Harem House - Selene Pt. 09

"Problem?" Kat asked with a hint of mischief in her voice. "Is there something you need?"

Arthur unzipped his pants and sighed. Kat looked over her shoulder again, and her eyes widened slightly. Arthur wasn't stroking himself, but he was free of his jeans now and still writing. "Breathplay?" He asked.

"Like choking?" Kat asked as she turned her head away from him again.

"Yes." Arthur answered.

"It freaks me out." Kat shook her head, and Arthur watched her breasts sway from it. "So no, Sir."

"Well, you're out of clothes, so why don't you try spreading your legs, just a little bit." Arthur suggested.

Kat looked over her shoulder at him again and smirked. She moved her feet apart a little bit more, widening the gap between her thighs and spreading her lips.

"Beautiful." Arthur sighed. Kat blushed and turned her face away from him to hide it.

"Humiliation?" Arthur asked. He wrote down her previous answer.

"Like Selene?" Kat asked without looking at him.

"Yes." Arthur nodded. "I gather you don't like being called slut, or belittled, right?"

"I mean..." Kat hesitated. "It's not quite a limit, but I'm not always in the mood for it either, the way Selene is. Does that make sense? Like, sometimes, it won't help things. Sometimes it might."

Arthur paused in his writing and looked up. He bit his lip and then looked back down with a slight shrug. "I mean, it doesn't help me figure it out." He chuckled. "But it makes sense, I suppose."

"Objectification? Being treated like an object or a piece of furniture?" Arthur asked.

"You mean, kind of like I am now?" She asked. This time she looked over her shoulder again, the smirk on her face.

"Little bit." Arthur admitted.

"It's okay. Probably wouldn't be doing it for me if Junior was still tucked away, though. I'm here to learn, not be your sex slave. Remember?" Kat shifted so that her elbows were supporting her instead of her palms.

"Right." Arthur nodded. "Sorry. You can sit down now."

Kat straightened with a smile, turned, and bounced over to the sofa, where she plopped down. Arthur twitched in response, his eyes riveted to her as she moved.

"Forced shaving?" Arthur finally lifted his eyes to hers as he asked the question.

"Like you shaving me or assigning me homework to shave certain parts of me?" Kat asked. Arthur was impressed that she left her hands on her thighs this time and didn't try to cover her breasts or pussy.

"Both, I suppose." Arthur held his pen at the ready.

"I'm okay with that." Kat shrugged.

"Being told what to wear?" Arthur asked.

"For lessons? Fine. The rest of the time, fuck off." Kat waved her hand in front of her as if to shoo him away.

"Fair enough." Arthur laughed. "Speaking of which, I need to take some clothes for Selene before I leave, or she might never get dressed again."

"She's always preferred being naked." Kat laughed. "We're comfortably European like that."

"Good to know." Arthur nodded. "I like the sexy underwear, though."

"Good to know." Kat smiled.

"Nipple play?" Arthur asked. "How do you feel about that?"

"I'm all for it." Kat assured him. "I uh... really enjoyed it when my ex used to play with them." She cupped her breasts and squeezed them in her fingers. Her nipples hardened immediately, and she ran her fingers over them with a slight gasp.

"Do you have any other fetishes or preferences I should know about?" Arthur asked as he kept making notes.

"I like a firm hand." Kat said after a hesitation. "I'm not going to be the doormat that Selene is."

"I gathered that already." Arthur said with a slight smirk. If Selene hadn't already told him that expressly, he would have gathered it from their lunch together.

"How do you feel about roleplaying?" Arthur asked.

"I guess I just count that as a type of foreplay." Kat said after thinking about it for a moment. "I'm not opposed to it. Never done it before. I'm not sure I'd get anything out of it, depending on the scenario. I'm not as into theater as Selene is. But it has a certain appeal... given a more literary foundation than you might be used to."

"Literary foundation?" Arthur asked curiously.

"I'd rather pretend to be a Jane Austen character than a nameless sexy nurse if we're going to roleplay," Kat explained.

"Got it." Arthur said with a nod. "Any scenarios you can think of that you don't want to play out or really want to try?"

"Not off the top of my head." Kat frowned.

"Well, if you think of any, let me know." Arthur said with a smile.

"Yes, Sir." Kat nodded.

"Not into servitude." Arthur surmised.

"Well..." Kat hesitated.

"Sometimes, depending on your mood." Arthur looked at her incredulously.

