To Lyela's Room

"I can get everything at my place now come along... what was your name by the way?" You tongue bunches up in the back of your throat almost **** you with the panic of the moment. You weren't too sure this was heading anywhere good and her sniffing at you subtly every so often was a little disconcerting.

"Ummm, I'm Doe." It was the name you'd been registered under as your real name 'John' wasn't going to work as well. You could still feel the sweat from the night heat and the dancing, it lingered on you and on your lips. Lyela hooked a hand about the back of your waist and began to walk you to her personal shuttle her Servants doing the best to work around the both of you before being waved off.

She took in your scent again and leaned in to kiss your cheek "Well Doe you taste great too, we can talk on the way."

And the two of you did! It was an eager conversation and most of it was the truth. You'd been stuck on Vannia since you were young to which she replied "It explains that lovely accent, so barely noticeable like a dash of sugar on every word; your Vannian is quite good by the way... a talented tongue." Her words made you blush considering how lurid they seemed.

You gushing over her music as you sat side by side in the luxury shuttle didn't seem to bother her in the very least. Or she was too busy stroking your thigh daring to dip to the inside teasing you ever so slightly, she was delighted by your shivers and subtle retreats.

It wasn't terribly long before you'd both found yourselves in her hotel room. The people you passed eyeing you both enviously. Her room was amazing and even with its own private elevator plated in glimmering gold. The rooms walls were barely that being glass, there was next to no privacy until Lyela herself gestured and they filled with flattering colors and designs. "Wouldn't want anyone spying on celebrity antics would we." That grin suddenly made it obvious that you were definitely in a twisted situation, getting what you want could get you into so very much trouble.

"Lets get some roomservice shall we, I'm going to hit the shower." She picks up the phone and orders FULL-SERVICE after taking you meal request into consideration. Did you know what Full-service means?

-Male servants galore, massages, food service massage

-Female servants of the same

-Buffet with a happy ending

-A buffet laid out across the naked body of a servant