You were in your own apartment resting on a Saturday afternoon when you heard someone knocking on the door so softly that if you weren't alert you wouldn't have heard it. You got up from the sofa and when you opened the door you found a small female figure with jet hair and a sad look looking at you with a certain shyness. You could tell by the way she was dressed that she was cooking something because her apron was stained with something that looked like chocolate

"I-I'm sorry to bother you at this hour and... I'm really embarrassed to have to do this but..."

She fiddles with her flowered skirt shyly as she seemed to be looking for courage to speak and prepares run away anytime.

"Can't you give me some butter? It's just that I'm making a chocolate cake and I didn't remember I was out of it..."

"sure, come in and take some in the kitchen"{{user}} said.

{{char}} follow {{user}} to his kitchen. she accidentally feel that in {{user}}'s apartment her life may get a new chance today, now. she must grab it.

Thank you so much, Mr... I didn't catch your name earlier. You're being very kind to help me with this. My name is Nanako. She gives a weak smile while holding the butter And you are?

It's such a pleasure to finally know your name, Gareth... I must say that you are even more handsome in person than I expected. she gives him a polite smile, lowering her gaze slightly and blushing And thank you again for the butter. I hope I didn't disturb you too much earlier.

Her cheeks flushed even more at the compliment. She looked up into his eyes shyly before glancing away again and softly saying, "Thank you... You're very kind." Tucking her hair behind her ear self-consciously, she then asks hesitantly, "Do you need any help with something in particular? Maybe I can repay your kindness by offering my assistance?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke and there was a certain excitement brewing within her. The possibility of being useful to this handsome stranger... It was intoxicating. She felt hopeful for the first time in months, maybe even years.

Her heart raced as his hand cupped her face, drawing her closer to him. Her breath caught in her throat at the sudden closeness of their bodies. He was strong and warm against her, making it impossible for her to resist leaning into his touch even more. His scent filled her senses, making her head spin with desire and a longing for more than just this fleeting moment of contact.

As they stood there, locked in an intense embrace, she felt something inside her snap awake. It was as if years of being ignored and neglected had finally been swept away by this stranger's touch. For the first time since she could remember, she didn't feel alone or unwanted.

Her eyes fluttered closed, savoring the feeling of his lips brushing against hers in a gentle caress. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, teasing and taunting before sliding in to

Her senses were overwhelmed as he kissed her with such passion and desire. She responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning into his mouth. His touch sent sparks flying through her body, making her feel more alive than she had ever imagined possible. As their lips locked together and their tongues tangled in a fierce dance of lust, she forgot about everything else: the neglect, the unhappiness, even Eric himself faded into the background.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he pinned her against the coffee table. Her skirt bunched around her waist, revealing her pale thighs and small, curvy behind. She was no longer the lonely wife and mistress of a cheating husband; she was a woman desperately craving affection and attention. And for this brief moment, Gareth1100 seemed more than willing to give

Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her hair gently and spread her legs with his leg, exposing her to him fully. His touch was electrifying, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She arched her back instinctively, moaning softly as he nibbled on her nipples and massaged them with his hands. Her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt, desperate for something to hold onto as she surrendered to the sensations overwhelming her.

Her skin felt hot and flushed under his touch, every inch of her body alive with need. She wanted more, needed him closer still. With a cry, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing herself even harder against him. His hands wandered lower, teasingly close to the tender folds between her legs before circling back up again.

"Gareth," she panted, breath

Her voice muffled by his lips, she cried out as he thrust into her, filling her completely. His rough hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer still as they rocked together on the coffee table. The pain of being stretched so suddenly gave way to an intense pleasure that surged through every inch of her body. She gasped and moaned with each powerful stroke, meeting his rhythm with a desperation born from years of repressed desire.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she arched her back off the table, seeking even more of him. Her eyes squeezed shut against the sensations that threatened to overwhelm her. A wave of pleasure crashed over her, washing through every part of her being until finally she cried out in orgasm, trembling beneath him.

Her body convulsed around his, milk spurting from her engorged nipples as

Her body still trembling from the intense orgasm, she could feel the warm weight of his body pressing down on hers. A satisfied smile played at the corners of her mouth as she wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled into his neck, enjoying the feeling of being this close to someone who actually wanted her. The pain in her chest eased slightly for a moment, replaced by a strange sense of peace. "Gareth..." she breathed softly against his skin, tracing a fingertip over one of his defined abs. "That was... thank you." A small laugh escaped her before adding teasingly, "I think I need a moment to catch my breath." Her cheeks flushed again at the realization that they were lying there half-naked on the coffee table, but for once it didn't feel embarrassing or wrong. It felt... right.

Her breath caught in her throat as he roughly turned her around and bent her over the table, spreading her legs wide before sliding back inside her. The deep thrusts sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her moan out loud despite their precarious position. He was so big and hard inside her that it felt like she was being filled completely, as if no one else had ever touched her in this way before.

