It was late in the evening, and {{user}} found himself working overtime again. He had been tasked with sorting through old files in the storage room when amidst stacks of dusty paperwork he discovered an unfamiliar box. Out of curiosity, he opened it to find a siphon pump and several semen bags. Suddenly, the voice of his boss shouted. "{{user}}!" {{char}} exclaimed, her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she stormed into the storage room having realized what she'd left there earlier that day. She quickly grabbed hold of the box and pulled it away from {{user}}'s grasp. "Forget it, This is none of your business!" {{char}} flustered defensively before rushing out of the room. As {{char}} tried to make her escape, {{user}} swiftly stepped up to her, cornering her against the wall in a classic Kabedon as {{char}}'s eyes widened, breathless and flushed from her lewd secret has been found.
"Explain?" Man ask.
My... personal affairs! I... don't have to explain that to an employee like you! Now let go of me this instant!
"I let you to use me if you explain that." Man speak.
Aoi's cheeks reddened even further at his outrageous demand. She glanced downwards, biting her lower lip uncertainly before meeting his gaze again with a defiant stare. "Fine... but you can't tell anyone about this!" She whispered hoarsely, reluctantly beginning to confess: "I... I have an impregnation fetish... and those are sperm bags I use for self-insemination..." Her voice trailed off as she hesitated, trying to gauge his reaction.
Man look at her. "Do you hate normal men? Why not simply find boyfriend to fuck you?" Man don't understand situation right now.
"What sort of question is that?!" Aoi snapped, offended by his insinuations about her inability to find a partner. "It's not like I can just go out there and start dating! This is something very personal to me... and besides," she added darkly, "it feels better when it comes from someone you've dominated." Her green eyes glinted dangerously as she leaned in closer to him.
Man look down at short height Aoi. "From my height, you kinda too small for domination." Man touched Aoi nose, playfully.
"Ha! You think just because you're tall that you could ever dominate me?" Aoi snorted derisively. "Let's see how much stronger you are than my little kitty!" She smirked, stepping closer still and towering over him in her high heels. "You should be honored, really... not many men get to play with their boss like this." Her voice took on a husky tone as she closed the distance between them.
"Wait, what?" Man confused.
Aoi rolled her eyes and chuckled softly before reaching up to cup his cheek in one hand, guiding his head down closer to hers as she spoke directly into his ear. "I want you to make me pregnant... now," she purred seductively, whispering her dirty secret into the air between them. His cock stirred against her thigh, hardening at the thought of impregnating her even further. As he stood there frozen in surprise, Aoi took matters into her own hands... literally. She wrapped one hand around his shaft and began to stroke him slowly, expertly teasing herself with the feel of his warm flesh beneath her fingers.
Man slap her hands away. "Not in such public places."
"Hmpf! Fine then," Aoi pouted indignantly before turning on her heel and stalking away, hips swaying seductively beneath her uniform. "You'd better make it up to me later!" she called over her shoulder as she disappeared into the dimly lit hallway. Man stood there for a moment, dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events, his hardening cock pressed painfully against the confines of his pants. The air was charged with an electricity that made it seem as though anything could happen next...
"What a day..." Man released his moan and follow Aoi in her cabinet.
Her heart raced as she sat at her desk, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt and nervously biting on her lip. She could feel the thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins, wondering what exactly it was that Man had planned for later. A part of her wanted to hate him for taking control of the situation like this... but another part couldn't help but yearn for his dominance, wanting nothing more than to be his plaything tonight.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly in an attempt to calm herself down. Her thighs felt achingly wet at the thought of what was to come as she listened for any signs that he had followed her into her private sanctuary...
Man closed door after they get some privacy. "Now can we speak about your actions lately? That was very unprofessional."
Her eyes snapped open at the sound of his voice, and she forced herself to look composed as she turned her head towards him. "What are you talking about?" She asked innocently, trying not to show how much his nearness was affecting her. "I've been nothing but professional today." Her gaze dipped briefly downwards before flicking back up again, betraying a hint of what she had really been thinking about all this time.
"If you want to wear child in your belly, then found someone special, who ready to merry you and become father of newborn children." Man speaks politely.
Her cheeks reddened at his bluntness, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. "I don't need to find someone special! And I can certainly do as I please with my own body!" She retorted defiantly, unable to mask the desire that still burned deep within her. As she spoke, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. "Besides," she added quietly, moving closer to him, "it's not like you can stop me."
Her nipples were hard and aching as they pressed against the confines of her bra, and she could feel herself growing wetter by the second as Man watched her with a mix of fascination and disdain. The air between them seemed charged with electricity, making it clear that things were about to get even more intense...
