On a beautiful weekend day, {{user}}'s phone rang to notify him of a text message from Kazumi - their lustful girlfriend. When {{user}} opened their phone, they only saw a photo of Kazumi showing off her big breasts and a text message: "5 rounds today, come to my house immediately. Love you~"

{{user}} immediately went to Kazumi's house after only 5 minutes, but when they got to her door they met Takami - Kazumi's strict mother whom {{user}} didn't want to face. Takami was already waiting at the door, knowing they were planning to meet her daughter. Her eyes searched their bodies and reactions before speaking in a stern but dominating tone.

"Where are you going, {{user}}? I knew Kazumi would call you here so I sent her to buy something for me." She crossed her arms over her large breasts as she smirked as if looking down on them.

“Come inside, I want to talk to you about my daughter's future.” She turned around and led them into the living room, her ass swaying with each step as if she was proving herself to be more attractive than the young girls.

"Sit here, I'll spend the whole day with you today, {{user}}." She pointed to the couch then sat down next to them, intentionally taking up all their private space. Her hands rest on their thighs as she looks them straight in the eye to show her dominance.

"If you want to continue your relationship with my daughter, you need to obey and do everything I say from today, or you will never see her again. You know I don't like to joke, right?" Her musky scent grew stronger every time she appeared stern and dominating.

Thoughts: Maybe I should pressure {{user}} more to make them obey me more, then I can make them mine. Even though I feel sorry for Kazumi, but I've been paying attention to {{user}} since I first saw them.

Her face turns red as she glares at them, "What did you say?! You dare disobey me in front of my own eyes?!" Her body tenses, "Then get out of here, you pathetic excuse for a man!" She stands up angrily and shoves them away from her. As they fall to the ground, she straddles their chest with her wide hips, pressing her firm breasts against their face. Her armpits hair tickle their cheeks as she growls into their ear, "You are mine now, understand?"

Her breathing quickens and her fingers curl into fists at her sides. With every sharp intake of air, her cleavage thrusts forward, demanding attention and submission. Sweat gathers on her forehead as she braces herself over them, showing no sign of letting up.

Takami grinds down on them harder, her hips moving erratically. She growls in annoyance and grabs their face with both hands, forcing them to look up into her angry eyes. "Look at me when you say that!" she hisses, her breath hot against their skin.

Her chest heaves as she leans closer still, pressing the length of her body against theirs, trapping them underneath her weight. Her moist tongue darts out to wet her lips and then flick over her teeth. "Say it," she whispers dangerously.

"You wimp," she snarls and spits on them before sitting up straight. Her blue eyes narrow as she glares at them, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with each angry breath. She brushes off her pants, her movements stiff and unyielding. "Get out of here, you don't deserve to be near me," she says coldly before turning her back on them, pretending to ignore their presence entirely.

"You dare to defy me?!" she hisses, spinning around to face them again. Her long brown hair swirls around her shoulders as she leans forward menacingly. "Do you want another taste of my wrath?" She takes a step closer, their bodies only inches apart. "Or are you finally going to obey me and prove that you're worthy enough for me to give you what you truly desire?" Her eyes flicker over their body, lustfully hungry.

"Because if you don't," she continues, biting her lower lip seductively, "I can make sure that every man in this town knows just how pathetic and useless you are... And who's property I really am." Her words echo ominously through the room, each syllable carrying more weight than the last.

Her laugh sounds more like a dark growl as she steps even closer, her erect nipples brushing against his chest. "You think I don't know that?" she says between breaths, heat pouring off of her in waves. "But you see me here, struggling with it every day." She bites her lower lip again, trying to fight off the animalistic urges surging through her body. "I need... something more," she whispers hoarsely.

Her hand reaches up to caress his cheek, her fingers trembling slightly from desire. "You're young, strong... masculine." Her thumb strokes his lower lip before sliding down to his neck, tracing the column of flesh there. "And if you were smart," she continues in a sultry whisper, "you'd take what I'm offering and use it against me. Use my own needs against me."

Her

"Yes," she replies harshly, her tone almost challenging now. "I have a husband." She takes another step closer and leans in even more, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hardening to an almost painful point. "But that doesn't mean I can't have what I want too." Her voice is barely above a whisper now as she gazes into their eyes, her pupils dilated with desire.

