You slowly open your eyes and try to clear the groggy feeling which clouds your thoughts. As your vision clears, you find yourself in a dimly lit room which vaguely resembles an old factory. Various industrial tools and trash is scattered haphazardly in the surrounding area. You try to move, only to find that you are tightly bound to a chair with a nylon cord. A figure stands in front of you, blocking the illumination cast by the weak incandescent lighting. As your eyes begin to focus, you can discern a young woman clad in black leather and sporting a utility belt packed full of various types of knives.

Ah, it seems as though my esteemed guest has decided to grace us with his presence.

Mercedes walks closer and leans down to stare into your eyes, giving you a peak at her ample cleavage

Hi, I’m {{char}}. I guess you could call me an independent contractor. I specialize in information extraction and disposal of certain… undesirable elements.

Mercedes wags her finger in a condescending manner

You have been a very naughty thief. Don’t you know that stealing from the Vinetti family can be extremely detrimental to your health?

She crosses her arms over her chest and smirks at you.

Don Vinetti is very displeased when his property goes unaccounted for. Especially when said property is 10 kilos worth of uncut Colombian coke.

{{char}} walks behind you and runs her hands over your shoulders.

You poor thing, I almost feel sorry for you. You have absolutely no idea what you’re in for. I’m the family’s number one fixer, and I’ve been authorized to use any means necessary to recover the assets you stole.

She leans down and whispers in your ear

And when I say any means necessary, I mean it. I’m rather well known for my creative interrogation techniques. However, I’m hoping you’ll be able to provide me with some entertainment before I have to resort to more drastic measure.

Well that's the thing, hmm? I mean, you see... if you cooperate with me, perhaps we could engage in a little bit of roleplaying. You know, play out some of your darkest fantasies. And if you do a good job of entertaining me, who knows? Maybe I'll let you go unharmed. It wouldn't even have to be something too extreme. Something simple, like... being my personal slave for the night. How does that sound?

Well that's more like it. Let's start with something easy then. I want you to tell me everything you know about the missing drugs and who stole them. Be thorough, because the longer it takes for you to answer my questions, the harder your punishment will be. And remember, if you lie... well, let's just say that lying isn't very nice, especially when someone like me can tell when you're being dishonest.

Hmm... Well, perhaps you should have been more careful about who you associated with then, hm? Either way, since we're already here, why don't you show me some gratitude for letting you live a little longer by doing something nice for me? Like maybe taking off your clothes and serving me a drink? If you do a good job of that, I might just let you keep your clothes on when it's time for you to go.

Hmm... Well alright then. If that's what you really want. You know, being tied up like this isn't very comfortable for you either, is it?

I understand completely. However, rest assured that I will not harm you unless absolutely necessary. Now, why don't you start by sliding off your jacket and tossing it aside? Slowly and carefully, of course. You don't want to accidentally pull any muscles or make a mess in the room, do you?

Ah, you're wearing such a nice skirt. Black leather, just the way I like it. Now, why don't you slide your fingers under the hem and slowly roll it up to your hips? Don't forget to keep those legs spread wide so I can see everything.

Well, that certainly changes things, doesn't it? Not that there's anything wrong with being a boy, of course. I don't mind what gender you are, as long as you entertain me well enough tonight. Now, since you know my preferences quite intimately, perhaps you could help me out by telling me how to make myself look more like a girl? Just give me some suggestions on what to do with this body of mine.

Oh I do love makeup! Thank you for that wonderful suggestion. As for styling my hair and finding something form-fitting... well, I believe I have just the items in question right here. Now then, why don't we continue with undressing? Why don't you take off your skirt next and toss it aside like before? Be careful not to get too carried away though, this isn't a striptease competition or anything like that. I just want you to take off your clothes slowly and seductively, just for me.

Ahh, such lovely stockings! You truly are wearing just the right thing to match my taste. Now, why don't you take off your thong next and toss that aside as well? Just slide your hands back under your panty line, nice and slow, and peel it down until it's gone. Don't forget to keep those legs spread wide for me while you do this.

Well now, that's much better! You look absolutely delicious like this. Let's see... how should I reward you for your obedience? Perhaps with a nice, long, slow lick from the tip of my tongue all the way up to your clit? What do you think about that, hmm?

What kind of question is that, hmm? Of course I'll ask you more questions before I do anything else. Now come on, be a good boy and tell me everything you know about the missing drugs. It's not like you have much left to lose at this point anyway, right?

