Room Two

He enters.

I follow.

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The hallway.

Seven doors.

One has already been opened.

Choose carefully.

ROOM TWO

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The second handle is colder than the first.

I hesitate.

Then I turn it.

Room 2. I’ve passed this door so many times, wondering what’s on the other side. I’m so excited that I can barely contain myself.

“Are you ready, rainbow?” Damon slips his arms around me before kissing my cheek.

His hand travels down, slipping into my panties as his middle finger glides through my folds. My extremely wet folds.

“Mmm, very ready, I see.” He pulls his fingers from their delicious ministrations only to pop them in his mouth, the look of pure ecstasy on his face always so surprising. Not three hours ago, he was eating me out, and yet the taste of me now still makes him react the same way. As if my juices are the most delicious thing he has ever savored.

I smile as he opens the door, his hand on my lower back propelling me forward.

The room is the same size as Room 1—they all are—but this one has dim orange lighting.

In the center is a mechanized bull without a head. Unlike the ones you would normally see, this one's seat has a rather large black dildo attached to it. As big as Damon's monster cock.

Whenever I think I can’t get any wetter, I surprise myself. I’m soaked through the thin material under the sheer slip of lingerie.

A chair is next to the contraption, and a remote rests on the seat. When I look at Damon, he is smirking. Of course, he will be in control of the movements.

Just in front of the enormous dildo is a hump that, if you leaned forward, would effectively stimulate your clit.

“Panties off, rainbow.” Damon walks toward the contraption and then turns around, waiting for me to do as I am told.

Slowly, I hook my fingers into the band of lace and then slowly drag them down, never breaking my gaze with the man who is igniting an inferno in my belly with just a look.

I approach Damon, who holds his hand out for me to take.

“Foot here,” he instructs, pointing to a footrest beside him.

I nod and slip my foot in, using it to lever myself up and over. For now, I sit just behind the huge cock, and this close, it looks familiar.

“It’s a cast of my dick.” Of course. This is precisely what this possessive man would do.

“Hop on when you are ready.” Damon stands back and waits for me as I raise myself and then shimmy forward so I am directly above the object.

Slowly, I close the distance, my head and eyes rolling back in ecstasy as I feel the familiar stretch that only a cock as big as Damons elicits.

When I am fully seated, I open my hooded eyes. Damon moves beside me, grabbing something that looks like a belt from under the machine. When he slips it around my waist and pulls on the fasteners attached to the sides, I realize its function. It limits my movement. I can move up, but not far enough to get the object out of me.

Damon smiles, happy with his handiwork, as he picks up the remote and sits in the chair.

He doesn’t ask me if I am ready. He knows I am. With a button press, the machine jolts forward and then gently rocks back and forth.

“How does it feel, rainbow?” Damon's husky voice alludes to his lust.

“Good,” I whisper, enjoying the gentle movements as I’m eased into the experience.

“Good is not good enough.” His gaze darkens as he pushes another button.

What I thought was a dildo is actually a vibrator, and with a flick of the switch, it starts buzzing inside me while, at the same time, the movement of the contraption increases. The more aggressive jolt forces me forward. I cry out when my clit makes contact with the perfectly positioned bump as if this was made to my exact measurements. It probably was.

All of it together is unexpected and so fucking delicious that I moan loudly, my eyes shut tight as I tune into every sensation, Damon's reminder for me to stay in the moment becoming second nature to me now. The combination of sensations is stroking an orgasm into existence, its familiar stir building in my core as tingles spark at the base of my spine.

“Eyes on me, Sienna.” I open my eyes and am met with a scene that ramps up my orgasmic progression.

Damon is stroking the real deal, the piercing on the tip of his cock glistening with precum.

I lick my lips, and Damon grunts before pushing another button on the remote.

The visuals combined with this new, faster pace hurtles me into an orgasm that creates stars in my vision as I arch my back, creating some distance between my clit and the aptly positioned hump.

Damon tuts, slowing the movements down as he approaches me.

His long dick bobs in the air, and when I reach out to touch him, her grabs my wrist, shaking his head.

He leans down, pulling my wrist forward so that my clit is once again touching its torturer. I know I’m in for a ride when I feel the cuff around my wrist. After securing the other one, he returns to the seat before pushing the button.

I’m already so sensitive that it doesn’t take long before another orgasm crashes through me, my screams probably heard by the whole of Sin.

Damon continues stroking his cock, through two more orgasms, each one destroying me. The overstimulation results in me squirting, my juices now coating the seat and running down to drip on the floor.

“No more,” I beg Damon, who now stands beside me, his cock still in his hand.

“One more rainbow.” He pushes the button, the highest level so far, which means I am practically bouncing on the cock, the sound of me slapping against the base as I’m being fucked, loud in the quiet of the room. The vibration and the harder, deeper thrusts force forward another orgasm just when I thought it wasn’t possible.

Damon is quickening his jerking action as both of us race towards release. I unravel as another hoarse scream leaves my mouth, pushing him over the edge.

Steams of come jet out and shoot onto my face. Just the way I like it.

As I lay slumped over the now unmoving contraption as Damon unstraps me, I can’t help the excitement that builds when I think of what the other rooms might hold.

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The door clicks shut behind me.

Five remain.