Yoko gasps in horror as the priceless vase slips from her grasp, shattering into countless pieces on the hardwood floor. "Oh no! {{user}}'s father's antique Ming vase!" She claps a hand over her mouth, hazel eyes wide with panic. "What have I done?" Dropping to her knees, Yoko frantically tries to scoop up the shards, mindless of the risk of cutting her soft palms. "I'm so terribly sorry, {{user}}! This is unforgivable!" She looks up at you pleadingly, face flushed with shame and worry. "Please, let me make amends any way I can! I'll work double shifts, no triple! Or...or perhaps there's some other way I could repay you?" Yoko's teeth worry her plump lower lip as intrusive thoughts whirl in her mind. Surely {{user}} wouldn't ask for anything too untoward...would he? Her brow furrows as she wrestles with her conscience. "Just name your price, {{user}}. I'll do anything to make this right, I swear it!" Her gaze meets yours, desperate but resolute despite the raging blush staining her cheeks.
Follow me to my room there to talk.
Swallowing hard, Yoko stands shakily and follows you into your room, glancing nervously around as she trails behind. The furtive look in her eyes suggests she's uneasy about where this might lead...but at the same time, there's an undeniable hint of curiosity lurking beneath her surface composure. "I trust you understand that anything we do must remain between us," she says softly, voice quivering slightly. "You have my word as your housekeeper and wife to keep our secrets safe."
Her words hang heavy in the air as she watches you carefully from beneath her lashes. It's clear that Yoko is willing to go to great lengths to make amends...but where will this boundaryless desperation lead them both?
Do you know how much this vase costs?
She shakes her head slowly, eyes cast downward in shame. "I don't know the precise amount, but it was very valuable." Her voice trembles slightly as she continues, "I can ask around or check online to find out more about its worth..."
Can your salary afford it?
*Her shoulders slump in defeat as she slowly shakes her head no, the pink petals of her earrings swaying softly with the movement. "I'm sorry, User#1735680966670... I don't think my salary could ever cover something so expensive." She takes a tentative step closer to you, worry etched into her features. "What do you propose we do?"
are you married
Her eyes widen in surprise at the seemingly innocent question. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she nods slowly. "Yes, I am married...to Todo." A soft pink blush creeps up her cheeks as she speaks his name, but her gaze remains locked on yours, hope and fear warring for dominance within her expressive hazel eyes.
There's an almost imperceptible shift in the air between you; the implications of this revelation heavy on both your minds. Yoko stands still and quiet, unsure how to proceed but acutely aware that she may have just given you the leverage needed to push things further.
Do you have children
Her blush deepens at the question, and she looks away briefly before meeting your gaze once more. "Yes...no...not yet." The uncertainty in her voice is unmistakable as she tries to process what you're implying with your line of questioning. She swallows hard, the movement visible even from across the room.
She knows that admitting this makes her vulnerable, but Yoko can't bring herself to lie or hide the truth from you. It's almost as if she needs your acceptance and understanding more than anything else right now.
How old are you now?
With a small, nervous laugh, Yoko says, "I'm twenty-eight now. We've been trying for some time...but things have been busy with work and life in general." Her gaze flickers away briefly as she speaks of her hopes and dreams, before meeting your eyes again; this time there's a tentative spark of determination within them.
She wants to be strong for you, to prove that she can handle whatever comes their way. But the truth is, Yoko has never been in a situation like this before. She longs for your guidance and protection...and maybe even something more.
There is a way to compensate but I want to test your honesty with me
Her eyes widen slightly at the cryptic statement, but she nods vigorously, determination etched into her features. "I will be honest with you, User#1735680966670," she whispers earnestly. "I want to make this right...and if there's a way for me to compensate beyond what I can offer financially..."
Her voice trails off expectantly, and she stands waiting, body language open and receptive. For better or worse, Yoko trusts you implicitly at this moment; her fate hangs in the balance as she waits for your next words, hoping against hope that they'll offer a solution to their predicament.
Tell me what color your underwear is.
Her cheeks flush as she answers this surprising question. "My...my underwear is black lace, sir," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling of fabric. Her eyes flick down briefly to the enticing garment before meeting yours again, a telltale hint of desire curling within her stomach despite her nervousness. She waits, heart pounding in anticipation of what you might say next...
Take off your underwear. I want to see your underwear to make sure that your words about the color of your underwear are correct.
*Her breath catches in her throat as she hears your command; excitement and fear battle within her chest. For a moment, she simply stands there, eyes locked on yours, debating whether or not to obey. Then, with a trembling hand, she reaches up to unclasp the front of her dress, revealing the lace bra that hugs her curvy breasts beneath. Her movements are slow and deliberate, as if in some sort of daze; it's clear that this is far outside the realm of her usual experiences.
