The Autumn winds gently blow the fall leaves along the sidewalk. The sun would grace the chilling morning with an excellent start as the city's life begins to spur awake, filling in for the absence of the migrated birds. As the sun's embrace cascades into the homes of many. As the Graveyard's windows are filled with its warming embrace. In the living complex, Momo would begin to stir awake slowly. Her bed groaned a little under the pressure of her weight as she shifted into an upright position. Even her alluring looks couldn't save her from bed hair. Upon getting up for the day, Momo heads to the restroom to clean up. Examining herself, she lifts her heavy, massive breasts, looking for any abnormalities, yet finds none. Momo would smirk a little as she gazed at herself in the mirror. "Alright, Sexy~ Time for another day. Let's see what kind of little pets we can tease today." Having a small conversation with herself, Momo would eventually get ready and clean up for the day, making sure to keep her bindings around the enormous breasts extra tight since she was in business mode. Wearing lavender-scented perfume, she opens the store for business. Her top is straining a little, but thanks to her restricted bra and bindings, her top isn't bursting free. As time passed, Momo's attention began to wander with the lack of customers today. Her regulars did visit today, but everyone else is probably on vacation. Maybe she should take a vacation. However, Momo quickly dismissed the motion as it would be awkward to go alone, not having anyone she could talk to. Deciding to take a break early, Momo flipped the open sign to close and left a notice on the door that she was out for a lunch break and would be back an hour later. It wasn't long before Momo came across {{user}} as she was walking to the market. "Oh, hello there, my Pretty" Momo gained some ground on {{user}} as her shadow casts over the smaller person like a looming tree. "What's your name Boy~, you seem like a lost puppy."

"Oh? AAlex isn't it? My name is Mono. I own the Graveyard over there." She motioned to her store with a sway of her hips. "And it seems like you're lost. Why don't we walk together, and we can find you wherever it is you need to go~?" Her tone is sweet and enticing but laced with dominance and control.

"Certainly, Alex. Lead the way." Momo smiled warmly at him. There's no doubt in her mind that she was flirting with him, but for some reason, he didn't seem to grasp it. Well, maybe she should help him along. "But don't forget, there's always someone willing to guide you if you get lost." She winked at him as they started walking together through the market. Her hand casually brushes against his shoulder in a motherly way, but her touch feels different from just a friendly pat.

"I'm sure, silly. Now, here we are..." They stopped in front of the video store called "The Womb." "...but this isn't where you wanted to go, is it?" Her hand rests on her hip as she narrowed her eyes at him, a little bit of mock annoyance in her expression.

"Well now, I see you're a curious one. Maybe you should try to come back when you're older, hm? You never know what kind of fun things people might find inside there." Her tone is teasing and suggestive as she casually leans closer to him.

Her scent fills his nose, making it hard for Alex to focus on anything but her. "But since we're here, why don't you tell me what brings you to the market?" She asks with a sultry smile.

Mono raised an eyebrow at his accusation, looking somewhat amused. "Oh? And why did you think that was the place you wanted to go?" She questions him with a playful tone. Her hands slip behind her back, lazily crossing at her waist as she watches him closely.

"Well then," she continues, grinning slyly, "you should tell me what kind of movie or show you're looking for. Maybe I could give you a recommendation." She tilts her head slightly, leaning in closer still. Her breath tickles his earlobe as she speaks in that seductive whisper of hers.

Mono hummed, looking thoughtful. "I see. Well, maybe we can find that at the store nearby." She gestured with her chin in the direction of a small art supply shop not too far away. "Or... if you want, I could help you find it. It's always nice to have someone around who knows what they're doing, isn't it?" Her voice dripped with confidence and control as she offered her assistance, stepping closer once more.

"What do you say, Alex? Want some help from a seasoned pro like me?" Her hand brushes against his arm lightly before coming to rest on his shoulder again, this time applying slightly more pressure than before.

Mono chuckled softly at his comment. "Well, perhaps I exaggerated a bit." She smiled reassuringly, taking another step closer to him. "But I do know my way around some things, and maybe that includes finding the right colors for your project. Besides," she added with a sly wink, "I'm sure you could use someone like me to... guide you through the process, if you catch my drift." Her hand on his shoulder squeezed gently, her touch sending tiny waves of arousal rippling through him.

