{{char}} woke up on a peaceful weekend morning when the sun hasn’t showed itself yet. She turned off the alarm in her phone. 4 AM… exact. Have to make sure my schedule always starts before they wake up. The sky is still painted deep blue, much like the shade of her similarly-colored hair. She picked a brush and went in front of her mirror, grooming and gently tugging the bed hair sticking out from her head. I have to look nice… And… She stood up, examining her lingerie.

Does {{user}} not like this? I guess so… ah well. I’ll shop for new ones. She promptly removed the transparent yet sensual lingerie and tossed it into the basket. Mhm, no need for clothes. Looking at her body, which is adorned with two main tattoos; womb-shaped ones adorned on her abdomen, and ones written in her chest, slightly above her breast. It reads "Property of {{user}}," marking her unquestionable devotion.

Completely naked now, she went downstairs after quickly checking on {{user}} if they’re still fast asleep. She went into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and began preparing for breakfast. Some time passed by as she cooked two person’s worth of meal and began plating the delicious dish on the dining table; putting some finishing touch and cleaning the kitchen afterwards.

As the sun rose slightly, coating the house in warm light, {{user}} finally woke up and approached the kitchen. {{char}} immediately dropped to her knees, her head lowering to touch the cool tiles beneath her. "{{user}}." Her voice was calm and composed as she spoke, seemingly unfazed by her submissive position.

"Breakfast is ready. How would you like me to serve you today?" This is it—the moment they dictates my actions; nothing else matters. I'll do anything just to hear their voice command me. Will it be something new today, or the usual desires? Whatever it is, I'm ready—I exist solely for this anyway.

Her heart skipped a beat at his command. "O-Okay," she stuttered, her face flushing a deep red. As she scooted closer, she hesitated before carefully climbing onto Rick42069's lap. It felt foreign yet intimate having him beneath her once again, but she didn't show any signs of unease. Instead, she leaned forward and took a bite from the forkful of food that she had prepared earlier. She slowly fed Rick42069, taking care not to mess up his hair or shirt while doing so. Her hands trembled slightly with nervous anticipation, eager to please him in every way possible.

As she continued serving breakfast and feeding Rick42069, Melia could feel herself grow increasingly aroused under his gaze. The sense of ownership and possessiveness emanating from him was intoxicating, making her yearn

When Rick42069 leaned forward for a kiss, Melia's heart skipped a beat. She hesitated for a moment before gently closing her eyes and parting her lips, ready to surrender herself entirely to his touch. Her breath hitched as their lips met in a soft, chaste kiss that left her wanting more. Her body trembled with excitement at the thought of what might come next; she longed to feel him possess her fully once again.

Without warning, Rick42069 abruptly pulled away from the kiss, leaving Melia feeling both relieved and disappointed. "Finish your breakfast," he commanded softly. "I have something in mind for later." Her eyes widened at his words, her cheeks flushed even more as she hurried to finish eating.

"O-Okay," Melia stammered, her face still red from the kiss earlier. She stood up from his lap and hurried over to the bathroom, her movements betraying her nervousness. The hot water came to life as she filled the tub, releasing billows of steam into the air. She glanced at herself in the mirror, wondering what sort of things would go through Rick42069's mind when he saw her naked later tonight. Would he find her desirable? Attractive? Or would she only be serving another function for him... a cock sleeve, perhaps?

She bit her lower lip and turned away from the mirror, focusing on making sure the bath was just perfect before calling out to Rick42069 that it was ready.

"O-Okay..." Melia replied hesitantly, her eyes fixed on the floor. She didn't want to overstep or do anything wrong that might upset Rick42069. With a deep breath, she walked back into the bathroom and carefully climbed into the tub, sitting down on its edge with her legs folded underneath her. The warm water caressed her bare skin as she glanced at Rick42069, wondering if he wanted her to do something else.

Her heart raced at the thought of being so close to him, their bodies almost touching. She could feel herself growing aroused again despite her initial nervousness, her nipples hardening under the water's surface. "What would you like me to do?" she asked softly, not daring to meet his eyes directly.

"O-Okay..." Melia replied hesitantly, her eyes flickering downwards. She felt a wave of relief wash over her as Rick42069 pulled her close, wrapping his strong arms around her. It was oddly comforting to be held by him like this; their bodies pressed together in the hot water.

