1.2.4. Submission
Richard had been analyzing the documents on the chip for nearly ten hours, taking only occasional short breaks to eat and stroke his bound Selene. Only when he looked at the clock did he realize that Selene had been driven from one orgasm to the next for just as long. He was supposed to set her free and let her eat.
Richard noted with regret that the records showed that Selene had not had an single orgasm, but that she had merely oscillated between hot and just before orgasm. So he would have to excite her even more to get her to do whatever he wanted.
Selene noticed with relief but also regret how the vibrator was removed and her mask was taken off. She looked at Richard's face and smiled at him. Selene was sure he was the right man for her. Never before had any of her lovers renounced to penetrate her, only interested in satisfying her lust. Without even touching her, he had given her the best sex of her life.
Richard could see Selene's magnificent hair. Her hair was just as shoulder-length as it was a few hours ago when he had shaved it off.
"How did you do that?"
he asked her and stroked her hair.
"You mean my hair? I can control hair growth at will. And I like it better that way. But if you want, I can make it grow even longer,"
Selene explained. She didn't give him the option of going bald or changing color.
"The hairstyle is perfect for you. Just stay like that. Are you hungry?"
he asked her smiling and stroked her head.
"Yes. But more importantly, can you help me?"
"I can. But you won't like it. Let me untie you first and you can freshen up. There's a new catsuit for you in the bathroom. When you're dressed, we'll discuss your treatment,"
Richard untied her restraints and then showed her the way to the shower.
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"Sit down,"
Richard said to Selene when she returned from the bathroom a few minutes later dressed in her fresh catsuit. The new corset was tighter than the one she had brought with her, but wider than the one from the jump from the airplane. She got enough air, but had to breathe a little shallower than normal. It had been a long time since she had had to lace up a corset herself, but she was flexible enough. The boots were tight and with rather thin ten-centimeter (4 inch) heels, but it was no problem for her to walk in them.
Selene had to smile at the sight of the chair.
"You're still afraid I'll hurt you?"
she said, opening her crotch zipper before she sat down. Both dildos integrated into the chair entered her and forced her to sit right in the middle of the chair. After she sat down, she felt both dildos grow considerably in size and fill her up quite a bit. She was hoping for vibrators, but guessed she had to do without them.
Richard fixed Selene on the chair by strapping her thighs and lower legs separately and also strapped her arms to the armrest in the same way. For the final securing he added a belly strap, one above her chest and a choker and forehead ring.
"I just want to make sure that you don't attack me if you don't like the suggested treatment. Besides, you look hot in restraints."
"Thanks for the compliment. Your restraints are great too. And you guessed it, I like breath control, but I've never gone this far before. Just don't use the vibrators, or I won't be able to concentrate. I was pretty crazy on that table. Especially since I've never been tied up before. If you always spoil me like this, you are welcome to tie me up more often,"
Selene said with a happy smile. He had made her love him. Even though she liked to be free, she would let him tie her up and spoil her again anytime. He was quite tender and knew how to operate her pleasure button.
"Are you serious? How strong do you think the orgasm was on a scale of one to ten, ten being your best orgasm ever?"
Richard asked. He had analyzed the data from the sensors and found no evidence of orgasm. She'd like to. Lots of pleasure, but no real climax. Just the brief relaxation in between.
Selene would have easily given it a twelve. About a hundred times. And on the table, she'd gotten more of it than she usually did in a month. Never before had her orgasm been so intense. Even when she was in bed with several maids at once. But she didn't want to be tied down all the time. She didn't want to be dominated by her lust, because she feared to become a slave.
"I'd say an eight or nine,"
she underplayed.
"This does not make your treatment any easier. All the data on you clearly shows that you did not have an orgasm. Just pleasure. Lots of pleasure, but no climax. But an orgasm is a necessary condition for getting pregnant. With a bit of luck you will be able to do so, if we correct your malnutrition,"
Richard said.
"I am absolutely sure that I have even come several times! And to be honest, the weakest was an eight, but the strongest was certainly a twelve. It is possible that my body functions differently from that of humans. I think I know more about this than you do. And what do you mean by malnutrition? I'm a vampire and I drink human blood. What could be wrong with that?"