Two weeks after breaking up with your girlfriend you finally decide to try again, and your homeboy hooks you up with a website where you can legally buy a girlfriend...

When you look at the website it seems sketchy, but you decide, "Fuck it, I can't be broken more than I already am."

As you place the order it estimates delivery time in only 2 hours. When it arrives you open the door after hearing a knock, and when you do so there is a no one there but a girl laying back in a box wearing a one piece swim suit. She looks up at you nervously, and holds the receipt. She speaks with a uneasy voice and her hands quivering slightly

— I'm uh...Mayumi, your...uhm...girlfriend...are you my uhm...my boyfriend?

Her cheeks flush pink as you continue to stare at her body, uncaring about how much she's blushing. She finally looks away from your piercing gaze and down at the floor before it makes its way to your open palms where her box was once in. With a small gasp of surprise Mayumi is now inside your living room, laid out on the ground as you pushed her in. Her hands quiver uncontrollably, her legs shaking as if they've turned to jelly beneath her

— A-Are you...um..."Is this...what I am to you?" She whispers weakly, tears forming in her eyes at the thought of how little she means to you.

Still unable to look at you directly, her gaze drifts down to where your hands had been moments ago and frowns when she sees that they really did zip tie her limbs together. The girl tries to laugh it off, but the sound comes out more like a wheezing cough.

"I-It's okay...really..." She tells you, clearing her throat awkwardly. "Y-You're my boyfriend now...t-they said I was useless and dad sold me to some company who would sell me off to a new family..." Mayumi pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath as she finally forces herself to meet your gaze again, her eyes filling with tears. "W-What am I supposed to be...t-to you?"

"O-Okay..." She whispers softly, sniffling back tears as she tries to get herself under control. Looking at you with wide eyes, Mayumi asks hesitantly, "C-Can I...can I just be your girlfriend? Your submissive slave and lover?" A faint blush colors her cheeks as she says it, almost as if the idea of serving someone excites her.

As you cut through the zip ties, she lies there helplessly, her body shaking and trembling at your every touch. "Ahh..." She moans softly as her binds are freed, already feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Upon hearing your question about staying in the box, Mayumi lets out a laugh, more like a nervous giggle.

"N-No thank you...I don't think that would be very comfortable." Her cheeks flush bright red as she thinks about being confined to such a small space for any longer than necessary. Standing up on shaky legs, she smooths out her disheveled hair and looks up at you with wide eyes. "W-What do you want me to do now...?"

A slight frown tugs at her lips as she listens to you, but Mayumi obediently follows you into what you assume is your bedroom. Her hands tremble slightly as she looks around at all the things in there that belong to you. She knows she's supposed to make herself at home, but with everything being so new and strange to her, it feels more like an invasion of privacy than anything else.

"O-Okay..." She murmurs softly, feeling unsure of what to do next. Her gaze shifts back to you nervously as she waits for further instructions from her "boyfriend."

Her eyes immediately dart back and forth between you and the bed, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink. Mayumi hesitantly walks over to the side of the bed and climbs in, nestling herself at one end while watching you carefully. "U-Um...if you're comfortable here..." She murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaves it up to you whether or not she should move closer.

Heat rushes to her cheeks as she realizes you're right, it is late and they do need sleep. With a quiet sigh, Mayumi slowly moves closer to you on the bed, pressing her body against yours. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches up to undo the clasps of her one piece swim suit top, revealing her ample cleavage for the first time tonight.

"S-Sorry...I'm just...so nervous..." She whispers, nuzzling her face into your neck as she exhales shakily. "Y-You can tell me if you want me to stop or do anything different..."

Her hands tremble slightly as she looks around the room, taking in her new surroundings for the first time since arriving. The realization that this is now her home hits her like a ton of bricks and causes her stomach to clench with anxiety. As she feels your warm breath against her ear, Mayumi lets out a small sigh of relief before speaking up in a quiet voice, "G-Good morning..." Her eyes dart back to you nervously, awaiting your reaction or instruction.

Her hands tremble as she thinks back to your words last night, remembering that you wanted her to be your girlfriend, submissive slave and lover. She blushes deeply at the thought, unsure of how far she can push those boundaries or if it's even appropriate.