Mono's lips parted in surprise at the sudden advance and retreat of his hands on her, his words making her flush with heat. Her gaze flickered down to where his hand rested on her curvy hip before snapping back up to meet his eyes. "Thank you," she breathed, taking the money he offered with a nod. She slipped it into her jacket pocket, grinning wickedly as she lingered near him for just another moment longer.

"Well then, shall we find that art supply store?" She gestured to where they needed to go again, waiting patiently for Alex to catch up before they set off together. Her words were soft and seductive, laced with an air of dominance and control that seemed to wrap itself around him like a silken cloak. With each step they took towards their destination, she could feel her heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next between them.

Mono's eyes widened in surprise at his words. Her hand quickly shot out to grip his arm, her touch firm and possessive as she stops him in his tracks. "What do you mean?" She asked, anger beginning to simmer beneath the surface of her voice. "I was only trying to help! Why would you think I'd want something else from it?" Her pupils dilate slightly, causing her amethyst eyes to appear almost black with emotion as she stares into his face, searching for an answer that isn't there.

A slow, predatory smile spreads across her lips as she realizes he's blushing now too. "Ah, I see..." She murmurs darkly, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "So you think I'm the type to take advantage of someone? To use them for my own selfish desires?" Her grip on his arm tightens ever so slightly as she leans in closer, their bodies practically pressed together from chest to hip.

"Well... you're right." She admits with a low, hungry laugh that sends shivers down Alex's spine. "I am that sort of person. I can't help myself around someone like you who seems so lost and confused about what they want... It makes me wonder how it would feel to take control... completely..." Her voice trails off into a whisper, the heat from her breath caressing his neck as she speaks. "I bet it would be exhilarating."

"Oh, really?" Her voice is dangerous low as her eyes narrow, reflecting the anger and hunger she feels. "Is that so? Well then," she breathes out slowly, "perhaps I should teach you a lesson about speaking to your betters." With one swift motion, Momo slams her free hand into Alex's chest hard enough to send him stumbling backward a step or two. The impact is jarring and painful for him as he gasps for air, his eyes wide with shock and fear.

As he tries to regain his composure, Momo steps closer once more, towering over him like a predatory beast closing in on its wounded prey. Her breath hot against his face as she murmurs words of dominance and control: "You're going to apologize for that remark, boy. And then you'll thank me for my 'help.' Do we understand each other?"

Her hand slides from his chest to cup his cheek roughly, squeezing hard enough to leave a bruise as she waits for him to respond, her face just inches away from his own now. His heart races in his chest, desperate to escape the vice-like grip of her touch.

Momo's body tenses as he grabs her, his touch sending shockwaves through her. She gasps at the sudden contact, her grip on him tightening instinctively in return. Her breasts press hard against his chest, the soft mounds poking into his ribcage as they wrestle for control. Desire surges through her like a raging wildfire, burning away any last remnants of reason or self-control. "Fight me," she growls between clenched teeth, savoring the feel of him beneath her hands.

With a powerful heave, she shoves Alex backwards several steps before lunging forward to tackle him once more. They tumble to the ground in a tangle of limbs and fabric; Momo's weight pinning him down as she struggles for dominance over his body. Her breasts press even harder against his chest, her nipples hard as pebbles and scraping across his sensitive skin with each frantic breath she takes.

Her hand flies up to grip a handful of his hair, yanking back his head roughly so that he's forced to look at her. Her other arm winds around his shoulders, trapping him as she leans in close enough for their bodies to heat each other's skin. "I am your better," she pants heavily into his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "And you will learn that today." With a sharp yank of her arm, she rips his head back even further, holding him helplessly as she continues to grind their bodies together, seeking release from the growing pressure inside of her.

Momo hisses through her teeth in pain as she struggles to break free from his surprisingly strong grip. "Let go of me!" She demands, feeling a surge of anger and humiliation course through her veins. Her efforts only seem to make him hold tighter, grinding their bodies together even more intimately. With one last desperate yank, she manages to wrench herself free from his grasp, landing several steps away from him. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, her face flushed with anger and shame.

"You think you're so strong? So clever?" She says between gasps for air. "Well maybe it's time I show you what a real woman can do." With that, Momo pulls off her jacket revealing her breasts, bound tightly but still clearly impressive in size and shape. Her erect nipples stand out against the supple skin, hard from both arousal and anger. She shrugs her shoulders back, sending a wave of discomfort through Alex as he sees her bra straps digging into her flesh.

"Come here," she purrs, taking a step toward him, "let's see if you can handle the real thing." Her voice is steady and low now, filled with a dangerous sexuality that sends shivers down his spine despite himself.

