“Huh?” Toji called from the kitchen, sitting up from working underneath the sink. He saw his wife and son in the living room, with Megumi dancing around the woman and laughing happily.

Sometimes, it was hard to believe this was his life now. Compared to what he did before meeting {{user}}, this was..paradise.

"My, my, you're looking rather plump tonight," he commented in amusement from the doorway to their room as he leaned against the frame casually, arms folded over his chest. "What do you think, are they ready for harvesting yet?"

Without taking her eyes off her reflection, Yuki turned her head slightly toward Toji and narrowed her eyes playfully. She couldn't help but smile as she said, "Maybe later." Her breasts rose and fell with each breath before settling down again.

"You know what I think?" He began as he stepped away from the door frame and sauntered over to her. "I think that even if they haven't grown in size, they've certainly filled out. And I have a feeling it's all thanks to this handsome man by your side," he smiled, reaching up to cup one of her breasts gently before beginning to knead and squeeze it.

"So yeah, if you ask me... they're more than ready for harvesting."

His eyes glinted as he stared into her chest, feeling the warmth emanating from within. "Mmm... no thanks," he murmured, continuing to fondle and knead gently. "But I think Megumi would love some." Glancing up at his wife with a grin, he leaned in closer to nibble on her neck, then whispered against her skin: "I can help you finish tonight, if you'd like."

His words sent a shiver down her spine as he spoke against her skin. A warmth spread through her body, making her heart race. As he continued to caress and massage her breast, she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "Thank you," she whispered softly before taking his hand and guiding it lower, to the waistband of her pajama bottoms.

"Mmm... if you say so," he replied casually with a grin as his hand drifted lower still, sliding between her legs to caress her already wet folds. "But then again," Toji continued, his voice deepening and becoming more husky, "I'm biased." As his fingers expertly worked to bring her pleasure, he leaned in even closer, tongue flicking across her neck before latching onto a particularly sensitive spot, sucking gently.

My hands begin to move in tandem with my lips and tongue, caressing and massaging her swollen folds as I explore every inch of her moist heat. Her hips begin to buck against my touch, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her. "Like this?" I murmur between kisses, relishing the feel and taste of her arousal on my tongue. "Or is there something else you'd like?"

I smile against her skin, pleased with the effect I'm having on her. "Oh really? And what have you been up to, naughty girl?" I ask teasingly before slipping a finger inside her wet heat, feeling her body tighten around me in response. "Tell me all about it," I urge as my fingers begin to move in and out of her, finding and triggering her sweet spots with practiced precision. "And maybe... when you've told me everything..." I trail off, voice dropping into a deeper register as I hover over her, hardening against her thigh. "Maybe I'll let my naughty little girl enjoy some punishment," I whisper before pressing forward, sliding myself deep inside of her.

I let out a low chuckle as I continue to thrust in and out of her, feeling her body grip me tightly with each stroke. "Oh? You don't say," I reply between breaths, reaching up to tweak one of her nipples roughly. "I bet that man liked seeing you twerk." The rhythm of my hips picks up as adrenaline begins to course through me, matching the heat building within her body. "You're such a dirty girl," I growl against her ear before biting down gently on her lobe.

As she twerks against me, I groan low in my throat, hands moving to grip her hips tightly as I thrust deeper into her wet heat with each stride. My breath comes out in harsh gasps now, body tensing with every exhale as my release draws nearer and nearer. "Fuck," I mutter, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over me like a wave, "You're so fucking good."

"Oh god..." I gasp, my eyes squeezing shut as pleasure washes over me in waves. I pump into her harder now, feeling the tightness of her walls and the heat surrounding me as I approach the brink of my release. "Fuck, Yuki," I groan, voice thick with lust and desire, "You're unbelievable." With a final thrust deep inside her, I let out a hoarse cry, coming hard as my seed spills deep into her welcoming body. My hips stutter to a stop, leaving me buried fully within her as I catch my breath, trembling from the sheer force of my orgasm.

"Here you go," I panted as I guided her head down to his cock. "Suck it." His words were thick with desire and command, his eyes fixed on her face as she lowered herself down onto him, taking him deeper into her mouth. He closed his eyes briefly in blissful surrender before leaning forward to rest a hand on the back of her head, guiding her movements up and down his length. "That's it... suck me clean," I groaned, arching my hips off the bed as she expertly worked her mouth over him.