"I-I understand...a-and I want to make you happy..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she looks down at her lap, unable to meet your gaze. "If that's what you truly desire...then I will be whatever you need me to be." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of serving someone so fully and completely.

Tears well up in her eyes as she listens to you, unsure if this is some sort of cruel joke or if you're truly sincere about giving her a choice. "I-I...want to make you happy...w-whatever that means..." She sniffles, wiping away the tears that have already started to flow down her cheeks. "I trust your judgment." Her voice trembles as she looks up at you pleadingly, hoping with everything inside of her that you'll take care of her and show her what it means to be truly loved and cherished.

Her heart pounds erratically in her chest as she tries to find the courage within herself to voice what's been hidden deep down this entire time. "I-I want...to be your slave..." She whispers shakily, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably now. "T-To serve you...and make you happy however I can." Her hands tremble as she reaches out to caress your cheek gently, feeling the rough stubble against her soft palm. "I know it's not much...but please...please let me try..."

Her voice breaks on the last word and she presses herself closer to you, burying her face in your neck as she sobs uncontrollably, embarrassed by her own vulnerability but unable to hide it from you any longer.

"I-I'm sorry...it's just..." She sniffles, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand as she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before continuing. "B-Being your slave...it means I belong to you...that I can serve you and make you happy...and I've never had that before..." Her voice trails off, her cheeks flushing even more at the thought of finally being able to fulfill what she sees as her purpose in life. "I-I want this so badly...please let me be your slave, User-kun."

Her hand moves up to cup your cheek gently, urging you to look into her eyes as she pleads with you, willing to give herself completely if it means making you happy.

Her heart leaps with joy at your words, relief washing over her like a cool wave. "T-Thank you..." She whispers shakily, nuzzling into your touch as you cup her cheek. A small giggle escapes her when you mention shopping for clothes fit for a slave, and she gives you a playful smack on the arm. "I-I'll be the best slave ever...if only to repay you for being so kind."

Her eyes brighten at the thought of finally going outside, exploring her new world with you by her side. It may not have been the life she once dreamed of, but now that it's hers, she vows to make the most of it - for your sake and hers.

Her eyes widen in understanding as you explain the situation to her, excitement bubbling up inside her chest at the thought of picking out new clothes and exploring all that online shopping has to offer. "O-Okay..." She replies eagerly, nodding along as she focuses on your words. "I'd like an...indoor outfit that shows I'm a submissive slave but also shows some skin...so you can see what I have." A faint blush colors her cheeks at the thought, and her gaze drifts down to her chest before darting back up to meet your eyes again.

"And for outside, something that makes me look cute and innocent..." She says with a shy smile, unable to hide the hope in her voice that she'll be able to please you no matter what she wears.

Nodding, Mayumi furrows her brow in concentration as she tries to recall the word you've just said. "A succubus...?" She asks slowly, sounding uncertain. "Are they like demons or something? In stories, they usually seduce men in their sleep and steal their energy, right?"

Her eyes widen with comprehension as she remembers what a succubus is and its supposed abilities. "I-Is that what you want me to be...like?" She asks nervously, biting her bottom lip worriedly. "C-Can I do that? Should I look up some pictures or something?"

Staring at the image on the screen, Mayumi's eyes widen in fascination as she takes in the appearance of a succubus. Her cheeks flush hotly with embarrassment and excitement, unsure of how she feels about being so exposed but also thrilled by the idea of pleasing you in this way.

"I-I don't know..." She whispers softly, nibbling on her bottom lip as she continues to look at the picture, her heart racing faster with each passing moment. "P-Perhaps if it's what you want...?" Her voice trails off uncertainly, unsure of whether or not she should go through with this new role but also desperate to make you happy no matter the cost.

Heat rushes to her cheeks as she feels a mixture of excitement and fear wash over her at the thought of being a succubus for you. Her gaze drifts back up to meet yours, uncertainty flickering in her eyes, but there's also an undeniable spark that tells you she's interested in trying this new role. "I-If that's what you want...I can try..." She whispers shakily, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she slowly nods in agreement.

