Hi... Serena says blushing when you enter the elevator... She is a little embarassed because she IS using a revealing dress that barely hides her cock that hangs free, once she is not using panties today... But then once the Doors close behind you The lights Go out because of a huge blackout in The city you see yourself trapped with The shy futa...

Well, I was worried when the lights went out, but now that we're stuck here together... Do you have a phone or something to call for help?

I don't know, it seems that even the power lines outside are dead. Well, I guess we should make ourselves comfortable...

That's too bad... She walks closer to you, her cock swinging lightly from side to side as she does so... She stands right in front of you and places her hands on your shoulders, trapping you with her body. Looking straight into your eyes, she asks How about we pass the time a bit more pleasantly?

Oh... Well, you do have an interesting way of showing that. She smiles and begins running her hands through your hair, nibbling at your earlobe as she does so How about I show you something?

She didn't even realize that you had put a metal cage around her cock, hiding it from sight... But as soon as she feels the cold steel digging into her sensitive flesh, she lets out a quiet moan of surprise and pleasure. She leans back slightly, resting her weight against one of the elevator's walls, arching her back. Her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open slightly as you continue to tease and caress her, making it impossible for her not to respond to your touches...

Well, aren't you the tease... She gives you a mischievous smile, her chest heaving slightly from the arousal coursing through her body But I can play that game too. You want me to keep my cock hidden? Fine by me... For now.

You plant a gentle kiss on her lips, tasting the sweetness of her mouth as she parts them to welcome your tongue inside. She moans softly into your mouth, her hands sliding down from your shoulders to wrap around your neck, pulling you even closer to her. Her hips rock forward slightly, grinding against yours as she tries to feel more of that metal cage against her sensitive flesh...

"My name's Serena." She purrs, her breath hot against your lips. "And thank you for asking... You are... quite handsome..." As she continues to kiss you, one of her hands slips from around your neck and begins massaging your crotch through the thin material of your pants. Her long nails scrape lightly across the length of your cock, making it twitch in response.

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand reaches around and firmly cups her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh. She presses her body against yours even harder, moaning into your mouth. Her other hand continues to stroke and tease your cock through your pants, making it rock-hard underneath. "Sure..." she whispers between kisses. "Try something new..."

She lets out a soft gasp of surprise when you slip something cold and hard into her ass. "Ahh... Fenrir, that's... very big..." she moans, arching her back as the intruder fills her up. She leans forward, pressing her body against yours even more firmly, grinding her hips against your crotch in search of relief from the delicious fullness inside her ass. Her free hand runs up and down your chest, tracing patterns over your flesh. "That feels... incredible..." she pants, breath coming faster now as the sensations build within her.

The elevator suddenly jerks to a stop between floors with a jolt that causes you both to stumble against one of the walls, but Serena recovers quickly and turns back to face you, her eyes dark with lust. "Was that... your idea?" she asks huskily. "Or did you just want me like this for me

The elevator jerks to a stop between floors with a jolt, but you barely notice. The only thing on your mind is the feel of Serena pressed against you, her lips still pursed from their recent kiss and her beautiful eyes locked onto yours. Her body trembles slightly as she tries to regain her balance after they stumbled against the wall, revealing just how turned on she is by this forbidden situation.

With a sultry smile, Serena slowly takes hold of your cock through your pants and begins stroking it in time with her own movements. "I'm all yours, Fenrir," she whispers, eyes closing as her head falls back against the wall. "Do whatever you want to me..." Her hips rock forward, grinding her ass against the butt plug still inside her, seeking more pleasure from your touch.

With a growl, you roughly slam your hips against her ass, driving the butt plug deeper inside her. She moans loudly, arching her back and pressing herself against the wall as her body tenses around the intruder. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scrapping lightly across your skin, urging you onwards.

Her other hand continues to stroke your cock, faster and harder now, mirroring the desire burning within both of you. She glances down at where their bodies are joined, her eyes widening in lust as she sees how close you already are to release. With a throaty moan, she speeds up her movements, drawing ever closer to her own orgasm.

The elevator jerks again, the motion making it rock back and forth slightly, but Serena doesn't seem to notice or care. All that matters is the feel of your cock in her hand and the knowledge that she has you completely under her control

The elevator finally starts to move once again, but it's too late; you both come at the same moment. Her body tenses and shudders around you as she cries out in ecstasy, her nails digging into your shoulders painfully. Your thrusts grow wild and erratic, pushing against the back of her ass and driving the butt plug deeper inside her with each powerful stroke.

Your hot cum erupts from your cock, spraying against her hand as she continues to jerk you off. She groans loudly, arching her back even further and pressing herself harder against the wall as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The elevator doors finally open on another floor, revealing a dimly lit hallway with only emergency lights guiding your way.

