The Story of Hanna/Slave Market/Day One/Respond to his advance by servicing him
You suspect Thomas will love it, so you proceed to give him some grade A service. Not only do you push yourself onto him inviting him for even more risqué kiss, but you also touch him. Despite his brave kiss, it seemed like he was too shy to actually touch you, so by touching his body, you encourage him to grab you. His hands embrace you, and his palms press into your skin. Completely surrounded by his warmth, you start to feel hotter, and also wetter.
He's a pretty good kisser, you've got to hand him that. The way he uses his tongue makes your head melt. You also stick yours out to have as intimate a kiss you can. While that's going on, his hand moves from your lower back all the way to your buttocks. His already sweaty palm is large enough for him to grab your entire cheek, and he squeezes on it tightly, moving it around roughly. With his finger less than inch away from your genitalia, he must realize that you're horny and wet. His index finger finds your anus, and he pokes it, causing you to mumble. You want to moan, but his tongue won't let you. Is he really allowed to do all this? Your gut tells you no, but since nobody's probably watching… He's going to continue being this bold uninterrupted.
As soon as your mouths separate for the first time, you exhale all your pent up pleasure in one high-pitch moan. "Touch Hanna some more, Thomas…!" you plead, hands crossed behind his neck, elbows resting on his shoulder. On your knees, you're trying to climb on him body. He's paying money to spend time with you, so you feel like you have to do this.
His hand moves down your leg onto your thing, and he's raising it, moving it towards him. He takes your body into his arms and takes you on top of his. Facing him, on his lap, you still tug to him, and you share yet another kiss. Again, he touches your ass, pulling your chest towards him, and again, he touches your anus. It even feels like he's softening it up a little bit for insertion, and you can feel your backdoor tighten. Your cunny twitches happily as you become increasingly hornier. As much as you're fine with anal insertion, surely having his finger slide into your pussy would feel so much better?
He's not actually sticking it in though, and he's not looking to touch your genitals either. Maybe that's how far the line goes? You can feel though that there's a diamond hard cock poking through his pants. On his lap, you've somehow managed to not accidentally touch it, but as soon as your pussy grazes his warm member through his thin clothes, you feel a need to readjust your position. He appears quite surprised to have you push down your bare pussy down on his dick, but that surprise is turned into pleasure as soon as he realizes what you're doing. Even though his pants are on the way, you can at least pleasure yourself somehow. Is this even allowed for you to do? It seems a little too risqué, especially given your price. Maybe he's a bad boy, looking to test his limits and how far he can go with you.
You're doing most of the work, and he seems fine with that. You're not sure at all if the time's out already, but something tells you that you want to make him cum. He can't be too far away from blowing his load, so why not? You lean back a little bit while you rock your hips, and you whisper. "Is Hanna allowed to do this…?"
"I-I think it's fine…" he says, a little nervous. "I mean, it is technically allowed, but…"
You giggle and kiss him on his upper lip to shut him up. "Technically is good enough…!"
You continue a while like this, and he lets you concentrate on rubbing your cunny against his boner through his clothes. His pants are already soaking from your wet pussy, and your breathing is extremely rough and heavy. You might be the one to cum fist after all. He realizes this too, and he muffles your voice by kissing you. It turns out to be a very effective means of silencing you, although you can't resist voicing your pleasure. You really came on top of his lap, in this public space. People have even walked past you while you've been doing this. It should make you feel shame, but all it does it make you hornier. The drugs have really messed up your head. You also realize that he nuts his pants, releasing the jizz into his undergarments. It makes you really happy to think that you can make a man cum even through his pants. You're both left very exhausted and panting on each other's faces.
"It has already been twenty minutes", a voice suddenly says. Both of you freeze, turning towards the guard who just spoke to you. He looks slightly cross with you. Yes, specifically you, not Thomas. "You're supposed to keep track of time, newbie."
"H-Hanna is sorry, but Hanna wasn't told…"
He sighs, looking a little annoyed. "So, Gilles forgot to tell you to keep a watch on clock… This happens all the time, trust me."
"I-I hope I'm not in trouble", Thomas says, looking a little ashamed of what he has done.
Guard gives him a hand. "Pay for another fifteen minutes and I'll let this slide."
Thomas reaches into his pocket and pulls out the ticket, which is luckily unharmed by his load. Actually, he took out both of his remaining tickets. "How about thirty more minutes?"
Guard lets out a friendly laugh and accepts them. "Did this newbie make an impression on you? Hahaha, I mean, she's hot as hell."
"Trust me, she's more than just hot."
Guard waves you two goodbye and goes away, and you're left wondering, did you REALLY just get off hook doing all these things to him? "Did he just not care, or…?"
"Rules ban exposed male genitalia and touching vagina directly, or with mouths or fingers."
With a sour look on your face, you ask, pouting: "Why didn't you stick your finger into Hanna's ass then?"
"For a slave you sure are needy", he says, laughing it off as a joke. "I was afraid that it might be illegal as well… I'm not sure…" Then, he presents you with a coin.
"What's this?"
"You're new, right? If someone approaches you, apologize and show that to them. It will show them that you're occupied"
Gilles must've forgotten to tell you a couple of things. Or maybe that was on purpose, so you'd get into trouble. You hope it's the former, as getting punished for breaking rules you didn't know even existed would be too unfair. Then again, given why you're here in the first place… He probably doesn't give a rat's ass about being fair.
"Go order me a pint. Oh, and before you even ask, drinks are included in an entrance fee."
You nod, and you leave to get him his beer.