Noticing her pawing at her chastity belt, he smirks, giving it some consideration. The smell of her arousal was obvious on the air and he was still aching to pound a tight pussy. Sipping his wine, he weighed on the issue of if she had been good enough or not. It wasn't that he cared about her pleasure, but he was aware that she would undoubtedly get some by being fucked and wondered if he should allow such things. "Is my little fuckpet horny? Does she need master's cock?"