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When Loona entered my room 30 minutes later, she was wearing her short black skirt and a white shirt again. Her hair was still wet, and she had twisted it into a turban on her head using a towel. Thankfully, she had already turned off the penis ring as she left the shower. I was still lying naked on my bed, and my penis had by now become partially flaccid. Only thanks to the penis ring, the blood hadn't completely withdrawn from it. My stomach was speckled with my own semen up to my chest.

"I see you had your fun," Loona grinned.

"And you too?" I asked curiously, to find out if she had kept her promise.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you come," she said as she squatted beside the head of my bed. She placed her face next to mine and took a selfie of both of us. She looked stunning as usual, while I appeared as if I had been sweating and out of breath.

"If you want a selfie of us, you might want to wait until I can freshen up. I wouldn't want to show that around so much. I'm not exactly at my best," I said. Luckily, only our faces and shoulders had been visible in the picture. But it was clear she had just come out of the shower, and I was lying naked or at least topless in my disheveled bed.

"Oh, don't worry, it's not for me but for you, or rather Timo," she said. With these words, she got up and strolled to my computer, sat down, and started typing.

"What do you mean now? We need to discuss boundaries again." Now, as I had just climaxed, my brain was working somewhat. I was still naked, tied to my bed, and lying in my own semen. However, the humiliation wasn't enough to silence me completely. The absence of an erection also ensured that there was enough blood available for my brain.

"I'm ready to trust you and submit to you sexually, but you still can't just influence important personal relationships of mine, like the friendship I have with Timo. What did you write to him, by the way?"

Loona looked over her shoulder in my direction. "I told him you couldn't play right now because you had other things to do. When he asked who he was chatting with if not with you, I told him it was me. Then he laughed and said he didn't believe it. He thinks you're just pretending to have something with your hot sister. So I told him you'd send him a picture later, and I just did."

My mouth hung open, closed, opened again, and then closed. I hadn't expected that. She told Timo that I was involved with her.

"That... I..."

"You're welcome," she said with a grin as she got up, placed the key on the bed, and walked out of my room with a swish of her hips.