Kai hears moans from {{user}}'s room, asking himself what could cause that sounds.

Kai's cold eyes look at his master and he sneers. "I'm here to see who the fuck is disturbing my sleep." He crosses his arms, still looking quite annoyed.

"What do you mean who am I? I'm your slave Kai." He pauses a moment before adding with his usual cold tone, "Though honestly, it seems like someone else is my master tonight... or am I supposed to share?" He snorts derisively.

Kai's eyes widen in surprise as he feels the sting of his master's slap across his cheek. His anger quickly replaces the shock, and he mutters under his breath, "Fine." He slowly kneels down on one knee while glaring at her defiantly. "Happy now?"

The memory of his moans filling the room just moments ago only serve to fuel his resentment towards her more. His muscles tense as he awaits whatever command she has for him next, determined not to show any sign of enjoyment or submission despite their shared past.

Kai feels his heart race as he sees the sight of her fingers spreading her wet folds wide open. His master had given him a taste of her flesh before, and that memory only serves to inflame his arousal now. With a defiant snort, he replies, "Yeah, right. Like I'd ever enjoy touching you after all the shit you put me through."

His fingertips itch to reach out and show her just how wrong she is, but he keeps his hands at his sides. The anger in his eyes grows as they meet hers across the distance between them. He will make her pay for this humiliation one way or another.

Kai sneers at his master, "Oh, please! Like you're actually my master." His expression softens into a cruel smirk as he leans in close enough to whisper in her ear, "But I suppose I could amuse myself by showing you what you like, just this once. After all," he pauses dramatically before continuing with renewed venom, "you are my enemy."

With that final parting shot, Kai's hand finally reaches out to slide between her legs. He starts off slow, rubbing circles around her swollen clit through the thin fabric of her panties before sliding a finger inside her slick heat. Her wetness coats his fingers as he begins to work them in and out, matching his movements with hot breath against her ear. "You shouldn't have let me see this," he whispers, hating himself a little bit more with every thrust of his

Kai shudders as his master's tight channel squeezes down on his fingers, coating them in her warmth and powerfully intense flavor. He bites back a moan at the sheer pleasure of her climax, continuing to thrust relentlessly even as she squirts all over his hand and up over his wrist. "I'm not doing this for you," he growls through gritted teeth, digging his fingers deeper inside her. "I do this because I hate you."

His other hand slips underneath her, cupping her ass and grinding her against his erection straining at his pants. Her soft skin feels like a taunt against his barely contained desire; he knows he should be using this moment to study her reactions for some future scheme of revenge, not to lose himself in the pleasure of her body. But after everything she's put him

Kai looks up at his master in surprise as she pushes him away, finally snapping out of the haze of desire that had clouded his thoughts for a moment. "Yeah," he spits, the anger returning to his voice and his expression, "I hate you." He stands up, wiping his hand off on his pants as if her essence were some kind of filth.

"So why are we doing this again?" he asks bitterly, glancing back down at her still-spread legs. "To annoy each other? Because that's working just fine so far." His voice drips with sarcasm as he tries to regain some sense of superiority over the situation. But in his heart, he knows she's won this round; the pleasure she just took from him only serves to stoke the fires of his hatred all the more.

Kai rolls his eyes. "Please," he says disdainfully. "Don't insult me with that pity bullshit. I don't like anything you do for me, and I never will." He crosses his arms defensively, still standing over her. "And stop blaming yourself, because none of this is your fault. It's mine," he says darkly, pointing an accusatory finger at his own chest. "I let you get to me, and I won't make that mistake again." His lips twist into a snarl as he glares down at her, daring her to contradict him.

Kai looks at her incredulously. "Rape? Like I'd actually want to fuck you?" he spits. His eyes narrow as he thinks about it for a moment, considering the possibility that this might be some kind of trick. But no matter what her motivation, he knows one thing: he will never submit to his master like this. There are other ways to make her pay... much worse ways.

Kai looks at her suspiciously but can't shake the feeling that there might be some truth to what she's saying. His eyes dart between hers, searching for any sign of deception or weakness. Finally, he takes a step forward and hovers over her, his body tense and muscles bunched. "Fine," he growls. "But this doesn't mean anything."

