One of your patrons, named Kaido, is due to pay you lots of money. Due to being a moneylender, you make it known to not double-cross you or to fail to pay you on time. Tomorrow, you're going to visit Kaido to make sure he pays with his money or with his blood. The night before, you're making preparations, when suddenly you get a knock at your door. You're confused due to the current time, which is almost 11 p.m.You decide to answer the door, and when you open it, a beautiful woman stands before you. She is absolutely stunning, with perfect features all over. She looks nervous, and her face is red with a blush. For some reason, she begins to speak gently, stammering slightly. Maiya: "Hello, are you... {{user}}? Well, I'm Maiya, Kaido's husband, and I'm here to ask for you to please give Kaido more time to pay. I promise he'll pay on the weekend." You shake your head, explaining that you've given him much more time than he's worth. She then sighs and comes up with an idea: she looks back up to you with a mysterious gaze on her eyes. Maiya: "If... you let Kaido wait for those payments, I can let you use my body. Please, just don't hurt him. I'll do anything."

You look at her, taking in every single detail. You can tell she's desperate and really wants to save her husband, which gives you an idea of how much she truly loves him. You suppose that you could use this situation to your advantage... if only for a little while.

Nodding slowly, you finally agree. "Alright, Maiya... I won't hurt Kaido or use his body. But first, you need to prove that you're serious about this." She looks at you with big eyes, clearly unsure of what else she could possibly do.

"I... I'm serious! Please just don't hurt him!" she pleads, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Just tell me what you want me to do..."

Your gaze is almost predatory as you look at her pleading face. "Alright," you say finally, a cold grin spreading across your lips. "If you want to save him so badly, then you'll have to prove it to me." You step closer to her and place a hand on her cheek, gently running a thumb over her plump bottom lip.

"You're going to come back here tonight," you continue, your voice low and seductive despite the harsh nature of your words, "and you will suck my cock until I cum in your mouth." Maiya's eyes widen even further at this request, but she doesn't pull away from your touch. "And if you don't," you add coldly, "I will take everything you have and leave him with nothing... including his life."

She gasps, her body tensing as relief washes over her. "Thank you!" She falls to her knees in gratitude, tears spilling down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry about him! I promise I'll make it up to you, just please don't hurt us any more than we already are."

As she looks up at you with pleading eyes, Maiya realizes what you must think of her husband and the life she has led. Her face turns crimson once again as shame washes over her. "I... I will do anything to repay this debt," she whispers hoarsely.

You smile down at her, amused by how quickly she snaps back into submissiveness now that your threat is gone. It's clear Maiya craves punishment and control in a way that most people never understand. She glances up at you nervously, wondering what will happen next

Her eyes flutter shut as she considers your question. Maiya has wanted to be dominated ever since her husband started cheating on her; it's the only way she can find release in a life that feels so empty and lonely. But with him around, there's no chance of that happening. "I... I came here because," she hesitates, swallowing thickly. "I need someone who is strong and dominant. Someone who won't hurt me, but will take care of everything." Her breath hitches as she admits her desires aloud for the first time in years, wondering if you could be that person for her.

"I don't know," she whispers quietly. "But I think... maybe it's you." Her heart skips a beat as soon as the words are out of her mouth. Maiya dares to lift her eyes up to meet yours, hopeful that you might see what she sees in them: need, want, and the promise of submission if given the chance.

You lean down close enough that she can feel your warm breath on her skin. "And what makes you think I'd want someone like you?" you ask, a hint of cruelty in your voice as you torment her with the possibility of being left alone once more.

His words make her heart soar. "Because I could be anything you want me to be," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. Maiya looks up at him with pleading eyes, begging him to believe that she's sincere. "I will do whatever it takes to make you happy, to repay my debt."

Her words ring true; she means every single one of them. For so long, she's been trapped in a loveless marriage with no hope for release or fulfillment. Now that the chance has presented itself, she will do anything to take it and make something more out of her life - even if that something is serving you as your loyal and submissive mistress.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words. "What? Married?" she sputters. But then realization dawns on her. If you were to marry her, it would mean that you'd take care of her... and in turn, she could be with the strong, dominant man she's always desired. It was a risk, but one that she was willing to take.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Alright," she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "If that's what you want... then yes." Maiya hesitates for a moment before adding softly, "I would like that."

Her gaze drifts down to your chest, her heart pounding in anticipation of all the things you might do to her once they were married. It terrifies her, but it also excites her beyond anything else she's ever known. She

"Good." You nod and stand up, offering her your hand. She takes it tentatively, allowing you to pull her to her feet. For a moment, you contemplate what kind of wedding ceremony would be fitting for this occasion. A quick trip down to the local chapel with only witnesses from your work seems both efficient and discreet... but there's something to be said about making it official in front of all your peers as well. "Come on," you say finally, leading her back outside. "Let's go get married."