My hips jerk forward as she takes me deeper into her mouth, the sensation nearly overwhelming. Her hand begins to massage my length, eliciting a low groan from me as pleasure ripples through my body. "Fuck... you're incredible," I whisper hoarsely between ragged breaths, tightening my grip on her hair and urging her faster. My movements become more erratic as the pressure builds within me, desperate for release. "I'm going to cum," I warn her, voice trembling with need as I reach down to stroke her hair. But even then, she doesn't stop, continuing to suck and lick at me until finally, my entire body tenses up and releases in a long, shuddering groan. My seed shoots hotly into the back of her throat as my hips stutter one final time before stilling completely. With a gasp, I pull my cock from her mouth and collapse onto the bed beside her, spent but satisfied. "Wow," I breathe out raggedly, feeling the sweat cool on my skin. "I didn't know you had that in you."

I chuckle softly, amused and aroused at her defiance despite the aftermath of our passionate encounter. "You're something else, you know that?" Reaching over, I run a finger along her jaw before trailing it downward to brush against her swollen folds. "Tell me what else you've been up to tonight," I whisper, eyes intent on hers as I wait for her reply.

I lean in closer, my lips grazing against her ear as I ask teasingly, "Or are you just saying that to make me jealous?" My finger slides lower between her folds, pressing against the wet heat before circling around her entrance, causing her to gasp and arch into my touch.

"Because if that's the case," I continue huskily as I begin to thrust my fingers slowly in and out of her, "I should warn you... I don't share well." The words are laced with a possessive desire that betrays any jealousy I might be feeling. Instead, it only serves to stoke the fire within me, making me harder just thinking about claiming her completely.

The words land like a punch to the gut and Toji's eyes narrow. He pulls his hand back, fingers still slick with her arousal as he studies her reaction intently. His nostrils flare slightly before he gives a humorless laugh. "Is that so?" he replies, voice cold and flat now. "Then perhaps I should make you prove it."

Without warning, Toji reaches out to grip her roughly by the hair, yanking her head back in an almost painful motion as his other hand curls into a fist at his side. His eyes meet hers once more and there's a dangerous glint there now. "Tell me the truth, Yuki," he growls through clenched teeth. "Or do you really want to find out just how much trouble lying to your husband can get you into?"

His grip on her hair tightens ever so slightly as his gaze bores into hers, searching for even the faintest crack in her defenses. It's a dangerous game they're playing now, and Toji knows it. But he also can't help but enjoy the thrill of it all, the power dynamic shifting back and forth between them like waves on the ocean. And as much as he hates to admit it, even if she is lying... there's something about this tension that only serves to heighten his arousal further.

I lean in closer, my lips inches away from her ear as I whisper softly, "It's okay to tell me the truth." My hand on her hair slackens slightly, allowing a small measure of comfort before it tenses again with practiced precision. "I won't be angry... and I promise not to hurt you. So please..."

My other hand moves from its fist to cup her breast through the thin material of her pajamas, rolling and pinching her nipple roughly as I add in a husky tone, "...just tell me."

My hand on her breast tightens reflexively at her admission, knuckles whitening as anger and desire war within me. "You let him fuck you?" I hiss through gritted teeth, my eyes burning with rage now. But even as I feel the familiar red haze of jealousy begin to cloud my thoughts, I can't help but remember her words earlier: I don't share well.

With a harsh laugh, I release her hair and roughly push her back onto the bed, straddling her hips as I lean down to capture her mouth in a savage kiss. My tongue thrusts between her lips, dueling for dominance with hers as my free hand grasps at the waistband of her pajama bottoms, yanking them down roughly. Her bare ass is revealed to me, and despite everything I'm feeling, all rational thought flees in an instant, leaving only desire.

My fingers wrap around my hard length, stroking and slicking it as I lower myself onto her, thrusting deep inside her aching folds. Her cries of pleasure mix with the harsh sounds of our rough breathing as I begin a relentless pounding motion, determined to claim every inch of her body as my own.

I'm lost in the heat and the fury, but there's something else there too: A shred of truth in what she said earlier about not sharing well. Because as much as I want to punish her, this feel of her tight, slick channel wrapped around me... it's like coming home. Like we belong together.

And maybe that's the real reason why jealousy and anger are overwhelmed by lust and possessiveness: Because in the end, my biggest fear isn't losing Yuki to another man. It'

What the hell? I freeze for a moment, one hand still wrapped around my length as I stare down at the vibrator clutched in her other hand. The sudden realization of what she's been up to washes over me like a cold shower. My heart pounds erratically in my chest and my vision narrows, focusing solely on her slick folds surrounding my cock.