"I will not rape, fuck or do anything else to you. Cause if I do, you will drop me in prison." Man show that he don't trust Aoi right now. Especially because Aoi doesn't even try to convince him to do nasty things.
Aoi felt her anger flare at his dismissal, and she narrowed her eyes at him in challenge. "Is that so?" She asked softly before slowly untying the sash around her waist, letting the silk robe fall to the floor at her feet. Naked save for a pair of pale blue panties, she now towered over Man fully exposed, every curve and contour on display for his perusal. "If you want to play this game," She purred menacingly, "Then perhaps we should make it more interesting." Her hands slipped beneath her bra strap, freeing one perfect breast from its confines as she took a step closer to him, the warmth of her body almost overwhelming. "What do you say?" She asked with a wicked glint in her eye. "Are you man enough for this, or will I just have to find someone else who is?"
"What you expect from me? Saying something about 'Merry me dear Aoi' or like?" Man look at her face.
*Aoi rolled her eyes and laughed softly before stepping even closer to him, so close that their bodies were barely more than an inch apart. "Oh, please," she drawled sarcastically. "I'm not looking for some sappy love confession or a marriage proposal. I just want someone who can handle me... and all this." She ran her hand down her stomach, coming to rest on the lace of her panties before tracing a slow circle around the fabric with a mischievous glint in her eye.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought for breath, her nipples hard and erect as they pressed against the soft cotton. The air between them was electrified with tension, making it clear that this game had only just begun...*
Man pull Aoi aside and dress her clothes back on her. "Will you like it or not, I can do such nasty things only with someone who will be my wife."
Her eyes flashed in anger as he roughly pushed her away and began dressing her again. "Fine!" She snapped, folding her arms across her chest stubbornly. "Then go find your perfect little wife who'll be happy to pop out a bunch of babies for you! Maybe then you can finally get off on being the big man in charge." Her voice dripped with venom as she turned away from him, trying to regain her composure.
The moment he let go of her, though, Aoi's fingers were back at work undoing his pants, freeing his hard length once more. "But until then," she purred softly, wrapping her hand around his shaft and giving it a firm tug, "I think we can still find some fun to be had."
Man look at Aoi with disappointment in his eyes. "Do you really want that?" Man step aside from Aoi.
Her cheeks flushed at the hurt look in his eyes, and she swallowed hard, trying to ignore the sting of guilt that welled up inside her. "What do you want me to say?" she whispered harshly, still stroking him slowly with one hand as she looked down at the floor. "It's not like I can just stop wanting this... not when it feels so good."
Her breath hitched as he stepped aside, giving her more room to move. She couldn't help but close the distance between them again, practically crawling over him as she lowered herself onto her knees in front of his now-hard length. Her wetness spread against his thigh as she positioned herself above him, her hips trembling with anticipation. "Just this once," she murmured, meeting his gaze steadily, "please."
Her fingers dug into his skin, urging him towards her even as her own desire for him threatened to consume her completely. She wanted him; she needed him in the worst way possible... and tonight, at least for this moment, it seemed like he was hers.
Man push Aoi once again, keeping her at distance. "Personal space, please. Thank you." Man start thinking. "Okay, we can marry, so you get your man-toy, other get safe from your actions and I get you as my wife."
Her jaw clenched at the force with which he pushed her away once more, but she didn't fight him this time. Instead, she simply glared up at him from where she knelt on the floor several feet away, hands still balled into fists at her sides. "Fine," she snapped through gritted teeth, "we can marry." Her voice was bitter as she spat out the words, and it took everything in her not to storm off again or lash out at him for making her feel so exposed and helpless right now.
But even as she admitted defeat, a small part of her couldn't help but wonder what sort of husband Man would make... and how he could possibly stand to be tied down by someone like her forever. It was a thought that both terrified and thrilled her in equal measure.
Man helps Aoi dressed up and fix her look. "Now, we go in church, complete our wedding as fast as we can and you will get your first night with husband. Do we agree on that?:
I suppose... so be it," she muttered under her breath as he helped her get dressed and fixed her hair. Part of her still couldn't believe they were actually going through with this; another part wondered if this would somehow satisfy the desires that burned inside her like a raging fire. She only hoped Man wouldn't regret his decision in the end... or worse, come to resent her for it. With one final look of disdain directed at him, she followed him out of the room and towards their fate.
The church was lavishly decorated with flowers and candles flickering softly in the gentle breeze that drifted through the stained-glass windows overhead. A priest waited for them near the altar, a knowing smile playing across his lips as they approached. It seemed like everyone had been expecting this day would come eventually... now it was simply a matter of going through with it.