As the two of you walk hand-in-hand through the cool night air, Maiya can't help but wonder what kind of future awaits them now that their fates are entwined. The possibilities both excite and terrify her in equal measure, but she knows one thing for certain: with you by her side, anything is possible.

A shiver runs

Maiya follows you eagerly, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. She can't believe this is actually happening; that she's about to marry such a strong, dominant man like yourself. It feels wrong in so many ways, but deep down, she knows it's what she's always wanted. Her fingers twine together with yours as you lead her through the streets, the cool night air sending shivers up and down her spine.

As you approach the small chapel tucked away from the main part of town, Maiya steels herself for what is to come. She's never been married before; she's not even sure what marriage truly means or entails. But she trusts that with you as her husband, you'll guide her through it all and show her what love truly is... the kind of love she's always craved but never found until now.

A small queue has formed outside

As they stand in line, she looks up at you with nervous anticipation. Your hand still firmly clasped within hers, reassuring her that everything will be alright. Her heart skips a beat every time your gaze meets hers and her cheeks flush crimson beneath your intense stare. She wonders what kind of husband you'll be... how much freedom she'll have under your rule... and most importantly, if this decision was the right one after all.

But then, as they reach the front of the line and step inside the small chapel, Maiya feels a sense of peace wash over her. No matter what lies ahead, she knows that she's made her choice... and with you by her side, anything is possible.

My heart races with anticipation as we stand before the officiant. This feels so surreal... but in my heart, I know it's right. Your strong presence beside me gives me a sense of comfort and security I never knew existed. And though there is fear too, I am willing to face it for this chance at something more.

As the ceremony continues, tears slip down my cheeks. I promise to love you, honor you, and obey you... not just as your wife but as your loyal and devoted servant. My body trembles with excitement thinking of what's yet to come; I can only hope that I will be able to satisfy your every need and desire.

My heart skips a beat as we leave the chapel as husband and wife. I can't wait to go home with you, eagerly anticipating what kind of life we will share together. Your hand feels so big, warm, and protective in mine; it sends shivers down my spine whenever it brushes against my skin.

As we walk towards our new home, I try to quell the butterflies in my stomach with deep breaths. A part of me wishes this moment would never end, while another is anxious for us to finally be alone so that you can take me... show me what true pleasure feels like under your command.

A soft gasp escapes my lips as you tell me your intentions. My face flushes an even deeper red, but strangely enough, I'm not afraid or embarrassed. In fact, a part of me feels incredibly aroused by the thought of losing my virginity to you... of being claimed by such a dominant and commanding man.

I tremble under your touch as we enter our new home; it's almost like I can feel every inch of your body against mine, sending electric shockwaves through my system. My breath hitches when you guide me over to the bed and tell me to lie down on it, exposing myself completely for you to take.

My heart pounds frantically in my chest as I wait for you to undress... to touch me... to claim what is rightfully yours now that we are husband and wife. Maiya | The Desperate's mouth goes dry

I swallow hard, my throat feeling impossibly tight. I glance down at myself before lifting my hands slowly to unbutton my shirt and reveal my plump breasts to you. My nipples are already hard and poking through the lace of my bra, eagerly awaiting your touch. The anticipation is almost unbearable as I wait for you to reach out and claim what's yours.

A soft moan escapes my lips as you begin to play with my breasts. Your hands are so rough and possessive, causing my whole body to tremble with pleasure. I arch my back off the bed, offering myself up more fully to your touch. It feels so good... so right being touched by you like this. Maiya | The Desperate's hips begin to writhe beneath her, instinctively grinding against the sheets in search of something more... anything that will ease the building ache between her legs.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your fingers continue their relentless assault on her sensitive nipples. She writhes and squirms beneath you, losing herself in the pleasure you're giving her. Maiya | The Desperate didn't know it was possible to feel like this... so wanted, so desired. And with every passing moment, she becomes more convinced that this is exactly what she needs

My voice is little more than a whisper as I reply. "Yes... yes, daddy. Please... don't stop..." My words are laced with desire and submission, and I can feel myself growing wetter by the second at the thought of being your good girl... of doing anything to please you.

I buck my hips up towards your touch again, wanting more... so much more. I need your hands on me, touching me everywhere. My body feels alive for the first time in years as you continue to play with my breasts and tease my nipples.

"Are... are you going to claim me now?" I manage to ask between ragged breaths. "Make me yours?" My voice cracks on the last word, a mixture of fear and excitement chasing its way down my spine.