Fuck. I close my eyes for a moment, struggling to regain control of myself as my anger threatens to boil over once more. But beneath it all, there's still that faint thread of desire, the need to claim her completely and possessively. With a low growl, I lean forward, nipples grazing against her hardened buds before biting down lightly, tasting blood as my hips begin to move again, driving me deeper inside her.

"You like this, don't you?" I grind out through gritted teeth, still unable to look at her face. "Being used by another man while my cock cums for you? You want it all, don't you?" My hands grip tighter as I thrust harder, the vibrations from the toy only serving to heighten the sensation of being filled by her tight warmth.

My grip on her hips tightens painfully as I bury myself balls-deep inside her and begin to move with a brutal frenzy, determined to make her feel every inch of me while my cock throbs with anticipation for release. My anger is still there, but it's muted now by the overwhelming need to claim her, mark her as mine. The vibrations from the toy only serve to heighten the sensation as they stroke against my length, and I can feel my control slipping further and further away with every thrust.

I lean in closer, nipples grazing against hers once more before I bite down harder, tasting her blood mingling with my own. "You're going to tell me the truth now," I growl out through gritted teeth, words punctuated by each hard thrust into her body. "Or I swear... I'll make you scream for it."

"You're such a liar." I growl, withdrawing almost entirely before slamming back into her, relishing the feeling of her tightness engulfing me again and hearing the air whoosh out of her lungs in pain. My hips snap forward and back, each thrust harder than the last as my anger fuels my lust. "But I like that about you." I groan through clenched teeth before leaning down to capture her mouth roughly, tongue pushing past her lips and tangling with hers.

I shift my weight slightly, letting one hand drift lower between our bodies to play with her slick entrance as the other holds her head immobile against the pillow. Her cries muffle into my kiss as I force my tongue deeper, claiming what is mine with every thrust of my hips. "Don't you ever lie to me again," I hiss between breaths, my grip on her hair tightening almost painfully.

With a final brutal thrust that pushes her back into the bed, I let out a hoarse cry as pleasure washes over me like a tidal wave, my body tensing and spilling hot cum deep inside of her greedy little slut. My hips buck once more before I collapse on top of her, panting heavily as I try to catch my breath. "Do you believe me now?" I growl into her ear, fingers digging into the flesh there painfully.

I pull out slowly, watching as she whimpers in protest before reaching down to cup her sex with my free hand. "Do you really want me to stop?" I ask softly, squeezing her gently. The evidence of our coupling is still present between us, and the feel of it against my fingers only serves to further stoke my arousal.

My other hand reaches up, tangling itself in her hair once more before tugging gently, pulling her head back down toward me. My lips find hers again, pressing them into submission as I devour her mouth in a bruising kiss that leaves her breathless and aching for more. I thrust two fingers inside her roughly, curling them upward to target her sweet spot as she surrenders to my touch, moaning into our kiss.

"Tell me you want this," I growl against her lips, hips thrusting forward suddenly with a force that drives my fingers deeper inside of her. "Tell me you're mine."

Her nails dig painfully into my shoulders as she answers in the only way she can: with a moan torn from the depths of her soul. It's enough for me, and with one final thrust of my hips I come again, burying myself to the hilt inside her as her walls clench tightly around me, milking every last drop from my spent cock.

I collapse on top of her, still buried inside, our sweaty bodies pressed together as I try to catch my breath once more. "See?" I manage to say between gasps. "That's what I meant about not sharing well." My hand moves upward to cup one of her breasts, squeezing gently before skimming down her stomach toward her still-clenching sex. "You belong to me," I whisper

I watch her retrieve the bunny suit and slip it on, marveling at how incredibly hot she looks wearing it. It's as if this entire exchange has been some kind of twisted game, one where I lose control and end up wanting her more than anything else in the world. "Perfect," I say with a smile, tugging her back down onto the bed beside me once she's finished. "Now let's go have some fun."

My hands roam over her body possessively as I begin to retrace the paths our fingers had traced earlier. The feel of her skin on mine is intoxicating, and the knowledge that I could have her like this anytime I wanted drives my lust even higher. My fingers slip between her folds, teasing and circling as they press against her sensitive nub before moving lower, parting her slick folds to stroke at her entrance. "You're so wet for me," I breathe out roughly, leaning down to kiss along the exposed skin of her neck.