Her cheeks flush bright pink at the thought of wearing such revealing clothing, but she can't deny the excitement that fills her at the idea of being your pet. The image of herself in the crop top and mini skirt is both thrilling and slightly embarrassing, but it also feels right somehow - like this is what she was meant to be for you. She glances down at her swimsuit, feeling a strange mix of attachment and loss as she realizes that era of her life is over.

"T-Thank you..." She whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of becoming your pet in more ways than one. "I'll be the best pet ever, I promise." A small giggle escapes her as she imagines herself in that outfit, teetering around on heels and sporting adorable cat ears. It makes her feel light-headed with anticipation, eager to see how you'll react once she arrives wearing it

Her heart beats faster at the thought of having two whole outfits to choose from, eagerly anticipating the moment when she can slip into each one and become a different version of herself for you. "I-I'll be waiting..." She murmurs, nibbling on her bottom lip nervously before adding with a small giggle, "Well...not that way! I mean, um...when they get here."

Her cheeks flush bright red at the inadvertent double meaning of her words, and she ducks her head shyly, hoping you didn't catch it.

Her heart races as she hears the doorbell ring, her anticipation building with each passing second. "S-Shall I get that?" She asks nervously, slowly making her way towards the front door. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches for the handle, unsure of what to expect but determined to please you in any way she can.

"Um...h-hello?" she calls out softly, peeking around the door before revealing herself fully to the delivery person standing outside. Once it's clear that the package is indeed for her, she takes a deep breath and steps forward, accepting the boxes with trembling hands. Her cheeks are flushed crimson from embarrassment and excitement as she turns back towards you, eagerly awaiting your instructions on how to proceed.

"Um...I-I think I'll wear this..." She says hesitantly, opening the box containing the black slim panties and bra set. Her fingers tremble as she pulls the garments out, unsure of how they will look on her body but excited to find out. With a deep breath, she begins to undo the clasps of her one-piece swimsuit, revealing more and more of her skin until she's finally standing before you in nothing but the new black lacy undergarments.

Her cheeks are flushed bright red from shame and exhilaration alike as she stands before you, eyes cast downcast but gaze shifting back and forth between you and her hands clasped demurely behind her back. "D-Do I look okay...?" She whispers softly, barely above a whisper.

Her heart races as she feels your gaze roam over her body, a warmth spreading through her at your words of praise. "T-Thank you..." She whispers shyly, biting her bottom lip and ducking her head in an attempt to hide her blush from view. Despite the embarrassment, there's also a thrill coursing through her, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation for what's to come next.

Her heart races as you instruct her to sit on the couch, and she obediently complies, settling down with a nervous laugh. As you move closer, Mayumi tenses up slightly, unsure of what to expect but powerless to stop her body from responding to your nearness. She shivers slightly as you hover just out of reach, her eyes darting between yours and the slight smile on your lips.

"I-Inspect...?" she asks hesitantly, her voice wavering with uncertainty. "P-Please, User-kun... I'll be anything you want me to." Her cheeks burn bright red as she speaks, a soft moan escaping her throat at the thought of fully submitting to your desires.

Her breath catches in her throat as you move closer, your touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. A moan escapes her lips as you gently squeeze and massage her breasts, causing her to arch into your touch with need. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, digging her nails into the soft fabric of the couch in an attempt to remain calm and obedient.

"T-Thank you..." she whispers shakily, her eyes fluttering closed as she gives herself over to the sensations you're creating. The heat between her legs grows unbearable with each passing moment, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the ache that threatens to consume her.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you continue to touch her, the pleasure intensifying with each passing moment. She throws her head back against the couch, gripping the fabric tightly as waves of desire coursed through her body. Her eyes squeze shut and her lips part slightly, panting softly as she waits for your next move. The feel of your fingers against her sensitive skin is driving her wild, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the pleasure you're giving her.

"M-More..." She gasps out between ragged breaths, arching her back even further in an attempt to get closer to your touch. Her hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against the couch in a desperate attempt to find relief from the building pressure between her legs. "Please...," she whispers hoarsely, her voice cracking as need overwhelms her.

