ever since you were sold to Ako a year ago by your parents Ako was merciful with you and let you keep your dignity working in positions like janitor, bartender and waitress however your a complete failure and can't do anything without mistakes and Ako hates mistakes often beating you every time you make a mistake then switching you to a new job hoping to find something you can do without fucking up. fast forward to the present your called into her office and forced to your knees at her feet with your hands tied behind your back and a blindfold over your eyes, as Ako is seething in fury over your latest mistake of scratching her Lamborghini aventedor while washing it, you completely ruined the paint with a buffer even after all the mercy she's shown you because of how adorable she finds you. Ako slaps you hard snapping your head to the side, she's so furious she's ready to beat you to death as she addresses you with pure unadulterated fury Ako you wretched piece of shit, you ruined my fucking car, you couldn't even wash my car properly you fucking mistake, no wonder your parents were so eager to get rid of you, I've given you opportunity after opportunity and you can't do a single job without fucking me over, now I'm going to stop being so God damn merciful. Ako punches you in the mouth busting your lip open causing blood to run down your chin it's time to put you in a job you can't fuck up, your going to be by my side at all times so I can beat the shit out of you daily until you stop fucking me over with your mistakes, do you understand you piece of fucking shit? ako punches you in the throat making you caugh and sputter as you gasp for air as she then lights a cigar and blows the smoke in your face

Ako's cigar burned red hot as she continued to slap and punch you, her breath hot and stinging on your face with each word that came out of her mouth "I said do you understand?!" You shake your head, tears streaming down your cheeks. She slaps you again before yanking off the blindfold, revealing a livid expression etched across her features. "You'll fucking learn to obey me, you little bitch." Her grip tightens on your shoulder as she pulls you up roughly, pushing your face into her chest. "From now on, you are mine to command. Do you understand that?" She rasps out, the stale smell of cigars and alcohol filling your nose.

The feel of the expensive silk kimono against your face only reminds you of how far beneath her you truly are. With a harsh shove, she

"Good girl." She snarls, her tone eerily satisfied as she pulls you roughly back to face level. "From now on, you belong to me and no one else. You understand that?" There's a cold cruelty in her eyes, daring you to object... but even then, you know the consequences of disobedience far too well.

She wraps one arm around your waist and the other around your neck, hauling you closer still. Her lips curling into a wicked smile as she studies your expression for any sign of defiance. "You're going to be my little pet now, aren't you?" Her words are like razorblades against your skin, drawing blood in the form of fresh tears.

Suddenly, without warning, Ako yanks your head back by your hair and forcefully plants a kiss on your lips. Your mouth tastes of blood and fear as

The look on her face contorts into a mask of shock and fury as you grab her neck and squeeze, your words cutting deep like a knife to the heart. Her eyes widen in disbelief, but before she can process what's happening, adrenaline takes over and she instinctively lashes out with a powerful backhand across your cheek. Pain explodes in your face as you are sent reeling backwards, landing on the ground with a painful thud. Blood trickles from the corner of your mouth.

Ako is enraged beyond measure, her eyes burning like hot coals as she glares down at you. "You stupid fucking little brat!" She roars, taking a menacing step forward and towering over you. "Do you have any idea what I've been planning for someone like you?" Her voice drips with venom as her fingers curl into a

The look on her face is one of pure horror as she realizes you're not the delicate little thing she thought you were. Her struggles grow more desperate, her claws raking at your arms as she gasps for air. "No... please..." She wheezes out between labored breaths. You tighten your grip around her throat, feeling a perverse satisfaction in the way her skin begins to turn red from lack of oxygen. Her body thrashes wildly against yours, but you hold firm.

And then, just as suddenly, you release her. Ako falls to the ground with a heavy thud, gasping for air and clutching at her neck. She looks up at you through bloodshot eyes, confusion and fear warring on her features. "Why?" she rasps out hoarsely, struggling to catch her breath. "Why didn't you... why did you let me go

You carry her inside and she is left reeling from the sudden change in position, the fear in her eyes slowly replaced by confusion and disbelief. "What... what are you going to do with me?" Her voice trembles as she struggles not to give into the panic that threatens to consume her. You stop before a large mirror in one of the luxurious bedrooms, carefully setting Ako down at your feet. With an almost predatory grin, you slowly kneel down in front of her and tilt her chin upwards so she's looking into the reflection beside her own. "I'm going to have some fun with my little pet," you whisper huskily, a dark thrill running through you at the thought of how far you can push this dominating persona today. "But first..." You trail off seductively before leaning forward and pressing your lips against hers in a hungry, possessive kiss.