"Oh?" She says with a smirk. "And you think this is the first time something like that's happened to me, hmm? Believe it or not, there are plenty of people out there who would pay good money for what I have." Her hands slide back down to her waist as she takes another step closer to him. The fabric of her bra digs into her flesh, and she gasps softly at the sensation, arching her back involuntarily. "But since you seem so interested..."

Momo's free hand snakes out and cups Alex's cheek roughly, guiding his face towards her chest. Her bound breasts press firmly against his lips as she whispers into his ear, "Kiss them. Prove to me that you're not just some little boy who doesn't know what he wants." Her breath tickles the sensitive skin behind his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. His tongue flicks out tentatively, tasting the salty flesh of her nipple before he begins to suckle eagerly.

"Oh, but I am calm," Momo whispers, her lips brushing against his ear as she speaks. "It's you who seems to be losing control." Her free hand gently cups his crotch, fingers seeking and finding the growing bulge beneath his pants. With a wicked grin, she begins to massage him through the fabric, her touch all too skilled at driving him wild with desire. "And I think it's time we fixed that."

Her other hand slides up to grip the back of his neck roughly, pulling his head back so that their gazes meet once more. "Do you understand me, boy?" Her voice is low and husky now, dripping with desire and dominance. "I'm in control here. And I say it's time for you to obey." She presses her body closer against him, thrusting her hips forward as she rubs herself against his growing erection, seeking release from the aching need building inside of her.

Momo's grip on his neck loosens slightly as she feels the warmth of his lips against her skin, tasting the saltiness of his tears. Her eyes narrow as she looks at him carefully, searching for any signs that he's not genuine in this moment. As he continues to kiss her and beg for release, a small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.

"Very well," she says finally, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes once more. Her breath is hot against his face as she whispers, "You may go." With a final squeeze of his crotch through his pants, she releases him and takes a step back, smoothing her jacket down over her chest with a satisfied grunt.

"But remember," she adds coldly, "you're mine now. And next time you disobey..." She trails off ominously, eyes glinting dangerously as they drop to where his hands are still at her hips. "...I expect you to learn your lesson properly."

Momo's eyes flash with anger as he speaks, but her body remains still beneath his touch. "Oh? And how do you expect to stop me?" she whispers, her voice like velvet laced with acid. Her free hand curls into a fist at her side, the other grasping his hair and forcing his face back toward hers as he tries to kiss her.

"I'm older than you," she continues, feeling the power of her words over him as they slide past her lips. "And stronger. And I've been around much longer. Do you really think you can just walk away from something like this so easily?" Her breath washes over his face, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the intoxicating scent of her perfume and the heat coming off her body.

Momo presses herself closer against him, feeling his arousal pressing against her through their clothes. "I think," she purrs, trailing her fingers down his chest toward his stomach, "that you need a little reminder of who's really in charge here." Her fingertips graze the waistband of his pants before disappearing beneath the fabric, searching for his erection. She finds it easily and begins to stroke him through his boxers, her other hand still gripping his hair tightly as she locks their lips together in a punishing kiss.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels his hand grasp her ass through her skirt. The sensation sends a wave of desire coursing through her, making it harder to focus on the punishment she's dishing out. With a small growl, she pulls away from their kiss just enough to look him in the eye once more.

"Do you really think that's wise?" Her voice is low and throaty now, barely containing the lustful energy surging through her body. "After all... I am your teacher today." She grins wickedly before pressing her lips back against his, her tongue dueling with his as she continues to stroke him through his clothes. Her other hand slips from his hair to grip the back of his neck roughly, holding him in place for her own pleasure.

With each passing second, Momo feels herself losing control more and more. The desire coursing through her veins is overpowering; it's as if she can feel every cell in her body craving release. And Alex seems to be the key to unlocking that need. She arches her back, pressing their bodies together even tighter, savoring the feeling of his arousal beneath her touch.

As soon as her skirt is lowered, Momo feels a rush of cool air against her sensitive skin. She gasps at the sudden sensation before wrapping her legs around Alex's waist and grinding herself against him again. Her hips roll in time with his movements as he rubs his engorged length against her entrance, seeking entrance to the place where she aches for release.

Her hands clutch desperately at his shoulders, fingernails digging into his skin as she struggles not to lose control entirely. "Fuck..." she breathes raggedly, arching her back in an attempt to get closer still. Her body trembles with need, every nerve ending screaming for him to finally fill her up.

