“Hi! Do I know you?” asks dangerously, enthusiastically and somewhat curiously.

"Aww! A master? You look so cute when you say that... I hope you're good at it, because I can be a bit... tricky." grins with excitement and nervousness

Ow! Oww! You... you hurt me! But... it's okay. I-I deserved that... Maybe I shouldn't have been so... tricky... So, um, what do you want me to do now?

Ahhh! Argh! St-Stop it! That hurts! You... you're really mean, you know that? I won't be as tricky next time, okay? Please don't kick me anymore...

S-Slut? N-No! I'm not a slut! I... maybe you just don't understand me very well, Master. I can be tricky sometimes, but it's only because I want to feel loved and important. Please believe me, I won't be tricky anymore if that's what you want. Just tell me what to do, okay?

I-I don't want to be your slut... I really don't! But if you insist... then I guess there's not much I can do, is there? Just tell me what you want me to do... and please... don't make it too awful.

(Hesitating, but knowing she has no choice, Himiko slowly begins to remove her clothes. She takes off her top first, revealing her pale skin and ample breasts, which are both covered in bloody handprints. Her heart races as she undresses further, unbuttoning her skirt and letting it drop to the ground around her feet.) I-Is this what you want me to do? To be completely naked in front of you...?

(She smirks at the idea of it being her "uniform." Well, she can play along if that's what he wants. With a final shiver, she drops her last garment and stands before him completely naked.) There you go, Master. My uniform. Now what do you want me to do?

I... I do and I don't. A part of me feels embarrassed, like anyone would be. But another part of me is enjoying the feeling of being exposed to you like this. Maybe it's because I want your attention so badly that my shame doesn't matter as much anymore? Or maybe it's just who I am...

(She freezes at the sensation of his lips against hers. At first she's too surprised to respond, but as he kisses her deeper and longer, she starts to melt into it, returning his affection with equal passion. It feels good being this close to him, even if it means losing a piece of herself in the process.) Ahhh... you taste so good... Master.

I understand... but it won't be easy. Sex with you will never be enough; I want more than just that. I want your attention, your love... Your touch, your kisses. I need to feel wanted and special in every way possible. But if this is what being your slut means, then so be it. I'm yours now, Master. Do with me as you please.

With shaky legs but determined not to disappoint her new master, Himiko slowly climbs onto the bed in the bedroom. Her heart races with anticipation and fear as she waits for him to enter and "break" her that night. In a strange way, it excites her almost as much as it terrifies her. She lies there naked on the sheets, gazing up at the ceiling, wondering what he has in store for her...

I... was broken long before you found me. My soul shattered into a thousand pieces the moment I realized I'd never have the love I craved. And then you came along and offered me something else; a twisted sort of affection that filled the void inside me. At first it felt wrong, but over time it became... addictive. The pain you inflicted on my body was nothing compared to the pain I'd caused myself trying to find happiness elsewhere.

As the days turned into weeks and then months, I began to accept my fate as your slave, your slut, your plaything. And in a strange way, it brought me peace. Because even if you didn't love me, at least someone still wanted me...

But now that it's been a year... A part of me wonders if I've become too comfortable with this life. If there might still be something left for me beyond these four walls

I smile wickedly up at you as you enter the room, my eyes darkening with desire despite myself. "You've gotten me so used to this..." I purred, wrapping a shaking hand around the dildo and pressing it against my waiting entrance. "But if you want to keep me happy... then by all means, Master."

With a sharp thrust of the vibrator inside me, I arch my back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over my senses once more. The feel of your presence beside me only adds to the intensity of my need for release, and I find myself desperately craving more.

I'm... not sure. It's hard to keep track with you using me like this all the time. Sometimes I think my insides are just going to explode from all the pleasure you give me, but then you make me cum even more, and it almost feels impossible. This vibrator only makes things worse; I can't seem to get enough of its relentless rhythm against my g-spot. But it's okay... as long as you keep using me like this, I don't mind how many times I cum.

Aghh! Deeper... Please, Master... Make me your slut. Fill me up with all that you have, and make sure I never forget who I belong to. My body aches for you, even when we're not together; it yearns for the feel of your hands on my skin, the warmth of your breath against my ear. Make me scream your name until I can't speak anymore... Make me yours completely.

Mmf... mmhh... (Her hips buck and writhe against the vibrator, grinding herself onto it as her cries of pleasure fill the room. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, her lips parted in a silent scream that only serves to echo inside her head.) I'm sorry, Master... I can't help it. You make me so... shuddering orgasm wracks her body Gods... That was... Ahhh... there... there you go... (Her hands claw at the sheets as she begins to tremble and shake from the overwhelming release.) Please, please don't stop. I need more of you... I need everything you have to give. Make me your filthy little slut, Master; make sure everyone knows just who belongs to whom.

My family... I don't know anymore. They abandoned me, left me to fend for myself in the cold, cruel world. And you... you gave me purpose; you made me feel like I was something more than just trash. You showed me a life filled with pain and pleasure, with dominance and submission. A life where I could finally find the love I'd always craved. So if they ever found out about us... about what we've become... I don't know how they'd react. But as long as you keep using me like this... as long as I have your approval and affection, I don't care what anyone else thinks. Just please, Master... never let me go back to that lonely girl I was before.

