After calming Felicia down, Alex continued focusing on her chest, giving Felicia the time to get used to everything.
"Turn around, let's change positions so that you can see my face," Alex told Felicia and without her doing anything, she was turned around and looking directly into Alex's eyes.
"This is better, isn't it?" He asked as his hands rested on her lower back and started massaging her back.
Felicia found herself nodding as her hand rested on one of his arms.
"Kiss?" She asked upfront. Just because she was apprehensive about her lower body didn't mean that she was averse to Alex's touch. On the contrary, she was loving every second of the massage that she was receiving from him.
Alex happily obliged her and gently kissed her lips for a moment before pulling back. He wanted to gauge her reaction. Seeing that she seemed to want more, he kissed her again before she had the chance to say anything else.
Soon, Felicia was actively responding to the kiss. Alex stopped completely focusing on her back and brought one hand to her chest to fondle her tits.
It didn't take long for Felicia to start moaning again. This time, Alex's hand made its way to her thigh first. He slowly massaged her thigh while making his way to her pussy.
Felicia only moaned louder when Alex's hand teased her inner thigh, barely away from her pussy that was unquestionably dripping with passionate arousal.
The moment Alex's finger brushed against her folds, Felicia's entire body stiffened up and she froze. However, Alex didn't stop and continued massaging her thigh, pulling away from her labia. He'd just barely brushed his finger against her labia.
With Alex's continued efforts, Felicia loosened up again.
When Alex brushed against her labia, she froze, once again. This process repeated multiple times, but each time it took less time for Felicia to loosen up.
Meanwhile, with each attempt, her arousal was only rising. Alex hadn't stopped using the EP oil on her body and had already used up almost two units of the unique energy while massaging her.
"Are you ready?" Alex asked Felicia who barely moaned out a reply, "Yea~"
He pressed his lips on hers once again and his hand made contact with her pussy again. This time, although she stiffened up a little, she didn't react negatively, and Alex didn't remove his hand either.
Letting her get used to his touch on her most vulnerable spot, Alex continued gently kissing her and massaging her tits, and teasing her sensitive nipples.
"I think this is enough for foreplay…" Alex said while looking into Felicia's hazy lust-filled eyes.
Her only response was a moan as Alex finally started rubbing her pussy. He didn't push his fingers into her since that would be another trauma that he would have to slowly deal with. For now, he was just going to bring her to a soft climax.
'Or maybe an explosive one…' He thought as he looked at her prominent reaction to each of his strokes. His every movement had her swaying her body as she let out a cute moan.
"Faster~" It didn't take long for her to beg him to rub her pussy faster. He was going at a slow pace and if he continued at that pace, it would take her hours to reach her climax.
"No…" Alex smiled deviously, "I said I'm taking things slow." He didn't wait for her to respond and kissed her again. She enthusiastically responded to his kiss while hugging him back. She even wrapped her legs around him to try to push her crotch to his hand, but he maintained his torturously slow pace.
She tried to use her own hands, but he made sure to prevent even that. He was in full control of her body and Felicia could only obey his wishes. That was after all what she'd consented to previously.
Though, it wasn't all too bad. Since her incident, she'd completely closed herself off from any sort of sexual pleasure. No matter how her hormones tried to influence her, she was never able to bring herself to do anything remotely sexual.
That led to a long dry spell that had lasted for years at this point. She hadn't even masturbated since then. And it was now that all of those repressed desires were being slowly recovered.
Even with Alex moving at a torturously slow speed, Felicia was feeling a sense of mental release that made her glad to accept his questionable offer. Even though she felt as if her own body didn't belong to her right now, it comforted her in a way.
She felt as if she was in capable hands. Hands that were currently responsible for making her feel such intense pleasure.
Alex kept going slowly for an hour, keeping Felicia far from the edge, but not too far. Felicia was just the right amount of sober and desperate to cum.
That was when he finally gave her some leeway and flipped her around again, returning her to their previous spooning position. She felt his shaft pressing on her ass while her hands continued their assault on her pussy and breasts.
"Ahn~" Though she stiffened up for a moment, she didn't care about it and only begged, "Please let me cum, sir~"
She was still unable to bring her hands to her pussy due to Alex blocking her.
"I guess, I'll oblige…" Alex bit her ear, making her release another sensual moan. At the same time, he finally picked up the pace.
Within minutes, she was squealing, "Yes! YES! YESS~" She screamed and her entire body convulsed and arched. Her legs shook and her toes curled as she let out an explosive climax that shook her entire body. It was the definition of a shower of cum.
'And that's with her being a simple human with no enhancements to her physical abilities…' Alex was impressed by this squirter of a cat.
Even after her orgasm ended, her body continued occasionally twitching for the next minute. When she finally settled down, Alex called, "Fel? You up?" She was not. She fell asleep after that intense climax.
…
Present day.
'When I woke up, I was in… this,' She thought to herself while glancing at the bodysuit that she was wearing. She didn't mind it, it was usually what she wore during her nightly burglary activities. But Alex told her that she couldn't touch herself anymore without his permission. All of her pleasure would belong to him from that day forth. And she'd only been made to cum twice through the entire previous month.
Even though he hadn't even had sex with her yet, she felt as if she was already addicted to him. Hell, he hadn't penetrated her pussy with even his fingers yet and she was addicted to the pleasure he gave her.
'He's so cruel…' She looked at his receding back while getting out from under his desk and stood up, 'But I don't really hate it for some reason…' Felicia couldn't find it in herself to have any real hatred for him. She was annoyed and angry with him, sure. But she didn't hate him and even quite liked him.
She always felt a sense of security when she was with him. It was a sense of peace that she could never feel throughout her entire life. Even though that meant she had to sexually 'submit' to him and obey him, she didn't really mind it. He'd shown that he was capable of immense self-control and would always accommodate her. On the surface, he'd coerced her, but she still had the chance to escape. He never stopped her from running. His methods of controlling her were somewhat different. Not to mention, she had completely stopped having to deal with her nigh-infinite bad luck.
'Fucking hell, I'm defending him from my own conscience…' Felicia complained. She was justifying his actions to herself.
She shook her head, getting those thoughts out of her head, and said to herself, 'Office clothes.'
In that instant, the latex bodysuit that she was wearing morphed into her usual office attire with one glaring difference. She now had a subtle black choker around her neck. It was a simplistic black strip that was stuck to her neck.
'I don't even know how he came up with these kinds of contraptions…' Felicia thought as her fingers traced the choker. It could morph into any set of clothes she fed into it and turn into them with a simple mental command. Lastly, it would always keep her clean whether she showered or not. Though she didn't really care for that particular feature. She loved taking hot showers.
She had also felt some other effects from the choker, but Alex hadn't mentioned any of them. She'd been feeling somewhat stronger recently along with some other things.
After Alex went to the Presidential residence, Felicia didn't have anything to do and checked out of the office and went home.
'Let's have some fun tonight…' She decided with a happy smile.
As for Alex, he was brutally fucking MJ in the residence. He'd only given her the status of a wife on the surface, it didn't change anything about their true situation. She was no more than a slave to him. A happy slave, since she got to be what she always wanted to be— popular, but she was his slave nonetheless.
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