Six Months Later
After arriving in the world's only island city-state, I found Singapore exactly as friendly as I'd expected. Becoming a close personal friend of most of its highest ranking government officials had not been difficult at all, and that had allowed me to put down roots while staying largely out of the public eye. I was never the kind of man who needed a mansion and grounds and all that rot, so I went with a modest two story home. Then, using my new friendships, I had a couple sublevels put in as well.
I was on one of those sublevels right now with Trish. She was a mite indisposed, swinging from the ceiling in a complex bondage sex swing. I'd never actually done rope bondage before arriving in this world, despite it being one of my kinks, and when I'd still been in New York I'd been a bit too busy to get into it so I'd settled for mostly vanilla sex.
Since arriving in Singapore however, I'd had quite a lot of time to practice and very willing participants to practice on. I was no master, but I'd developed quite a skill for it as evidenced by Trish, swinging before me. Of course, she wasn't just tied up and completely at my mercy, she was also experiencing a state of partial sensory deprivation. A specially made hood was fitted over her head with only two holes.
One was at the back of her head for her blonde ponytail to stick out of so that the rest of the hood could more perfectly rest against her skull. The other was at her nose and mouth, exposing that part of her face to my tender ministrations. Her eyes were covered and the inside of the hood had specially designed ear muffs that completely silenced the outside world for her. All she had was touch, taste, and smell, and I was taking liberal advantage of that.
Of course, the rest of her body was naked as she hung before me, the only places her skin was covered were where the ropes wrapped around her to hold her up and spread her for my gaze. Smiling, I run my hangs over her silky smooth skin even as I circle around her, feeling her shiver beneath my touch in anticipation and need. As I ghost the tips of my fingers along her inner thighs, I hear a whimper from her that draws a chuckle from me.
A moment later I plunge three fingers inside of her already soaked cunt and she lets out a yelp before panting and moaning in time with the piston like motions of my hand. I'm taking my time enjoying the way her inner walls contract and spasm around my fingers, my other hand massaging and kneading her ass as I pushed the three fingers deep into her before drawing back. Already, I was considering what to do to her next, any number of things that she would absolutely love, mostly because she loved whatever I loved.
Before any of that could happen however, the door to the sex dungeon, because that's what this was, burst open and Jessica came running in. I look at her, brought only slightly out of the moment I was having with Trish, my fingers slowing slightly to the blonde's confusion and disappointment as I cock an eyebrow in Jessica's direction. She's immediately guilty and looks down, unwilling to make eye contact and knowing that she's interrupted my fun. Not that I'm really mad, I've always been laidback, and I'm already considering how to include Jessica in our fun.
Still, there's bound to be a very good reason that Jessica had interrupted us, as I'd told her to do so only in an emergency. It couldn't be a personal emergency however, or the alarms would have gone off as I wasn't stupid enough to not hook this sublevel up to the manor's security. So, that said, I continued to play with Trish's body even as I spoke, "Yes?"
Jessica clears her throat, "You should turn on the TV Master. There's something happening on the news right now. Something big."
Well it certainly better be. Letting out a put upon sigh, I removed my fingers from Trish's drenched sex, much to her vocal displeasure. Moving around her, I push those same fingers into her open mouth even as my other hand reaches for the remote on the table near her head. Trish sucks her own juices off of my fingers dutifully as I use the remote to turn on the seventy inch Smart TV mounted on the wall.