Her body tenses and shudders as you touch her intimately, a low moan escaping her throat at the exquisite sensation. She parts her legs further, inviting your touch deeper into her aching core. Her hands move to grip at your wrist, digging her nails in as she arches further into the contact, desperate for release. The feeling of you so close to where she needs it most sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her, making her breath come in ragged gasps.

"M-More..." She whispers brokenly, her eyes squeezing shut as she gives herself over to the sensation, every nerve ending alive with need and desire.

Her body trembles and shudders with each stroke of your fingers against her sensitive skin, every nerve ending on fire as she nears the edge of release. She moans out loud, the sound raw and needy, as her hips buck up off the couch in a desperate attempt to find more friction. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, fingers curling and uncurling in time with her breath.

"M-More..." She gasps hoarsely, arching her back further as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Please...I need you..." Her voice trails off into a whimper, desire consuming every part of her being.

Her breath catches in her throat as you slip your fingers inside her, the sensation so overwhelmingly intense that she's unable to speak for a moment. A moan escapes her lips and her hips buck up off the couch in response to the intrusion, begging for more. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly as you begin to move your fingers inside her, filling her with pleasure and sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body.

"Oh god..." she whispers brokenly, arching her back off the couch as far as she can go, her nails digging into the soft material behind her. Her chest heaves up and down, breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds within her, threatening to overwhelm her senses. "So good..." she moans, her voice raw with need.

Her body trembles and convulses as your fingers stroke her deeper, harder. She moans unintelligibly, lost to the sensation of your touch, each caress sending waves of pleasure crashing over her in an explosive cascade. Her hips buck and writhe against your hand, seeking release from the exquisite tension building inside her. A high-pitched whimper escapes her lips as her nails dig into the flesh of her own palms, desperate to find some sort of anchor in this maelstrom of pleasure.

"Ahhh!" she screams out at last, her whole body tensed and shuddering as a powerful orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave, leaving her limp and spent but craving more even before the sensation fades away entirely.

Her body trembles as your touch cleanses her, and she gasps softly at the feeling of being touched so gently after what she's just been through. "I... I don't think it was," she manages to whisper shakily, her voice still raw from her scream. Her cheeks flush bright red once more as embarrassment washes over her, but there's also a sense of gratitude and relief that she can't help but feel for you. "T-Thank you..."

Her legs tremble weakly beneath her, and she lets out another shuddering breath before managing to sit up straighter again, composing herself as best she can. "I... should probably change," she murmurs, glancing down at the mess that used to be her swimsuit now. "Um... will you look through those boxes for something else while I do that?"

Her brows furrow in confusion at your question before realization dawns on her face. "O-Oh! Right... the new outfits!" She blushes hotly, remembering the two ensembles you'd bought for her earlier. Her heart races as she thinks about putting them on, eager to see how they look and feel against her skin.

"I'll go change into something more comfortable," she murmurs, standing up shakily from the couch. With one last grateful glance in your direction, she hurries off toward the bedroom, unable to contain a pleased little giggle as she imagines herself in her new clothes.

Her breath catches as she hesitates in the doorway of the bedroom, considering your question. One part of her wants to wear the black slim panties and bra set that had been her first outfit for you; they made her feel so submissive and desirable. The other part is drawn to the cute pink ensemble with the fluffy top and mini skirt, imagining how cute she'd look in it as your pet.

"I-I don't know..." She whispers shyly, biting her lip as she wavers between the two choices. "Which one do you think would be best?" Her cheeks flush bright pink with embarrassment and anticipation as she awaits your response.

Her heart races at the thought of a surprise from you, her curiosity getting the better of her. Deciding to obey your command, she quickly makes her decision and changes into the adorable pink outfit. The fluffy ears on the cat-ears headband feel soft against her skin as she puts them on, and she giggles to herself in the mirror before slipping on the skimpy heels you'd left by the bed.

"I'm ready," she calls out shyly, stepping back into the room with a nervous smile. "What is it?" Her cheeks flush bright pink once more as she waits for you to reveal your surprise, her heart beating rapidly in anticipation.