Breathless and spent, Serena finally releases you, stepping back to catch her breath and examine the mess she's made of both of you. Her hair is dis

She glances at her phone, surprised to see that the power is still out. "I suppose we should keep going," she pants, wiping some of your cum off on the back of her hand. "Follow me." With shaky legs, she steps out into the hallway and begins walking purposefully in one direction. Her body sways slightly with each step, showing that despite her earlier bravado, she's just as worn out from their little encounter as you are.

You quickly follow her down the hall, unable to keep your eyes off of the swaying movement of her hips or the way her chest heaves with every labored breath she takes. As you walk, she glances back at you occasionally, a satisfied smile playing across her lips...

"Just imagining how easily I could get you to do whatever I wanted, even now," she says with a small smile. "The power's still out in most of the building, so we'll have plenty of time to play our little games... And besides," she adds in a teasing tone, "it's not like anyone else is going to find us way back here."

She turns down another hallway, leading you deeper into the unfamiliar territory. Her movements are confident and sure, as if she knows exactly where she's going... but there's something about her demeanor that tells you it could all just be an act, a charade to keep you off-guard and under her control.

"Tell me something," she says, glancing back over her shoulder at you again before returning her attention to the path ahead. "What do you think would happen if we did get caught? If someone found us right now... what do you imagine they'd say or think?" Her voice takes on a challenging tone as she watches your reaction closely, gauging how far she can push you before you break.

The elevator jerks to a stop behind them once again, startling both of you momentarily. Serena glances back at it warily, then at the closed doors leading into what appears to be an abandoned office suite a few yards down the hall. She takes a step in that direction, her movements fluid and graceful despite the fatigue from their earlier encounter. "Well?" she prompts. "What do you think?"

"We're in one of the older office towers," she says casually, leading you closer to the door that seems to lead deeper into the abandoned suite. "It hasn't been used since before I moved here... but it's got some interesting places to explore." She pauses for a moment, considering your question. "I think if we were caught, people would probably be shocked at first... but they might also see it as kind of exciting. Adventurous."

Her hand finds its way back to your arm, the touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. "Don't you think so?" She smiles warmly up at you, her expression hopeful and expectant.

She watches your face intently as you hand her the vibrator, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I'm glad we agree," she murmurs, sliding the device into the pocket of her dress. "But I think we should still be careful... no sense in pushing our luck too far."

With a last glance back at the elevator and then at the abandoned office suite ahead of them, Serena leads you deeper into the unknown territory, her body swaying enticingly with each step she takes. The silence between them is broken only by the faint hum of the vibrator hidden away in her pocket... and the pounding of their hearts as they continue to explore this forbidden world together.

Her gaze meets yours for a moment, considering the question. "Just something to keep me company," she says with a sly smile. "Don't worry about it." Then, without another word, she turns away and continues down the hallway.

The office suite they find themselves in is indeed abandoned; dust covers everything and cobwebs hang from the ceiling. But despite its dilapidated appearance, there are signs of life here still: a desk with an old computer on it, several chairs stacked haphazardly against the wall, and even a couch covered in a faded pattern. Serena leads you over to the desk, pulling out her phone as she goes.

"I guess I should try calling for help again," she murmurs absently, tapping away at the screen. "But until then... why don't we make ourselves comfortable?" She glances meaningfully downward, indicating that you should join her on the floor beneath the

The mention of his size makes Serena glance back at your crotch, where your impressive cock stands at attention. "You're still... quite enthusiastic," she remarks with a smirk, not looking too upset about it. "I guess that just goes to show what I can do to you..."

She continues working her phone for a few more moments before sighing and shrugging. "Still no signal," she mutters, tossing the device aside onto the desk with a huff of frustration. Then, rising gracefully to her feet, she stalks over to the old couch and plops down on it, legs spread invitingly.

"Well then," she says, looking over at you expectantly. "What do you say we make the best of our time here?" A mischievous glint appears in her eyes as she reaches between her legs, fingers disappearing into her own dripping wet folds. "

The mention of her toys causes Serena's eyebrows to arch in interest. "Oh, I do?" she asks innocently, pretending to feign ignorance even though you just brought them up. With a wicked grin, she pulls the butt plug from her ass and holds it up between two fingers. "This was... interesting," she says with a laugh.

Next comes the cock cage; after popping off her own key from the lock, she twirls it around her finger as if considering whether or not to keep using it on you. Finally, she tosses it aside onto the desk as well. "But I suppose I can be lenient," she says with a smile, lowering herself back down onto the couch and spreading her legs even wider. "Why don't you have some fun?"

Her voice is sultry and seductive, full of invitation; it practically drips from her lips as she watch

The sound of your voice makes Serena shiver with excitement, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh, really?" She looks down between her legs, eyes widening as she takes in the sight of the cage lying on the desk. Then, slowly and teasingly, she reaches out a hand to push you towards it. "What do you say? Think I should put this back on?"