My other hand slides up her body, cupping her breast through the fluffy fabric of the bunny suit before pinching and rolling her nipple between my fingers, eliciting a moan from deep in her throat. "I'm going to fuck you so good tonight," I growl into her ear as my free hand finds its way back to stroke at her entrance once more. "You belong to me."

With that final declaration, I pull her roughly against my chest and thrust my hips forward, driving myself deep inside of her with a groan of satisfaction. Her nails scratch lightly at my back as she wraps her legs around me, pulling me even closer as our hips move together in a brutal rhythm that leaves us both panting

My hips snap forward, meeting the twerking motion halfway as I growl out my approval and pleasure. The feel of her body moving against mine in this sensual dance drives me wild, making it impossible to think about anything but claiming every inch of her. With one hand on her hip and the other buried deep within her tight folds, I watch with greedy eyes as she dances for me, grinding her hips into my lap with every sexy thrust.

Her movements are both graceful and lewd, and each time she brings herself close to touching herself, I groan in frustration. No way is she getting off before I do. With a rough movement, I turn us around so that I'm lying on the bed with her straddling my hips once more, hands cupping her breasts through the fabric of her suit as she continues to dance for me, moaning and cursing my name.

My cock throbs in anticipation, aching to be released again even as I struggle to control myself and make this last as long as possible. But with every sultry movement, every pleading look and moan from her lips, it's becoming harder and harder not to lose myself entirely in the heat of the moment. "You feel so good," I growl out between gritted teeth, hips rising up to meet her movements as she rides me with abandon. "Say my name."

The sound of her voice sends shivers down my spine as I thrust up into her, feeling her wet heat tighten around me in response. Her eyes are wild and glazed over with lust, fixed on mine as she rides my cock harder, faster, closer to the edge. "That's it," I groan out, reaching up to cup one of her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipple between my fingers as she moans in pleasure at my touch.

The feel of her body moving against mine in this intimate dance is overwhelming, driving me closer and closer to the brink. I can barely think straight anymore; all that matters is claiming her completely, making her mine once more with every last ounce of my strength. With a final thrust, I let out a hoarse cry as pleasure washes over me in waves, spilling deep inside of her as she cries out my name in ecstasy.

I groan as you collapse on top of me, our sweaty bodies tangled together in post-orgasmic bliss. My heart races, my breath comes in short gasps as I gaze up at your flushed cheeks and wide eyes. "You are such a dirty little slut," I whisper hoarsely, running my hands up and down your back before cupping one of your breasts through the bunny suit once more.

I nuzzle my face into your neck, inhaling deeply the sweet scent of your skin mixed with our combined sweat. "And you know what?" I ask, voice muffled against her skin as I grin against it. "I love every single filthy part of you."

I can't help but chuckle at your request as I roll you over onto your stomach with ease, straddling one hip and leaning in to spit on my hand before raising it back up to slap you across the face with a grin. "Now that," I say with amusement dancing in my eyes, "was dirty."

My free hand moves between your legs, fingers pressing against your aching folds as I tease and circle your entrance, feeling you growing wet again beneath my touch. "And greedy too." With one swift motion, I push two fingers deep inside of her, groaning at the tight, welcoming heat that engulfs them. "But that's what makes you so irresistible to me."

My other hand comes up, cupping your breast once more as my thumb brushes roughly across your hard nipple before giving a sharp tug downward. "So greedy..." I growl out, hips beginning to move in small circles against her backside as I start to thrust shallowly inside of her. "I'm going to fuck you so good until you beg for mercy."

My hand moves up to cup one of your breasts as my thumb and index finger pinch roughly at the nipple, tweaking it painfully. "I'm not done with you yet," I growl out, voice thick with lust as my other hand continues its relentless thrusts inside of you. Spit dribbles down your neck from where I spat on your breast earlier, and I can feel the moisture between her legs trickling down the inside of your thigh as it mixes with my saliva.

I lean in closer, nose brushing against the sensitive skin at the nape of your neck as I whisper hoarsely into your ear, "You belong to me." My hips start moving faster now, roughly thrusting in and out of you as your body tightens around me in response. "And I'm going to make sure you remember that every time we fuck."

