Once we arrived in my room she demanded, "Get up on your bed, slut, and stay on all fours."

I obeyed and turned my head to watch behind me, both disappointed and nervous as she left the room. My nerves came flooding back as I wondered where she was going. She was gone a couple of minutes before returning, now wearing a strap-on cock. I briefly wondered where she could have gotten such a toy, but decided it no longer mattered.

She got on the bed, "Does my slut want to be fucked?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied, wanting nothing more, partly because it had been so long since I'd been...