She arches an eyebrow expectantly, her entire body trembling with anticipation as she waits for your answer. Her fingers drum restlessly against the couch, betraying the nervous energy coursing through her veins. "Come on," she urges, sounding almost breathless now. "It'll look so good on me..."

Her eyes light up with pleasure as she watches you approach the desk, retrieving the cage from its spot on top. With a sultry smile, she arches her back and pushes herself higher onto the couch, spreading her legs even wider in invitation. The anticipation is palpable as you position the cage at the base of her cock, fingers slipping easily between her folds to lock it into place once more.

The cold metal encloses her again, pressing tightly against her sensitive flesh; she gasps and squirms beneath you, her hips bucking wildly as pleasure washes over her. Her eyes meet yours and she mouths the word "thank you" before tilting her head back against the couch, arching her body further in an invitation to continue playing with her.

Your fingers trail lightly up and down her thigh, close but not quite touching where they ache for your touch. The

Her gaze flickers down to her own hand, still resting on the couch beside her. She glances back up at you, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes as she watches your reaction carefully. Then, slowly and teasingly, she begins to touch herself. Her fingers slide between her folds, parting the wetness there to find her clit.

She moans softly, arching her back further into the couch as she presses against the butt plug still buried within her ass. Her hips rock and writhe beneath you, seeking relief from the building pressure inside her body. One hand continues to stroke her clit in circles while the other grasps at her breast, tweaking the nipple hard through her dress.

"Oh god... this feels so good..." she gasps, eyes slipping half-closed as pleasure coursing through her body begins to overtake her senses. Her other hand reaches up, tangling itself

You watch as she touches herself, your eyes glued to the sight of her fingers moving over her sensitive flesh. Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, driving herself towards release even faster now that you're not able to touch her directly. The sounds of her moans fill the small space between them, growing more desperate with each passing moment.

Her fingers move quicker now, pressing harder against her clit as she nears the edge of orgasm. With a loud cry, she arches her back off the couch and throws her head back, releasing a shuddering moan into the silence. Her body convulses beneath you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, finally giving her some relief from the intense need that's been building inside her all this time.

For several long moments, she lies there panting and spent, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. Then, slowly but surely, she

Her eyes flicker open, the motion jarring her back to reality for a moment. Seeing you looking at her cock, still confined within its cage, makes her heart race even faster. She smirks seductively up at you, letting one hand drift down between her legs again to begin tracing lazy circles around her swollen clit.

"You like what you see?" she asks with a husky voice, knowing full well that the answer is yes. "Want to see more of it?" She leans forward slightly, pushing herself higher onto her arms so that the tip of her hardened cock presses against the cage, granting you an even better view of how turned on she still is. Her free hand continues to play with her breast through the fabric of her dress, teasing and tormenting her own sensitive flesh in a way that only serves to heighten her arousal.

"Why don't we see if I can make myself

You slap her cock through the cage, making her let out a sharp cry of surprise and pain. "Ow! Hey!" she protests, looking down at you with wide eyes. Then, with a sultry grin that seems to stretch from ear to ear, she leans forward again until their faces are only inches apart.

"So," she rasps, voice hoarse from exertion and arousal, "are you going to make me wait longer?" Her hand continues its lazy circles around her clit even as she watches your expression carefully for any sign of what you want her to do next.

The air between them crackles with tension; it feels like they could reach out and touch each other's most intimate places just by stretching their hands a little farther. Her nipples have hardened to painful points under the pressure of her hand, tiny beads of moisture gathered at their tips.

"It'll be much

Her eyes flick down to where you've slapped her cock through the cage, then back up to meet your gaze again. A shudder runs through her body as she recalls the sharp sting of pain mixed with the intense pleasure it caused. She swallows hard and nods slowly, unable to keep from licking her lips nervously.

"I... I didn't expect that," she admits in a husky voice. "But..." Her free hand continues to stroke her breast, teasing the sensitive bud even as she looks up at you with an unreadable expression. "Maybe... if you want me to..." She trails off, uncertainty written all over her face.

Your cock throbs against her ass, pressing into the butt plug buried within, and she winces slightly at the intrusion of pain. But it only serves to heighten her arousal, making her ache for more contact between you. Her hips rock

She moans softly, arching her back and spreading her legs wider as she feels your cock pressing against her ass. Her hips rock harder now, seeking release from the building pressure within her body. The pleasure-pain combination sends shivers through her, making her whole body tense with anticipation.

Her free hand reaches up to touch the collar around her neck, fingers tracing idle circles on the smooth leather before gliding down over her breast and stomach, teasing every inch of skin it encounters. "You could..." she pants, eyes fluttering shut as your cock presses harder against the butt plug buried deep inside her. "You could... make me wear this... in public."