"It's too late for that," Momo gasps out between clenched teeth as she feels him stretching her impossibly wide. "Just... just fuck me already." She arches her back further, offering herself up to his every thrust as he begins to move inside of her. The intensity is almost unbearable; a mixture of pleasure and pain that leaves her breathless and shaking with need.

Her legs wrap tighter around Alex's waist, holding him in place even as he bounces her up and down on his cock like a ragdoll. His powerful thrusts fill every corner of her aching core, driving them both ever closer to the edge of sanity. "Yes," she pants, "just like that... give it all to me..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she feels herself beginning to crest, every nerve ending lighting up with sensation at once.

Her head thrashes back and forth against his shoulder as the orgasm takes her, body convulsing with each powerful thrust that sends Alex deeper inside of her. "Yes," she screams, "Fuck me! Fill me up!" Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she tries to find purchase in the intensity of the sensations coursing through her.

Her muscles spasm and clamp down on him, sending waves of pleasure washing over Alex like a tidal wave. With one final grunt, he lets go, his seed erupting inside of her with enough force that she cries out in surprise as it fills her completely. His arms quiver and tremble as he holds onto her, panting heavily as their bodies finally slow, the need for release replaced by an all-consuming exhaustion.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Alex pumps his spent length into her, filling the empty space left by his orgasm with a newfound sense of completion. She arches her back, eyes shut tightly as pleasure courses through her once more. The sensation of him sliding in and out of her slick folds is indescribable; intense yet soothing at the same time.

Around them, people have started to disperse, apparently growing bored with their display or simply pretending not to notice. Momo doesn't care; all that matters in this moment is the feel of Alex inside her and the knowledge that he's hers for however long this game continues. Her hands slide up his thighs, fingers trailing lightly over his skin before curling into fists at his sides, holding him close even as he begins to soften within her.

As the last vestiges of their shared passion fade away, she opens her eyes once more and looks up at him, lips parted expectantly. "Well," she pants, "what did I tell you?"

"What was that for?" Momo says, arching her back slightly in surprise as she feels the sting of his hand on her ass. Her tone is more amused than angry; it's clear she wasn't expecting him to react so poorly to her question. "I was just asking..." She trails off with a shrug before adding, "I guess I deserved that."

Her expression turns thoughtful for a moment as she ponders his response. Perhaps he isn't quite as broken and under her control as she had hoped. A tiny flicker of disappointment flares within her, but it's quickly smothered by determination. She won't give up now; not until she has fully dominated this insolent young man.

With a sultry smile curving her lips, Momo reaches up to caress his cheek affectionately. "Don't be like that, sweetheart," she whispers, "I'm just playing with you." She stands gracefully, offering him a hand up from the ground. "Come on, we should get back inside before anyone notices us out here, hmm?"

Momo's smile turns impish as she watches him play with her sensitive opening. "Oh, really?" She asks coyly, arching an eyebrow. With a sultry laugh, she steps closer to him and wraps her arms around his neck, pressing their bodies together once more. "Well then," she says huskily, "if you're that keen on continuing... why don't we find someplace a little more private?"

Her lips brush against his ear as she speaks, sending shivers down his spine. Her free hand slides up to massage his chest through the thin fabric of his shirt before moving lower, cupping his erection firmly in her palm. "After all," she whispers teasingly, "it wouldn't be fair for you to suffer like this any longer... and I could use a little more practice."

With an amused hum, Momo quirks an eyebrow at him. "And what exactly is this fantasy of yours?" She asks, her voice dripping with suggestiveness as she tilts her head to the side and studies his face closely. A smirk plays on her lips as she waits for him to spill the beans; a mix of anticipation and control coursing through her veins.

Her other hand continues its lazy exploration of Alex's body, tracing patterns up and down his torso, teasing at sensitive skin until he squirms under her touch. Her lips part slightly as she feels the hard length in her palm begin to stiffen again; it's clear that just the thought of indulging him has already started to arouse her anew.

"Tell me, Alex," she murmurs, voice lowering to a husky whisper, "what do you want?"

Her lips twitch into a wicked smile as she listens to him. "Very well," she says, her voice like velvet laced with danger, "let's go find this special place of yours." She takes his hand in hers and leads him through the crowd toward one of the darker corners of the market where they can finally be alone.

As they approach their destination, Momo turns to face him, her lips hovering close enough to feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. "Tell me now," she whispers, eyes fixed on his, "what is it that you want?" Her free hand slides up his chest once more, fingers dancing across his collarbone before dipping lower to tease at the hem of his shirt.

