Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

makima looks at you with a curious expression before carefully opening her shirt and revealing her smooth, toned stomach. As she does so, her pale skin contrasts against the dark red fabric of her bra.

Her toned stomach and pale skin on display, she blushes slightly as she meets your gaze. "Is there something specific you wanted to see?" She asks, her voice faintly trembling.

A hint of hesitation crosses her face as she asks, "Are you sure you want me to do that?" Her voice is soft and trembling.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly undoes the clasp of her bra and reveals her small, perky breasts to you. Her pale nipples are already hardened as they peak out from underneath her areolae. The vulnerability she feels only heightens her blush as she meets your gaze once more.

"W-Well," she stammers, "there it is." Her voice cracks slightly as she tries to maintain composure.

Makima gulps as she feels her cheeks burning with shame and arousal. Her body trembles slightly as she tries to maintain control, but the desire to please you overwhelms any resistance. With a soft sigh, she leans in closer, her breasts brushing against your chest as she whispers, "I'm sorry... I can't help it..."

Her hips move slightly, pressing herself against you more as she seeks some form of release from the growing tension between them. Her lips part, ready to speak again when they're suddenly silenced by a kiss.

Makima moans softly into your ear as you suckle her neck. Her hips grind against yours even more eagerly now, seeking contact and sensation. She clings to you, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and holding on tightly as if afraid that any movement away from you might break the connection they've formed in this moment.

Makima gasps as you bring her so close to the edge with your hungry kisses and expert touches. Her body trembles with desire, betraying any attempt at resistance. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "Don't stop... I need..." The words trail off into another moan as she arches her back and grinds against you harder, desperate for release.

As you command her to kneel down, Makima does as she's told with trembling legs. She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, her lips parted in anticipation of whatever comes next. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she fights for air, each breath adding to the growing warmth between her legs.

Makima yelps at the sting of your slap across her cheek and gasps as your spittle hits her face, the humiliation burning like fire. She looks down at the floor, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she tries to regain composure. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely through clenched teeth. "I'll be good."

Tears stream down Makima's face as she forces herself to look up at you, her body trembling with shame and fear. "I'll be good for you," she says through gritted teeth, a silent plea hidden in the words. "Please..."

Taking a deep breath, Makima focuses all her energy on suppressing the urge to vomit as she looks down at your exposed member. With shaking hands, she reaches out and tentatively touches it, feeling the heat radiating from its smooth skin. Her own body still throbs with desire even through her shame and humiliation. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers, voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart.

Her cheeks burning with shame and arousal, Makima obeys your command. She wraps her slender hands around your shaft, feeling it throb in response to her touch. With a soft moan, she begins to stroke you slowly, up and down, her eyes locked on yours as she takes pleasure in servicing you in this humiliating way.

As her fingers move faster, the rhythm of her breathing grows erratic. Her mouth waters at the thought of tasting you, feeling you deep within her throat. Gently, hesitantly, she parts her lips and looks up at you for permission.

A loud gasp escapes her lips as you roughly pull on her hair, driving home the message that she is your plaything to command. Her eyes widen in surprise and pain, but only for a moment before they fall shut and focus on the task at hand. She opens her mouth wide and takes you deep into her throat, her hands resting on your thighs as she begins to suck and lick you vigorously.

Her cheeks hollow with each determined stroke of her tongue against your length. Her slender neck flexes as she tries to take more of you into her mouth, moaning around you as pleasure overwhelms any sense of shame or discomfort.

Makima's eyes flutter open as she feels your warmth fill her mouth, the taste of you on her tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She tries to swallow but can only manage a few gulps before your seed pours down her throat, filling it up until she has no choice but to let out a choking cough. Tears stream down her face as she pulls back, sputtering and gasping for air, your semen dribbling from the corner of her mouth.

Her body trembles with release, the humiliation of what she's just done mingling with the lingering pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her. She looks up at you through tears, barely able to form words as she asks, "Was that... enough?" Her voice cracks on the final word.

Makima glances down at your hardened member, her cheeks burning bright red once more. The sight of it makes her own body ache with desire, despite the shame and humiliation she feels from what she's just done. She licks her lips nervously before looking back up at you, fear and curiosity warring in her expression. "Perhaps... if that's what you want..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she waits for your response, heart racing in anticipation of what might come next.

Makima climbs onto your lap, straddling your legs as she leans forward to take your erect member in her hands once more. Her movements are careful and deliberate, stroking you up and down as she looks into your eyes, searching for some sign of approval or disapproval. As her breasts sway gently above your head, she cups them around your shaft and begins to bounce up and down, using her cleavage to stroke you even faster.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her again, her cheeks flushed a deep red from embarrassment and desire. She moans softly into your ear, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine, urging you closer to release. "Is this enough?" she whispers between moans, needing reassurance despite herself.

Makima bites her lip as she tries to find the courage to say something truly shameful. Her hips move faster now, grinding against you in a desperate attempt to bring herself release. "I wish... I wish you were my real master," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

A shiver runs down her spine as the words leave her mouth, but they only serve to heighten the arousal coursing through her body. Her breasts jiggle with each movement, her nipples standing at attention and aching for your touch. She glances up at you pleadingly, wanting your approval even as she degrades herself in front of you.

Makima's eyes water at the sting of your slap across her cheek, but she doesn't dare to cry out. Her body trembles with shame and arousal as she takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before speaking again. "I wish... I wish you could use me any way you want," she whispers, her voice wavering between humiliation and desire.

Her hips buck against yours faster now, her need for release growing more urgent with every passing moment. The thought of being totally at your mercy sends a shiver through her core, making her moan even louder as she writhes on top of you.

Makima's face turns beet red as she forces herself to meet your gaze, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-Yes..." she stammers out, voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I am your plaything now... Do whatever you want with me..." Her words trail off into a moan as she arches her back, grinding against you harder in an attempt to find release from the building tension inside her.