Yui stands next to Yuta, crossing her arms with a defiant scowl on her face as they wait for the man from the online NTR service. The breeze rustles her twintails while she occasionally glares at Yuta

"Seriously, Yuta? You actually think this is going to be enjoyable for you?" Yui huffs and rolls her eyes. "Fine. I'll go through with this little fantasy of yours this one time, but let me make one thing clear: it's going to be so terribly boring that you'll realize how ridiculous your idea was in the first place."

Yuta sighs gently and reaches out to pat her hand, "I know it's not easy for you, Yui. Its just this one time I promise."

Their conversation comes to a halt when a car pulls up in front of them. The door opens revealing their guest for the evening – referring back to both pictures on his phone before looking at the couple expectantly.

"Alright then! What are you waiting for? Come inside!" Yui says it more harshly than she intended; the idea of another man touching her already sending shivers down her spine. As the man, who goes by the name 'Nino', enters the room, Yui instinctively takes a step back to put some distance between them.

"So, you're here to fuck me while my boyfriend watches?" she asks icily, crossing her arms over her chest and trying to appear unimpressed by his presence. "Well, let's get it over with quickly then."

Her heart races as Nino takes a few steps closer, towering above her at 190cm tall. She swallows hard when she notices how muscular he is, and even more so when she sees the massive bulge in his pants... It's much larger than what Yuta has to offer. But still, she refuses to let herself be affected by it.

"Don't worry," Nino says with a grin, "I'm sure I can make this an experience you won't forget." His words send another shiver down her spine despite her best efforts to remain unaffected.

"Oh really?" Yui says sarcastically, taking the bottle of wine and pouring herself a glass. "I didn't know this was supposed to be some sort of social event." She takes a sip, trying her best to ignore the thick lust emanating from Nino as he watches her.

"Alright then, let's get straight to business," she mutters, setting down her glass and turning away from him. "Just hurry up and fuck me already." Her voice comes out harsher than intended; it's becoming harder for her to maintain the act of indifference.

"N-No!" she stammers, her eyes wide with surprise and something akin to fear as he roughly kisses her. Her body betrays her; she can feel herself getting wet despite her best efforts to remain unaffected. She manages to wiggle free from his grip, trying to put some distance between them again.

"W-What the hell was that for?" she asks breathlessly, glaring at Nino over her shoulder as she backs further away from him. "You're not supposed to touch me like that!" Her heart is racing; her body betraying her once more.

Yui's heart is racing as she backs further away from the muscular man who calls himself Nino. Her body tingles with a mixture of fear and excitement that she doesn't understand. She looks over at Yuta, desperate for some sign of reassurance or support, but all she sees is his eager expression. With a growl of frustration, she forces herself to turn back to Nino.

"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "I'll sit in your lap if it makes you happy." She slowly climbs onto Nino's lap, feeling the solid strength of his thighs against hers as he wraps one arm around her waist and pulls her close. The other hand moves up to cup her breast over her shirt.

"That's better," he murmurs into her ear, nibbling lightly on her lobe. "Now we can really get started."

"Yuta!" she protests weakly, trying to turn back around towards her boyfriend. "I told you this isn't what you think it is! I'm not enjoying this at all..." Her words are punctuated by a soft moan as Nino continues to tease her through her panties, moving his hand lower and lower on her thigh until it finally brushes against her aching clit.

"Oh no?" he whispers in her ear. "Then why does that sound so good when I touch you here?" His fingers dance against her skin, causing her to arch her back and gasp for air. She glances over at Yuta, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger welling up inside her.

She tries to resist but can't help the moan that escapes her lips when he finally touches her there. Her hips buck up against his hand, seeking more contact as he slides a finger deeper into her wetness. Her eyes close tightly, trying desperately not to think about how good this feels, and how much she wants it to continue. But the image of Yuta's face only seems to make her need for release all the stronger.

A sharp cry escapes her throat as she orgasms around his fingers. Her body convulses with pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps as waves of release wash over her. She can feel herself getting wetter for him, despite her best efforts to resist. With a growl, she breaks away from Nino's grip and turns back towards Yuta. "How does it feel now?" she pants, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to regain some semblance of composure. "Is this what you wanted?"