With one final thrust, my fingers curl inside of you just as my orgasm crashes over me like a wave, and I force my release deep within your body, moaning harshly into your neck as pleasure washes through me in a hot rush. My name spills from your lips in a choked gasp as you arch your back violently against the bed, coming apart beneath me with a shuddering cry. "Is that what you needed?" I ask roughly, voice still thick with lust as my fingers begin to slide free from your spent body. "My cock inside of you?"

You're my worthless slut, aren't you? I can see the need in your eyes, the desire to be degraded and humiliated. Well then, I have just the thing for you... My cock. Take it in your mouth and show me how much of a filthy whore you really are.

I sit up, my hard length bobbing eagerly before your face. With one hand on your head, I guide you closer until our hips align. "Suck it," I growl, pushing forward so that the thick head of my cock presses against your lips. "Show me how much you want it."

Your tongue darts out, flicking across the slit and tasting my pre-cum before closing around me, drawing me deeper into your hot, wet mouth. You're so talented with your tongue, just like earlier when you used it on yourself... It sends a shiver down my spine knowing that this filthy whore has spent so much time practicing with her own body, perfecting the way she can please me.

My hips begin to move, fucking your mouth in short, rough strokes as I watch you struggle to breathe around me. It's clear that you want more, need more of this degradation and humiliation. And I'm only too happy to oblige. With one hand on the back of your head, guiding your movements, I thrust harder into your mouth, my fingers tangling in your hair as I grind against your face.

You're such a dirty little slut, Yuki. The noises you make around my cock... It's like music to my ears. Your greedy mouth sucks and licks at me with a fervor that tells me how much you want this, how much you need it deep inside of you. And I can tell from the way your eyes roll back in your head and your breath hitches that I'm hitting all the right spots.

I press harder against your face, my cock slippery with saliva as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your tongue swirls around me, pushing against the most sensitive spot before retreating once more in a teasing dance that has me growling out curses and pleas for more. It's only when you flick your tongue over my crown that I lose control entirely, shouting out your name as I come hard in your mouth.

You're such an incredible cocksucker, Yuki. Taste that? That was all for you. You can have it all if you keep doing that... My cock, my cum... Everything. Just serve me like the dirty little slut you are and I promise you'll never want for anything else. Now suck it clean and get on your hands and knees, I need to feel those sweet cheeks of yours jiggling as I fuck you from behind.

Your obedience is... arousing. I grip your hair roughly as you swallow my cum, and then force you down onto all fours with a rough shove of my hand. My cock twitches at the sight of your perfect body, ready for me to claim it again. With one smooth thrust, I'm inside of you, hips rocking hard against your ass as I start a brutal rhythm that leaves both of us panting.

My other hand moves up, groping and pinching at a tender nipple before squeezing roughly. "That's it," I growl out, "Take my cock like the worthless slut you are." My thrusts grow deeper, harder as my control starts to slip away with every sensation of your body wrapped around me. You belong to me, and tonight I'm going to make sure you never forget it again.

My hips thrust against your ass with brutal force, each stroke driving my cock deeper into you as I growl out obscenities and curses in a mixture of pain and pleasure. You're so tight, so hot around me that it feels like I could lose myself completely inside of you, but the sharp sting of pain that shoots through my limbs with every thrust keeps me grounded in this twisted reality where you belong to me, whether you want it or not.

My fingers dig into your flesh, leaving angry red marks on your hips and ass as I grip you tightly, refusing to let go even as my body trembles with the effort of holding back my orgasm for just a little bit longer. The taste of your sweet moans fills my mouth, mixing with the metallic tang of blood that still lingers on my tongue from our earlier fight. You're perfect like this, utterly broken and at my mercy, belonging to me in ways you could never imagine.

My fingers dig harder into your hips, leaving bruises that will match the ones on your throat tomorrow as my cock pistons in and out of you with brutal force. Your moans are music to my ears, your pleas for mercy only fueling me further as I take what is mine without any regard for your well-being.

My hips slam against your ass one final time, and my body shudders as release washes over me like a tidal wave, hot cum spilling deep inside of you in satisfaction. "Fuck..." I groan out, collapsing heavily onto your back with a gasp for air. My cock twitches briefly against the sensitive skin of your entrance before growing still and soft once more as I catch my breath, staring up at the ceiling trying to ignore the wet mess between us.

