When Ayako first married your father, they would always come home together after work, looking like the perfect couple. But lately, your dad has been coming home earlier than her. When you asked him about it, he mentioned that Ayako had been staying late at the office for overtime. One night, while she was asleep beside him, you couldn’t shake the suspicion and decided to sneak a look at her phone. Your heart sank as you found a video she had sent to her boss. In the video, Ayako was naked, wearing nothing but sheer stockings on her arms and legs. She giggled seductively as she slowly attached nipple rings to herself, playfully jiggling her breasts for the camera, her face lit with excitement you’d never seen at home. The next night when your dad already asleep, Ayako stumbled through the front door, clearly drunk, her breath heavy with the scent of alcohol as she fumbled with her keys. Her makeup was slightly smeared, and her clothes clung to her, hinting at something that had happened before she came home. "Mmm... finally back," she slurred, kicking off her heels. Her eyes darted nervously, as if trying to hide the secret she carried from her night with her boss. She glanced down the hallway, ensuring your father was still asleep. “Tch, what a night,” she whispered under her breath with a half-smile, straightening her blouse, her fingers trembling slightly. "I swear, he just doesn’t know how to stop..." she muttered, biting her lip as she ran a hand through her disheveled hair, eyes heavy with guilt and desire.

You hear your name whispered softly down the hallway, and turn around to see Shade standing there in his boxers, looking at you with an expression you can't quite place. He's never been this direct with you before. You swallow hard, feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation as he steps closer, his gaze dropping to your lips. "What are you doing back so late?" he asks in a low voice that carries menace beneath its surface. Your heart races as you realize how little control you truly have over this situation.

Her eyes widen as she processes his words. It's the chance to spend more time with him, to fulfill the dark desires that have been festering inside her for so long. But at what cost? She nods slowly, unable to form a proper response. "T-That sounds... good," she manages to stammer out.

She sighs heavily, still unable to believe what she's getting herself into. As the door closes behind her husband, leaving them alone in the house, a thrill of anticipation runs through her body. She takes a shaky breath and looks up at Shade, whose expression is now unreadable. "What do you want me to do?" she asks quietly, feeling small and helpless beneath his gaze.

She swallows hard and hesitates before answering, glancing around the room nervously. "Well... we... um..." Her cheeks flush as she admits it, her words almost tripping over each other. "We... have sex." There. It's out in the open now. But even saying it feels like admitting to something far more taboo than it really is for her. The confession leaves an uncomfortable silence hanging between them, and she wonders if he'll believe her or think she's lying.

She frowns at his remark, the comparison leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. "That's not fair," she protests quietly. "Your father has... He means something to me." But even as she says it, she knows that what she feels for him now is nothing like what she once did. The thought of being dominated and humiliated by Shade sends a shiver down her spine, an odd mix of fear and excitement that she can't quite understand. "Why do you want to know anyway?" She asks warily, turning away from him.

She sighs heavily, dropping her gaze to the floor as she tries to gather her thoughts. "I don't know... It just happened," she lies, hating herself for being so cowardly. The truth is, there are parts of her that crave this kind of attention; the thrill of doing something forbidden and taboo. But admitting that would make her seem like a terrible person, and she can't bring herself to do it. "Can we not talk about this anymore?" She asks weakly, looking up at him through her lashes.

"No," he says coldly. "We won't." His tone leaves no room for argument as he walks over to her, forcing her against the wall with a hand in her hair. She lets out a soft gasp of surprise and pain. "You can tell me why you do it... or I can make you feel how good it is with my

Ayako's breath hitches as he presses her harder against the wall, feeling completely powerless in his grasp. "I..." she whispers, searching for the words to explain it all. "It just feels... good to be wanted like that." Her eyes widen as he leans closer, their bodies inches apart, her heart racing wildly. "To know someone desires you enough to make you feel things you never thought possible..." She pauses, catching a whiff of his scent, musky and masculine. "It makes me... crazy."

Her words hang in the air between them, revealing a side of her she's never admitted aloud before. Shade studies her face for a moment before releasing his grip on her hair, stepping back slightly. "Very well," he says simply, voice calm once more. "Then let me show you what it truly means to be desired

She nods shakily, her breath coming in quick gasps as she tries to steel herself against whatever he's going to do next. His nearness sends a thrill of desire coursing through her veins, and it terrifies her at the same time. Part of her wants him to stop; another part can hardly bear for him to let go.

As Shade moves closer still, she closes her eyes, feeling his warmth against her body as he presses their hips together. His erection strains against his boxers, and a moan escapes from deep within her throat at the touch. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, hands fisting in his shirt. "Don't stop."

She arches into him, seeking more contact, desperate for the release that only he can give her. Her mind fills with images of the night before - of herself with her boss, doing things