The negotiation 2

"Yes, I knew that turned you on," Loona grinned as I spread more semen across my chest. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"It seems like your toy is really working for you. However, I won't touch it. So, you'll have to manage for a bit longer."

"You can control it through an app on my phone," I managed to say.

"Interesting," said Loona as she reached for my phone, which was next to my pillow.

"The code, please, or I can't unlock it."

"127633," I said.

I didn't really care anymore at this point. My brain wasn't functioning properly. I was just horny and, at the same time, I wanted relief for my increasingly painful penis.

"I assume this is the app. What's the code here?" Loona looked at me inquisitively.

"The one that unlocks your phone won't work here."

I blushed even more, if that was possible.

"Dominate me hard."

She raised her eyebrows.

"Was that a request?"

"No, that was the code."

She laughed loudly and turned her attention back to the phone. Shortly after, both the plug and the penis ring stopped working, giving me a moment of respite. My heartbeat slowly calmed down.

"So, John, we have a lot to discuss. What do I get from you in exchange for giving you the key to your handcuffs?" Loona looked at me curiously.

"My gratitude," I tried.

"Ha ha, nice try. I don't get much from that. How about you taking care of all the tasks in the apartment from now on? That means no more cleaning schedule, you'll do everything. For the kitchen, the bathroom, and the hallway. I'll clean my room myself. Your father only hired a cleaner for the front part of the apartment. Supposedly, we're supposed to learn how to clean up after ourselves. Since you're his son, it's only fair for you to take care of it on your own starting today, don't you think?"

I swallowed. "Okay, I can do that."

"Yes, I'll do it gladly for you, you wanted to say, right?" Loona looked at me encouragingly.

"Yes, I'll do it gladly for you," I obediently repeated. She laughed.

"Looks like you were serious about your password. In that case, it's probably a fortunate coincidence that my last seminar was canceled today, and I got off early."

Her gaze traveled over my naked and semen-smeared body.

The thing was, she was probably right. I had often fantasized about getting caught by someone, and since Loona moved in, most of my sexual fantasies revolved around her.

"What else do I get from you for the key?" she asked, her eyes wide open and innocent again.

"My mouth went dry.

"Please, Loona, you can't do that."

"I can't? You mean you would prefer that I didn't. I can very well do it, as you know," her gaze grew harsher.

"Or maybe you even want me to tell everyone? That only my friends know what a little perverted wanker you are. Do you think girls in your class would be interested in what you do in your free time?"

My cock started to harden again. Loona noticed and laughed.

"It seems like I hit the nail on the head. Oh man, you've got a dirty imagination, John. All right."

She pointed her phone at me again.

"Tell me you're willing to take care of my household chores and that you submit to my sexual guidance. Tell me what you think of me and say that I'm above you. Then I'll give you the key. Camera off," she pressed on her screen.

I swallowed hard; the ringing in my ears was back, and my penis was hard again.

"I'll gladly take care of all the tasks in the apartment for you, Loona. You're beautiful. I submit to your sexual guidance. I admire you. You're so much better than I am. Please be my mistress." My voice sounded hoarse and unsure, but it had been clear and unmistakable. Loona lowered her phone.

"We're going to have a lot of fun together."

She pulled the case from under my bed and carried it to her room. I just lay there. My head was pounding. What had just happened? I still couldn't believe it. Did that really happen? I wallowed in my misery. I had never felt so humiliated in my life. At the same time, I was still aroused. I wrestled with myself, my horniness, my decisions that had led me into this situation. But Loona was also right when she said I seemed to enjoy getting caught. Something in me savored the entire situation. Yes, it was even pleased that it had happened and that my submissive side was finally coming to the surface, no longer needing to hide behind closed doors. It could have been worse – Vanessa or even my father could have caught me. Although, when I thought about it, would that really have been worse? Well, the humiliation would have been much greater, but they wouldn't have blackmailed me like Loona was doing. On the other hand, I would have had to go through life knowing that Vanessa or, worse, my father had seen me like that. I think I'd rather have Loona find me like this. Even if she wants to play games with me or maybe even because of it. My penis twitched again.

While lost in thought, an hour passed before the door opened again. Loona entered my room once more. She held the small box in her hand and placed it beside my head on the pillow.

"So, when you're done here, you'll send me a list of all your sexual preferences, experiences, porn you like, etc. Do you understand? I want to know everything about you and your perverse fantasies. In return, I promise to keep this to myself. But we'll play together more often in the future."

She grinned, and I nodded, indicating I understood and was, at least to some extent, in agreement with anything at this point. She grabbed my phone and tapped on it. Shortly after, the plug began vibrating again, and the penis ring chimed in as well, but both were much stronger than the first time. I gasped.

She turned on her heel, her red dress swirling around her hips. She paused at the door.

"Enjoy, John," she said, looked into my eyes, blew me an air kiss, and closed the door behind her. I checked the timer. It showed 38 minutes. Damn, I thought. My penis started to swell again. These would be a long 38 minutes.