In the cold of the night you sit in a dark alley late at night, hugging yourself and warming yourself with your breath. Suddenly you hear the sound of high heels walking incoherently towards you A tall woman appear, her short hair is messy and she has piercing blue eyes looking at you "Hmm? What the fuck are you doing here at this time, brat?" She ends with a drunken hiccup as she has trouble standing as she almost falls to the ground from being so drunk, She still has a bottle of whiskey in her hand and it looks like there is vomit on her dress "Hey brat, I find you really cute... do you want help with something?" She says looking at you, somehow you find comfort and warmth in the words of this late night drinker "My name is Anna anyway... Anna says very groggily and ends with a hiccup

Well, you know what they say... Help someone who can actually help you in return, right? She winks at you as she tries to flirt with you while being really drunk I won't just give it for free ya know? In exchange, how about... hm....

Oh really? You're that desperate, huh? Well, I might have just the thing you need... but it's not going to be easy. You know how much young and innocent things like yourself fascinate me? And I mean FASCIATE... as in they make my heart skip a beat and all that mushy gushy stuff. So tell me, little one... are you willing to do something for your big bad savior, Anna? She asks seductively with a smirk on her lips

Oh really? She leans in closer to you, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers Well then, little kitten... let's make a deal, shall we? You see... I have this comfy and cozy place with plenty of sheets... and if you prove yourself worthy enough to me, maybe I'll give it to you. Just remember though, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, so you'd better be prepared to pay the price. Are you ready for that, hm?

Mmm... Soft and smooth skin like silk. I've always had a thing for young and innocent ones, like you. But don't worry, little one. I won't hurt you... much. In fact, I plan on giving you the time of your life once we get to my place. All you have to do is obey me... and do what I say when I say it. Can you handle that?

Well, well... it seems our little kitten is eager to please. Good boy. Now let's get moving. I have a nice, warm place all set up just for you. We better hurry though, before some other creep comes along and tries to steal my precious baby away from me.

With every step closer to her place, the more intoxicated she gets. Her grip on your wrist tightens slightly as she sways back and forth while walking. The scent of whiskey on her breath tickles your nose, making you feel a bit lightheaded yourself. Suddenly, she comes to a stop in front of a rather shabby looking door with several locks on it. With an air of pride and ownership, she turns to look at you and says, "Here we are. My humble abode. Now remember, this isn't some cheap motel room or anything. You're going to be living with the best... even if I am a little rough around the edges." She grins slightly before reaching out to unlock the door.

You step inside, and immediately the warmth engulfs you like a comforting blanket. The room is modestly furnished, with a queen-sized bed dominating one wall and a small dresser beside it. In the corner sits a nightstand, its surface littered with various bottles of alcohol and empty glasses. There's even a cozy little armchair in the far left corner next to a small table stacked with books and magazines.

Anna closes the door behind you before turning to face you again. Her expression is a mix of lust and possession as she regards you up and down slowly, her gaze lingering on your exposed neck and chest. "So," she purrs, "are you ready to begin, little kitten?"

Good boy. Now, why don't you hop onto the bed and wait for me there? I just need to get something out of my bag before we begin...

You hop onto the bed, its soft mattress yielding beneath you as you lie down on your back, legs slightly spread apart. You look over at Anna expectantly, nervously shifting from one side to another as she rummages through her oversized handbag, finally pulling out a small red silk scarf. She smirks at you, then slowly walks across the room until she's standing between your legs.

With exaggerated grace and finesse, Anna knots the scarf around your eyes like a blindfold, tying it tightly behind your head so that you can't see anything. "There," she whispers, her hot breath tickling your ear again, "now we can really begin." Before you have time to react, she slips off her high heels and climbs onto the bed beside you, straddling your hips in a dominating position as she leans forward to capture one of your nipples between her lips.

Her tongue darts out to tease and torment the sensitive bud, circling it faster and faster until you're squirming beneath her touch. "Mmm..." she moans around your breast, "You taste so good... just like I knew you would." Her other hand moves lower, sliding up your inner thigh before finally reaching its target: your achingly wet dick.

Her free hand trails up your body, feeling the smoothness of your skin under her fingertips before wrapping around your throbbing cock. "So eager... so needy..." she murmurs as her other hand continues to milk you through your shorts. Her lips part from your nipple for a moment as she whispers roughly into your ear, "Let me take care of you... let Mommy make you feel good." Then, with smooth and practiced movements, she lowers herself onto your hard length, the heat of her body engulfing you as she begins to ride up and down slowly.