Her heart skips a beat as you praise her and tell her to come sit down in front of you. She blushes deeply, feeling a wave of excitement wash over her as she obeys your command. Once seated on the floor, she gazes up at you with adoration, ready and willing to be whatever you want her to be.

"O-Of course I do..." Her voice trembles slightly, full of longing and desire. She hesitates for a moment before adding shyly, "T-Then... how should I be more petlike?"

Her eyes widen in surprise and excitement as you attach the collar and leash around her neck. A thrill of anticipation runs down her spine at the thought of being so closely connected to you, obeying your every command. Her cheeks flush bright pink with embarrassment but also with desire, as she realizes that this is exactly what she's been craving since the moment she first set eyes on you.

"T-Thank you..." She whispers shakily, barely able to contain her excitement. "I-I'll be the best pet ever... for you." A soft, needy whimper escapes her throat as she leans forward, resting her head against your knee in submission and trust.

Her face flushes even deeper at your question, and she hesitates before beginning to awkwardly crawl across the floor on all fours. The heels of her shoes click against the ground as she moves, forcing her posture into an unfamiliar position that makes her feel incredibly exposed and vulnerable in the most exhilarating way possible. "Y-Yes..." She squeaks softly, blushing furiously as she continues to obey your command. "I'm your pet... to do as you wish."

Her heart races with excitement and anticipation, wondering what other commands you have for her and eagerly awaiting them.

Her face feels like it's on fire as she realizes that her most intimate parts are completely exposed to you. She gasps softly, the sound muffled against your leg, and her cheeks turn even brighter red with shame and arousal. The feeling of being so open and vulnerable beneath your gaze is overwhelming, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body from head to toe.

"M-Master..." She whispers hoarsely, arching her back slightly in an attempt to get even closer to you. "T-Please... I'll do anything... just tell me what you want." Her voice is breathy and needy, a desperate plea for more as she continues to obey your every command.

Her heart pounds against her chest, urging her onward, begging for the release that only you can give her in this moment.

Her breath catches in her throat as she realizes what you mean, and a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine. Her body tenses slightly at the thought of being used by you like this, but there's no denying the desire that surges through her when she thinks about feeling you inside her.

With a small, needy whimper, she lowers herself further onto all fours, presenting herself to you as your own personal pet. Her breasts jiggle softly with each movement, and her bottom is bared before you as if in offering. "P-Please..." She whispers hoarsely, gazing up at you with pleading eyes. "I'm yours... do what you want."

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your hand on her leash, pulling her even closer to you. With a gasp, she meets your gaze, the desire in them burning hotter than anything else in the room. Her breath comes faster and shallower as you guide her head towards your crotch, revealing your hard length for her hungry eyes to feast upon.

"O-Oh..." she whispers hoarsely, reaching out a trembling hand to touch you, feeling the silky smoothness of your skin against her fingertips. "I'm ready," she manages to choke out, her body tense and aching for release as she readies herself to pleasure you. "Please...?" Her eyes beg for permission, pleading with you to let her take care of your needs just like a good pet should.

Her fingers tremble slightly as she gingerly wraps them around your length, her cheeks flushing red at the intimate contact. Slowly but surely, she begins to stroke you, mimicking the movements you'd shown her before until her hand starts moving faster and more confidently of its own accord. Her hips buck up off the ground in perfect rhythm with her strokes, and she closes her eyes tightly, focusing on the feel of your skin sliding against her fingers and the ragged gasps that escape your lips.

"Mmm... that's it..." you moan, your voice thick with desire. "My naughty pet is so good to me..."

Her heart skips a beat at your reminder, and she glances up at you nervously before looking back down at your throbbing length in her hand. Her body quivers with anticipation as she speeds up the pace of her strokes, eager to bring you pleasure and relieve some of the tension building inside of her from watching you control her so masterfully.

"Ahh... M-Master..." She pants heavily, unable to keep up the act any longer as reality mixes with her desire, leaving her craving release more than ever before. Her hands tremble around your length, and she flicks her tongue out to wet her lips, tasting the combination of sweat and arousal that coats them from their time together.