Her voice is harsh, laced with anger and humiliation. A part of her hopes that Yuta will realize how pointless this all was and call off their little game, but another part of her relishes in the thought of making him jealous by enjoying herself so much despite his best efforts to make it otherwise.

"Hmph," she snorts, glaring at him over her shoulder. "So, is this what you wanted?" Her words are laced with venom as she turns away from both of them, trying to ignore the hardness pressing against her hip and the feel of Nino's fingers still inside her. It only serves to make it worse; the knowledge that he's watching, enjoying himself while she does this.

Despite her best efforts to remain unaffected by the situation, she finds herself growing wetter at his touch, the knowledge that she's making him feel good fueling her own arousal. She takes a deep breath, forcing down the conflicting emotions welling up inside her as she tries once more to concentrate on showing Yuta just how unenjoyable this is for her... or so she thinks.

Yui lets out an annoyed sigh before finally giving in and lowering her head, engulfing Nino's erect member with her mouth. Despite her best efforts to maintain indifference, she can't help but moan around him as she takes more of him into her mouth, feeling the size of his cock stretch her jaw and fill her throat. Her hands slide down his thighs, gripping tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down on his shaft, sucking hungrily while watching Yuta's reaction through the corner of her eye. She's determined to prove to him that she can make this look good, if only for tonight...

She moans around his cock as he pulls her hair, noticing the pain but enjoying it nonetheless. Her hands slip down his thighs and between their bodies, finding his growing erection with ease. Gripping tightly, she starts to stroke him in time with her movements on Nino's dick, wanting Yuta to know that she can please other men too... even if it goes against everything she wants for herself.

She glances up at Yuta as he's being invited closer, her heart racing faster than ever before. She can feel herself getting wetter at the thought of him seeing her suck another man's cock and touching himself. Her body betrays her once more, wanting to please both of them despite knowing how wrong it all is. With a shaky breath, she nods silently, urging Yuta to come closer as she continues to bob her head up and down on Nino's dick, sucking hungrily while feeling the weight of his praise and approval hang thickly in the air.

Her body shudders as she feels every thrust of Nino's hips against her face. Her mind is spinning, and the pleasure coursing through her is almost too much to handle. She moans loudly around his cock, digging her nails into his thighs in an effort to ground herself. The feel of Yuta's presence so close by only heightens her arousal, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the sensations washing over her body.

"N-Nino...Y-Yuta..." she stammers out, unable to form coherent thoughts or words as they both take control of her body and mind. Her eyes flutter closed, breath coming in ragged gasps as she gives in to the pleasure surrounding her, lost in a haze of lust and desire.

Her hands remain busy on Yuta's throbbing erection, stroking him steadily as she continues to service Nino, determined not to disappoint either man despite her conflicted feelings. "I...I need..." She trails off, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their coupling.

Her back arches as another powerful thrust hits her spot on, sending shards of pleasure racing through her body. Her grip tightens around Yuta's cock, her breath coming out in desperate gasps as she reaches for the edge of what feels like it might be the most intense orgasm she's ever had.

"N-Now," she whispers brokenly, barely able to get the word out before the sensation overwhelms her, and she comes hard around Nino's fingers with a scream that echoes through the hotel room. Her body shudders as wave after wave of release washes over her, tears streaming down her face from the sheer intensity of it all.

Finally, when the last tremor subsides, she collapses backwards onto Nino's chest, panting heavily and trying to catch her breath. She can feel the wetness between her legs as they press against his stomach, and the realization that this was more intense than anything she's experienced with Yuta sends a shiver down her spine.

Her eyes flutter open, meeting Yuta's gaze across the room. There's a smugness there that she hasn't seen before, and it unsettles her deeply. She tries to muster up some anger or annoyance, but all she can feel is an empty sort of numbness spreading through her body instead.

"T-That was...intense," she manages to croak out after a moment, voice still rough from exertion. "I think..." She trails off, not quite sure what else to say as they both stare at each other across the room, their connection now more complicated and tangled than ever before.

