Sometimes Daddy has things to do which require His full attention, but He also wants to continue the process of turning your brain to useless mush.
It is at times like this, that you find yourself ties spread eagle, bound and restrained, having your fuck hole blended by a fucking machine.
Your only company is the webcam Daddy set up so He can remotely monitor how much brain function you still have.
Oh dear, you can still talk like a person?
Best leave you for another few hours and up the fuck machine speed setting a few notches.