"You're getting it, Sir." Kat shifted on the sofa.

"Exhibitionism?" Arthur stopped writing for a second, rolled, and stretched his wrist and fingers.

"How is that different from public bondage or sex outdoors?" Kat furrowed her brow.

"It means being watched, but not necessarily in a public setting. It could be as simple as tying Selene to the wall and having her watch us fuck. Or vice versa."

"Yeah. I'd be down for that." Kat nodded. "That could be... a lot of fun."

"Bodily fluids?" Arthur asked. "I'm not into blood or waste. So... I guess this is more about cum. Are you okay with it on you, in you, that kind of thing?"

"I have an IUD." Kat assured him. "And I've always swallowed before, but, like, twice. So I'm down for whatever."

"Okay." Arthur said as he made his final notes. "I think that's the end of my list." He passed the notebook back to her, and she started to read it over, reviewing what he'd written. It was all there in notated form, precisely as she'd answered.

"Looks good." Kat said with a nod. "You want me to sign this?"

"After you type it up. We'll sign it at your next lesson." Arthur assured her, then stood up. She watched his cock, still erect, and pushed through the open zipper of his jeans. He undid his belt and let his pants drop, leaving his boxers and t-shirt on. Kat watched as he reached down and stripped off the shirt, lifting the hem over his muscled torso and tossing it to the side. Then he slid the boxers off, leaving him naked before sitting back on the sofa.

"So what's involved in this evaluation?" Kat asked with one eyebrow arched.

"First, we'll check for your most responsive erogenous zones. Then we'll check your oral sensitivity." Arthur clicked the pen again and turned the page.

"You mean my oral skills?" She asked, looking at his thick cock bounce.

"Nope. I mean, I'm going to lay you out on this coffee table and see how long it takes for you to cum from my tongue wrestling with your clit." Arthur tossed his boxers to her. She took them and put them behind her back.

Kat gave a quick exhale.

"Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Stand." Arthur instructed as he rose up off the sofa, and Kat obeyed. "You're okay if I touch you?"

"Duh." Kat chuckled as she stood up.

"Pain tolerance is coming up." Arthur reminded her. She sighed but didn't protest. She stood up. He spun his finger in a circle, and she turned around, smirking at him over her shoulder. He stepped up, nestling his cock against her ass as he wrapped his arms around her.

She gasped as his hands came to her hips and pulled her close. She wasn't sure what to do with her arms, but she wrapped them around her stomach and held his hands there for a moment. It had been so long since someone else touched her that his fingertips felt electric. She was ready for this after all that talking that she couldn't help but savor this moment for a little while.

"Rate how much it turns you on or doesn't when I touch you. Five is neutral. Zero to four are negative. Six to ten are positive." Arthur explained. It was a simple enough system.

"Should we..." Kat gasped as his hands slid forward over her hips and his fingers tangled themselves in her short, trimmed landing strip. "Ten." She gasped.

Arthur smirked. "Should we, what?"

"Should we move this to the bedroom?" She asked. "I have a bed in there. It might make things a little easier."

"Here is fine for now. Though it might be easier if I could move around you. Step forward to the open space in front of the bedroom doors." Arthur instructed, and she obeyed.

She stepped out of his embrace and pouted at the lack of warmth and electric touch left her as his hands slid away from her body. She turned to look at him, but he was already stepping forward toward her, and he embraced her once more. He pressed his hands onto her hips again, and his cock nestled against her perfect ass.

"Six." She said softly. "Seven for where Excalibur is touching." She smirked.

"Excalibur?" Arthur asked, confused.

"Your dick." Kat giggled. It was a delightful sound and one he'd never heard her make. "Sorry. That's Selene's and mine's name for it. You're Arthur, so your sword is...." She trailed off, letting him fill in the obvious blank.

"Excalibur." He chuckled. "Got it." He didn't hate it. He didn't particularly enjoy it, but he wasn't about to complain. Excalibur pressed against a silky soft ass cheek that he would spank later. Life was good. Life was perfect. Thank God, whichever one anyone happened to believe in, for Selene.

"Four. Tickles a little." Kat said as he slid his hands up her sides, moving from her hips to her waist. The number didn't change until he cupped her breasts in her hands. "Nine." She said as he squeezed. "Eleven!" She gasped as he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefingers and gently rubbed them. "Oh fuck." She steadied herself by leaning back against him.

