The Customer Demands Tits

Actually, the slave should make money. Unluckily, he misses something for that. The customer wants to fuck a slave, who also has something to grab. My slave is fat and well-fed but his tits are not big enough. But for this case, I have a very special device. It gargles on the slave nips stiffly and deepthroats the puffies out. The pressure makes the tits erect. A very funny device and I indeed love it. But why does my slave complain so badly? It indeed does not hurt. Oh, dear, I totally left behind that months ago, or years ago, I had given him a chastity device with spikes. Evidently, the pervert likes my treatment so much that his hideous man-meat began to grow. Which, of course, is utterly painful at the moment, and he cries out as if I had pushed a hot chop in his ass. His torments amuse me. Does he blame himself for his situation? I continue with my treatment and have fun sucking his cheeks too. My laugh attack also brings him some distraction from the pain. I make fun of his red cheeks and wonder if I should let him go to the customer later, so he has something to laugh too. Well, the tits have grown a bit and his cock got holes as well. But I have done a good job, I think. My outfit in transparent leggings and a very tight latex top had certainly done the rest, so that his cock is hard. Was it perhaps a nasty calculation not to take off his device for this treatment?