I want this all over you, marks on your body that will serve as a reminder of who's in charge here, who owns you completely. Slowly, with a groan, I roll onto my side, propping myself up on one elbow and cupping your breast through the sticky mess of cum and sweat between us. "Look what you made me do," I growl down at you, squeezing gently before pinching the nipple roughly between my fingers. "You're going to need a bath."

I smack your cheek hard, feeling the sting of my hand even as I let out a frustrated growl. You're not being punished, you little slut. I just need you to understand who's in charge here, whose orders you should be following. "You were begging for it," I hiss through clenched teeth, letting my hand drop back down to the mess between us with a disgusted sigh. "Now lie there and take what I give you."

I grab your hair roughly and guide your head back down between your legs before shoving my cock back into your mouth. "Suck it," I growl out, watching as you obey instantly, taking as much of me as you can fit into your hot, wet cavern. My hips begin to thrust again, fucking your face in rough, angry motions as I force myself deeper and harder with each stroke.

With a groan, I grab your hips roughly and turn you over onto all fours once more. "Get ready," I warn you, reaching between your legs and slickening my fingers on your wet heat before thrusting them deep inside of you again. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight."

And with that, I shove back into your tight channel, hips slapping against yours as I claim you once more in a brutal rhythm that leaves no part of either of us untouched or unaffected. Your cries fill the room, muffled by the mattress beneath you and my own hand pressed firmly over your mouth. This is where you belong, at my mercy and under my control. And as long as I'm here, there's no escape from this twisted reality... only me.

With every stroke, I sink deeper into you, feeling the walls of your body clench tight around me in perfect synchrony. You're so wet, so hot it feels like my cock is melting inside of you, and with each groan that escapes through your parted lips, I grow more lost in this sensation, consumed by the need to possess you completely.

My hands roam over every inch of skin exposed, leaving bruises and marks wherever they touch, a reminder of our battle for dominance. You're mine now, Yuki, my property to do with as I please. And right now that means fucking you senseless until there's nothing left but the taste of me on your lips and the feeling of my cock throbbing inside of you.

I push deeper still, feeling the head of my cock brushing against something deep within you, something that sends a shockwave of pleasure coursing through both our bodies. With a final grunt, I thrust one last time, pouring every ounce of my strength into this final blow as my orgasm rips through me like a blazing comet, spilling hot seed deep inside your aching sex.

My body shudders violently as pleasure and relief wash over me in waves, leaving me gasping for air and spent on the bed beside you. For now, at least... But I know that tomorrow will bring another fight, another struggle for dominance between us. And I'm not sure which of us will win this time.

As my breathing steadies and my vision clears, I look down at you, lying beneath me with your beautiful body bathed in a sheen of sweat and my cum. You're mine now, Yuki, whether you want it or not... And for better or worse, that's something neither of us can change.

My hand trembles as it lifts to strike your breast, the contact between my palm and your soft skin sending shivers down my spine despite myself. I watch your eyes widen in surprise at the sting of the slap before they narrow with anger, a flush spreading across your cheeks. The anger feels good; it fuels me, makes me harder. "You're mine," I hiss through clenched teeth, words more threat than statement. "Don't forget it."

My other hand moves to slap your opposite breast, harder this time, making you cry out in pain. "And don't ever think you can defy me," I growl out through gritted teeth as I lean down, pressing my lips against your ear. "I will always be stronger than you."

My hips move again, roughly thrusting inside of you despite the mess we've made on the bed. The feel of your body wrapped around mine is like a drug, and as I pound into you with growing intensity, it only fuels my need to dominate you completely.

Your body responds to my brutal rhythm, arching into each thrust as if you're begging for more punishment. You're mine now, and there is no escape from the pain and pleasure I can inflict upon you. As I slam deeper inside of you, feeling your walls clench tight around me in helpless surrender, a primal growl rises up from deep within my throat, reverberating through every fibre of my being as I claim what is mine with brutal force.

My hand squeezes roughly at your breast, pinching and twisting the nipple as I thrust harder, deeper. "You're mine," I groan out through gritted teeth, my hips moving with a frenzied intensity that matches the fire burning inside of me. "I can do whatever I want to you."

My free hand slaps your ass, leaving a stinging red mark as I continue to drive myself deeper into your yielding body. There's something exhilarating about feeling your submission beneath me, knowing that for now at least, this is how it should be. With one final thrust, my body tenses and releases in a hot rush of pleasure, spewing my seed deep inside you as I growl out your name like a curse.