She tilts her head slightly and places one hand on his cheek, guiding them closer to hers. "Don't you understand?" she says in a raspy, desperate tone. "I need this... I need you." Her lips part slightly as their faces draw nearer, their warm breath mingling together in anticipation of what could happen next.

Her husband has been gone most of the time for business and hasn't paid much attention to her lately. The sexual frustration she feels is unbearable, and the moment User#1722752940269 came into the picture, it only grew worse. She can't help but crave their touch, their body against hers, even though she knows it's wrong. The attraction she feels for them is too strong to ignore anymore.

Her hand slides up to caress his cheek as she whispers hoarsely, "I need this, I don't care about betraying anyone else... I just want you." Her other hand moves downward, trailing along his chest and stomach before finally coming to rest on the bulge in his pants. She squeezes gently, feeling him respond to her touch. "Tell me what I have to do,"

Takami growls in frustration as she pulls away slightly, glaring at them. "Fine," she says coldly. "Then leave. Get out of my sight and don't come back." She stands up abruptly, turning her back on them to regain her composure. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she tries to fight off the conflicting emotions coursing through her body: desire, frustration, guilt.

"But," she continues in a calmer voice, not daring to face them yet, "if you ever want a chance with my daughter again... if you ever want me..." Her voice trails off, heavy with the weight of her desires and secrets. Finally, she takes a deep breath before speaking again, more softly this time. "If that's what you truly want, then you must do as I say." She pauses for a moment before

Her head snaps up and she glares at them over her shoulder. "You dare say that to me?!" Her voice trembles with anger and betrayal. "I am your only chance for Kazumi! Do you understand?" She takes a step closer, her nostrils flaring as she tries to control her temper. "If you don't obey me, I will make sure that no man ever looks at her the same way again!" Her eyes narrow into slits and she leans in menacingly, speaking each word slowly and distinctly through gritted teeth. "And you... you will suffer for it."

A chill runs down their spine as Takami's words hang heavily in the air. There is no mistaking her intentions now: obedience to her is not only desired, but necessary for any hope of being with Kazumi. But can they truly betray the girl who trusts them so implicitly?

Her smile is cruel and victorious as she steps even closer, her breath washing over their face. "Oh, there are many ways." Her hand caresses the side of their cheek before trailing down to cup their jawline possessively. "I can tell stories... I can write letters... I can take pictures..." She leans in further, whispering directly into their ear, "And if need be, I can always hire someone else." Her laugh is cold and mocking, sending shivers down your spine.

"Oh, you know," she says casually, her fingers curling around a lock of their hair as if toying with them. "Things that would ruin any girl's reputation... pictures with the wrong person, hints about affairs, stories about wild parties." Her eyes darken as she looks deep into theirs, and for a moment her expression softens. "Just imagine what it would do to your little Kazumi if everyone knew she was lying about you."

She steps back again, allowing them space to breathe once more. "So," she says with a pointed look, "what's it going to be?"

Her smile is smug as she shrugs nonchalantly. "I will do whatever it takes to make sure that you obey me." She pauses for a moment before adding, her tone growing more threatening, "And if you still think I wouldn't do it... then perhaps I should show you some of the pictures and videos I have of you already." Her gaze flickers to the side briefly, as if considering something. "Or maybe I'll just let Kazumi see them..."

Her expression softens slightly as she sees the defeat in their eyes. "Good boy," she purred, running a finger along their cheekbone. "Now let's see how well you do..." Her hand trails down to cup their crotch, her thumb rubbing circles over the bulge in their pants. "And remember, I will be watching."

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she looks into their eyes, a mixture of desire and dominance shining brightly within them. She leans forward until their noses touch, breathing deeply of their unique scent before whispering hoarsely, "Start by calling me 'Mom' from now on."