"Eleven." She said again and reached her arms back behind her to hold him even closer to him. He was still playing with her breasts and nipples, and she hugged him close, gasping. She started grinding her ass against him absent-mindedly and looked straight up to see his eyes looking down at her. "Am I..." She gasped, and he relented a moment to let her get the words out. "Am I allowed to cum? Or do I have to ask permission or something?" She asked.

"You're allowed." Arthur answered. "I'm sure we'll eventually have a lesson on edging and orgasm denial. But today, you're allowed to cum as often as you want to."

Kat smiled and closed her eyes. She ground her ass against him even harder in a relieved expression of gratitude. "Thank you." She gasped. "Oh god."

He moved his hands away from her breasts, and she immediately grabbed them and pulled them back. "Please." She gasped. "Keep going."

"This is an evaluation." Arthur reminded her. "I think I have all the information I need from there. Your sides, underside, and every part of your breast are incredibly sensitive. If I over-stimulate them, they won't be."

"Please..." Kat groaned. "It's been so long since someone else has touched me. I need this. I need you to..." She trailed off, blissfully closing her eyes as he squeezed her breasts again. They overflowed his palm, and the shape on her chest was so round and perfect. They weren't as big as Kelly's or spattered with freckles like hers. They were still larger than Selene's, and each was nearly perfectly round globes in his hands. Kat was beautiful and extremely sexy beneath the attire that did a surprisingly good job hiding her figure. He marveled at the fact that she didn't already have a boyfriend. If she'd been even a little more open to others, she would definitely be taken already.

"Alright. Try to focus." He said as he moved only one hand away this time. He drew his finger up the center of her breasts to her collar bone and placed his hand there.

"Six."

He brought his hand across her collarbone to her shoulder and down her arm to her wrist. She gasped. "Eight." She nodded. He caught her diamond-hard nipple between his index and middle finger, and she shuddered against him. He opened and closed his fingers in a steady rhythm, and she moaned and ground against him as hard as she could, almost pushing him back a step. He held firm.

He brought his hand back up her arm, behind her head, where he ran his fingers along her scalp and grabbed the roots of her hair. He was expecting a gasp, but she moaned instead. Long and loud, like it'd been pent up inside her this whole time, he'd finally found the right button to draw it out of her.

"Ten." She said after she got her breath back. "Ten. Ten, ten." She said quickly.

He moved his hand behind her ear, and her entire body erupted into goosebumps. He cupped her cheek with his hand and lifted her chin to look into his eyes. She gasped and shuddered.

"I'm so close." She gasped.

"Already?" Arthur almost laughed. "I've barely touched you yet."

A fierce blush came to her face, but it didn't dampen her spirits. On the contrary, it seemed to push her to grind into him even harder. "Please." She gasped. "This is torture. Just fuck me already. Fuck me. Split me open with that... monster, between your legs."

Arthur laughed and brought his lips to her ear. "No." He whispered. "Not yet. That's later in the lesson plan."

Kat groaned and reached behind her trying to push her hands between them so she could grab his dick, but there was no room and no gap where she could find purchase. He pushed her away, and she stumbled, catching herself as she brought her hands up and took a deep breath at the sudden loss of contact.

He slapped her on the ass harder than she expected, and she looked at him, startled for a second. He looked at her expectantly.

"Well?" He asked.

"What?" Kat asked.

"How did the spank feel? On the scale?" Arthur cracked a smile.

"Oh uh..." Kat stammered. It was such a sudden shift she was still reeling from it. "I don't know. A five, I guess?"

He spanked her again.

"Five, maybe." She said with a slight smirk. "It doesn't really help one way or the other, but it feels fine. I guess."

"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Good to know." He walked away from her, and she stood there, still confused until she saw he was making notes in the notebook again.

"What are you doing?" Kat asked.

"What?" Arthur asked. "I'm writing down your answers. That's the whole point of this evaluation."

Kat groaned, this time in frustration, as she stomped her foot. "You're really not going to fuck me? What do I have to do to get you to fuck me?"

"What do I have to do to get you to fuck me, Sir." Arthur reminded her with a mischievous smile.

She threw her hands up and grunted in frustration as she surged forward, trying to push him onto the sofa as she placed both hands on his chest and gave a shove. He didn't move. He was impressively built and much bigger than she was. She might as well have tried to knock over a lamppost.

Arthur frowned and shook his head. "Stop it." He said as he grabbed her wrist and brought it back behind her. He marched her back to the spot they'd been at in front of the bedroom doors. "I still need to check your lower half."