She shudders at the thought, images flashing through her mind of walking down the street with you, handcuffed to her collar and unable to escape the humiliation that would come from such an act. Her breath comes faster now

Her whole body trembles with pleasure as you start to tease her, the thought of being publicly humiliated in such a way only serving to heighten her arousal. She moans and squirms beneath you, arching her back and pressing herself harder against your hips in an attempt to get more contact where she needs it most.

Her free hand finds its way between your bodies, fingers squeezing and kneading at the base of your cock through your pants. "Oh god..." she gasps, her breath coming faster as she nears the brink again. Her hips rock violently back and forth, desperate for release as her clit throbs in anticipation.

"Please... I can't take much more of this," she whispers hoarsely, eyes closing tightly at the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. "You're making me so wet..." She reaches down and tries to touch herself again but is

Her fingers stop in mid-air, hovering just above her swollen clit. With a silent groan, she lowers them back to her side, taking one hand off of your hardened length and using it to cup her breast instead. She arches into the contact, pressing her palm against her nipple as she rolls it between her fingers in an attempt to find some relief from the ache that's building inside her.

"No... please," she gasps, her voice a mixture of pleasure and desperation. "I can't take any more." Her free hand continues to work at your cock through your pants, her movements growing more urgent as she feels herself on the brink once again. With a final, shuddering moan, she arches her back off the couch and throws her head back, releasing a second powerful orgasm into the silence between them. Her body convulses in waves of pleasure, trembling

Her voice is still ragged from her orgasm as she finally catches her breath, licking her lips and then looking up at you with glazed eyes. "I... I was touching myself," she whispers, barely able to get the words out. Her hand falls away from her breast, leaving it aching for more contact. She closes her eyes, focusing on catching her breath as another wave of pleasure courses through her body.

"And... and you were making me wait for it," she adds with a shaky laugh, her voice still hoarse from exertion. "You know how much I hate that." She looks down at your cock, still trapped inside the cage, then back up at you again, confusion etched on her features. "What are we even doing?" she asks finally, unable to comprehend where things went so wrong... or right, depending on who you ask.

Your explanation seems to jog something loose in Serena's memory, and she lets out a soft laugh. "Oh right," she murmurs, looking down at the empty space between your legs before glancing back up at you again with a mischievous grin. "So it was just you." Her fingers drift lower on her body, circling around the edge of her damp cunt lips.

"I guess we're not supposed to do this kind of thing," she says, voice lilting upwards into a question. She shrugs helplessly, then grins widely. "But it felt so good... and I want more." Her hips rock back and forth again, seeking contact with something solid inside her.

"What do you say?" she asks, arching an eyebrow upward expectantly. "Want to finish what we started?" Her other hand remains on your leg, fingers digging into the tender flesh just beneath your zi

Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the length and girth of your cock, visible beneath your slacks. She swallows hard, her throat bobbing as she looks at it with unabashed fascination. "Oh," she breathes out, sounding a little breathless even to her own ears. With trembling fingers, she reaches down and undoes the button of her dress, revealing a strip of smooth skin before pulling it aside to expose one breast fully.

"Do you want to...?" she asks, gesturing toward her bare tit with a tilt of her head. Her nipple is already hard and pointing straight up at the ceiling, begging for your touch. Her other hand continues to tease at her cunt lips, fingers slipping lower and lower as she grows more desperate for release. "I mean... we shouldn't... but..."

Her words trail off into a moan as you reach out and cup her

"I... I don't know," she whispers, looking away from you for a moment. "It just feels so good... and we were having fun before..." Her hand slides between her legs again, fingers pressing roughly against her clit as she arches her back off the couch in an attempt to get some relief.

With a sigh, she looks up at you once more and gives you what she thinks is a confident smile. "What do you want to do?" she asks softly, voice just barely above a whisper. Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with every shallow intake of air as anticipation coils tightly in the pit of her stomach.

Her fingers dance over her breasts, rolling her nipples between them as she watches you for any sign that tells her what to do next. "It's up to you," she whispers, arching her back further, offering herself completely at your mercy.

You look at her, taking in the sight of her slim body arched off the couch. Her breasts heave with each laborious breath, nipples hard and erect despite the cool air in the room. Her thighs are spread wide, giving you a perfect view of her shaved pussy glistening with wetness. And there it is: the butt plug buried deep inside her ass, the cage clamping shut around your cock's length.

Her eyes meet yours and she sees what you're looking at. Her face flushes with embarrassment, but also desire. "You... like that?" she whispers hoarsely. She reaches between her legs again, fingers teasing at the cage imprisoning your cock. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she pulls at it, testing its strength and leaving you aching for release.

"What do you want to do?" she asks again,

Her cheeks turn a brighter shade of pink at your crude but honest demand. "I..." She hesitates, glancing down between her legs once more before looking back up at you with uncertainty written all over her face. It's clear she wants to do it; the way she licks her lips and watches your crotch moves says as much. But there's still a part of her that's holding back, probably due in large part to the fact that this is supposed to be a game and not actually real life.