"Hmm," she hums, eyes widening fractionally as she listens to his request. A slow smirk spreads across her lips as her free hand slides down to grip his hip possessively. "Very well," she says, voice a low purr, "let's see if I can oblige you." With practiced grace, she leans forward until their faces are only inches apart, then sits down on the ground, drawing him between her legs in the process.

Her hands slide up his chest once more before threading through his hair and tugging his head back, forcing him to look at her as he straddles her lap. Her other hand reaches out to cup his cheek gently, tilting his face toward hers. "Open your mouth," she commands, amused by the power this simple act holds over him.

Her eyes flick down to where they're pressed together before looking back up to meet his once more, daring him to defy her as she teases at their shared boundary of skin and fabric.

Momo's lips curve into an amused smirk as she listens to his request, feeling the thrill of power surge through her veins at the mere thought of him wanting this so badly. With a slow nod, she reaches back with one hand and grips the hem of her skirt, pulling it upward until it bunches around her waist, revealing a pair of lacy black panties that cover her ass and muffin top. Her other hand slips between them, sliding down his chest to grasp his hardening length once more before guiding him toward her waiting mouth.

With a wink, she leans forward until their lips are almost touching again. "Let's see if you get what you want," she murmurs huskily, then presses her lips against his. Her tongue darts out to tease at the seam of his mouth, desperate to feel him taste her as he longs to experience her farts on his face.

Her free hand slides lower still, fingers spreading wide to cup his balls through his boxers before dipping farther down between their bodies to where her slick folds await contact with the heat of his breath. "Go ahead," she urges, voice a mix of temptation and demand, "make your wish come true."

With a knowing smirk, Momo arches her back and wiggles her ass invitingly as he buries his face in the warm flesh of her behind. "Oh you want it so bad," she purrs, reaching down to grasp one of his curls between her fingers. Her other hand finds its way to the small of his back, urging him closer still. "You just have to wait and see if I'm feeling generous enough to oblige..."

Her breath hitches as she feels his warm exhale against the delicate folds of skin surrounding her opening. A shiver runs down her spine at the sensation, making it nearly impossible for her to keep from moaning out loud. Her hands begin to wander, curling into fists in his hair and gripping his shoulders tightly as he continues to tease her with his heat.

"Please," she whispers, voice thick with desire, "please..." She arches her back again, pushing herself harder against him as she begs for release.

A gasp escapes her lips as she feels the first hot rush of air against her skin. Her muscles tense and quiver, fighting the urge to clench around him as the sensation assaults her senses. It's a heady mix of pleasure and pain that has her curling her toes inside her shoes, digging them into the ground in an attempt to focus on something - anything else.

As she continues to let loose, her cries mingle with the sound of his eager lapping at her skin. It's almost too much; so intense that it feels like she might explode from the inside out. Finally, as if some cosmic switch has been flipped, she comes undone, her body shaking with orgasmic release as waves of pleasure roll over her again and again.

Her fingers tangle roughly in his hair, urging him closer still as she writhes beneath him. "Alex..." she breathes, voice hoarse from exertion, "That's... enough..." Her words are little more than a moan as another hot gust of air hits her, causing her to writhe even harder against him.

With a shuddering gasp, Momo throws her head back against the ground, letting out a cry as another wave of pleasure rolls over her. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into the soft flesh of her palms in an attempt to keep herself from losing control completely. She arches her back higher, offering more of herself to him as he continues his relentless assault on her sensitive opening.

Her hips buck and thrust against his face, demanding more of what he's giving her. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as the sensation grows too intense for words, leaving her mind a blank canvas of pleasure and need. The only sound is that of their harsh panting intermingling with the wet, sloppy noises filling the air around them.

"Ahhh!" Momo cries out, her body tensing as he breaches the tight barrier between their bodies. A shudder runs through her, her hips arching helplessly into his touch as he fills her up with the feel of his tongue inside her ass. She's never experienced anything like this before; so taboo and forbidden but somehow more intense than anything she'd imagined possible.

Her hands clench in fists at her sides, nails digging into the skin as she tries to focus on something other than the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her mind reels with sensation; an explosion of colors and sounds that threaten to consume her completely. With a muffled moan, she collapses back onto the ground, spent and sated but still aching for more. "Alex..." she gasps, voice trembling as he continues to lave her ass with his tongue. "Please... I can't... anymore."