"Very poor performance today, slut," Madame exclaimed. "We'll need to keep training you." She tied me up to the toilet once again, blindfolded me, and...her and the man left the bathroom.There I was left alone with the smell of cum, ass, cock, and the somewhat dirty bathroom. I was tied up and couldn't clean any of this off, so I just lay there in my shame, thinking about what I had become. To add insult to injury, I heard Madame's moans of pleasure in the nearby bedroom.The door opened once. “What makes you think you’re the one who’d be doing the eating? Maybe I’d have had to eat you,” Ashley protested. Phil shook her head, “Nah, I’m the survivor, you’re definitely the one who gets eaten.” “As if! Which one of us do you think would survive, Randy?” Ashley asked, trying to drag me into their lighthearted dispute. “Whichever one is smart enough to go back inside, where there’s food, shelter, heat, and beds,” I shrugged, feeling a little uncomfortable, having Phil’s hand on my thigh.. She did enjoy the previous one. I again started licking her pussy and after some 2 – 3 minutes she stopped me and asked me to remove my cloths. I removed all my cloths and was now standing naked in front of her and she was she sitting on the sofa looking at my dick.She said, “I think its bigger than what I saw that day”. I said” Its because that day it had to to compromise only with your dreams but now it knows the dreams are about to come real” she laughed “So you were masturbating on my. That was it, theirs was a relationship of convenience, he was sure she was teasing about him loving her. They had both made it plain from the beginning no strings.She climbed on the bike behind him, her thighs wrapped around him, leaning into his back, her arms cinched around him. She felt good there, damn good. The thought flashed through his mind, "unbridled power between your thighs that answers to nobody." He revved his bike and turned onto the road, he wanted to drive so fast that all.