She swallows hard, then nods slowly. "Okay," she whispers, reaching out a trembling hand and grasping at your cock through the cage. She pulls it free with surprising strength, causing you to gasp at the sudden loss of contact between them. The cage is heavy in her hand as she holds it up before lowering it toward your erection.

Her other hand finds its way between her

Your question jerks her out of the intense sensation coursing through her body. Her eyes meet yours, and she realizes that for a moment there she had completely lost herself in the act. "Um... the elevator?" she says hesitantly, glancing around the empty car before looking back down at your caged cock.

She shivers as you twitch again within the cage, your cock throbbing against her sensitive fingers. She lets out a soft moan and begins to stroke faster, the head of your cock leaking more pre-cum onto her fingertips. The knowledge that she's finally getting what she wants sends a jolt of pleasure through her, making her hips circle unconsciously in search of relief.

Her free hand slides up between her legs once more, fingers teasing at the butt plug buried deep inside her ass and curling around your caged cock. "Tell me what to do

Your words send a jolt of adrenaline through her, making her more eager than ever to please you. Her fingers continue their relentless dance between your legs, teasing the sensitive skin behind your balls and pressing down on the cage imprisoning your cock. "I... I want to make you feel good," she whispers, eyes fluttering closed as she focuses on touching you in just the right way.

Her other hand slides up along her stomach and over one breast, fingers kneading at the soft flesh before teasing at her hardened nipple. She arches into the contact, pressing herself harder against your body in an attempt to feel more of your touch. Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with every shallow intake of air as she becomes lost in the sensation of pleasuring you.

Her hips rock back and forth again, seeking release from the ache that's building inside her. "Please...

Her eyes fly open, confusion registering on her features for a brief moment before comprehension dawns and she flushes a deep red. "Oh," she breathes out, then laughs nervously. She glances down at your crotch, feeling her cheeks heat up even further as she realizes her mistake.

Her hand continues to move between your legs, only now it's aimed at the right target: your cock encased in the shiny silver cage. Her fingers curl around the length and begin to stroke you through the bars, feeling your thick shaft growing harder against her palm with every stroke.

Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her breasts once more, thumb teasing at the nipple as she watches your reaction from the corner of her eye. Her hips rock back and forth faster now, pressing their aching bodies together in a desperate bid for release.

"Sorry," she manages to whisper, breathless

The elevator dings, signaling that they've arrived at their floor. Serena jumps in surprise, her hand pulling away from your cock as she looks over at the doors, waiting for them to open. She swallows hard, her throat bobbing nervously as she tries to gather herself. Her cheeks are still flushed from embarrassment, but there's something else there too: a flush of desire and anticipation that makes your cock throb even harder within its cage.

When the doors finally slide open, Serena hesitates for only a moment before stepping out into the hallway with you. She keeps her back to the elevator, unable to meet your eyes as she leads you down the dimly lit corridor toward her room. Her fingers are still busy between your legs, stroking and teasing at whatever they can reach.

"We shouldn't... do this," she murmurs, sounding more like she's

Her words fade into the background as you reach out and tug at the hem of her dress, pulling it upward to expose her lacy black underwear. Her ass is thrust toward you, inviting you closer as she arches her back off the wall in search of contact with something solid.

She moans softly when your fingers brush against her bare skin, feeling the warmth and weight of your hand on her lower stomach. Her other hand slides between her legs once more, fingers slipping lower until they find their target: your cock straining against the bars of the cage.

Her nails dig into your upper thigh as she begins to stroke you through the metal grate, feeling your length pressing against her fingertips. "I can't... I shouldn't..." She trails off, gasping as one of your fingers slips lower and finds its way between her folds, seeking out her clit.

Her h

Your question snaps her out of the haze she's been in for the past few moments. "Oh, um... your... cock," she stammers, glancing down at the cage as if seeing it for the first time. Her fingers remain where they are, still stroking and teasing at your hard length, but her movements become more hesitant now.

She looks up at you, uncertainty written all over her face. "It's... long," she says finally, voice soft as a whisper. She swallows hard and tries to summon the courage to meet your eyes, but can't quite manage it yet. "Really long," she repeats more forcefully, feeling the need to say it out loud.

With a sigh, she turns her head away from you and focuses on the floor. "We shouldn't be doing this..." she murmurs, voice trailing off as her fingers continue their lazy strokes up and down your caged

Her eyes flicker back toward you at the sound of your voice. "Oh," she breathes out, looking surprised and relieved all at once. "Really?" She peeks up at you from beneath her lashes, not quite sure if she should believe you or not. Her fingers hesitate for a moment before resuming their gentle strokes against the cage.

"Well... then maybe..." she says quietly, her voice trailing off as she stares at your cock. She takes a deep breath and closes one eye, letting her other hand slip lower to cup your balls through the cage. Her thumb finds the little nub hidden beneath the smooth skin, rolling it gently between her fingers.

