The negotiation 1

I waited and waited.

After 10 minutes and 8 more times of calling out to Loona, I heard the shower in the bathroom turn on. This couldn't be true; she was just leaving me here and starting to shower. The thought of Loona in the shower made my penis twitch again. 27 minutes later, I was on the brink of another orgasm. I had clearly underestimated the plug in combination with the penis ring. Less is more, I thought as I tried to focus on something else. The water stopped. Another 6 minutes passed, and I heard footsteps in the hallway again, and the door opened once more.

Loona strolled into my room. She was wearing a short red cocktail dress. It suited her well and was one of my favorites. I had seen her in dresses before. Unlike me, she often went out and enjoyed dating and had plenty of sex in her life. She was a social chameleon, as my father had called her once. She could instantly make friends, be accepted, and admired in any group of people, unlike me. I never got along well with people, especially women. I was more into computers, numbers, and coding; that was my world.

"Loona, I..."

"No words, I'm the one asking the questions here," she immediately replied before I could finish my sentence. She pulled my desk chair to my bed and sat on it. My stomach began to churn again, and my face turned red. I had never felt so humiliated and powerless in my life. I could scream, but part of me was wallowing in the humiliation.

"So, do you do this often?"

"No... well, yes."

"What does that mean? No or yes?" she laughed, and her eyes sparkled again. I swallowed and briefly closed my eyes to collect myself.

"I could also let you think about it for a while if you prefer." She began to get up.

"No, please stay here. Yes, I've done something like this before. But in the last six months since you moved in, I haven't been able to. There was always someone at home, and that's why I didn't dare. Today is actually the first time with the time lock, which prevents me from freeing myself, or more precisely, not until the pre-set time has passed," I blurted out, hoping to persuade her to stay. Loona paused in her movement and sat down again.

"Well, there we go. Why not just say so? We have no more secrets from each other. Well, at least you don't have any more secrets from me," she laughed.

My penis twitched again, and a drop of lust fell from the tip onto my stomach, landing in the pool of already cold and half-dried semen from my previous climax.

"It looks like you're happy that I found you," she smiled at me.

"No, I... Can you please just release me?" I begged her.

"Oh, John," she shook her head, amused. "Even if I wanted to, I can't do it yet. The time hasn't expired," she grinned.

I groaned and dropped my head into my pillow, feeling disheartened. But I should have thought of that myself. Damn, it felt like my brain wasn't working at all.

"I thought you wanted me to keep you company. After all, you called me multiple times, knowing I couldn't free you yet," she said, looking at me with innocent, large eyes.

"It wasn't like that. I didn't want you to find me like this. Nobody should know about this. Oh damn, please delete the photos and just forget that you saw me like this. Let's just continue as before afterward. I..."

"That's out of the question," Loona cut me off. Even though she spoke calmly, I fell silent immediately.

"I think, John, that while you might not have planned for me to find you like this, it seems to amuse you quite a bit, and me too," she said and bit her lower lip again. "And I'm definitely not going to give that up in the future just because you're embarrassed. In fact, I think you secretly enjoy it when I see you doing things that embarrass you, don't you?"

My penis twitched again, and another drop joined the pool on my stomach.

"Just look at yourself. I had no idea you were such a little pervert. I wouldn't have expected that from you. But sometimes, I've gone the extra mile just for your sake," she winked at me, and I exploded once more.