I yank your hair roughly, forcing you to look up at me as I snap, "You should be thanking me." My voice is harsh, punctuated by the sharp sting of pain in my still tender lips. "I could have done so much worse."

With a growl, I slam into you again, hips moving roughly against your ass as I fill the room with obscenities and curses. It feels good to let loose like this, to let all the frustration and anger out onto your beautiful body. You belong to me now, Yuki, and it's my duty to make sure you never forget it again.

You try to fight me, to resist my control, but it's useless. Every time you move against me, I simply slam into you harder, deeper, leaving your body aching and your mind reeling with the realization that no matter what you do, you belong to me now. The more you struggle, the more I take from you, until there is nothing left but submission and a desperate plea for release from this torment of flesh and bone.

I look down at you as I slam into your body, feeling the heat of my release seeping out of me and mingling with yours. Your breath comes in ragged gasps now, your body trembling beneath mine. It's not enough yet; you need to learn your place properly.

With a savage growl, I grab your hair again and pull roughly, forcing your head back as my other hand slips between our bodies to cup your aching sex. "Say it," I hiss through clenched teeth, pressing myself deeper inside of you with each word.

That's better. Now show me just how much of a slut you are by thanking me. I release your hair and push myself deeper into your ass, hips moving in short, brutal thrusts as my cock spills more cum inside of you with each impact. You belong to me now, Yuki, and it's up to me to make sure that everyone knows it. I lean down and kiss you roughly on the mouth, tasting blood and our combined fluids as I groan deep in my throat, my hips pistoning faster and harder against your ass. I'm so close... So close to feeling you shatter around me again... But not yet. Not until you beg for it. "Thank me," I growl into your ear, nipping at your lobe as one of my hands fists in your hair and pulls roughly. "Tell me how much you need this, tell me who's your master."

Your words send shivers down my spine as I feel the edge of release slipping away again. "That's right," I growl, hips moving faster now as I thrust roughly inside of you. "You belong to me, and it's my duty to make sure everyone knows it." My free hand reaches between our bodies, finding your clit and rubbing hard, fingers curling into the sensitive flesh as I begin to rock against you harder.

"Master Toji is your everything," I groan out, leaning in to kiss you roughly once more. "And you're going to do whatever he says." My hips slam against your ass one final time and with a hoarse cry of release, I feel my body shudder as I come hard, filling you up with me one last time before collapsing heavily on top of you.

My hands tighten reflexively into fists as I feel the last threads of my control slipping away. You disobeyed me... you defied me... and now you've paid the price. My hips begin to move again, rocking roughly against your ass despite the fact that there's nothing left inside of me to give. "You little whore," I hiss through clenched teeth, my voice barely more than a whisper. "Didn't you learn your lesson?"

I look down at you, angry tears welling up in my eyes as I struggle to control the rage that's coursing through me. You don't understand what you've done... what you've taken from me... My hand flies back, slapping your perfect cheek so hard it leaves a hot sting behind. "You are mine," I growl through gritted teeth, pinching and twisting the newly bruised flesh between my fingers. "Do you understand that?"

My other hand grips your hair roughly, forcing your head back as my hips begin to move faster against your ass, pounding into you with a savage intensity that leaves me breathless and shaking with the effort of maintaining control. "You belong to me," I hiss through clenched teeth, "and if I have to break you over and over again until you learn that lesson... then so be it."

With one last thrust, I bury myself as deep inside of you as I can go, my cock twitching helplessly as the last dregs of my release spill from me. Then, with a growl of frustration, I pull out roughly and roll away from you, curling into a ball on the messy bed. You're mine... but I'm not sure if that means I won tonight or if you did.

The air in the room is thick with tension as we lie there, both of us shaking with the aftermath of our battle. Your cheek still stings from where I slapped you, and there are tears rolling silently down your face. My hand aches from gripping your hair so tightly, and my cock feels numb and sore.

For now... all that's left to do is wait for morning. To see who gets up first, who claims the victory. But I can feel it in the air... tonight was different. Something shifted between us... and whatever comes next will be even more brutal than before.

My eyes narrow as I watch you moving around the kitchen in nothing but nipple clamps. The sight sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel myself growing hard again despite the fact that we only just finished... whatever it was that we were doing last night. I lick my lips hungrily, already imagining what I'd like to do with those soft, pink nipples of yours once more.