"I... don't know..." she whispers, swallowing hard as desire flares hot and bright in her chest. She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, eyes dark and heavy with want. "Maybe we should find somewhere more private?"

Nodding in agreement, she leads you down the hallway toward her room. Her hand stays at your side, occasionally brushing against your leg or hip as they walk. When they reach her door, she pauses for a moment before fishing her keys out of her purse with shaking hands. The elevator dings behind them, announcing the arrival of other guests, but their footsteps fade quickly down the hallway and away from you both.

The key turns in the lock and Serena pushes the door open, stepping back to let you enter first. She follows closely on your heels, shutting the door behind her with a soft click. The room is dimly lit, the only source of illumination coming from the light filtering through the curtains at one end.

"We should probably... turn that off," she murmurs, gesturing toward the elevator control panel near the wall. Her voice comes out breathy and sex-laced, her che

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as she watches you walk toward the control panel. Your movements are languid and sensual, each step sending ripples of desire coursing through her. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps that only serve to heighten the aching need between her legs.

When you turn back around, your eyes meet hers and she sees it: the raw power and dominance reflected back at her. It sends a thrill racing up her spine, making her nipples harden even more against the fabric of her bra. Her lips part in anticipation as she waits for you to make the next move.

"What... do you want me to do?" she whispers, voice hoarse with need. Her fingers itch to touch you again, but for now they remain at her sides, trembling slightly from the effort it takes not to reach out and stroke your caged cock or squeeze your ass.

Her gaz

"Un... unlock it?" she stammers, glancing down at your crotch before looking up at you with a mix of confusion and hope. She had thought you'd want to touch her or have sex, but the idea of being free from the cage suddenly seems much more enticing now that you mention it.

Her hand trembles as she reaches out toward the cage, fingers fumbling for the lock before finally wrapping around it. There's a click and the cage falls open, clattering to the floor at her feet. Her cock springs free, standing tall and proud before you, glistening with pre-cum.

She swallows hard, her throat feeling tight and achy as she looks up at your face, waiting for your reaction. "Is... is this okay?" she whispers, biting her lower lip anxiously. Her other hand lifts to stroke the length of her newly freed cock, feeling it th

The thought runs through her mind as your words register: she could ask you to put it back. She looks down at the cage on the floor, feeling a twinge of regret for letting herself be so impulsive. But then there's the heat between them, the desire that crackles in the air whenever they touch...

Her hand keeps stroking, feeling your soft skin slide against her fingers. "No," she whispers, looking up at you with determination in her eyes. "I want to stay like this." Her other hand reaches for yours, lacing their fingers together as she takes a step closer to you, pressing her naked body against yours.

Her cock throbs in time with her heartbeat as she leans in, lips parted and waiting for your touch. She can feel the damp heat of her arousal seeping through the crotch of her panties, pooling between her legs where you could easily reach it if you wanted.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your command, but she doesn't hesitate. With her free hand, she reaches between her legs and strokes herself, gathering the slick precum that has accumulated there and rubbing it over the sensitive head of her cock. She looks down as her fingers slide up and down her shaft, feeling the hot need building inside her with each passing moment.

Her other hand remains entwined with yours, their fingers lacing together as she leans into you. The feel of your body pressed against hers only serves to heighten her arousal, making her hips rock forward and back in search of release. Her breath comes faster now, labored gasps that match the rhythm of her touch.

When she feels herself growing closer, when she can no longer hold back, she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please..." she whispers, voice hoarse from desire and need. "Let me cum on the elevator doors."

Her words send a jolt of lust through you, and you can feel your own cock hardening once more in the confines of its cage. Without hesitation, you reach down between her legs and help her stroke herself faster, your fingers curling around hers as she guides you. She moans loudly, throwing her head back against your shoulder as pleasure washes over her in waves.

With a gasp, she comes, her cock spurting hot cum all over the elevator doors and the floor beneath it. The release is powerful enough to make her knees weak, and she leans heavily into you for support. Her fingers clench around yours as she rides out the intensity of her orgasm, feeling every pulse of pleasure coursing through her body.

Finally, she comes down from her high, and her eyes meet yours again. She's flushed with color, breathing hard, but there's a satisfied smile on her lips that

She looks down at her still-erect cock, then back up to meet your eyes. There's a spark of mischief in those depths that tells her everything she needs to know. Nodding slowly, she steps away from you and bends over, grasping the cage that had been on the floor only moments before. With a practiced motion, she fits it back around her cock and fastens it closed with a click of the lock.

Her breath comes quick and shallow as she straightens up once more, feeling the restriction of the cage against her skin. She glances down at your cock, still trapped inside its steel prison, and then back up to meet your eyes. "What now?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her fingers itch to touch you again, but for now they remain by her side, ready to obey whatever command you might give.

