Was I looking forward to being put in that ring bondage device thingy again? Maybe. Was I nervous because of the upcoming session? Nah, not really. We had been seeing our friend Mr. D. so many times, that I knew exactly what he wanted, needed, and what he expected from me. Carefully, I applied my bright red lipstick and made sure the edges were clean, knowing very well it would get smudged and ruined a few minutes into the session. That was fine. As a little pornstar, a girl gets used to these sorts of things. But the outfit situation was a whole other story. My Owner chose a red lace body for me to wear tonight. Combined with the ring restriction device, it would look quite unflattering for sure. There was no hiding my piggy body. I pinched my thick belly and sighed. Oh well. It would get better eventually. It had to. And after all, people were still subscribing to see me and jerk off to my body. When I was ready, I went over to the living room to meet my Master, who had already prepared everything for the session. He locked me up in the bondage device so that I was driven to stay in a sort of squatting position. It didn’t take long for it to get quite uncomfortable. Though I immediately forgot about the slight pain and discomfort, once my Owner ordered me to start warming up – which meant to start sucking his dick, while we waited for Mr. D. to arrive. To our surprise, he was very much on time today. While I kneeled on the hard floor and waited for the men to approach me, I thought about him, Mr. D. How it was crazy that I had never seen him before. I was always blindfolded when we met him. Judging by how his lean body felt, I assumed he was highly attractive. Finally, his voice snapped me out of my thoughts: “Ah, what a nice little modern pillory. You alright, little piggy? It suits you.“ I instantly started to smile when his hand touched my cheek, caressing it for a few strokes, then finishing with a few good, hard slaps. My heart started racing and I was getting hotter with every second I was in his presence. “Well, Lou. What are you waiting for? Greet our guest properly!“, my Owner said. Then, to Mr. D.: “Want something to drink, mate?“ “Yeah, a glass of water would be great, while I enjoy our little toy.“, Mr. D. replied, while I opened the button and zipper of his pants. He was already rockhard. I felt the huge bulge through his boxer shorts. He took his pants off and made me suck his dick in this really hard, uncomfortable position on the floor for a while until my Owner returned and offered him to take a seat, which he did. I followed Mr. D. to the couch, crawling on my already sore knees. I sucked his big cock quicker and quicker, making sure to take it in as deep as possible every few strokes so that it stayed nicely lubricated and messy. With all of the saliva that accumulated on his dick, my Owner got an idea: “Stroke it, Lou. Use your hand. Both hands, actually.“ I did. To this day, it still surprises me how huge this dick is. I could easily fit both my hands as well as my mouth on it. His moans got heavier and heavier, while I stroked and sucked it. When finally, he groaned:“ I’m gonna cum…“ I did as I was taught by my Owner: Hands off the dick so that the man can jerk it himself, and lots of tongue use on the tip and the balls. At least that was how Mr. D. liked it. After all, every man is different in that regard. Happily, I received my reward after this exhausting session: A big, hot load right on my masked face. I smiled and licked my lips to get a taste of the juice that was dripping down on them. Mmmh… he was my favorite guest for sure.