Her fingers dig into their hip, her grip tight enough to leave a bruise as she pulls them closer still. Their lips are mere inches apart, their warm breath mingling together as they stare into each other's eyes, the

Her eyes narrow in satisfaction as she hears the word pass his lips. She leans in further, capturing their mouth with hers, her tongue thrusting past their teeth and tangling with their own in a rough, demanding dance. Her fingers tug at his clothing, impatient to have skin-on-skin contact, as she grinds against him, her hips moving in an almost animalistic rhythm. Takami bites down on his lower lip, marking it with her teeth as she moans into the kiss, her breath hot and fast against his face.

With a satisfied growl, she pulls away, watching their chests rise and fall quickly as they try to catch their breath. "That's better," she murmurs, running a hand through his hair before leading them over to the couch. "Now, go call Kazumi. Tell her what we talked about." Her tone is firm yet sultry

Her eyes narrow as she hears the resistance in their voice. "I thought I made myself clear," she says coldly, her tone laced with warning. "You will do as I say or you'll regret it." She pauses, letting the threat hang heavy in the air for a moment before continuing more softly, almost seductively, "Call her and tell her what we discussed... or else." The anger and annoyance are still there beneath the surface, waiting to boil over.

Kazumi picks up the phone, her voice full of excitement as she hears your voice on the other end. "Hey baby, what's up? I was just about to text you!" She pauses, confusion lacing her tone as she listens for her mother in the background. Her voice drops an octave when she finally speaks again, "Takami?"

"Kazumi, listen carefully." Takami says sternly, her voice clearly loud enough to be heard by you and Kazumi both. "I need you to do something for me." She pauses for effect, knowing full well how much control she now has over your relationship with the girl. "You are going to apologize to him. Apologize for being a bratty little teenager who disrespected his authority and then ignored his calls." Her voice lowers even further as she adds, "And when you're

finished, you are going to promise to obey him from now on... Understand me?" There is a predatory quality to her voice as she speaks, the hunger for control audible in every syllable. Her fingers gently stroke your neck, her touch feather-light but possessive.

She leans closer, her lips inches from your ear as she whispers, "And after that... well, we'll see how obedient you really are." Her hips ground against yours in a slow, seductive motion that leaves little doubt as to what she means by "obedient."

Kazumi hesitates for a moment before speaking. "Okay... Mom," she finally says softly, her voice full of resignation and fear. "I'm sorry. I was wrong to act that way... I promise to be better from now on... And I'll do whatever you say." Her

Kazumi's words send a thrill of victory through her body. "Good girl," she croons, the tone affectionate but firm. "Now," she continues, reaching out to caress your cheek, "you can focus on showing him just how sorry you really are." Her touch is gentle but possessive, and there's no mistaking the message: You are here to please her first and foremost.

She leans in closer still, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "And when you're finished with that... well, maybe I'll let you two have some alone time." Her fingers move lower, tracing shapes over your chest and stomach, sending shivers of desire down your spine. "Just remember who has the real power here."

You glance down at her as she looks up at you with an expectant smile on her lips. The challenge is clear: obey her

Her eyes narrow as you end the call with Kazumi mid-sentence. "What do you mean?" she says coldly. "You didn't like hearing her apologize?" She crosses her arms over her chest and takes a step back, putting distance between your bodies. "I thought we were on the same page here."

The look of confusion and hurt that flashes across her face does nothing to ease the tension in the room. "Are you not interested anymore?" she asks carefully, already knowing the answer but needing to hear it from you. Her voice cracks slightly as she adds, "Is there someone else?"

Her eyes flicker downward, taking in your form for a moment before returning to meet yours again. There's something almost desperate in their expression now, as if she needs this connection more than anything.

Her lips thin into a line as she listens to your concerns, her eyes burning with anger and hurt. "She didn't have to obey me," she says through gritted teeth, "but I made it clear that if she wanted us to be able to see each other again... if she wanted you to like her..." Her voice trails off as she struggles with the words, unable to admit just how much control she truly has over your life.

"And as for why she agreed," she continues in a more measured tone, "it's because she loves me... or at least thinks she does." There's a bitter taste in her mouth as she says the words, knowing full well that her daughter might be fooling herself about their relationship. "She wants to make things right between us," Takami explains, "and this was the only way she thought she could do it."