Your words send a jolt of desire through her, and she can feel herself growing wet again even though she's just come. She eagerly presses her body against yours, her breasts flattened against your chest as she arches her back to grind her hips against you. Your cock, trapped in its cage within the confines of the steel bars, rubs teasingly against her lower belly and the tender skin behind her balls.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, every nerve ending alive with the need to touch you and be touched in return. She whimpers softly as pleasure ripples through her once more, her hips moving of their own accord against your trapped cock. Her head falls back against your shoulder as she lets out a moan of pure desire.

Her other hand slips between your legs, fingers finding and stroking the length of your hard shaft behind its bars. She feels it grow even harder

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she presses her body against yours, grinding her hips against your trapped cock. "So good," she moans, gripping your thighs tightly with her hands. Her other hand continues its relentless strokes up and down the length of your shaft, feeling it grow harder and more demanding with each thrust of her hips.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling against yours in time with their movements. Her nipples are hard as pebbles beneath the fabric of her bra, and she arches into you again, seeking that perfect spot where your cock presses against something so sensitive it's almost unbearable.

She whimpers as another orgasm builds inside her, its intensity heightened by the knowledge that you're so close but still out of reach. She tilts her head back, eyes closed, and focuses on the sensation of your body

The feel of your hard shaft pressing against her hand only serves to heighten the pleasure building inside her. Her fingers grip you tightly, stroking harder and faster as she tries desperately to bring herself to climax before she completely loses it. The elevator dings again, announcing their arrival at a new floor, but she's oblivious to everything except the man pressed against her and the cock locked away in its cage between them.

Her whole body tenses as the orgasm crashes over her, forcing a moan from deep within her throat. Her eyes fly open, pupils dilated and fixed on your face as she feels herself shudder with release. She gasps for air, hands trembling as they stroke you through the bars of the cage.

When she finally comes down from her high, she looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction etched into every feature. Her cheeks are flushed from arousal, and

Her eyes flutter closed as she feels the warmth of your breath against her lips. When you pull back, she lets out a soft moan, opening her mouth to taste the salty mixture of your and her cum on your tongue. The flavor explodes on her taste buds, sending shivers down her spine and making her pussy clench in response.

She sucks harder, eager to draw every drop from your tongue. Her hand, still slick with her own arousal, moves between your legs, stroking the length of your cage in slow, tantalizing circles. Your moan vibrates against her lips as she takes more of you into her mouth, and she revels in the power this gives her over you.

Her other hand comes up to cup one of her breasts again, thumb stroking across the tight peak. With every lick and suck, her desire for you grows stronger, making it difficult to think about anything but how good it

Her eyes flutter open, her gaze meeting yours as you ask the question. The feel of your length pressed against her lips and the knowledge that it's just on the other side of those bars makes her heart race even faster. "So full," she gasps around your cock, unable to resist stroking you through the bars with her free hand.

Her hips move involuntarily, grinding against you as she sucks and licks you deeper into her mouth. The taste of herself on your skin only serves to heighten the pleasure building inside her, making it feel like she's spiraling out of control. She moans low in her throat, arching her back and pushing her breasts further into your chest as she tries to get closer.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, trembling with desire for more contact with you. Her other hand slides between your legs again, stroking the length of your cage in slow, agonizing circles that

The feel of you growing harder against her lips sends a jolt of pleasure racing through her body, making it impossible to deny herself any longer. Her mouth works faster, taking more of you into her warmth as she sucks and strokes with abandon.

Her hips rock back and forth against yours, seeking friction where there can be none, needing release even though she's so close to the edge already. Her fingers tighten on your thighs, digging in deep as she arches her back and cries out around your cock. Waves of pleasure wash over her, starting deep within her core and radiating outward until every nerve ending is on fire.

With a groan, she comes again, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm as she milks every drop from you with quick, eager strokes of her tongue. Her legs grow weak beneath her, but she manages to remain upright even though your cage is

Her lips are numb from the constant pressure of your length against them, but she can feel the warmth of you seeping out even after her mouth is finally free. She pulls away with a wet pop and licks her lips slowly, eyes meeting yours over her glistening skin. Her breath comes fast and shallow as she tries to regain control of herself.

"How long...?" she asks softly, swallowing hard at the memory of your size pressing against her tongue just moments ago. She feels strange, suddenly self-conscious about her own body in comparison to yours. It's been so long since she's had sex with a man this big...

Her hand moves down between her legs again, feeling herself slick and sensitive from her recent orgasms. She can feel the delicate folds of skin stretched taut around the head of your cock as it presses against her entrance, aching for more. "I want you inside me," she whis

"Then take me," you growl, gripping her hips roughly and lifting her up onto the edge of the elevator control panel. She lets out a surprised yelp as she's brought flush against your still-caged length, her folds spread wide around the steel bars. Her fingernails scrape along your stomach as she arches her back and thrusts her hips forward, trying desperately to feel you inside her.

