Disclaimer: This is fiction and all characters are over the age of 18!
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It seems like a lot have enjoyed the first part very much, so here is the second one. I really hope you enjoy this one as well :)
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Don
Don had to force himself away from her room, otherwise he would have fucked her brains out. Damn, it had been so hard to deny her an orgasm. The way she had begged, had squirmed, had clenched her thighs... It was so tempting, but she would have to wait.
And it had made him so incredibly hard, to watch her get worked up. And to hear her beg. To see her squirm and drip. To be able to... dominate her.
He walked back to his room, his hand already fumbling with his belt, while he closed the door behind him.
With a groan, he pushed down his pants and freed his cock.
Fuck, he needed release. But a look on his watch confirmed, he still had another two hours until he would have his appointment. He usually looked forward to the appointment, but now... Irina didn't seem like the right partner for him anymore.
Yes, she could get the job done. Yes, she would be able to make an extraction, but... Don remembered Vela's slender fingers that massaged her little clit and cursed. His cock bobbed, demanding attention. Worse yet, demanding her attention!
Don wondered how she would handle him. How she would touch him, tease him, suck him off.
He wondered, if he could make her beg to be allowed to touch him. He wondered if she would ever be horny enough to do that.
With a grunt, he grabbed his phone and typed in a number.
"Yeah, it's me. Can I cancel with Irina today?" Don asked Oscar, who was silent for a few seconds.
"Anything wrong? She was your favorite, she got the biggest loads out of you."
"No, there is nothing wrong," Don grunted. There was nothing wrong, quite the opposite. Vela was everything he could have hoped for, "but I..."
"Don? Tell me," Oscar said. He had known Don for a while and this was a very unusual behavior.
"I want to try with another partner. It's her first day and I don't want to overload her, but... maybe tomorrow... Let me talk to her about it."
Oscar chuckled.
"You would be the first to partner for each other, you know that?"
"What? No, not for sex. For the extractions," Don clarified.
"Mhm," Oscar hummed and Don could practically see the smirk, "anyways, you know we need your seed. So if it isn't Irina today, you better lock yourself up. You can't cum and waste that."
Don was about to protest, when he realized, that he had no real excuse.
"Fine," he growled and put his phone down.
"Asshole," he muttered and looked at his straining cock. There was no way it would fit in this damned cage now. Well, if he was headstrong enough, he wouldn't need the cage. Maybe he could just go without and not touch himself. Or at least not spill anything.
A look on his watch confirmed he had a few hours until dinner, so he dressed and went to the gym. Working out had mostly been able to help him ignore his urges.
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Vela
She had a hard time sleeping. She was horny. Extremely horny. After Don had put on the belt, she had seen the glimmer in his eyes. He liked her locked up, knowing, he was the only one being able to touch her. And she liked it, too, she had to admit.
When she went for dinner, she saw Don from across the room. He smirked, when he saw her but otherwise he looked tense, almost as tense as she was.
She had made contact with a few other women, all of them very friendly. She sat next to a woman, a witch called Nia, who was extremely chatty, but she enjoyed her company.
"So, who's your partner?" Nia asked and sipped at her wine.
"Don Torado."
"Ohhh, you got lucky," Nia teased and winked, which made Vela flush.
"I really am. He... just knows how to..." She squirmed a little in her seat, "touch me."
Nia chuckled and nodded.
"Yes, I have the same luck. My partner, Alicia, is also very good with her hands. And she is gorgeous." Nia took another sip and leaned back. "I'll have my next session in two days. My poor uterus is still recovering from the orgasms she gave me."
Vela felt her insides clench. Not only had Nia been cumming, she had been cumming several times. Vela was envious, incredibly envious!
"Do you mind me asking, if... How many times have you cum?"
"Last session? About five or six, I guess," Nia stated as if it was nothing.
Vela couldn't even comprehend. Her body just shut down after the first orgasm and then it took forever for her to reach the next.
"That is... impressive," Vela said and smiled at Nia.
"I can only thank my partner. And you?"
"Uhm... none so far."
Nia's mouth formed a perfect 'o' and Vela could feel her cheeks flush.
"Why? Did he... Did he edge you or...?"
"Yep. It's probably the best technique to get my fluids," Vela explained and played with the food on her plate.
"That's valid," Nia confirmed and looked at Vela in sympathy.
"Yeah, it's okay," Vela smiled, "and I bet the first orgasm will be a good one."
"Definitely. So, tell me about your home."
