Yes or No?

It had been 43 minutes when Loona once again opened the door to my room. She looked stunning, slightly sweaty and a bit flushed, but still stunning. "So, did you miss me?" she asked as she approached my bed.

"Yeah, and how was your run?" I asked. I had regained some of my self-confidence by now. It seemed like she actually wanted something from me, or at least she wasn't too proud to "play" with me, so there must be more to me than my past successes or failures with women indicated. I had been thinking about it while Loona was out running. It appeared she didn't have a steady boyfriend either. I had assumed that the well-built guy who had been to her place often and had slept with her was her boyfriend, but it seemed I was mistaken. If she had a boyfriend, she wouldn't be engaging in whatever this was with me. I still wasn't clear on exactly what was happening. My penis chimed in. I was close to climaxing, even though I hadn't expected the low vibration level to be enough after Loona left the apartment. Time had proven me wrong.

Loona went to my desk, picked up my phone, unlocked it, and the vibration stopped. "It was very good. I'll need a shower soon, but I'll take care of you first," she said, turning to my PC, waking it up with a mouse movement. "By the way, I'm glad you haven't ejaculated yet. I was worried you might be a premature ejaculator. What's the name of the file I should be looking for?"

I blushed again and told her the name. Then I lay there, watching her as she read the Word document. A Discord message popped up on my screen, and I saw Loona click on it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" My voice had a touch of panic, and I tried to sit up in bed as much as my restraints allowed.

"Shh, it's none of your business. It seems like you have more to learn than I originally thought," she said, waving her hand as if shooing away a fly, without even turning to face me.

"What does that mean? I didn't give you permission to go through my private messages," I said, my voice wavering. I knew I didn't have much room for negotiation in my current situation. It wasn't the ideal starting point for negotiating with an intruder. Loona typed something.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Now she looked over her shoulder in my direction. "I won't be sending your buddy a nude picture of you; don't worry, Little Guy. I don't like your tone. You should get used to speaking more politely to me. You have to trust me for this to work, or it all makes no sense. Either you shape up a bit, or we can call it quits. By the way, your buddy seems to think I'm hot." With that, she turned back to my screen and typed something again.

My heart rate shot up again. Damn it, she was probably right, or at least she was setting conditions I couldn't resist. Unless I wanted all of this to end. Did I want that? No, there was no question about it, and my penis, on which a droplet of lust was shimmering again, seemed to agree. I collapsed back into my bed and tried to let myself go. Easier said than done, though. Although I'd tried it a thousand times in my mind, actually attempting it and having a sexual fantasy were two completely different worlds. Loona giggled and typed something again. What was she writing? Probably to Timo. He must have seen that I, or rather Loona, was at my PC. Damn it, hopefully, he wasn't babbling any nonsense. And hopefully, Loona wasn't starting to be interested in him. It wouldn't be the first time I'd liked a girl, and she ended up just wanting something from Timo. Sometimes I cursed him and his luck with women. Loona swung around on my desk chair toward me.

"I assume you haven't done all of that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow as she pointed at the screen with her thumb. I shook my head.

"No, those are my preferences and things I'd like to try, or things I've already jerked off to."

Loona grinned. "I thought as much, but I can work with that. How long have you been into BDSM?"

"It's hard to say, but essentially, for a long time, as long as I can remember having sexual fantasies."

"Hmm, interesting. Have you ever been able to explore it with someone?"

I shook my head.

"Have you told anyone about it?"

Another shake of my head.

"Wow, so I'm practically the one who's going to deflower you," Loona laughed, and I turned red again. If she only knew how right she was with that statement.

"Was it too embarrassing for you to talk about it? I can understand. Not many guys dare to, especially when it's something that might emasculate them," she grinned at me, and her eyes sparkled. In that moment, I wished she didn't find me five days ago. God, I was so embarrassed, and Loona's comments only made it worse.

"Well, I'll take it slowly. We don't want you to break. When I found you, I would've bet that it wasn't your first time. But it seems you've had bad luck with your past partners. I'll take care of you, Little John."

With the last two words, her gaze shifted from my face to my penis and back. My self-esteem, already knocked out by Loona's earlier blows, was now kicked while it was down.

"What do you mean by 'taking care of you' and 'past partners'? Does that mean we're together?" I asked, feeling uncertain. Loona burst into laughter and shook her head firmly. My self-esteem, just regaining some strength, took another hit and went back down.

"No, never, where do you get that idea?" She laughed heartily. "Oh no, don't tell me you hoped for that," she said when she saw my tortured expression. "You must realize that it will never happen, John. We're like brother and sister now, even though we're not biologically related, and our parents aren't married. It's unthinkable."

"That doesn't mean we can't have fun with each other. I won't be bothered by it, and you don't seem to mind either," she said in a gentler tone. "So, I'm going to take a shower, and you better get that out of your head," she said, standing up and leaving the room, shaking her head slightly.

My self-esteem was curled up in a fetal position in some corner. But before I could begin to absorb her words, the penis ring chimed back in. This time, significantly stronger, and I jerked in surprise. Loona must have taken my phone. Shortly after, she stuck her head back into my room. "I thought, since I'm going to have some fun in the shower, I won't be so mean and will let you come today too," she said, disappearing and leaving the door ajar. I heard the shower start in the bathroom, and my penis began to pulsate.