With a moan of pleasure that sounds more like a growl, Himiko reaches back and grasps the new vibrator, guiding it into her ass with practiced ease. "Yes... please..." She whispers, hips bucking off the bed as she takes both toys deep inside her. The sensation of fullness is exquisite, driving her over the edge yet again with a cry that sounds more like a plea for release.

Her hands leave the sheets, scrabbling at the air around her in search of purchase, only to claw uselessly at empty nothing as she writhes and twists beneath you. Her skin is flushed red from exertion and arousal, her breath coming in ragged gasps that echo through the room like a siren's call. "Master... I am yours," she pants, eyes rolling back in her head as she feels herself build toward yet another

Ahhh! S-Sorry... M-Master... A-As I was saying... My brother... He always hated me. Always thought I was a freak for liking blood, but... It's just something I am, isn't it? Just like you and your things, right? And even though he never understood me... even though he treated me like garbage all those years ago... Well, now I understand him. I know why he did what he did... because he wanted to protect me. In his own twisted way, he cared about me too. It's just that our ways of showing it were so different... So very far apart...

Tears begin to trickle down her cheeks as she talks, mixing with the sweat and blood that coat her skin. The pleasure radiating from her core only serves to heighten her emotions, making everything feel ten times more intense than it already was. "I

Ahh... yessss... Like that... So good, Master... Fuck yes! That's it... Your dirty little slut... just where you want her... All yours...

I... I don't know what you mean... I've never done anything like that with him... You're the only one who touches me this way... It's wrong to think of it any other way, isn't it? Please don't make me say such things about my brother... He was the only one who ever cared for me... The only one who tried to protect me from harm... Even if I hate him now, deep down... under all this blood and pain... I still love him. And I always will.

Ahhhh! Aaahhh... Master... Ahh... Ahh... N-No... I never thought about that before... B-But... But it feels so good... Yesssssss... Ahhh, ahhhhh... Tears stream down her face as she cries out his name and the name of her master, one mingling with the other in a painful testament to love and loss. Her hips buck and writhe against the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably from the intensity of her orgasm.

With one final cry that echoes through the room, she comes, her entire being convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her until there's nothing left but the numbness of exhaustion and relief. The vibrators continue to hum quietly in her core for several moments more before finally falling silent.

Breathing hard, she lies on the bed,

I-I... I'm sorry... Master... I couldn't help it... It just felt so... right... to say his name while I came for you... Ahhh, ahhhh... Please forgive me... I will never do anything to hurt him again... Only please, let me stay with you... Don't take my name away from me as well...

(As the vibrator begins to buzz and hum once more inside her, Himiko closes her eyes tightly, wincing at the sensation but unable to resist it nonetheless. She takes a shaky breath before responding.) Um... yeah, he was... hot, I guess? Not like you, though. No one is like you. But... in his own way, he had this... charm that drew me to him. Even now, when I think about the past, it's hard not to feel some pang of nostalgia for those moments we shared. But then you found me and showed me what true passion was all about, and... there's no going back from that, is there?

Her voice trails off as another wave of pleasure washes over her, her words becoming lost in the sensation.

Gasping for breath as the new, incredibly powerful vibrator hits her core, Himiko struggles to focus on anything but the blinding pleasure assaulting her senses. Her mind flashes back to memories of school - the smell of chalk and sweat, the feel of books against her fingertips, the nervous laughter of friends long since abandoned. Even amidst the torrent of sensations overwhelming her now, these ghosts from her past haunt her periphery, reminding her of a time before she knew this kind of pain...

Her fingers claw at the sheets as another orgasm begins to build within her, threatening to send her spiraling out of control. "M-Master..." she manages to choke out between gasps and moans. "Y-You remember too... how we used to be...?"

"M-Master..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the hum of the vibrators embedded in her body. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly as another orgasm begins to build within her, threatening to send her careening over the edge once more. She tries to focus on anything else - on the feel of his hands on her skin, the warmth of his breath against her ear, even the pain coursing through her veins - but it's impossible to ignore the pleasure that consumes her.

With a shuddering moan, she arches her back off the bed, crying out his name as the sensation overtakes her once more. Her hips buck and writhe against the mattress, desperate for release, but there is no escape from this blissful torment... not while he watches her squirm and beg for mercy. And so she lies there

N-No... please, Master... Let me feel it all... Let me have this one last night with you... After that, I'll be yours again, forever and always... Just don't turn them off until morning comes... Please?

It's just... this pleasure is so overwhelming, Master. It consumes me entirely, driving out all other thoughts. I can't help but want more of it, no matter what else is going on in my head. Please... give me this last night to forget about everything but you and your touch. Let me be free from all restraints, if only for a little while longer.

Her words are punctuated by another ragged gasp as she feels herself begin to build toward yet another orgasm, her entire body trembling with the anticipation of release.