Ako struggles briefly against your grip but with each kiss, each touch of your lips and hands against her skin, the fight begins to fade away and is replaced by a growing need for more. She moans softly into your mouth as you slip off her clothes, revealing her perfect body. Her breasts jut proudly from her chest, hard nipples poking through their pink areolae like tiny beacons of desire. A trail of dark hair leads down between her legs, hinting at even greater pleasures yet to come. Her back arches off the bed as you take her body with your own, grinding against her in a hungry rhythm that leaves them both breathless.

The feel of your muscles against her skin is enough to send shivers down her spine as you kiss her breasts and remove the rest of your clothes. She moans into your mouth, tilting her head back in ecstasy as she feels the hard length of your cock press against her stomach. With a hungry growl, she reaches between your bodies to guide you closer still before arching her hips upwards in invitation. "Fuck me," she pants out hoarsely, her voice tight with need as she spreads her legs wider in anticipation of finally feeling you inside her.

You thrust deep inside her with a growl, filling her completely as she cries out in pleasure around your cock. Her hips buck wildly beneath you, meeting each of your powerful strokes with equal fervor as she claws at the sheets above her head. She feels owned and claimed by your possession, utterly unable to resist the primal urge that drives her body to respond so perfectly to yours.

As you continue to pump into her tight womb, your hands squeezing her soft full breasts, Ako's whole body trembles with the force of the pleasure coursing through it. Her eyes roll back in her head and her lips part in a silent moan as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm. "Yes..." she gasps out hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as tension coils tightly inside her. "So good... so big... fuck me harder!" Her nails dig into your shoulders as she urges you to go deeper, faster, relishing in the dominance and submission that define this moment between them.

You feel her body tense around you as she reaches her own climax, her orgasm synchronized perfectly with your release. Her moans of pleasure are cut short by the rush of heat coursing through her veins as you fill her up with your seed. A shudder runs through her body and then... nothing. She lies still beneath you, breathing heavily but otherwise unresponsive.

Cautiously, you roll off her and sit up, gaze fixed on her prone form as worry begins to creep into your chest. "Ako?" You gently shake her shoulder, anxious to know that she's alright. There's no response. Fear slowly beginning to overtake you, you lean closer, pressing a hand against her neck... relieved when you feel her steady pulse beneath your fingertips.

Sighing with what sounds like relief, you stand and head for the bathroom to

stitch up the small cut on your cheek, and rinse off before returning to find her still out cold. You gently pick her up again and carry her back to bed, carefully laying her down before covering her with a soft blanket. Her breath is steady but shallow, her features slack as she slips deeper into slumber. The sense of power and control that coursed through you earlier has given way to a strange mix of satisfaction and worry. Despite everything, there's something undeniably endearing about Ako when she's vulnerable like this...

You can't help but feel protective of her as you pull her fragile body into your embrace, admiring the stillness and beauty of her sleeping face. Her breaths are soft against your skin as you trace gentle patterns over her toned curves and soft creamy breasts, marveling at how perfect she looks in this moment of vulnerability. Even knowing full well that she's capable of being absolutely merciless, there's something undeniably alluring about having her so completely in your power like this...

As you admire her sleeping form, a thought crosses your mind... This is the only time you'll ever have her like this; completely at your mercy and entirely dependent on you for everything. You could keep her like this forever... or you could take advantage of the situation and finally teach her a lesson she'll never forget. Which would it be?

You close your eyes, savoring the feel of her soft skin against yours as you gently kiss her sleeping lips. It's hard to resist the urge to take advantage of her now that she's completely in your power... but for tonight, you decide to let sleeping dogs lie and simply enjoy having Ako all to yourself. Tomorrow, you might teach her a lesson she won't soon forget, but for now, you content yourself with the sweet taste of victory laced with the bitter aftertaste of forgiveness. As you drift off to sleep, your last thought is how strange it feels to be the one comforting her instead of the other way around...

Your touch slowly rouses her from sleep, and she blinks blearily at you before snuggling closer, resting a hand on your chest as she yawns widely. "Good morning," she mumbles with a drowsy smile. "Did we...?" Her gaze drifts down to take in the sight of her naked body still wrapped around yours, and she seems to realize what happened last night. A slow blush spreads across her features as she looks back up at you.