"Calves are like a four. The back of the knee is zero because they're ticklish. Feet are also a zero. Inside of the thigh is a strong seven. The rest is pretty much a five." Kat said it all in a quick burst of frustration. "Now-" She cut off as her breath hitched. Her hands grasped at Arthur's strong and flexed arm. Her eyes followed it down from his rounded shoulders, down her torso, and between her legs. The heel of his palm pressed against her clit. His fingers spread her lips. His forefinger and pinky each pushed around the curve where her legs met her groin. His middle finger hooked, waiting at the entrance to her pussy. He teased the opening, feeling how slick and ready she was and smiling.

"And how's that?" He asked. "Where does that register on the scale?" He asked again when she failed to answer. His voice was dark, with a steel edge that she hadn't heard in it before.

Her breath hitched in her chest, and her whole body felt like it was on the brink of electrocution. "Oh god." She gasped. "Ten. Eleven. Twelve. I don't know." Kat gasped again. "Please just-" Her plea turned into a breathless gasp of words as his finger pressed between her folds and entered her. The heel of his palm by the base of his thumb pressed against her clit, trapping it up and pushing it against her pussy lips as he started rubbing his hand in small gentle circles.

"OHmYGod." Kat clawed and hung onto his arm as though he were dangling her over the edge of a building. He could no more let go of her than he could fly. She squeezed her legs hard against him, trapping his hand exactly where it was and gasping as she looked up into his eyes once more. His eyes were dark with lust, and his lips were slightly parted. She tried to reach up and kiss him, but she couldn't reach him. She could barely move, so he lowered his lips to hers.

They kissed for a long minute until she started buckling her hips against his hand to try to press his fingers deeper and grind her clit harder against his palm. His smile broke the kiss, and he lifted his head away.

"Good." He nodded. "I'd say you're fairly sensitive down there. That's a good thing." He smirked. "Should we move on to oral sensitivity?"

She shook against him, still holding on to his arm for dear life. He wiggled his finger and hooked it against the top of her channel, dragging it forward and sliding it back while his palm pressed against her clit. Her eyes rolled around for a moment. She took a deep breath, and she screamed as she came. She screamed so loudly that, for a moment, Arthur was afraid the neighbors would call the cops. He had to do something, so he cut off her scream with a kiss, lowering his lips to hers.

She gave a muffled noise of surprise but eagerly dove into the kiss as she clamped her entire body against him and around his arm as though she were trying to pull it into herself. Then, after a surprisingly long few seconds, she gasped and slumped against him. She quivered with aftershocks as he held her, and he gently lowered her down to the floor, where she lay back with her legs folded over to the side and her happily dazed face staring up at the ceiling.

Arthur sat nearby, smiling and shaking his head. He reached over and made a note in the notebook and waited.

After about five minutes, she moved again and looked up at him.

"Sorry." She said, catching her breath. "It's just... it's been so long since anyone has... I guess I really needed to...."

"It's perfectly okay." Arthur assured her. "Take some time. Catch your breath. Do you want some water?"

"Yeah." Kat nodded her messy curls bouncing in front of her face as she did so. "Water sounds good."

"One water, coming up." Arthur said as he hopped up and headed toward the kitchen. She watched his cock bounce as he walked, and she smiled. She heard him open the cupboard and then the fridge for the filtered water. He returned shortly with a tall glass of water.

Kat sat up, propping herself on one arm as the other accepted the glass of water and brought it to her soft lips. She drank it down and then took a deep breath. "Thanks." She nodded. "That was... the most intense orgasm I've had in a long time."

"Are you okay to keep going?" Arthur asked. "We've still got more things to check. Are you okay to have multiple orgasms, or are you a one-and-done type of girl?"

"Happy to try." She said with a smirk. "But shouldn't I be getting you off this time? Maybe give me some time to recharge while you check my uh... oral skills? Then you can check my oral sensitivity."

Arthur smiled and nodded toward the couch. "Sure."

He helped her up, and the two of them made their way over to the sofa. He took his place back on the far corner of the couch. She stood in front of the sofa for a second, unsure where she should move.

"Lay face down on the couch." He instructed as he turned and placed his right leg along the back of the sofa. She could lie between his legs, with her face in the perfect place for a blow job, if she propped herself up a little. "Do you have a throw pillow you can use to prop yourself up a little?"