They ate and chatted for a while and Vela learned a lot about Nia. Until she noticed a hand on her shoulder and nearly jumped up.
"Can I burrow you for a moment?" Don's deep voice vibrated through her body and she nodded.
"Yes, sure," she said and stood, trying to ignore the warmth of his hand on her lower back. The impact this man had on her should scare her. But instead she felt her nipples harden and press against her shirt.
"See you later, Nia," Vela said and waved her before she walked with Don.
"So, what did you need?" Vela asked and looked up at him. His dark brown eyes looked down at her, scanning her face and her body.
He scolded himself for lingering on the nipples that poked against the shirt.
"I... Forgot to give you my number earlier. In case you need anything," he explained.
"Sure," Vela said and held out her phone. He typed in his number and handed it back to her.
"And in case you need anything immediately, or want me to take this off," his finger trailed over the belt and she shifted closer, "my room number is 63."
Vela willed her breathing to be even, even though her heart was pounding in her chest.
"Okay, thank you," she said, her eyes focused on his lips.
"Are you still comfortable? Or do you think you've made a mistake in the heat of the moment?" Don asked and Vela thought about it for a moment. After hearing of the orgasms from Nia, she couldn't deny she was jealous, but what he did to her...
"I think, I'm good. It's..." Fuck, she wanted him to call her a good girl again. "It's the best approach, I think."
He smirked.
"I'm glad you think so. I can't remember you have thanked me for it, yet, babygirl," he purred and her center clenched.
"Thank you," she whispered and had to avert her gaze.
"Thank you for...?" he prompted and tilted her chin, so she had to look at him.
"Thank you for locking me up," she breathed and his eyes darkened.
"Good girl," he purred and her center throbbed.
"What is everyone doing in the evening to get their minds off of things?" Vela asked.
"Some go for a swim, some read, others work out, watch movies. What do you normally do?"
"Paint, read, watch TV," Vela answered and looked up at him.
"You like to paint? What do you paint?"
"Abstract things. I have a small business back home, where I sell them. People are into all kinds of art these days, so there is a market." Oh, he had a very naughty, very good idea in his head for some other time.
"That sounds intriguing. I hope you'll show me some time. I'm interested in the creative process."
"Of course," Vela smiled and looked up at him, taking another step towards him.
"I should go back to the others. See you tomorrow?"
"See you tomorrow," he confirmed and watched her leave, his gaze fixed on her ass.
When he turned around, he had to adjust his pants, because his erection strained painfully against the zipper. He'd probably spill the second she laid her pretty hand on his cock.
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They had the appointment at 11AM and Vela couldn't wait for him to touch her. Her body was buzzing and every little touch from herself had went straight between her legs.
By 11, she was already in front of her door and Don gave an impressed body when he saw her. She was so eager, already to eager to please him, it was fantastic.
"Shall we?" Don asked and opened the door for her.
"Yes, thank you," Vela walked past him and immediately undressed, which earned an amused chuckle from Don.
"I thought we'd talk first," he joked, when she was already sitting on the chair, legs spread.
"Can't we talk later? I need your touch, please," she whimpered and her fingers curled around the armrests.
"Someone is needy, hmm?"
"Yes, so fucking needy," she hissed and her pussy twitched. "I mean, we can talk here?"
Don raised his eyebrow and looked at her.
"So impatient," he chuckled and walked over to her. "I'm glad, because I can't wait to play with you, either."
"Good," she murmured and sighed when his finger slid over her thigh.
Her back arched, when he opened the lock and a breeze hit her swollen and wet nether lips.
"Wow," Don breathed out and looked at her, but he didn't touch her, yet.
Impatiently she gyrated her hips, her pussy seeking contact with his hand, but he evaded her.
"Stop, Vela," Don warned and looked her straight in the eye, making her stop.
"Good," he praised and stroked her inner thigh. "What do you think about punishments?"
This wasn't going in the direction Vela had hoped for. Her pussy was so close to him, yet he still hadn't touched her there. It was maddening.
"Punishments?" she asked and frowned.
"If you don't behave. If you cum without permission. If you move too much..." he trailed off.
"Oh. I'm not averse to it, no. But... Can we discuss this later?" she begged and spread her legs a bit more.
"I would prefer, if we'd discuss this now, Vela. It's an important topic," he said and leaned back. She whined, but opened her eyes.
"I... I can take a bit of pain, but not too much. I don't like humiliation and degradation," she said, her fingers tightening around the armrests, because she desperately wanted to touch her clit and she had to force herself not to.
