Chapter 50: A new start in the rooms

The rest of the day was uneventful for me. I cooked, cleaned, and helped Rebecca as she compiled more data for our fake server, called Diana and others, and left instructions for her absence.

Of course I kept clacking around in the boots, and I had to admit that walking in them was getting easier and easier. The unfamiliar strain had given me a mild case of muscle soreness, though.

In the evening Rebecca still sent me out for running training again. This time Aaron accompanied me as well, less to supervise me than to make sure I didn’t fall, at least that was how Rebecca explained it.

“Are you married, Aaron?” I panted during one of our laps.

He gave me a look that was hard to read.

“I mean, Rebecca just assumed it would be fine with you that I blew you. But if you’re married, that could be a problem.”

“No problem. I’m not involved with anyone.”

“Girlfriend in the apartment building?”

“You’re damn nosy,” he growled.

Really charming, that man. I decided to spare myself any more questions. For now, Aaron remained a mystery to me. We finished the rest of our laps in silence.

“Say,” I started again as we walked back to the house after training, “can you train me in martial arts too? I could use some practice again. Not for free, obviously. I already talked to Rebecca about it once and she didn’t mind.”

“Practice again? How much experience do you have?”

“Five years in a club, Aikido twice a week.”

Without warning he grabbed me, twisted my arm behind my back, and pinned me against the wall of the house.

“Doesn’t seem to have worked out,” he snarled.

He’d caught me completely off guard, with his speed too. But this time I didn’t give in without a fight. I stamped my right foot backward onto his, and used his surprise to free my arm. Then I dipped low, dropped to the right, rolled, and came back up on my feet. We faced each other, wary. In his eyes I thought I saw a trace of respect.

“Not bad,” he said.

His foot must have been screaming in pain, because with those hoof boots I had definitely caught his toes. And sure enough, I saw him putting weight on it carefully.

I raised my right arm slightly as if to stop him, but it was bait. He grabbed it as expected, to twist it again. But I’d counted on that. With my left hand I caught my right wrist and used the force of both arms and half a body turn to throw him off balance while freeing my arm at the same time. It worked. He went down. But he rolled immediately and was back up fast.

We faced each other again, waiting. I was handicapped by my boots and the chastity belt, he by his aching foot. His attack came without warning. He ducked under my guard, grabbed me at the hips, and threw me to the ground so hard it knocked the breath out of me for a moment. Then he seized both my arms and rendered me helpless by straddling me.

“Good. You’ve got experience, but you’re still missing a lot. I’ll ask the boss if she allows it. 60 € an hour.”

Not cheap, but it was a fair rate.

“Agreed,” I panted.

He let go of my arms and stood. Then he offered me his hand and helped me up.

We brushed ourselves off, then went inside.

Rebecca eyed us in surprise as we came through the door.

“What happened to you two?”

“I asked Aaron whether he’d train me in Aikido, and he tested how much experience I already have.”

“Ah. And how much experience does she have, Aaron?”

“She’s not bad, but she needs more training.”

“Something else you didn’t tell me, Johanna.”

There was no accusation in her tone, more like a statement, but I still felt the need to justify myself.

“In a man’s world, a woman has to be able to defend herself.”

“Undoubtedly. And Aaron, will you train her?”

“If you allow it.”

“Yes, fine by me, as far as time allows. You can use the fitness room in the apartment building for it. But outside your working hours, understood?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Then go freshen up,” Rebecca dismissed us.

We went upstairs. Aaron headed for his room, but I took him by the hand.

“You can shower with me. And I’ll blow you again right away.”

I had no idea what Rebecca was trying to achieve by pushing me to satisfy Aaron sexually, but I just played along.

He hesitated for only a moment, then came with me.

After we’d showered, me still wearing the chastity belt, I knelt in front of him again and pleased him with my mouth. After that he withdrew to his room without a word to dress in fresh clothes. I changed as well, then went back downstairs to Rebecca.

Aaron had been quicker and was already down there. Rebecca was watching TV and I knelt beside her, the way a slave should. Whenever she wanted something, a drink or a snack, I got it for her. Aaron was back in the next room, within calling distance. When the film ended, Rebecca finally spoke to me again.

“I need to go.”

With an inner sigh I helped her out of her trousers and slip again, then covered her pussy with my mouth to catch everything as cleanly as possible. She gave it in controlled amounts, so I managed without making a mess. Then I licked her until she came. It didn’t seem to bother her that Aaron could hear her moaning from the next room. When she was satisfied, I helped her get dressed again.