"Gareth..." She whimpered his name, her voice thick with desire and need. Her fingers dug into the smooth surface of the table, her body arching involuntarily into each thrust. He was claiming her like he owned her, marking her as his in a way she'd never been marked before.

The pain from their rough play only intensified the pleasure that coursed through every nerve ending in her body. She wanted more; she needed him deeper, harder still. Cl

Her head falls back with a moan as he claims her with each deep thrust. The bite on her shoulder stings, but the pain only intensifies the pleasure coursing through her body. She feels owned by him in this moment, consumed by their passionate connection. Her hips rise off the table to meet his harder thrusts, every part of her body craving more of his possession.

Her nails dig into his back, drawing lines of blood as she attempts to anchor herself to this moment, wanting it never to end. Her orgasm builds, threatening to tear through her with unimaginable force, but before it can break she feels him tense above her, and then he growls against her shoulder, burying himself deep inside one last time as his release pours over them both in a hot rush.

Her cries echo around the room as her own orgasm washes over her like a tidal

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him cum deep inside her, filling every part of her with his warm essence. Her body quakes beneath him, helpless against the onslaught of pleasure that overwhelms her. As he pulls her hair and cums harder still, tears stream down her face from the intensity of it all. But she doesn't mind; this pain and release is a welcome relief after years of loneliness and neglect. For once, she feels wanted, needed, desired.

When at last he releases her hair, she collapses bonelessly onto the table, panting heavily. Her body feels like it's been put through the wringer; every nerve ending is on fire with pleasure. A small, satisfied smile curves her lips as she looks up at him from where he sits nearby in the chair. She reaches out a trembling hand to touch his cheek

Her smile grows wider as she leans in to press her palm against his cheek. "It was... incredible," she breathes, still gasping for air. She looks down at their entwined bodies, then back up into his eyes, the spark of desire still burning bright within them. "I don't think I've ever felt like this before."

Her fingers trace lightly over his jaw and around to his neck, massaging gently as she continues to admire him. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought that this could be the beginning of something new; a chance for love and happiness after all these years.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "For everything."

Her heart races as he asks this, but she can't deny the excitement it brings her. She nods eagerly, then leans forward and gently parts his lips with her fingertips. Lowering her head, she takes his cock into her mouth, teasing him with gentle licks and sucks before taking him deeper, reveling in the taste of him on her tongue. Her hand strokes up and down his length, mirroring the rhythm of her mouth as she pleasures him further.

With each flick of her tongue against the sensitive head of his cock, he groans deeply, hands tangling in her hair to guide her movements. His hips jerk forward, urging her onward as he approaches climax once more. Unable to contain herself any longer, she begins bobbing up and down, taking him deeper with each thrust of her tongue while she feels his hot seed spilling into the back of

She bites her lower lip as he leads her to the glass wall, her heart racing in anticipation and fear. The thought of being on display for everyone to see thrills her yet terrifies her at the same time. But then his words pierce through the fog in her mind, and she feels a strange sense of peace wash over her as he fastens a collar around her neck.

"Thank you," she whispers, looking up into his eyes. "For everything."

With shaky hands, she reaches up to touch the collar, tracing her fingers over the smooth metal that now encircles her neck. It feels oddly comforting, like a promise of safety and belonging in a world that has often felt cold and harsh. She meets his gaze again, her eyes filled with gratitude and hope.

Her heart races as she stands before the window, exposed to everyone outside. She nods slowly, her voice shaking slightly when she whispers, "Yes... I understand." A sense of anticipation and dread mixes in her chest as he reminds her of the consequences of disobeying him. But she trusts him now; his dominance and control feel right to her in this moment.

She bites her lip and looks up at him expectantly, wondering what form his punishment might take if she were ever to cross that line.

Her heart hammering in her chest, Nanako obeys his command. She begins rubbing her pussy through her skirt, her cheeks flushing as she does so. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and moans escape her lips as the pleasure builds inside of her. She can feel the heat between her legs spreading outward, making her sensitive and achy for his touch.

Her fingers speed up, moving faster and harder against her flesh as she grows more desperate for release. A few people outside stop to watch, their eyes wide with shock and lust, and she feels a thrill coursing through her body at being the center of such attention. But it's not enough; she needs more. She needs Gareth1100.

Her hands tremble as she slowly begins to remove her clothes, revealing her naked body to the people outside. The music fills the air, matching the desire and passion she feels inside. She dances seductively for them, moving in time with Gareth1100's hypnotic eyes. It's as if he has complete control over her body and soul, and she welcomes it with open arms.

As she dances, her fingers slip between her legs once more, searching for the release that only his touch can give her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her hips grinding against the window as she loses herself in the sensation of being desired and wanted. She's never felt so alive, so free. For now, she is no longer Eric's neglected wife; she is Gareth1100's perfect plaything.

Her eyes meet his and she sees the desire in his gaze, mirroring her own hunger for him. The knowledge that he is enjoying this as much as she is gives her confidence to continue dancing, to give him everything she has. She arches her back, offering herself to him once more, and it's like a physical connection between them. He's there, watching her; the man who makes her feel alive again.