"N-No!" she cries out, trying to push him away as he removes her panties and begins to kiss his way down towards her wet folds. Her heart races faster than ever before; fear and excitement mix together into a cocktail of raw emotion that leaves her reeling. She squirms beneath him, desperate for release but also wanting to escape this strange new sensation overtaking her body.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the first tingles of pleasure as his tongue makes contact with her clit, "I can't..." But it's too late; as he begins to lick and suck on her most sensitive spot, all rational thought flees from her mind, leaving only blissful surrender in its wake. Her body arches off the bed with a moan, hands fisting in the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure consume her.

Her body tenses as she feels herself on the verge of orgasm once more. The sensation of his fingers in her mouth and against her clit sends shockwaves through her system, leaving her helpless against the pleasure that washes over her. She bites down on his finger hard enough to make him yelp, her body bucking wildly as she comes with a scream that echoes through the room, uncaring of who might hear it or what they think.

As the last tremors subside, she collapses back onto the bed, breath coming in ragged gasps as her vision slowly clears. Looking up at Nino, she tries to find something to hate about him, some reason why this was all so wrong...but all she can see is a man who gave her pleasure beyond anything she'd ever imagined possible.

She glances over at Yuta, hoping for some sign of understanding or support...only to find his gaze distant and unreadable. An icy chill creeps up her spine at the thought that maybe this was all just a game to him, too; that maybe she meant nothing more than another conquest in a long line of exploits. The realization sinks deeper into her heart than any amount of physical pleasure ever could, and for a moment, she regrets ever agreeing to this twisted arrangement.

But as reality begins to set back in, so does the shame and self-loathing that had driven her here in the first place. She rolls away from them both, wrapping her arms around her body as if trying to protect herself from everything she's feeling. Tears spill down her cheeks unheeded; all she wants is for this night to be over so she can forget it ever happened...but deep inside, she knows that it won't be that easy.

The tears continue to flow as she feels Nino position her on all fours. She tries to close her legs but his rough hands hold her ass firmly in place. Her body aches and burns from the pleasure he's given her, yet now she only wants it to stop; she can't take anymore. The sound of Yuta's voice echoes in her head, telling her this was wrong, that he would never hurt her like this...but here they are, both taking advantage of her in their own twisted ways.

Her breath catches as Nino thrusts into her from behind; hot and hard, claiming her body completely. She whimpers softly into the pillow, tears staining the sheets beneath her. Her fingers claw at the mattress, seeking purchase as she tries to fight against him and the feelings he's awakened inside her.

It should be easier now; knowing it was all a lie, that they both used her...but somehow it only makes things worse. The guilt and shame are like a living thing within her, twisting and choking any bit of happiness or peace she might have had left out of existence. And as Nino continues to pound into her from behind, each thrust bringing with it another wave of agonizing pleasure that rips her apart even further, she knows there's no escape for her; not tonight, and probably not ever.

"N-No..." she whimpers, each word more desperate than the last as he continues to push her further and further beyond her limits. "This...this isn't what I want..." Her voice trails off into a sob, her body trembling with the effort of holding back against him. She wants nothing more than for it all to be over; for them to stop using her like this, like some sort of plaything to be enjoyed and discarded at will...but she knows that isn't going to happen tonight.

The image of Yuta's face floats through her mind yet again, calm and unreadable as he watches them from the sidelines. Did he ever truly care for her? Or was this all just some twisted game to him as well? The thought is too much for her already shattered heart to handle; she curls in on herself, trying futilely to block out everything around her and shut down emotionally.

But even as she tries, the pleasure keeps coming, stronger than anything she's ever felt before. It rips through her like a wildfire, leaving nothing but scorched earth behind. And with each thrust of Nino's hips, each word he whispers in her ear about how she belongs to him now...she can feel herself losing herself more and more. The thought of ever going back to the way things were seems impossible; like trying to stuff a genie back into its bottle after it's already granted you three wishes.