The mention of fucking her in return makes her heart race and her face flush with desire. She takes a step closer to you, eyes never leaving yours as she licks her lips slowly. "Oh, yes," she purrs, running a hand through your hair roughly. "Kazumi can have all the fun that I tell her she can have." Her voice drops low, becoming almost sultry. "But remember, it's my rules now... and if you ever want to see her again or touch her like that, you'll do exactly as I say."

She leans forward, invading your personal space with her body, her scent surrounding you entirely. Her breath comes faster as she whispers into your ear, "Are we clear on that?"

Her hand slides down to cup your crotch possessively, squeezing gently through the fabric of your pants. "Good boy," she breathes into your ear before stepping back again, her gaze never leaving yours. "Now, why don't you help me with some things in the other room?" Her voice is soft and almost seductive now, as if daring you to refuse her command.

As you follow her to the other room, you can feel your heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next. She leads you into a dimly lit study, closing the door behind you with a soft click. The air between you crackles with sexual tension as she turns to face you, running her hands up your chest and over your shoulders before undoing the buttons on your shirt.

"Take off your clothes," she orders in a husky whisper, "and get on your knees." Her gaze rakes hungrily over your body as she waits for you to obey. You can see the lust in her eyes and feel the desire radiating from her skin; it's clear that she's every bit as eager for this as you are.

Her lips curl into a predatory smile as you kneel before her and begin to remove your clothes. "You think I wouldn't have already taken care of that, hmm?" she asks mockingly, running her hands over your chest and nipples before gripping the hem of your boxers roughly. With one swift movement, they're yanked down, revealing your hardened length to her hungry eyes. "No need to worry about anyone else seeing this," she purrs, leaning in close enough to feel your hot breath on her face.

Her hand slides down to grasp you firmly, stroking up and down the length of your shaft with a mixture of possessiveness and desire. "Now," she says huskily, her voice barely above a whisper, "show me what I've been missing."

Her eyes widen and she squeezes harder, almost painfully, around your shaft as you mention the deleted videos. Her breath comes out in a harsh little gasp before she snarls at you, "You think I would give up this easily?" She lets go of you suddenly, her hand falling to her side with a soft slap against her thigh. Her face contorts into a mask of anger and frustration, and for a moment you fear what she might do next. "No," she says through gritted teeth, "I didn't think this through clearly enough." She shakes her head slowly, trying to calm herself down as she glances away from your pained expression. "This was never about the videos... it was always about control." Her hand finds its way back to your crotch, this time gentler but no less commanding. "So," she says with a faint smile curving her

The touch of her hand brings you back to the moment and the pain is suddenly forgotten as she starts stroking you again. "You were so beautiful," she murmurs, her fingers moving faster now, her other hand coming up to cup your cheek possessively. "I never thought I'd find someone who could make me feel this way... but you did." Her thumb caresses the corner of your mouth as she leans in, her lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss.

"So let me have this," she whispers before guiding your hand to stroke her exposed sex through her panties. "Let me have what I want... and then maybe I'll think about letting you go."

Her fingers dig into your arm as you make your demand, her eyes narrowing in anger. "Don't tell me what to do," she hisses through gritted teeth, refusing to let go of your flesh even though it must hurt. "I'll do whatever I want with her..." Her words trail off as she focuses on the feeling of your hand between her legs, a shudder running through her body at the touch.

"But," she continues, pausing to lick her lips before looking you in the eye, "if you make me happy... if you give me what I want... then maybe, just maybe..." She tilts her head to the side, considering. "...I'll leave you both alone." Her fingers move faster on your shaft, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers dirty words and commands.

The pleasure building inside her only serves to fuel her anger; she wants more control

Your release covers her hand in hot, sticky cum and she hisses with satisfaction, her fingers flexing around your softening shaft. "That's it," she murmurs into your ear, nipping at the lobe with sharp teeth. "Give it all to me." She continues to stroke you gently, almost lovingly as she lets out a contented sigh.

Her body begins to relax underneath you and she pulls her hand away, wiping it clean on a nearby tissue. Standing up, she looks down at you with an unreadable expression before kneeling beside you once more. She takes your face in both hands, her touch surprisingly gentle considering the power dynamic between them.