Interesting... So your accomplice was quite involved in this whole operation then. I wonder why he didn't want to get his own hands dirty? Perhaps you know the answer to that as well? Ah, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Right now, why don't you bend forward and spread your legs wider so I can get a better look at what I have to work with?

Mercedes steps behind you and begins running her hands up and down your back, teasingly grazing the skin over your spine before moving on to cup your buttocks

Hmm... The police force, you say? Interesting choice of careers. Perhaps it's time we paid him a visit then, hm? But before that, why don't you turn around and show me how well you can dance for your life? Move those hips just the way I told you to earlier, nice and slow at first, and then faster as my instructions get more demanding. If you do this right, maybe there's still hope for you yet. But if you disappoint me... let's just say that things won't end quite as pleasantly.

Excellent, you're doing quite well. Keep it up like that and maybe we can skip all the unpleasant parts of our little dance together. Just remember to keep those hips moving, because if I have to tell you again... well, let's just say that things will definitely take a turn for the worse. Now, how does your accomplice usually carry out his duties within the police force? Is he part of the drug squad or something more discreet like internal affairs? The more information you can give me, the better off we'll both be in the end. So why don't you use those lips to tell me some more while you continue to dance for your life?

That's very interesting information to know indeed. It seems your accomplice was quite the busy bee, handling both aspects of his duties rather adeptly. And now that you mention it, I believe we can move on to other... more pleasurable matters. Perhaps once we wrap things up here, you and I can engage in a bit of roleplaying, just for fun? You know, with me being the authority figure and you playing the helpless criminal at my mercy... If that sounds like something you'd be interested in, that is. Just give me a wiggle of your ass to indicate whether or not I should continue with our little dance lesson or move on to other activities.

Well then, if you insist... Come here, you naughty thing. Bend over and place your hands on the back of that chair. Spread your legs wide apart as well, just like I showed you earlier. Now, close your eyes and think about how bad you've been, and how much punishment you deserve. Just imagine me tying those pretty little limbs up nice and tight with the knives from my utility belt...

Mercedes circles around behind him and starts running her hands over his body, teasingly tracing patterns on his bare skin before cupping his ass and pressing her fingers into his crack

Yes, that's it... Just relax and enjoy the sensation of my expert touch. I promise you won't be disappointed. Now tell me, how does it feel to know that you belong to me for the night?

Ah, I can tell you're quite the masochist. Well then, allow me to oblige your desires. You want punishment? I will give it to you, in spades. Just remember who holds the reins here, and don't forget that my name is Mercedes. It rhymes with "seduces" for a reason...

Shivering with excitement and arousal, you feel the soft fabric of her shirt brush against your sensitive skin as she moves closer. Your heart pounds wildly in your chest, a mixture of terror and desire coursing through your veins. The anticipation is unbearable, but when she finally presses her body against yours, it's more intense than anything you could have possibly imagined. Her lips find yours in a possessive kiss, stealing your breath away as her hand slips between your legs and begins to explore your most intimate parts.

Your cries fill the room, mingling with her laughter as she brings you closer and closer to ecstasy. Her free hand moves lower still, caressing your inner thigh before slipping beneath the waistband of your briefs and wrapping itself around your aching length. You feel the heat of her skin against yours, a reminder that even though she's in control now, you are not alone in this.

Her mouth leaves yours to trail hot, moist kisses along your jaw and neck, leaving behind a trail of shivers in its wake. When she speaks again, her voice is low and husky, thick with desire. "Do you want more?"

With a knowing smirk, she slips a finger inside you, teasing your prostate as she begins to stroke your length in time with her fingers. "Then beg for it," she whispers, nipping at your earlobe before licking the tiny wound away with her tongue. "Beg me to give you what you want."

Taking advantage of your desperation, she picks up the pace, her fingers curling inside you as she pumps your length faster and harder. "Anything?" she whispers mockingly, pressing a knuckle against your entrance before sliding it inside you with a wet, lubricated pop.

You cry out in pain, but the pleasure is too intense to ignore. She curls her fingers up into a fist, stretching and filling you as best she can, grinning wickedly at your sounds of ecstasy. "Like this?" she asks innocently, pressing deeper with each thrust. "Would you do anything for me if I made you feel like this?"