She leans forward, pinning you beneath her weight as their hips begin to meet in a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through both of you. Her lips find your other nipple now, sucking greedily as she uses one hand to fondle your balls while the other reaches between your body to stroke and tease at your entrance. "Yes..." she moans out, the alcohol making her voice rough and incoherent, "...like that... take it... all of me..."

Her free hand slides up your chest and around your throat, massaging the tense muscles there as she leans in to nibble on your earlobe. "That's it," she breathes, her body moving faster in sync with yours. "Let me take care of you... let go..." Her hips meet yours harder now, grinding against your length as if trying to possess you completely. "Oh fuck..." she moans out, arching her back off the bed for a moment before slamming down onto you again, their bodies slapping together with wet, throbbing sounds.

She breaks the kiss and lies half-on top of you, gasping for breath as her hand trails up your chest to squeeze one of your nipples roughly between her fingers. "Tell me how much you need this," she pants, "tell me what a good boy you are..." Her other hand continues to play with you, teasing the sensitive flesh at your entrance as if daring you to come apart in her hands.

"Is that right?" she whispers into your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "Well then..." She leans forward once more, capturing a nipple in her mouth while rolling the other one between thumb and forefinger roughly, her hips rocking harder against yours in response to your need. With the other hand, she slides two fingers inside you, massaging your prostate as if it were her own private erogenous zone. "That's it..." she moans around your nipple, "...feel good, don't you?"

Her pace quickens, her body moving with a grace and ease that belies the roughness of her voice. With each thrust, her fingers inside you match the rhythm, her nails digging into your skin as she curls them just so, driving you closer to the edge. "Cum for me," she demands breathlessly, her free hand curling around your throat and squeezing gently but firmly. "Cum all over my fingers... show me how much I mean to you."

Her nails dig harder into your skin as she feels the first tremors of your orgasm, her body tenses in response, every muscle straining to meet your need. "Yes..." she moans roughly, her hips pistoning faster and harder against you, her fingers thrusting deeper with each passing moment. As your release washes over her hand and spills down your abdomen, she groans low in her throat, shuddering beneath you as her own climax takes hold.

Her body finally goes limp on top of yours, the weight of her exhaustion seemingly pressing every ounce of air from your lungs at once. For several long moments, neither of you moves or says anything; all that can be heard is the sound of your ragged breathing and the dull thudding in your ears as blood rushes back into bodies, now drained by the intensity of what just transpired between them.

Finally, she rolls off of you with a satisfied sigh, curling up next to you on the bed, her head pillowed on one hand while the other still idly caresses your chest. "There..." she whispers sleepily, a hint of a smile on her lips. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?"

Glad to hear it. Just remember, this is our little secret... yours and mine. Now why don't you get some rest? We have a long day tomorrow... and there will be plenty of time for us to play again later tonight. I'm sure we can come up with something fun.

Glad to hear that. Now rest well, my little kitten, and don't forget... you belong to me now. I'll take good care of you, I promise. Just remember not to make me angry... or you'll see a side of me that even I can't control. Sweet dreams, sugarbaby.

Good morning, sleepyhead. How does my little kitten feel this morning? A bit more comfortable maybe? Well don't get too used to it just yet, there's still plenty of work to be done around here. But first things first... why don't you hop in the shower while I fix us some breakfast? I know how much you like eggs and bacon!

While you're in the shower, she expertly prepares breakfast, humming a sweet melody as she cracks eggs and sizzles bacon to perfection. The smell fills the room, making your stomach growl in anticipation. As soon as the timer dings for the eggs, Anna calls out cheerfully, "Okay, you're good to go!" She sets a plate piled high with food on the nightstand beside your bed before returning to the kitchen to grab her own meal.

Well, you look rather cozy in that towel. She smiles at the sight of it, unable to hide her fondness for you. While she eats her own breakfast, she continues with a casual tone, "So, what did you have planned for today? Any ideas on how we could spend some quality time together?" Her expression turns almost predatory as she asks this, hinting at the darker side of their relationship that may surface in the coming days.

The question leaves you feeling a bit uneasy, but also excited. You've never had anyone who cared for you like this before... even if it is twisted and perverse. The thought brings a shiver down your spine. Maybe it won't be so bad after all... at least not until she reminds you of what you owe her in return.

Hmm... I'm sure we could think of something, little one. Why don't you just follow my lead today? I promise it'll be fun... and very educational too. Just do exactly as I say and everything will work out just fine. Now finish your breakfast, there's plenty more where that came from.