"Good girl. This made me thirsty, I'll go have a drink. Don't go anywhere." Mister Roberts laughed as he walked out of the room.
I was of course going nowhere, bound as I was on all fours, looking at myself in the mirror as my head was pulled back by my braid, that was connected to the hook up my ass. I was still reeling from my first series of multiple orgasms and was just about recovered when mister Roberts returned. He put a glass of water with a straw into my mouth, and told me to rehydrate, we still had a long night ahead of us. I noticed that his cock was half hard and remembered his comment about the viagra. Fuck, I really was in for a long night.
After I had finished drinking he started untying me, starting with my legs and arms and then the spreader bar. He untied the hook from my braid and started pulling on it, extracting the big ball from my ass, making me groan at the intense stretch. He tutted and held up the ball end infront of my eyes and there was a fleck of poo crowning it. He said, "This simply will not do, I will have to clean you out thoroughly my dear."