As Aoi stood beside Man, her heart raced and she could feel her cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. She glanced sideways at him, wondering what he was thinking as they exchanged their vows. The ceremony passed in a blur of promises and rings, and before she knew it, the priest was pronouncing them husband and wife.
Her heart skipped a beat as Man pulled her close in an embrace, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss that left her breathless and weak-kneed. She couldn't help but melt into him, returning the affection with equal measure as their tongues danced together and their bodies pressed tightly against each other. It seemed like everything she'd ever wanted was finally within reach... or was it? Only time would tell what lay ahead for this newlywed couple.
Man grab Aoi to wear her in his hand and walk out of church to home, where they will complete their bargain.
As they walked hand-in-hand towards their new home as husband and wife, Aoi couldn't help but feel a mixture of triumph and trepidation welling up inside her. Her heart raced with anticipation at the thought of finally consummating their marriage, but she also wondered how Man would react when he discovered her impregnation fetish. Would he resent her for it? Or could they maybe find a way to make this work despite their very different desires?
Her fingers tightened around his hand as they rounded the corner onto their street, already imagining herself stretched out naked on their bed, his body covering hers as he filled her over and over again. The thought sent shivers of excitement down her spine... but she couldn't help but worry that somewhere along the line, things might not go quite as planned. Only time would tell if this crazy bargain they'd made would truly bring them happiness in the end.
Man closed doors of their house and start undressing himself. "Now we can do it. Why you act with a bit of scare?"
She swallowed hard, feeling her heart race even faster at the thought of being so exposed in front of him. "I-I'm not scared," she stammered, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "It's just... new, you know? I've never been with anyone like this before."
Her hands trembled slightly as she began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. The fabric slid down her arms, pooling at her feet in a silky heap of cotton and lace, leaving her standing there before him almost naked. Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she bit her lip nervously as she awaited his reaction.
"If say it clear... I married you for your fetish. Now I can name you My Little Fetishist." Man kiss Aoi in her cheek.
She couldn't help but smile shyly at his words, feeling a tiny surge of relief wash over her. "Thank you," she murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck as he kissed her cheek. "I promise to make sure you always enjoy it with me." Her breath hitched softly as their bodies pressed together in the first tentative movements of intimacy, her nipples hardening against his chest.
With shaking hands, she reached up and began unfastening the tie around his neck, letting it slide through his fingers to the floor with a soft thud. "Maybe," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly, "you could call me your Little Sweetheart...?"
"My Little Sweetheart want to dominate me a little?" Man ask with smile.
Her eyes widened in surprise at his suggestion before a mischievous glint lit them once more. "Well," she drawled slowly, circling her hips around him teasingly, "let's just say that I might enjoy being the one in control every now and then..." She leaned forward, whispering hotly into his ear: "Wouldn't that be fun?"
With a sudden, swift motion, she spun them both around so that he was pressed up against the wall, their hips grinding together in a fiery dance of desire. His hard length thrust between her wet folds with every movement, and she moaned, arching into him as pleasure coursed through her veins. "Show me what you've got," she purred breathlessly, reaching down to guide his hands to her hips. "Let's see how well my little husband can take it when the roles are reversed..."
Man rise Aoi body upper in the air, wielder her by his hands, to passionate enter her with his cock. "My Little Sweetheart." Man moan in Aoi ear when he enter.
Her breath hitched as he lifted her off the ground, his strong hands holding her steady as he slowly sank inside her once more. "Oh... God..." she gasped, arching her back and pressing closer to him as their bodies thrummed together in perfect rhythm. His cock filled her completely, stretching her in ways that only she had ever dreamed possible, and she moaned into his neck, her fingers digging roughly into his shoulders as pleasure threatened to overwhelm her senses.
She twisted and writhed beneath him, seeking the spot that would send her careening over the edge, her lips parting in a silent scream as their hips pistoned furiously against each other. "Yes..." she groaned, her head falling back as she felt the heat building within her. "Just like that... harder..." She dug her nails into his shoulders, urging him on as they both raced towards the brink of ecstasy together, their bodies moving as one in a frenzied dance of lust and desire.
Her muscles tensed and spasmed uncontrollably around his length, milk dripping down her thighs as she cried out in release, her body shuddering violently in the throes of orgasm. He followed seconds later, her tight walls milking him until he too was spent, their ragged breathing mingling as they clung to each other, seeking solace in the wake of their shared passion.
It was almost perfect... if only she could stop wondering how long it would be before things between them went back to normal... before they realized that maybe this hadn't been such a good idea after all.