"Don't tell me you went and knocked on the wrong door."
Norena didn't answer. She was too affixed on reaching her second orgasm, although how she would achieve that now was troubling"
"Who... whose room was that?" She asks, trying to contain her discomfort.
Proud groans as he slaps his hand over his forehead.
"That was the storage room for God's sake, it's always across mine. How on earth you ended up knocking on that I have absolutely no idea.
Norena wasn't listening. She squeezed her legs together, fidgeting, trying to contain the discomfort she felt from her unfinished orgasm. Her breathing was lighter now, but she was still light headed. It took all her might to refrain from touching herself again.
Proud notices this and smiles.
"Still haven't had your fill of exhibition?"
Norena looked up at him, trembling.
"I know... what I did was dangerous...hash,I was so scared...haah...mmpf... and they almost found me... yet..hnnn..."
She raises her hands, webs of her love fluids strung between her fingers.
"Why did it feel so good?"
She was already grinding her crotch on the carpet, rocking side by side in an attempt to go over the edge. She could already feel it, it's sensitivity made stronger from the first, it was all going to be over-
"Eh?"
Proud lifted her up from behind and swiftly set her into his chair.
She weakly reached out with her hand, but it was pulled behind her back and bound with her ribbon.
"Whhyyyyy?" She gasps, struggling against her bonds. She arched her back again, twisting her body, as if it would ease her longing but there was no way she was able to go over the edge, unless...
"Pleashe... leht me cuuhm" She begged.
She burned with anticipation, her body trembling at the cage it was set in
She grinded against the chair, but the position was too awkward for her to receive any pleasure from it. She twisted and turned, pushing out her chest, crossing and spreading her legs,
He slowly slid a finger inside her, and a surge if electricity spasmed in her.
Gently, he stroked it across her G spot, then rested it upon her clit.
She arched her back and tensed, it was coming, she was going to cum ...
And he stopped again, and she was locked, torn between the gates of heaven and hell, never has she been so our of control of her pleasure, she breathes in sharply, trying to contain the throbbing in her crotch, trying to maintain her sanity
She looked up, and her eyes widened. The chair was facing the window, six floors above ground level. It was already past midnight, but when she focused her eyes she could vaguely make out the silhouettes of the odd metal maidens on guard duty.
Unknown to her, the window was coated with a reflective material on the outside, but it didn't matter,the scen it was enough to turn her on beyond what she was already. Beyond her ragged breathing, she doesn't realize as Proud slides a vibrator into her.
She notices too late, when he turns it on.