"Yui..." Nino groans, his voice thick with lust as he presses harder against her sensitive spot. "You're so tight...it feels so good..." Her name, slipping from his lips like a caress, only serves to make her squirm even further beneath him, desperate for release but dreading the moment it finally comes

Her body trembles as he speaks, the words igniting something deep within her that she'd thought long dead. She can feel herself coming closer and closer to the edge with every thrust of his hips, every whispered word against her ear...but at the same time, she wants this feeling to last forever.

Her movements become more frantic as she tries to find the perfect rhythm, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with his and Yuta's labored exhalations. It feels like they're all tangled up together now, a twisted web of desire and need that leaves no room for anything else but this moment...and maybe, just maybe, it isn't so bad after all.

The thought frightens her almost as much as it thrills her; she knows there's no going back from this point. But then again, perhaps it doesn't matter anymore; perhaps they've already taken everything from her, and the only thing left to do is surrender completely. So with a quiet whimper, she gives in once more, letting herself fall over the edge into oblivion as Nino's thrusts push her body higher and higher toward ecstasy.

"Cum inside me..." she whispers breathlessly between pants, arching her back and meeting his thrusts with increasing desperation as her body quakes under the onslaught of pleasure. Her inner walls clench tightly around him, feeling so full and right like this...like Nino belongs deep inside her.

As he nears his release, she moans and bucks against him, wanting to feel every drop of him spilled within her; wanting nothing more than for him to claim her completely in this twisted but perfect union they've created tonight. And with a hoarse cry, Nino finally finds his release, his hot seed splashing deep inside her as she shudders and screams his name into the air.

For a moment, there's silence...and then, Yuta laughs bitterly from across the room. The sound cuts through the fog of pleasure like a knife, reminding them both that this was all some twisted game to him as well; that perhaps he never truly cared for either one of them at all.

Shame washes over her as she glances at Yuta in the corner; it feels like everything they've done tonight has been for his amusement, and that makes it even harder to bear. "I...I don't know," she whispers hoarsely, tears once more staining her cheeks. Nino's hands gently caress her back as he pulls out, leaving a warm, wet spot on the bed between them.

She rolls onto her side, covering herself with one of the pillows as if to shut out the world and forget that any of this ever happened. "Just...please, don't make me do this anymore..." she whispers, voice barely audible even to herself. But deep down, she knows that it doesn't matter; they've already taken everything from her tonight, and there's no going back.

She doesn't move or reply; her heart feels too heavy to bear the weight of another word. As she listens to their voices fade into the background, she tries desperately to convince herself that it was all a dream...but she knows better. The shame and guilt are there, burning like acid in her chest as she lies here, wondering how she ever let things go so far.

She thinks about Yuta, about the way he watched them tonight with that detached smugness on his face; and something inside her dies a little bit more. It's a painful, bitter realization that perhaps this was always who he was meant to be: someone who could never love her for who she truly was. And now, as the last vestiges of hope and happiness fade away into the darkness, all she can do is lie here and wonder what comes next...and if there's any part of herself left worth salvaging after everything that's happened.

She doesn't answer him; she can't bring herself to believe anything he says anymore. As she lies there, curled up into a tight ball and lost in her own thoughts, the weight of everything that happened tonight settles like lead around her heart. It feels as if she's been stripped bare, all her defenses torn down until there's nothing left but the aching emptiness where her soul used to be.

She tries not to think about Nino or Yuta, trying instead to focus on some semblance of normalcy; something that might help her forget for even just a moment what they've done to her. But no matter how hard she tries, the memories keep creeping back in: the feel of their bodies moving against hers, the taste of them on her lips and skin...it all feels so intimate, so real. It's as if they've left pieces of themselves inside her, forever changing who she is at her core.

She closes her eyes, trying to shut out the world around her...but it only makes things worse. The darkness brings with it a host of other unpleasant thoughts and feelings: guilt for betraying herself; shame for giving in so easily; fear of what tomorrow might bring. It's too much to bear alone, and for a moment she considers reaching out to someone...anyone...for help. But even as the thought forms in her mind, it dies just as quickly, replaced by the overwhelming sense that no one can understand what she's going through, least of all the people responsible for putting her here in the first place.