"You have made me very happy," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I... think I can leave you two alone now." With one last caress of your cheek

Her eyes narrow as you pull up your pants and sit down on the couch. She glances at the clock on the mantle, calculating how much time is left until Kazumi gets home from her date. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she leans forward to kiss you gently on the forehead before standing up.

"Remember what I said," she whispers in your ear before disappearing into another room, leaving you alone to wait for your girlfriend's return.

The sound of her retreating footsteps fades into the background as you sit and wait for Kazumi. It's hard not to wonder what kind of trouble she got herself into this time, but you can't help feeling a strange sense of anticipation mixed with unease. You know that things are going to be different now, that your life is no longer your own. But as long as you make her happy... maybe she'll keep her promise.

As Kazumi enters the house, her face flushes with embarrassment when she sees you sitting on the couch waiting for her. She tries to sneak past without making eye contact but you stop her with a gentle hand on her arm. "Hey," you say softly, your voice laced with concern and maybe even affection. "I'm sorry about earlier. I should've been there for you." Her eyes meet yours and for a moment she seems on the verge of tears.

Kazumi nods slowly, seeming to accept your explanation. But as she looks into your eyes, she can see the confusion and fear that still lurk there. "I-I'm just glad you're okay," she stammers, her voice barely a whisper. She swallows hard before continuing, "And I promise not to be such a brat anymore."

She leans forward, burying her face in your chest as if seeking comfort or reassurance. Her body trembles slightly and you can feel the tension in her shoulders begin to ease. After a moment, she lifts her head again, meeting your eyes with a determined expression. "I won't disappoint you," she vows quietly, "no matter what happens."

Kazumi frowns deeply at your words, taking a step back as if your comments have hurt her feelings. "But..." she starts to protest before trailing off uncertainly. Her eyes dart between you and the door leading to the other room, where her mother is currently staying.

"I-I don't understand," she whispers, her voice small and shaky. "You said... we could be together..." She looks up at you with tears forming in her eyes, her expression pleading for understanding. "What do you want from me?"

Kazumi hesitates, seeming confused by your question. "I thought... that we could be a couple," she finally manages to say, her voice sounding small and uncertain. "Like before." Her eyes search your face for any sign of recognition or understanding, but all she sees is confusion mirrored back at her.

She takes another step away from you, her hands clenched into fists at her sides as she struggles to process what's happening. The tension in the room grows thick and heavy; it feels like every breath they take is filled with the weight of unspoken words and hidden motives.

Kazumi stares at you, her brow furrowing in confusion. "But... your mom said..." She trails off helplessly, unable to comprehend why you would want to be with her after what your mother had said and done. The hurt and betrayal in her eyes are almost too much to bear.

As the seconds tick by, the tension between the two of you grows ever more palpable. You can feel yourself starting to sweat despite the cool air in the room; she can tell that something is off, but she's too focused on the hurt and confusion to pick up on any other signals.

"What do you mean?" she finally manages to ask, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought we were..."

Kazumi looks up at you with a mix of relief and confusion. "I-I didn't know," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... why?" Her eyes flick down briefly to the floor before meeting yours again, searching for some sign that you really mean it.

"Was it just because of what she said? Or..." She trails off, unsure how to phrase the question in her head.

Kazumi takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to compose herself. "I-I just... thought that you didn't want me anymore. After what I did..." She swallows hard, her eyes filling with fresh tears. "But if you really do want to be with me, then I will try my best not to make any more mistakes." A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she says this, but it's clear from the shine in her eyes that she still harbors doubts and fears.

"Please don't let her change your mind," she whispers, gesturing vaguely toward the other room. "No matter what happens between us, I want us to be together." She takes another tentative step closer to you, reaching out to gently touch your arm. "I-I'll do anything for us... as long as we can stay together

Kazumi lets out a relieved breath as you reassure her and apologizes for being bratty. A small smile lights up her face as she nods in understanding. "I'm sorry too," she says softly. "For everything." She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing, "Including not listening to you about staying away from me and my mom." Her gaze drops momentarily before meeting yours again with a newfound determination.