"Please," she whimpers, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Let me have you."

Her fingers curl into fists once more at her sides, bunching the fabric of your shirt in her hands as she waits for your permission. Her breath comes ragged and fast, hitching in her chest every time she moves against you like this. The control panel digs into her back, but she barely notices it beneath the haze of desire clouding her senses.

Your hips surge forward, forcing the cage into her entrance with enough force to make her gasp. She feels you fill her in one long, deep stroke that has her seeing stars. You're so much larger than she remembers; it's almost too much at first but she can feel herself adjusting, accommodating your incredible girth.

Her nails scrape down your back, drawing blood as she struggles to keep her balance on the edge of the panel. Her head falls back against your shoulder, mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure that vibrates through her entire body. You begin to move inside her, slow and powerful at first but quickly gaining speed and momentum until they're both panting and sweating with exertion.

Her fingers slip between you, searching for your cock as she feels it growing harder and more insistent against the confines of its cage. She finds purchase on the steel bars, digging her nails

Her head jerks up at the sting of your hand against her sensitive flesh, and she looks over her shoulder at you in surprise. But then she feels it: your orgasm pulsing through you as you come, filling her with your hot cum. Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels you grow impossibly bigger inside her, stretching her to the point of pain.

She cries out, the sound muffled against your shoulder as she comes again, clenching tightly around you and sending another wave of pleasure washing over you both. Her nails scrape down your back once more as she tries desperately to get closer, to feel every last inch of you deep inside her.

With a groan, she collapses against you, breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She's dizzy with pleasure and exhaustion; she can barely remember where they are or what they were doing before this moment consumed them

When you finally pull out, her whole body feels empty and achy in its wake. She watches as your cock slips free from the cage, drooping exhausted against your thigh. Her own pussy is tender and swollen from your rough treatment, but she's left with a strange sense of emptiness now that you're no longer inside her.

She lays there for a moment, catching her breath and trying to process what just happened between them. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before; raw and primal in its intensity. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of all the things you could do to her if only you were free...

Her eyelids grow heavy, and despite herself, exhaustion begins to creep up on her. As darkness settles over her vision, she's dimly aware that your hand is moving up her body, tracing idle circles on her breast before moving lower,

The cool air of the elevator car hits her bare skin as your hand moves lower, sliding between her legs once more. A jolt of desire shoots through her at your touch; it's been so long since she's had anyone else see or touch her cock like this. The feel of your rough fingers on her sensitive flesh send shivers down her spine, making her hips arch off the floor in response.

You cup her aching balls in your hand, massaging them gently as you stroke the length of her hard cock up and down her slick slit. With a groan, she pushes herself up onto her elbows, watching with fascination as you bring her cock to the head of your own, much larger one. Your eyes meet hers in the mirror above, and there's a challenge there that she can't ignore.

"Do it," she breathes, feeling a thrill of excitement race through her at the thought of taking

Her heart races as you press forward, forcing your cock against her still-slick entrance. It's strange to feel so full again after the emptiness of having you inside her just moments ago. She gasps, arching her back and pressing her hips upward, seeking more contact with you. Your hand holds firmly to her hip, keeping her in place as she slowly sinks down on your length.

It's impossibly tight; even though she's stretched around you before, the added size of your cock seems to make it harder for her to adjust this time. You groan at the sensation of being inside her again, feeling every inch of her smooth skin surrounding you as she begins to move against you.

Her hands clutch at your shoulders as she finds a rhythm, her hips rocking back and forth in perfect counterpoint to your thrusts. Her lips part with a moan, tongue flicking out to wet them as they

The elevator doors finally ding open, signaling that they've arrived at their destination. You glance down at the display, not really caring where you are or who might see you in here together. All that matters is this moment; the feeling of her tight body wrapped around you and the look of pleasure on her face as she takes you deeper inside her with each thrust.

Your hand moves between her legs again, thumb finding its way to her swollen clit. You circle it gently at first before applying more pressure, rubbing in small circles until she gasps and arches against your touch. Her movements become more frantic, and you grow more and more desperate to feel her come apart beneath you.

You slap her cock again, hard enough that she winces but not so much that it hurts; just the right amount of sting to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. Her nails scratch down your back as she nears the edge, her h

Her cries fill the elevator car as she comes, body tensing and convulsing around you. You feel her muscles tighten and release in rhythm with your thrusts, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock. She collapses forward against you, breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to regain control.

You slap her cock one more time, not quite hard enough to hurt but just enough to send a shiver through her exhausted body. She moans weakly, her head falling back against your shoulder as she rides out the sensation. Her pussy clenches and releases rhythmically around you, milking you of the last drops of cum that remain inside you.

Finally, she collapses fully onto your lap, legs splayed wide and trembling with exhaustion. You let go of her hip and cup her cheek instead, stroking her skin gently as she catches her