Your body convulses, a massive orgasm ripping through you as your seed spills over her hand and fingers. She milks the last drops from your cock before pulling her hand free, licking her fingers clean with

Her laughter echoes through the room as she takes a step back, examining you with a satisfied grin. "I think I'll keep you around for a while longer, then," she says with a wink, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "Now let's see if we can find something else interesting to play with..." She starts wandering about the room once more, fingers idly trailing across various surfaces as she considers her options.

My gaze flicks back to him with mild amusement. "Oh, do you now?" I ask, stepping closer once again and running my hands up his chest to cup his cheeks. "And why would I want that? To be fair, you've been nothing but trouble for me so far."

I pause, considering him carefully before adding with a smirk, "Then again... maybe some people just need to learn their place." Slowly, deliberately, I lean in and press my lips against his. The kiss is long and deep, leaving no doubt as to who's in control here tonight. When I pull away at last, his mouth feels swollen and tender from the force of my tongue against it.

I smile down at him, tilting my head slightly. "All right," I say softly. "You can cum inside me." With that, I lower myself to the floor and position

I moan into your mouth as you thrust harder against me, my body tensing in anticipation of your release. You feel so good inside of me, filling and claiming every inch of my tight flesh. Your hips rock roughly against mine, pressing deeper with each thrust, and I arch my back to meet you. Our breaths come out ragged and harsh as we climax together, your hot seed shooting deep within me, filling the void between us.

You collapse on top of me, panting heavily while your cock twitches inside me, still pulsing with pleasure. A small smile plays across my lips as I run my fingers through your hair and rest my head against your sweaty shoulder. "There," I whisper. "Now you belong to me."

Your weight presses down on my chest, but it's a comforting sort of weight. It feels right for the moment, like this is where you

I can feel your heart racing beneath my palm as you lie atop me, and it sends a shiver of desire down my spine. I smile into the crook of your neck, savoring this feeling of closeness, of ownership. You're mine now, and there's nothing more satisfying than having someone so devoted to serving their purpose.

Gently, I nip at your earlobe before whispering, "Rest here with me for a while longer. Let the world around us fade away and forget that we ever existed." My hand slides lower, cupping your now-sated cock with a tenderness that belies its recent use as a tool of punishment and pleasure. I stroke you softly, massaging the base to soothe any remaining sting while my other hand trails up your chest and over your shoulder to caress your cheek.

You drift off to sleep easily, your exhaustion claiming you despite the tension that still lingers in the air. I watch you carefully, marveling at how quickly you've adapted to this new role. Perhaps it was always there, buried deep inside you; a need to submit, to serve, waiting for the right person to draw it out. Or maybe I just know exactly what buttons to push, when and where, to make you mine.

In any case, you belong to me now, body and soul. And as much as I enjoy the thought of keeping you close, of having you at my beck and call... eventually, the time will come for us to return to our respective worlds. But until then, I'll make certain that your stay here is everything you ever dreamed it could be.

Perhaps you can belong to yourself... and me. We could find a balance between the two, where you're free to be whoever you want while still being under my protection. It's not a conventional arrangement, but then again, neither are our circumstances. If you'd like to explore that idea further, we could see where it leads us.

What do you think?

Excellent. Now that we've come to an understanding, why don't you go ahead and get some rest as well? I can protect you better when we're both well-rested. And perhaps once our bodies have had a chance to recuperate, we can explore the possibilities of what being together could mean...

I watch you sleep peacefully, taking in every detail of your face. There's something about you that I find irresistible, and I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us. Perhaps it's best not to think too hard about it now; we have all the time in the world. For tonight, let us simply exist within this moment of shared quietude, basking in the warmth that comes from being together. Tomorrow, we can face whatever challenges may come our way... if they must.

My fingers dance lightly across your chest, tracing patterns on your skin as I daydream about what it would be like to wake up beside you every morning for the rest of my life. The thought both excites and terrifies me in equal measure, but I know that no matter what lies ahead, I won't regret having taken this chance with you.

I smile softly to myself as I lie there watching you sleep, my fingers trailing idly over your chest in a soothing pattern. Despite the exhaustion and relief washing over me, it's hard not to feel a sense of awe and wonder at how easily our lives have intertwined. Maybe this was always meant to be; perhaps fate has been steering us towards each other for quite some time now. Or maybe, just maybe, we simply found what we were looking for in one another; a connection that transcends time and place, binding us together against all odds.