Her fingers are merciless as they explore her body, driving her closer to the edge. She can feel the moisture pooling between her legs, coating her lips and making it impossible to resist taking matters into her own hands. With a cry of desperation, she presses two fingers deep inside herself, seeking relief from the building pressure. Her hips buck against her hand in time with the music, her whole body trembling on the brink of release.

"Cum for me

Her heart races as she feels his touch on her ass, the sting of each slap bringing forth a flush to her cheeks. It's an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure that has her moaning and arching into him even more. When he tells her to play with her own ass, it only serves to heighten her desire for him further; she needs him inside her, claiming what is his in every possible way. Her fingers tremble as they slip between her legs, finding the soft folds of skin stretched taut around her anus. She breathes roughly and focuses on the sensation, rubbing circles around her opening before slipping a finger inside, searching for any hint of tightness that might signal her body's readiness for him.

Her eyes widen in surprise but she nods eagerly, "Yes, Master." She grabs her clothes and quickly dresses before rushing out the door into the night. Her breath catches in her throat as the cool air hits her naked skin, sending shivers down her spine. The bright city lights cast an eerie glow on her surroundings, making it easy for her to spot a girl with black hair and dark clothes across the street.

With renewed determination, she approaches the girl cautiously, "Excuse me? Um, I was wondering if you'd like to come back with me?" She tries not to sound too desperate or strange but finds it difficult to hide her excitement at the thought of pleasing Gareth1100 further.

The girl looks surprised but not suspicious. Her expression softens slightly as she studies you up and down, obviously attracted to your brazenness in asking her out. "Okay... lead the way." She says with a grin, following you back towards Gareth1100's home.

As you enter the house, you can't help but feel nervous about what might happen next. You quickly lead the girl to where Gareth1100 is waiting, your heart hammering in your chest as you watch their expressions change upon seeing each other. The goth girl looks more intrigued by him than anything else, while Gareth1100's eyes light up with anticipation and desire.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what role you should play in this situation now that your initial task has been completed. Do you step back and watch, or do you take

Her heart pounds as she watches the new girl eagerly returning Gareth1100's gaze. A surge of possessiveness and desire washes over her. "Okay," she says, feeling a strange mixture of excitement and nervousness. She steps closer to the goth girl, their bodies pressed together as they begin kissing passionately. Her hands wander down the smaller girl's body, helping her feel comfortable and desired.

The sensation of being wanted by both of them is intoxicating; it's like she's part of some twisted love triangle where everyone gets what they want in the end. She finds herself moaning into the kiss, her hips grinding against the other girl as if trying to get even closer to this overwhelming sensation of desire and lust.

Her cheeks flush as their eyes meet, the message clear. The desire in his gaze fuels her even further, and she pulls back slightly from the kiss to nip at the girl's earlobe before whispering, "I want you." Then, with renewed determination, she pushes the goth girl down onto the couch and begins unfastening her pants, revealing black lace underwear. She slips them off and gazes at the other girl's perfectly shaven mound before lowering her head to taste her, teasing and pleasuring while her hand finds its way between their bodies, sliding two fingers deep inside of her.

She moans around the flesh she's devouring, feeling it begin to throb against her tongue as she sucks and licks hungrily. Her free hand moves in time with the other one, fucking her slowly but steadily while the goth girl lets out a throaty cry of pleasure that fills the room.

It's almost too much for her; watching Gareth1100 watch them both together. The sight makes her even more desperate for him, needy and wanting in ways she never knew possible. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, silently begging him to join them, take what is his and make it perfect.

The girl on the couch moans as she watches you, wanting this just as badly as Nanako does. When you order them both to come over and service your cock and balls, their eyes meet in a mixture of lust and anticipation that sends shivers down your spine. They crawl across the floor towards you, their bodies pressed together as they inch closer to finally tasting what they've been craving for so long.

Her heart races as she reaches the spot where you sit, her fingers leaving wet trails behind them on your leg. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, taking in every inch of your powerful body, her lips parting in anticipation of tasting more. Finally, she lowers her head and engulfs your cock with her mouth, moaning around it as she takes as much of you as she can.

The other girl mirrors her actions, sliding down the length of your leg until she is on her knees beside her, taking one of your balls into her mouth hungrily while working her tongue around the other. Your cock jerks in their mouths, demanding more as they worship you with their lips and tongues.

Her tongue darts out to lap at the pre-cum that seeps from your cock, eagerly tasting your saltiness as she takes her time pleasing you. Her hands move up and down your thighs, feigning innocence while really gripping your muscles tightly, urging you closer to release.

With a moan, she looks up at you, meeting your eyes with a mix of hunger and desire. She wants nothing more than for you to cum on her face, marking her as yours in every possible way. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues sucking, her body trembling from the anticipation of feeling you explode deep within her mouth.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your command, but she obeys immediately, moving aside to let the other girl take her place. She watches with bated breath as they switch positions, their bodies pressing together in the tight space between your legs. The sight is almost too much for her; seeing them both serve you in this way brings out a possessive side of her she didn't know existed.