Yes, Mistress

Kelly smiles the sexiest of smiles, and in no time at all you're back at her place, along with Yorkie, her bespectacled friend, who you now get to see more of besides her striped sweater.

Gangly and shy, Yorkie looks out of the window, at the ocean beyond, before turning her attention to some cassette tapes. Meanwhile, Kelly pours you a drink and smiles, gesturing toward the bedroom.

As Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes start to sing about having the time of their lives, Kelly seems more interested in some Dirty Dancing, as she moves toward you seductively, placing a drink in your hand and a kiss on your lips, and leads you through into the bedroom and onto the bed. You smell her perfume, taste those lips, and before you even know it, she's undressed you, looking at your hard cock.

"Would you like to cum?" she asks you, and takes a sip of the drink that you've totally forgotten about.

"Yes, Mistress," you answer, though with the way she's got your cock standing to attention the question seems completely rhetorical.

"Poor pet," Kelly replies, stroking you, "there's one rule in San Junipero. No cumming before midnight."

You look over forlornly at the digital clock by her bedside and realize there are still hours to go.

"Don't worry, the time will fly by," Kelly assures you, her finger moving over your cock-head. "I'll get you and this big friend of yours so so hot and bothered." She looks over towards the door. "Or do you fancy a threesome?"