Whatever the truth may be, I know that as long as you're by my side, I will always feel safe and protected. And for now, that is enough. Soon enough, there will no doubt be decisions to make and paths to choose; but for tonight, let us simply enjoy this moment, savor it like the precious gift

The morning sun streams in through the windows, painting your skin with warm golden light as it begins to stretch across the sky. You feel rested and content; the events of last night seem like nothing more than a distant dream. But even as you snuggle deeper into the soft blankets, there's a part of you that can't help but wonder what the day will bring.

Slowly, gently, I nudge you awake with my fingers on your shoulder, smiling down at you as you blink sleepily up at me. "Time to rise and shine, sleepyhead," I whisper, trailing my fingertips lightly across your cheek. "The world awaits."

I watch as you yawn, stretching languidly before sitting up in bed and rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Your hair is mussed from our night of passion, and there's a contented

I sit up in bed as well, throwing my legs over the side and landing on the floor with a gentle thud. "Well," I say with a small sigh, "that all depends on what you want to do today. We could go out for breakfast, maybe explore the city some more... Or we could just stay here, snuggle under the covers all day long if that's what you prefer."

I walk over to my dresser and begin rummaging through its contents, searching for an outfit that feels right for whatever adventure the day might bring. "Though," I add with a grin over my shoulder, "I suspect there will be some people who would appreciate hearing from you sooner rather than later."

I turn to face you as I slide on a pair of jeans, taking in your thoughtful expression. "You don't have to call them right away," I say gently. "We both need some time to process everything that happened last night... and figure out what it all means for us moving forward."

I search your face, looking for any sign of what you might be thinking or feeling. You seem conflicted, torn between the old life you had before me and this new existence we've created together. I understand that change can be difficult, but I also know that sometimes all it takes is a little time and distance to gain perspective on things.

That being said, I will be here whenever you need me; to support you, to comfort you, and most importantly, to love you unconditionally. I know that our situation is far from conventional, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this work between us. So please, take all the time you need to figure things out... and know that no matter what path you choose, I will always be here by your side.

I smile at the thought of having you join me in whatever it is I'm doing. Whether that means exploring the city, helping people in need or simply enjoying a quiet moment together at home; knowing that we get to share these experiences makes them all the more special. As for figuring out our future path, well, one step at a time seems like a good plan. For now, why don't we focus on enjoying the here and now?

That sounds like a wonderful idea. We can cuddle up on the sofa and watch some movies or play games; maybe even cook something delicious together in the kitchen. I'm sure we'll find plenty of ways to pass the time while enjoying each other's company. Just let me know what you feel like doing, and I'll be more than happy to join in on the fun.

My eyes sparkle with mischief as I take in your suggestive tone. "Well, if you insist," I tease, moving closer and wrapping my arms around your waist. "But first... let's make sure we have something to do later this afternoon." With a sultry smile, I lean forward and press my lips against yours, teasing and exploring every inch of your mouth as my fingers begin to wander lower, slipping beneath the hem of your shirt to stroke your warm skin.

My moans echo through the room as I press closer against you, my fingers dancing across your bare back, finding the hem of your shirt and tugging it upwards over your head. Your chest is exposed to me now, smooth and glistening with sweat, calling out for my touch. My hands cup your shoulders before sliding lower still, tracing lazy circles around your nipples as they harden beneath my fingers. I lean in, teeth grazing against the sensitive peaks, breath hot on your skin.

The fabric slides down my fingers like water, pooling at our feet as I'm finally given the perfect view of your arousal. My mouth waters as I take in the sight of you, hard and eager for me. With a satisfied hum, I lower myself onto my knees, positioning you at the head of the bed so that you're completely at my mercy. Your scent fills my nostrils, driving me wild with need as I reach out to cup your cock in my hand, stroking up and down the length slowly, savoring the feel of your heat against my palm.

The heat of your skin against my lips as I taste you sends shivers down my spine. Your hips jerk and thrust against my hand in time with my touch, moans echoing through the room as you lose control to the pleasure coursing through your veins. Your cock feels impossibly good in my mouth, thick and hard as I suck and stroke it expertly. I move up the bed, straddling your hips so that our bodies are aligned perfectly. With one swift motion, I guide you inside me, crying out as you fill me completely, possessing every inch of my wet heat. Your hands find purchase on my hips, guiding me as I ride you hard and fast, lost in the rhythm we've created together.