from her wrists.
“Tell me again, Toy… What’s the ultimate reward?” he asked, handing Candy one of the straps and then walking around to the opposite side of the bed. He held up his strap, showing Candy, instruction her, without words, to follow his lead.
“Getting to have you use your holes,” Toy replied, a little more confidently.
“Eeeerrr,” he replied, loudly mimicking a losing buzzer sound and making her jump. “Wrong answer!” he laughed, looping his strap through the back of Toy’s knee and watching Candy mirror his action with the other leg. Toy’s breath sped up, the dread and anticipation of not knowing what was about to happen making her tremble. “What’s the ultimate reward, Pet?” he asked, looping the other end of the strap to the last rung of the headboard.
“Tasting and swallowing your cum, Sir,” she breathlessly replied, copying his actions with her strap.
“Another right answer,” he praised her, nodding his head and cuing her to pull her strap in unison with his. The straps lifted Toy’s legs, spreading them wide apart, leaving her pussy and ass open and on display.
After tying the ends of the straps in their current position, Sir moved to the foot of the bed, admiring the view of the Fuck Toy helplessly on display in front of him and at his disposal. “Come see my view, Candy,” he instructed, to which she immediately hurried toward him. Before she could drop to her knees into her default position, Sir grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of him, standing, and facing the bed. Her heart raced with excitement at being allowed to join him, and a broad smile strained her face.
Sir wrapped his strong arms around the front of Candy’s shoulders and rested his head on the top of her head. His rock-hard cock rested against the small of her back, and she stared ahead at the Fuck Toy displayed on her bed.
“Now… I did tell you this reward is for you,” he mumbled, his deep, raspy voice smooth in her ears. “So, in just a few minutes, you’re going to get to play with her while we wait for more guests to arrive.”
Excitement coursed through Candy’s veins, and her mouth watered. “Thank you, Sir.”
“But first… My balls are starting to ache, so she’s gonna listen to you fuck me and make me cum inside that tight little asshole,” he stated. Her breath caught in her throat and her stomach somersaulted inside of her as she nodded emphatically. “And as an added little bonus, since I know how much you like an audience when you perform, I’m gonna turn the camera on live to about fifty people waiting for me to log on right now. They’re gonna get a good look at our naked, fat-pussy Fuck Toy while they watch and listen to you getting fucked up the ass.”
Candy suddenly gasped when she realized that she had forgotten to breathe. She watched Toy’s breathing rate increase as she listened to what was in store. Toy whimpered and whined as she pulled against the bindings, completely helpless to stop the fact that she was about to be recorded in this position.
“No,” Toy whispered, her breathing turning to panicked gasps. “No! I didn’t agree to that!” she suddenly yelled, finding her voice.
“Oh, but you did!” Sir bellowed, making Candy jump. “You told me whatever I wanted, right?” he asked.
“I didn’t mean this!” Toy argued loudly. “I want to stop!”
Releasing Candy, Sir knelt on the bed between Toy’s open legs and brought his hand down sharply on her clit. She screamed out at the sudden sharp pain and gasped.
“You met a stranger in a bar and were so desperate for his attention that you told him he could do whatever he wanted to you…” Another sharp slap making her scream again. “Then you came home with him and let him use you as a cum rag for his friends…” Another sharp slap. “You’ve been on camera the whole time, Fuck Toy…” Another slap, and another scream. “Now… If you want to stop now, that’s fine. I’ll be happy to send the videos I have so far to everyone on your contact list.”