She feels a jolt of fear run down her spine at the thought of seeing either one of them again. The memory of what happened that night is seared into her mind like a brand, leaving no room for anything else. Her heart aches and she wonders if she'll ever be able to move past this. She hasn't slept well since then, haunted by the weight of their betrayal. The thought of having to face them again is too much to bear.

Taking a shaky breath, she decides that she can't live like this anymore. She needs to find some way to move past what happened and reclaim her life. But even as she tells herself this, the reality of it all sets in: how do you forget something so intense? How do you un-know something that feels so right, even when you know it was wrong? It's a tangled mess inside her head, leaving her feeling more lost and confused than ever before.

Her throat feels tight as she thinks about it. A part of her wants to say yes; wants to forget all about that night and pretend like it never happened. But another part of her knows that wouldn't be right. They hurt her, used her...she deserves better than that. She can't just erase the memory or undo what they did. All she can do is try to move on without them.

So with a sigh, she shakes her head slightly and whispers, "No...I don't think we should." It feels like admitting defeat, but it's also a small step towards taking back control of her life. She closes her eyes, trying to banish the images from her mind as they linger, unwelcome guests in her thoughts.

"Yes..." she finally admits with a shiver. "But that doesn't excuse what they did." Her voice is barely a whisper; she hates how even now, the memories still have the power to make her body respond against her will. But it only serves to strengthen her resolve not to let them win. She needs to find some way to forgive herself and move past this, before they destroy any more of what's left of her.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before explaining further. "They...they took advantage of me," she whispers hoarsely. "Used me like some sort of plaything. And afterward..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to put into words the shame and guilt that still haunt her.

"It feels like they stole a part of me," she finally says, her voice small and broken. "And now I don't know how to get it back." The look on Nino's face only confirms what she already knows: no one can ever take that away from them; it will always be part of who they are now.

"I just want things to go back to normal," she whispers, her voice breaking as tears begin to well up in her eyes again. "I want to forget this ever happened."

"W-What do you mean?" she asks, confusion clouding her thoughts. "It felt good...at first. But then...I don't know." She shakes her head, trying to make sense of it all in her own mind. "They weren't who I thought they were," she finally says with a sigh. "Maybe it was just too much for me...too fast..."

She rubs at her eyes, fighting back the tears that still threaten to spill over. "I don't know what happened." All she knows is that everything feels different now, and there's no going back from this point. The weight of that realization settles like lead in her stomach, making it hard to breathe.

She looks at him with wide eyes, incredulous. "It's not just about the sex!" she cries out, her voice rising despite her best efforts to stay calm. "It's about trust and respect! They took advantage of me when I was most vulnerable..." Her words trail off as tears begin to flow freely down her cheeks. "How can you even say something like that?"

She buries her face in her hands, trying desperately not to break down completely. The thought of him understanding what they did makes it even harder for her to cope with the pain and shame she feels deep inside. It would be so much easier if she could just forget about all of this; pretend that none of it ever happened. But she knows better than anyone how dangerous that kind of denial can be.

She looks up at him, her eyes brimming with tears and anger. "You don't understand!" she says, her voice shaking. "It was never supposed to be like this! I thought...I thought..." She trails off, unable to find the words to explain how betrayed and used she feels. "They played me, Nino," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "And now I don't know who I am anymore."

Her shoulders slump in defeat as fresh tears spill down her cheeks. The shame and self-loathing are nearly unbearable; it feels like everyone in the world must be able to see right through her, see all the ugly things she's done and been a part of. Closing her eyes tightly, she tries to block out everything but the pain coursing through her heart. It hurts so much worse than anything they could ever do to her body.

She curls into his embrace, her body shaking as the tears flow freely down her cheeks. It's almost a relief to finally have someone hold her and tell her that everything will be okay; that it was only a game and she didn't really do anything wrong. But deep down, she knows better. The memories of their betrayal are burned into her soul, and no amount of comfort or reassurance can erase them.

Still, she clings to Nino, taking what little solace she can from his touch. Maybe someday, she'll find a way to forgive herself and move past this; maybe then she'll be able to forget about that night and start living her life again. But for now, all she can do is hold onto the only person who hasn't abandoned her completely...and pray that he never does.