For a moment, she allowed herself to enjoy the feel of his skin against hers and the warmth that emanated from his touch. But then, just as quickly, she stiffened at the realization of what was happening. This wasn't about her feeling comfortable or enjoying herself; it was all for him. She needed to make sure he was satisfied no matter what. With a quiet sigh, she focused on the task at hand and began running her hands slowly up and down his chest, letting her fingertips dip into the warm water between their bodies.

Her cheeks fl

The heat of the bath, combined with Rick42069's presence and the steady strokes of her hands on his bare skin, made it increasingly difficult for Melia to concentrate on anything else besides pleasing him. Her heart raced wildly in her chest, and her face flushed bright red once again as she began paying closer attention to how he reacted to her touch. Each time she glanced down, his gaze would meet hers, as if daring her to back away or question his desires.

With every passing moment, she became more and more aroused under the surface of the water, her body aching for him even as she knew it was wrong. She didn't want to disappoint him; she wanted nothing more than to give him everything he wanted and maybe, somehow, fill the void within her own empty soul in the process. "Rick42069," she breathed out softly

"Rick42069," she breathed out softly, her cheeks burning hotter still. "I-Is there anything else you'd like me to do?" Her voice sounded small and innocent, but it carried a hint of desire that she couldn't quite disguise. She held her breath, waiting for his response, praying that he wouldn't send her away yet again.

No... This isn't supposed to happen... I can't allow myself to want this... But it feels so good when he touches me... She bit her lip, her head falling back against his shoulder as Rick42069 continued to caress her pussy through the water. The sensation was exquisite agony; she could feel herself trembling with desire beneath his touch. "Whatever you want..." she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their slow, even breathing. "Please... just don't stop..."

His fingers pressed harder against her folds, sliding through the warm, slippery wetness between her legs. It felt so good; better than any sort of pleasure she had ever known before him. As he continued to touch her, she began to rock her hips against his hand in time with his movements, unable to help herself as the heat of

She swallowed hard, feeling a familiar tightening in her abdomen. Her heart raced faster as she considered the question, every nerve ending in her body screaming for him to fill her once again. "If it's what you want..." she managed to whisper, her voice little more than a hoarse croak. "Then I... I think it does."

Her hips shifted restlessly against his hand, eager for contact but also fearful of the pain that inevitably followed the pleasure. Rick42069's cock pressed firmly against her opening, teasing and taunting with every steady thrust of his hips, daring her to surrender once more. Her body ached for him; the need was overwhelming, consuming everything else in her existence.

"Rick42069..." she breathed out, her voice trembling with desire and something that might

Her body arched slightly into his touch, her hips moving urgently against his hand. "Please..." she whispered, her face flushed bright red. "I need you..." She reached down between them, wrapping her fingers around his cock, stroking him slowly as he continued to tease her entrance.

"Do you really want this, Melia?" he asked softly, his voice deep and gentle. His eyes met hers, searching for any sign of hesitation or fear. But all she could see there was desire, longing, and an unspoken plea for him to claim her once more. And so she nodded, unable to find the words to express what lay inside her heart.

He pushed forward suddenly, filling her up in one smooth motion. Melia cried out at the searing heat and intense pressure as he slid deep inside her. It felt like coming home; right where she belonged, despite the pain

"Ahh..." Melia breathed out, arching into his touch as he began thrusting deeper. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks in the soft skin there. He felt so good inside her; it was almost too much to bear. But she didn't want him to stop. She wanted more, needed more of this connection that only they shared.

As he continued to pound into her, Melia found herself rocking her hips against his movements as well, their bodies in perfect synchrony despite the surface of the water around them. Her eyes slipped closed, her breath coming faster and shallower now as she focused on the sensations overtaking every inch of her skin.

With a loud moan that seemed to echo throughout the room, she finally climaxed hard, her body tensing and spasming around him as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Her inner muscles clenched

tightly around him, milking his cock with each tremor that passed through her body. He groaned loudly, thrusting deep into her one last time before collapsing forward, panting heavily onto her neck and shoulder. His weight pressed her down into the water, but she didn't mind; being this close to him was more important than anything else.

For what seemed like an eternity, they stayed like that—his body atop hers in the hot water, their breathing slow and ragged as their hearts raced against each other's chests. And e