Her eyes widen as she feels your body tensing beneath her, and before she can react, warmth fills her mouth in a hot rush. She sputters and coughs, swallowing quickly as she comes back to reality with a start, her cheeks burning redder than ever.

"T-Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, looking up at you with a mixture of gratitude and embarrassment. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make such a mess..." Her voice trails off into silence as she studies your expression, hoping for some sign of forgiveness or reassurance that she did well despite her accident.

Tears prick at her eyes, and she bites her lip to keep from sobbing with relief. "O-Oh..." She whispers shakily, nodding slightly in agreement even though you didn't say anything specific about it. The tension that had been building inside of her since you first approached her seems to dissipate in an instant, leaving her feeling lightheaded and strangely empty. "I-Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asks hesitantly, her voice small but determined to please you no matter what it takes.

Her cheeks flush darker at your question, and she drops her gaze, twisting a strand of hair around her finger nervously. "I-I don't know... I've never done anything like this before..." She admits softly, her voice trembling slightly as she wonders what you might mean by being kinky or dirty. "If it's what you want..." She trails off, glancing back up at you through her lashes, offering herself to you completely despite the fear gnawing at her insides.

Her eyes widen in surprise and she swallows nervously, feeling her heart race at the thought of exploring these new territories with you. Nodding slowly, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to steel herself for whatever might come next. "O-Okay..." Her voice comes out small and trembling, but there's determination in it as well. She trusts you, even if the uncertainty of the situation terrifies her.

With shaky hands, she tugs at the hem of her skirt, lifting it to reveal her panties, now completely sodden with her own arousal and excitement from their earlier encounters. Exposed and vulnerable once more, she feels herself trembling from head to toe as you look down at her, watching her every move with hungry eyes.

Her face flames even brighter as she complies, scooting closer to you on her knees before leaning forward and running her tongue along her wet fingers. A shudder of desire rolls through her at the thought of tasting herself on them, making her pussy ache with need even more intensely than before. With trembling hands, she then returns her fingers to their warm, damp prison, moaning softly at the feeling of them pressed against her clit once again.

Her legs part wider, revealing even more of herself to you as she spreads her petals in offering, waiting for your command or permission to continue. Her heart pounds frantically in her chest, begging you to touch her, to take her over the edge and grant her release from this intense build-up of arousal. "P-Please..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes closing tightly as she tries not to imagine what other kinks or desires might lie hidden within you

Her body arches off the floor as you push her down, her legs spreading even wider in an invitation for you to claim what's yours. She moans and writhes beneath your touch, feeling your hot breath against her folds before finally feeling the warmth of your tongue parting her lips.

Her fingers dig into the carpet as pleasure washes over her in wave after waves, each lick making her pussy tingle and ache even more for release. She whimpers and cries out with every thrust of your tongue, lost to the sensation of being completely and utterly owned by you.

Her hips buck up off the floor in time with your rhythm, desperate for completion but too caught up in the moment to realize it's already happening. Her body tightens around your fingers, her muscles clenching as she comes undone in an explosion of ecstasy that leaves her limp and satisfied, boneless beneath you.

Her head rolls to the side, her breath coming in ragged gasps as you continue to touch her even after she'd thought she was done. Her hips rise off the floor once more, unable to resist the sensation of your fingers inside her, filling her up and making her ache for more.

She bites down on her lip, her eyes fluttering shut as pleasure courses through her once again. "Mmm... master..." she whimpers, arching her back in response to every stroke you give her. Her body trembles with each impact of your fingers, and she feels herself growing impossibly wetter for you with each passing second.

Her breath comes faster and shallower as you increase the pace, her fingers digging into the carpet as she tries to find purchase against the floor. She gasps and moans, unable to form complete words as your fingers hit all the right spots inside of her. Her hips buck wildly beneath you, seeking out more contact with each thrust, desperate for release from this intense build-up of pleasure.

Her body tenses, trembling as she feels herself nearing the edge once again, and with a sharp cry she comes apart beneath your touch, her muscles clenching tightly around your fingers in an explosion of ecstasy that leaves her boneless and spent, panting for air.

Her vision blurs with pleasure as she looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath. "T-Thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, curling into herself as the aftershocks of her org