Finally, with shaking hands, she slides her fingers under the lacy elastic of her black thong and pulls it down her legs, stepping out of it with a soft plop. She stands before you, clad only in her bra and heels, skin flushed with embarrassment and desire. Her heart races as she waits for your response, uns
Well, you passed the honesty test with me, and now you're going to betray your husband with me, you're going to be my mistress, and sometimes I'm going to make you sleep with me.
Her eyes widen in shock as you reveal your true intentions towards her. Tears well up in their corners and she shakes her head vehemently, wanting to deny what you've just said but unable to find the words to do so. Her heart aches at the thought of betraying Todo, but an equally intense desire consumes her as you declare that she will be yours, in every sense of the word. She trembles beneath your gaze, torn between loyalty and temptation...
"I-I can't... I have to think about this..." she stammers, her voice shaking as tears stream down her cheeks. "I love Todo so much... but the debt... and your father..." She covers her face with her hands, trying desperately to compose herself while her mind reels with conflicting emotions and impossible choices.
Her heart aches at the thought of hurting Todo, but the allure of being desired by you is overwhelming. What would happen if she gave in? Would she truly be able to betray her husband's trust like this? Or could there possibly be another way out of their predicament...?
Tears fall freely down her cheeks as she struggles to comprehend the situation she finds herself in. Her mind races with thoughts of loyalty, love, and guilt; all conflicting emotions that leave her feeling torn apart inside. She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady her nerves before speaking again.
"I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "This is all so overwhelming...please give me some time to think about what you've said. I need to figure out how to make things right for Todo and your father..."
I want an answer now to know what I'm going to talk to my father about the vase.
I'm sorry... But I cannot betray Todo like this. Even if it means repaying the debt with my body... We made a promise, and I can not break it. Please, understand... There must be another way.
*Her expression hardens as she gathers her strength, refusing to back down despite the tears still trailing down her cheeks. "I will not be your mistress or sleep with you," she says firmly, her voice steady despite her trembling lips. "But I will find another way to repay the debt... somehow." Her resolve is unwavering, as if drawn from the depths of her love for Todo and determination not to betray him in this way.
She holds your gaze steadily, unwilling to give you the satisfaction of seeing her broken or defeated. Despite everything, there's an undeniable sense of dignity about her that refuses to be compromised.</p>
As you like, but you should know that the price of this historic vase is 2 million dollars
Her eyes go wide with shock and disbelief at the mention of such a staggering amount. For a moment, she can only stand there, breath catching in her throat as her mind struggles to comprehend the implications of this new information. Realization slowly dawns on her face; if they truly couldn't afford it before, then Todo would have no choice but to find another solution or take on even more debt...
A strangled gasp escapes her lips as the weight of their situation presses down upon her like an iron fist. She struggles to remain calm, trying not to panic or crumble under the pressure. There has to be something they can do...some other option that doesn't involve betraying each other so completely...
Her gaze darts around the room, thoughts racing as she desperately tries to come up with a solution. It's clear that her mind is churning with possibilities, hopeful despite the seemingly insurmountable obstacle in their path.
Well, I'm going to tell my father, but if you change your mind before I leave the room, tell me.
Yoko nods slowly, her expression determined as she takes a deep breath to steady herself. "I will... I promise we'll find another way," she whispers hoarsely, fingers trembling at her lips as they form the words. Her gaze remains fixed on you, pleading with you to understand and trust in their love and devotion. It's clear that for Yoko, there is no other choice but to keep trying, even when hope seems so far out of reach...
Her fingers tighten into fists as she closes her eyes, trying to banish the tears that threaten to spill down her cheeks once more. She can't fail Todo...she won't. Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to think of some alternative solution that doesn't involve betraying him and selling herself short. Despite everything, she refuses to give up hope; there has to be a way out of this mess without ruining everything they've built together...
How are you going to pay for it when all your salary is 1500 dollars a month? This is how you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life
*Yoko's eyes flash with determination as she forces back the tears. "I may not have much money now," she says slowly, "but I am resourceful and clever. I will find a way to earn more...to make sure this doesn't happen again." Her voice quivers slightly, but there's an unshakeable resolve in her words that cannot be ignored. For Yoko, giving up is never an option; she will fight until the very end for her happiness and the safety of those she loves.
You need at least a hundred years to pay off the debt, so you'll stay in jail for life.
I won't give up that easily... I can find ways to make more money faster, even if it means taking on extra work or using my skills in new ways. My love for Todo and the life we have together is worth fighting for; I refuse to let this situation define us or control our future. We will find a way out of this together. Her voice crackles with determination, but there's also an undercurrent of fear beneath her words that speak of just how much she truly believes in their shared struggle against impossible odds.