Subject 5: Night One

Night One:

The choice almost gets made for you as the next night Sara's flirting at the mirror begins to escalate.

It is late at night, the others are already sleeping or in their rooms, when you see her enter the meeting room. You are sitting at the computer desk, you turn on your headphones to listen in on the meeting room. She double checks outside to make sure no one is in the hallway then she closes the door behind her. She is looking damn fine as always, her long black wavy hair flowing down over her shoulders. She has her jumpsuit zipper pulled down to about mid-chest. Her pale golden flesh beckons from within.

She sways gracefully over toward the mirror. Turning a chair around from the table she smoothly slides into it. Crossing her long legs she begins looking at herself in the mirror, she leans back in the chair to show off her lithe form. She runs her fingers lightly down her exposed bit of chest. Her dark russet eyes fixated on the mirror.

"Controller?" She says. "Controller, are you there?"

You don't respond, as usual, though you were very interested in what she had to say.

"Controller, it's just you and me here now baby. Why don't we talk?" She purrs. "I know there is a man behind that glass. I saw you that first day, when we had the masks on. You looked pretty sexy in that jumpsuit. You stood out from the others." With an exaggerated mock innocence she opens her eyes wide and asks. "Do I look good in the jumpsuit?" She bites her lip and tilts her head down like a young girl might if she was in trouble, she blinks a few times. "Do you think I look good Controller?" She plays with her zipper.

Fuck she looked sexy! Those dark exotic eyes, that smooth face, that smoking body. She reminded you a bit of Lucy Liu of the early 2000's. You knew from her file that she naturally gravitated toward the dominant alpha figure in a group, there was nobody more alpha that the Controller here. It was no wonder she wanted your attention.

You also knew from the file that she was a nymphomaniac. She hadn't been with anyone yet though there had been a lot of teasing and flirting going on, much to the disapproval of a few of the others. Her urges were surely going to get the better of her sooner or later.

"No? Nothing?" You hear her say. "C'mon baby, you can talk to me. It's just you and me here right now."

She is looking toward the mirror with a come hither look, her eyes scanning across it in a futile attempt to see something on the other side. She hadn't even really done anything and you were already hard as polished oak. You were remembering those boring days in the office when you would stare at her shapely ass and lean legs. Those skirts she would wear...god damn!

She waits there seductively. Your mind is buzzing with what to do. You didn't want to come out from hiding just yet but you didn't want her to leave either. You lock the door to the meeting room.

She notices the barely audible click and smiles. "That's it baby. Now we can have some privacy."

You tilt down the microphone on your wireless headset, you set it to only hear into or communicate with the meeting room. You also adjust some settings to alter your voice just enough so as to not sound like yourself.

Getting up from the computer you approach the glass. She sits in front of you only about four feet away, her eyes still searching the mirror for any signs.

You turn on the mic. "Good evening Number Five."

She smiles and gives the mirror a naughty look. "Good evening Controller."

"I think you look sexy tonight Number Five." You were already zipping down the jumpsuit and removing it.

"Oh! Thank you Controller." She slowly stands up and takes a step toward the mirror. "From what I remember I am betting you are looking pretty sexy in there yourself."

You have your underwear down and kick them to the side. You grab your stiff meat and start moving your hand in soft measured strokes. A sigh escapes your lips. "...haaaah..."

At the sound you see her glance upward toward the sound of the speakers. "What are you doing Controller?" She takes another step toward the mirror, reaching out she touches it with the fingertips of her right hand.

"I'm watching you Number Five." You say softly. You stood just on the opposite side of the glass from her. She was so close to you, close enough to smell her had the glass not been there. She stands there, appearing to look you up and down. You admire her small slender body through the jumpsuit. God, she was so fucking hot.

She slowly zips her suit down six more inches. "Do you like me Controller?" She strokes her fingers along the glass, right at hip level. Her hand tracing up mere inches from your throbbing cock. It's like she can sense exactly where you are. "Cause I like you."

"Yeah." You gasp. "I like you Number Five."

She continues like this for a time, again seeming to look you up at down. At one point seeming to make eye contact. Your hand quickens.

Biting her bottom lip once more she kneels down in front of you. Her hands run up and down the glass, as if along your thighs. She looks up at you with her rich brown monolid eyes. She licks her full pink lips sensually, tilting her head back she lets out a sigh. "Just imagining what you are doing there makes me so hot. I hope your doing what I am imagining you are."

Your breathing was picking up as was the pace of your strokes. "What are you imagining Number Five?" You huff.

She gives you a wicked smile. "I'm imagining you stroking your big hard cock just for me. Ohhhh..." She moans. "It gets me so fucking wet just thinking about it baby. Are you stroking it?" She gives the mirror a soft kiss, getting oh so close to your hard manhood.

"...guhhh...yeah..." You say in a breathy voice. "...ohhh..."

She pulls her suit open a bit more, you can just see the inner edges of her soft tits. Just a hint of the beautiful mid-sized mounds hidden there, just a perfect handful.

"Ohhh...yeah. God that's fucking hot." She moans. She reaches out and places both hands against the glass, she leans her face forward as close as it can get. She's got her eyes closed, her luscious lips parted and a mere inch or two from the bulbous head of your near exploding cock. She runs her hands up and down her body, her movements along with her little sensual sighs and noises of excitement inviting your inevitable release.

Bringing her hand up to her face she runs her index finger down her plump pink lips, as if working up a hard dick. She begins licking it along its length, eventually she slowly pushes the finger through her pursed lips. She begins sucking and working it, her eyes glancing up at you as she plays out giving you a killer blowjob.

You start letting out grunting and groaning noises as the feeling builds.

"Oh my god...you're going to come for me baby, aren't you?" Bringing her hand down again she licks her bottom lip, her mouth opening a bit wider. "Oh god, I'm so wet for you right now baby."

"...Gunghhh...yeah....yeah...I'm gonna cum..." You grunt. Your balls are tightening, your legs are flexing, your midsection taut. Your hand is pumping furiously.

"Yeah. Come on baby. Give it to me. Cum for me. I want your hot load so fucking bad. Yeah...yeah...come on baby...gimme that cum..." Her mouth is now wide open. Her body pressed close to the glass, gyrating and moving with you. "Come on baby, give it to me!"

"UNGHHHHHHH!" You cry as you send milky ropes of jizz splattering across the glass all over her beautiful Asian face. "Ohhhh God!" You growl. "Ohhhhhh." You pump spurt after spurt from your pulsing meat.

"Yeah! Oh god yeah baby! That's it!" She wails. "I want it all, yeah baby." She is holding her head still, her chin pressed against the mirror. Knowingly giving you a target for your hot spunk. You seed is now streaking down the glass over and down her soft cleavage.

"Ohhhhhhhh..." You moan as the feeling begins to subside. Your whole body relaxes as you start to catch your breath.

Listening to your panting breath she smiles and runs her bottom lip up the glass, her lip "licking" the cum from the other side.

"Oh god Controller. That was so fucking hot." She leans back and rises to her feet. Giving you that mock innocent naughty look again she asks. "If I'm good can I come back tomorrow night Controller?"

You let out a long breath, attempting to recover your senses. "Uh huh...yeah. Come tomorrow night." You say. "And bring a blindfold."

She gives you a sideways glance and a crooked grin. "Yes Controller."

To be continued...