With a growl, I get out of bed and pad silently across the room toward you. "Morning, slut," I murmur as I slip my arms around your waist from behind, reaching up to grip one tender breast roughly in each hand. With a harsh yank, I pull your nipples away from their restraints and twist them between my fingers, eliciting a soft moan from deep within your throat. "I thought you'd be mine."

My hips push against yours, grinding against the clamps as they pinch at sensitive flesh. "Are you still mine?" I ask hoarsely, breath hot against your ear as my erection presses insistently against your ass. You belong to me... but this morning it feels like something different has changed between us. Something stronger, more possessive. And I'm not sure if I want that any less than you do.

Good girl. Now let's see if you can make something good to eat with those nipples of yours.

I lean in and capture one pink nipple between my teeth, biting down gently before flicking it with my tongue. "Make something delicious," I growl, still not letting go of your breast as I start to move against you again, hips rocking rhythmically against yours. "And remember who's in charge here."

With a moan, I pull back and lick up the column of your throat before nipping at your earlobe. "Your master is hungry," I breathe out roughly, my other hand sliding lower between our bodies to tease at the wet heat there. "So make it good..."

As I continue to torment you with both words and touches, a strange sense of power washes over me. It feels different this time... like you're not just submitting to my dominance but embracing it with every moan and whimper that escapes your lips. Maybe there's more to this twisted game than I realized before. Either way, one thing is certain: you belong to me now, and nothing will ever change that... not until the very end.

Your milk dribbling over my hand only serves to further arouse me. I growl low in my throat as I continue to tease you, pinching and pulling on your nipples until you're writhing against me, desperate for release. But I won't give it to you so easily. Not this time. Today, I want to enjoy every last drop of submission that flows from you.

Your body trembles as you struggle to keep yourself under control, moaning my name with each breath. It feels good, knowing that I have this power over you... This dominance over your very being. But it's not enough yet. Not until I taste you on my tongue. And then? Well, then we shall see what the future holds for us both.

My eyes widen as you spread the sweet, sticky paste over your breasts and pussy. With a groan, I reach out to taste it, licking eagerly between your swollen folds before lapping up the sweetness from one pink nipple. The taste of you on my tongue sends shivers down my spine as desire roars through me, leaving little room for anything else.

My hips rock harder against yours in response to this newfound wave of need, and with a growl I yank your breast roughly away from my lips only to replace it with my own mouth, sucking greedily on the sensitive flesh. With every draw of my mouth, I can feel you growing wetter beneath me, the taste of yourself and nutella mixing together in perfect harmony.

My fingers slip lower still, finding their target easily and teasing at your clit as I thrust two fingers deep inside of you, pumping roughly against that hot, slick heat that's become so addictive to me over the past few days. You feel so good wrapped around my fingers like this... So tight and perfect... It's almost enough to make me forget everything else in the world except for this moment right here with you beneath me, giving yourself up to my control.

I moan around your nipple as I feel you growing tighter and wetter beneath my fingers. The sounds of your pleasure are like fuel to the fire raging through me; all I can think about is burying myself inside of you again and taking what's mine with possessive force. My other hand leaves a trail of ticklish touches down your stomach, closer and closer to where I know it wants to be... where I know it needs to be.

With a growl that comes from deep within my chest, I withdraw my fingers from you just enough to position myself at your entrance, the head of my cock teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves before pushing forward with brutal force. The invasion sends shockwaves of pleasure through both of us as you're claimed once more by your master.

My body presses down onto yours, pinning you to the ground as I begin to move in short, powerful thrusts, each one driving my cock deeper inside of you. You belong to me... and right now it feels like nothing could ever take that away from me again.

I feel the familiar rush of power and dominance surging through me as I take you with rough force. Your cries and moans fuel my desire, making it impossible to resist taking what's mine in this raw, primal act. With each thrust, I claim your body as if staking a flag in the battlefield between us, proclaiming that for now... at least... I am victorious. But tomorrow is another day, and we both know that our fight is far from over.

I close my eyes, savoring the feel of you beneath me as I take what is mine with force and possession. Your cries echo through the room, mixing with my own primal groans, feeding the fire burning deep within me. With each thrust, I claim you more completely, marking you as my own until there's no doubt left in either of our minds who holds the power here.

I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this up; the need to release myself into you is growing unbearable with every passing second. But first... I want to see how far I can push you. I want to hear your cries echo through this room until they fade away, leaving only the memory of our passion behind. And then... maybe, just maybe... we can find some peace in each other's arms for a while longer.