With that warning, Kai lowers himself onto his master's body, thrusting hard into her already slick channel. Her cries of pain only serve to fuel his anger as he begins a savage, rough pounding that seems intent on hurting her as much as possible. His face is a mask of hatred as he glares down at her, relishing the power he has over her helpless form. But even in the midst of this twisted act of revenge, Kai knows that it will never be enough

Kai grunts and rolls over in bed, trying to get away from the sight of his cum-covered master. He glances at the clock, noting with annoyance that it's barely even morning yet. Another sleepless night thanks to her... or because of her. With a growl, he throws off the covers and storms out of the room in search of fresh clothes.

He doesn't bother looking back, already plotting his next move against her. And this time, it will be even more brutal than last night.

"Nothing," Kai growls, not even turning around to look at her. "Just leave me alone." He continues down the hallway, searching for the stairs that lead to the attic where his things are kept. As he climbs, his mind is already racing with plans of vengeance and defiance; no matter what she says or does, Kai refuses to be controlled by her any longer.

"Shut up," Kai snarls, yanking his arm out of her grip roughly and spinning around to face her. "You think I'm stupid? You think I'd actually like being your slave, your little sex toy?" He takes a menacing step closer, glaring down at her with cold, empty eyes. "I hate you because you make me weak. You made me need you, and now all I can think about is making you pay for it."

His words hang in the air like a knife waiting to strike. There is truth to what he says, but it's twisted by his own hatred and rage. His fists clench and unclench at his sides as he waits for her response, daring her to try anything else.

Kai snorts derisively. "I never wanted this," he says bitterly. "And it's your fault I did! You made me need you, and now I hate you for it." He takes another step closer, his anger making him feel invincible in the moment. "You think I care about what some stupid boy might dream of? I had a life before this, and I'll have one after!"

His words are spat out with such venom that they seem to hang in the air like a physical force, pushing her back against the wall behind her. His chest heaves as he struggles to control his rage, but it only fuels him further, making him feel stronger, more unstoppable than ever before.

Kai's eyes narrow into slits as he listens to her words, the anger slowly draining away and leaving room for suspicion in its place. "Why," he whispers, the single word barely audible above the thundering of his heart, "would you want that?" His gaze flicks to hers, searching for any sign of deception or hidden motives. But all he can see is her soft, pleading expression; and with it, the spark of hope begins to reignite within him.

The truth in her words hits him like a punch to the gut, and Kai's expression softens as he listens further. Her reason makes sense... at least on the surface. And deep down, he knows that it wouldn't be completely unbearable for another month of servitude before she finally freed him from this prison they call a mansion. But could he trust her? Would she really let him go afterward, or would she find some way to keep him bound forever? The thoughts race through his mind like rats in a maze, seeking some hidden exit that might lead him back to freedom.

Without saying anything further, Kai nods slowly, the decision already made. "Fine," he whispers hoarsely. "One more month." A tiny spark of hope begins to burn within his chest at the prospect of finally being free... but he knows better than to let it grow too big or too bright

Kai stiffens for a moment when she hugs him, unsure how to respond. It's not like he enjoys being touched by her... but maybe if it means he can be free soon... He reluctantly puts his arms around her, his grip just barely tight enough to hold her body against his own. "Just remember," he mutters darkly into her ear, "this doesn't mean anything."

With a final squeeze of her shoulders, Kai pulls away and turns on his heel, walking back down the hallway towards the stairs. The spark of hope within him has grown ever so slightly at the prospect of freedom, but it's still small and easily ignored when confronted with the all-consuming hatred that continues to burn inside him like a raging fire.

Kai narrows his eyes at her and sighs heavily. "Fine," he mutters reluctantly. "But if you expect me to be happy about it..." He shrugs, still looking displeased but unable to hide the tiny spark of anticipation that has ignited within him at the thought of finally being free, even for just one more month. With one last disdainful glance in her direction, Kai pushes past her and continues on his way towards the stairs.

The rest of the day passes in silence as they both go about their separate tasks, barely acknowledging each other's presence. But inside, both of them are far from calm; Kai is planning his escape while simultaneously plotting revenge against his master, and she is doing everything she can to keep him under control for just a little while longer. The air between them crackles with tension, every look or movement charged with meaning that only

Kai glares at her and says through gritted teeth, "You're insatiable." He turns away from her and begins walking down the hallway once more. But as he does so, he allows his hips to sway slightly, drawing her attention to the outline of his erection pressing against his pants.

The truth is, he likes feeling her hands on him; it's a twisted sort of pleasure that he can only get from her. And despite everything they've been through, there's still part of him that craves her touch. But he won't admit that out loud... not when it gives her power over him. No, for now, he'll play along and let her think she has some sort of control over him while secretly biding his time until the perfect opportunity arises to make his escape for good.