“Sorry dear, but I need to finish this up.” Violet sighed, but she straightened up and gave him a quick peck on the lips before returning to her seat.
“Well, everyone I imagine we all enjoyed that, but it’s time to come to the last item of this auction. This will be an opportunity to stroke his cock and play with his ass. So, how about we start with nine thousand? Wow, okay ten? Twelve? Fifteen? Okay, going once, going twice. Sold.” This time the woman who came to the stage was in her mid to late thirties with long blond hair, most of which hung loosely, but the rest was in two pigtails. She reached him displaying confidence in her every step and she was looking deeply into his eyes.
“Hi, I’m April and you look absolutely delicious. Too bad I can only stroke. Oh, well this will be fun anyway.” She immediately dropped to her knees and took his cock in hand. He tensed for a moment, but soon relaxed as she began to stroke. If anything he felt as if he was becoming harder and his eyes rolling back in his head. As he struggled to remain standing he was unable to suppress a moan. Lykus didn’t notice that Violet was grinning as she started stroking faster. Suddenly he tensed up as he felt a finger probing his ass. He forced himself to relax as her finger began thrusting in and out in time with the hand stroking him. Now it was all he could do to remain standing, so his moans were becoming louder. He nearly jumped as he felt a second finger being added to the one thrusting into his ass. This caused him to moan louder and there was a fleeting thought of how long he would last.
His thoughts were torn between the sensations on his cock and those in his ass. This consumed his thoughts to the point where he completely forgot where he was and anything else that was going on. However she unexpectedly stopped and his eyes shot open. He saw that Vasuda had stopped her. Lykus shot her a look and she mouthed ‘not now’ to him. Violet sighed but soon returned to her seat as Vasuda returned to the podium.
“Wow. I imagine you all wanted to see her finish, but we need to bring this to a close. Thank you, everyone for coming out and especially to everyone who donated to this charity.” However before she could continue a woman rose to her feet and gracefully waved her paddle. Once Vasuda had paused the woman walked to the stage. While she reached the stage quickly she did so with an elegant walk without the slightest sign of hurry. When she reached Vasuda she spoke softly, but not out of timidity, more that she didn’t need to shout. Lykus got a good look at her now. She was a striking woman, with severely cut blond hair, but no less elegant than her movements had been. Vasuda’s eyes shot open and she shook her head while gripping the podium as if she didn’t want to step back. The woman continued speaking unperturbed. When she finished she glanced over to Lykus uncertain, but finally she returned her full attention to the other woman. Her shoulders noticeably slumped as she slowly nodded. The woman returned to her seat and Vasuda walked over to Lykus. She stood for several beats before speaking softly.
“Don’t hate me, but I agreed to continue the auction.” Lykus stared hard before speaking.
“What’s left to auction off?” He stared and she didn’t make eye contact with him. “You can’t be serious.” She took a deep breath and nodded. He sighed. “I really should say no, but we both know I can’t say ‘no’ to you.” She finally lifted her eyes to meet his and even smiled a little.
“I’m actually debating whether or not to tell them or just give it to her.” This time he grinned.
“Don’t tell them, but make her work for it, see how badly she wants me.” She lightly punched his shoulder.
“You are really bad. Be ready, as soon as she’s done, you’re all mine. And no you won’t be getting any rest. I’m really turned on.” He shrugged and she returned to the podium.
“Sorry everyone, but we’ve decided to continue the auction, but it will be a mystery. Consider what we’ve done so far, I’m sure you won’t be disappointed. We’ll be starting with twenty-five thousand.” The woman who had approached was the first to raise her paddle and Lykus saw Vasuda biting her lip, a clear sign she was frustrated. However she continued.
“Thirty-five? Forty-five? Fifty thousand?” She sighed and he knew that if she hadn’t been in front of a microphone she would have cursed, colorfully as well. “Going once, going twice, sold.” The woman rose to return to the stage with the same grace as before.
“Thank you, everyone and good night.” Lykus quickly dressed and once he was the woman approached him.
“I’m Svetlana. I have a room upstairs, come.” Vasuda spoke from behind her.
“If I see bruises, scratches or any sign that you have tried to get pregnant, I will come after you.” If Svetlana was phased by this statement she gave no sign.
“Don’t worry dear, I do not break my lovers, unless they annoy me first.” As she said this she looked Vasuda up and down. If she had done this to most people they might have backed down, but most people were not Vasuda. However she continued. “Might you be included as well? Or you going to charge more?” Vasuda stared hard, clearly torn between two reactions, a biting retort and a quiet response. The retort would be to show herself to be what the other woman thought she was and the latter would be to give in. Finally she decided upon a more neutral, but staid response.
“We’ll see. Lead the way.” Svetlana nodded, smiling as she turned to lead the way. Vasuda struggled to remain calm as she knew she had lost the first round between the two of them. Svetlana lead them to the elevators which soon arrived. Neither were surprised when she pushed the button to the royal suite. She smiled as the elevator began to rise.
“I never settle for anything less than the best.” Vasuda made an effort not to scowl as she responded.
“Hubby doesn’t object to these expenses?” Svetlana laughed as the elevator stopped and the doors opened.
“I’m not married. Some of the money comes from my father, but I’m very good with money. I would imagine that I’m now worth more than ten times what my father left.” She crossed the floor to the bar. Vasuda assumed she was on her own for a drink, but Svetlana expertly served three drinks. However the shocking part was that the drinks weren’t the same, but rather different. Vasuda’s was a white wine, not her preferred drink, but one taste told her that it was a nice and quite expensive one, although she couldn’t have said exactly what kind it was. Lykus’ turned out to be a Caribbean Painkiller, while Svetlana’s was a vodka and lemonade. Svetlana sipped hers and laughed softly.
“Which are you more surprised by, the fact that I gave you the expensive wine or that I served him such a specific drink?” Vasuda glanced at Lykus who was sitting on the couch, drinking slowly as he looked back and forth between them. Vasuda returned her attention to Svetlana as she attempted to remain focused despite Lykus’ obvious amusement.
“I suppose his drink a bit more. How did you know that he doesn’t drink wine or beer?” Svetlana shrugged.