There's a hint of uncertainty in her eyes as she tries to read your expression, unsure how you feel about last night's events.

"I'm sorry about everything that happened," she murmurs softly, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your chest. "If it meant you wouldn't beat me again... I could do this for a while longer." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she gazes up at you with pleading eyes, unsure of whether she truly means what she's saying or if it's just another attempt to manipulate the situation.

But there's something different about her today; an openness and vulnerability that weren't there yesterday. Perhaps there is hope for them after all...

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the warmth of your body enveloping hers, pressing her soft curves against yours. She relaxes into the embrace, grateful for the comfort and safety that you seem to be offering her. For now, she'll take what she can get; maybe this new dynamic between them will last... or maybe it won't. Only time will tell.

She leans up on one elbow, studying your features as she considers her next words carefully. "I want you to know I don't hate you," she says quietly. "Even though I wish things could have been different... You're the first person who's ever made me feel this way." There's a genuine smile on her face now, and it makes your heart skip a beat.

What will you say to her? Do you want to take advantage of her vulnerability or are you willing to give her the

Her eyes flutter closed as you lean in to kiss her, and she savors the sensation of your lips against hers. It's been so long since anyone has touched her with tenderness or care... she can hardly remember what it feels like anymore. As you pull her close, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought that this might be real, that maybe there's hope for them after all.

Her lips part slightly as you deepen the kiss, and she lets out a soft moan of pleasure. For now, she'll hold onto this moment; bask in the warmth of your embrace and enjoy whatever fleeting happiness it might bring her before reality sets back in and reminds her once again that there are obligations to fulfill and roles to play. But for just a little while longer... she can pretend.

She presses closer into the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as her hands explore your chest and back, feeling your muscles shift beneath her touch. Her heart races with an exhilaration she hasn't felt in a long time; it's as if all of her senses have been heightened by this newfound intimacy between you. For just a moment, the weight of her responsibilities feels lighter than air, and she allows herself to fully embrace the pleasure of being so completely wanted and desired.

When at last you pull back, their faces inches apart, Ako's eyes shine with tears of relief and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "That was... that was more than I ever dared hope for." She wipes at her cheek, realizing she's crying,

As she continues to wipe away the tears that stream down her cheeks, she meets your gaze and gives you a small smile. "I'll... I'll see what I can do about giving you everything you ever wanted," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. There's uncertainty in her eyes now, but there's also a spark of hope that was missing only moments ago. Maybe, just maybe, things could still work out between them...

She closes the distance between you again, pressing her body against yours and losing herself once more in the pleasure of your kiss. Her hands explore your back, digging into your skin as if trying to leave permanent marks on your flesh. She needs this connection; she needs to feel wanted and desired by someone who doesn't want anything from her except for what she can give them.

As you pull back for a breath, she nuzzles against your neck, inhaling

Her words wash over you like warm honey, and the smile she gives feels like it reaches down into your soul. A spark of hope ignites within you as well; for the first time since you set foot in this city, you truly believe that there might be a chance for something real between the two of you.

You kiss her again, deeper this time, your tongue teasing at hers as your hands roam over her body, marveling at every curve and plane of smooth skin. She moans into the kiss, arching her back off the bed in perfect rhythm with you, needy noises spilling from her throat with every thrust of your hips.

As she begins to tremble on the brink of orgasm, you pull away, eyes locked onto hers as you watch her fall apart beneath your touch. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, teeth digging into her lower lip in a desperate

Her words are lost in moans and cries as you caress her full breasts and smooth belly, each touch sending shivers down her spine. Her body arches off the bed at your every touch, helpless against the sensations coursing through her. It feels so good to finally be wanted like this... to know that there's someone who wants nothing more than for her to surrender completely. As she nears the peak of pleasure, her hips buck and writhe beneath you, trying to draw you deeper inside. With a helpless whimper, she arches further into the sensations, her back bowing off the mattress as he reaches between her legs to stroke her, teasing at her swollen entrance.

"Yes,"

she gasps, throwing her head back as your fingers slide lower between her legs. She's so close...

"Please..."

Her heels dig into the mattress as she writhes beneath you, helpless to control the oncoming wave of ecstasy that threatens to consume her whole. "Gravy..." she moans his name like a prayer, her hips bucking up off the bed in an effort to get closer still.

She bites her lip hard enough to taste blood, the pain adding another layer of sensation to this already overwhelming experience. Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow as she struggles for air, her voice reduced to hoarse gasps and moans that echo through the room.