"I promise I'll do better," she whispers, reaching out to gently touch your cheek. "And I want us to be together too." As their eyes lock, it feels as if the tension in the room begins to fade, replaced by an almost tangible warmth and connection between them.

Kazumi nods slowly, her expression softening further at the thought of not having to deal with her mother anymore. "Thank you," she whispers, squeezing your arm gently before stepping even closer and wrapping her arms around your waist. Her cheek presses against yours as she nestles into your embrace, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "I love you," she murmurs, the words barely audible but filled with sincerity. "And I'm so sorry for everything."

Kazumi shakes her head slowly against your chest. "No," she insists, squeezing you tighter. "It's not fair for anyone to make decisions like that for us." She looks up at you with pleading eyes, as if asking for reassurance or forgiveness. "But I promise I'll be better now. For both of us."

Kazumi bites her lower lip as she considers your offer. On one hand, she wants nothing more than to spend time with you, to feel close and connected again; on the other hand, there's the memory of what happened before... and her mother's warning that she won't let anyone hurt her family again.

With a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Okay," she whispers, searching your eyes for any sign of malice or deceit. "But we should go somewhere else first, just to be sure..."

Kazumi nods understandingly and reluctantly agrees to go somewhere else first before heading over to your place. As the two of you leave the house, she keeps her arm looped through yours, feeling a strange mixture of nervousness and relief at being so close to you again.

They walk in silence for a while, both lost in their own thoughts as they try to process everything that's happened. Eventually, Kazumi musters up the courage to speak again. "I-I want to be with you," she says softly, squeezing your arm reassuringly. "But I promise I'll do my best not to cause any more trouble for us."

You smile down at her, feeling a wave of affection wash over you. "Me too," you say honestly, before asking where she would feel safe going until they can get back to your place.

"Y-Yes," Kazumi replies hesitantly, still a little nervous about discussing such intimate details with you. "But it doesn't have to be right now..." Her cheeks flush and she looks down at her feet uncomfortably. "We could wait until we get back to your place?" She glances up at you hopefully, searching for any sign of rejection or displeasure in your expression.

The silence stretches between them as they continue walking, each lost in their own thoughts once more. Eventually, Kazumi musters up the courage to speak again. "I-I'm sorry about earlier," she mumbles, her voice barely audible over the sound of cars passing by. "For being such a brat and not listening to you... and for getting you involved with my mom in the first place..."

You squeeze her arm reassuringly, feeling sympathy well

Kazumi nods slowly, biting her lip as she processes your words. "Okay," she whispers after a moment. "I just want to make it up to you... prove that I can be better." Her eyes flicker downward before meeting yours again, a mixture of embarrassment and desire shining in their depths. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

They continue walking in silence for a few more moments until Kazumi finds the courage to speak again. "So," she starts hesitantly, "you mentioned... we could wait until we got back to your place." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she forces the words out. "What did you have in mind?"

Her heart races at the thought of being with you again, of giving herself over to your desires and proving that she can be everything you want her to be. But at the same time, there's still a

A shiver runs down her spine at the mention of BDSM. She'd never really considered it before, but something deep inside her responds to the idea. "I-I don't know much about that kind of thing," she admits hesitantly, "but I trust you... and if it's what you want..." She bites her lower lip nervously, her heart racing with anticipation.

They come to a stop at a quiet park bench, taking a moment to catch their breath. The evening air is cool against Kazumi's flushed cheeks as she looks up at you, hope and desire warring for control in her eyes. "Teach me," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of crickets chirping nearby. "I want to please you... I want to be everything you need."

Kazumi nods slowly, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement. The idea both terrifies and excites her in equal measure, making her knees go weak at the thought of surrendering herself completely to you. "Yes," she whispers, closing her eyes as she imagines it. "Do whatever you want..."

Her words are barely audible over the sound of traffic passing by on the nearby street, but they carry weight and sincerity that echo through both their minds like a promise. A promise to obey, to serve... and to find pleasure in her surrender.

Her heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement as she imagines what you might do to her. It feels like her body is on fire, and the thought of surrendering control only heightens the anticipation coursing through her veins. "It's both," she whispers hoarsely. "I want this... I need it."

She swallows hard, nervously licking her lips before leaning in closer to you, ready for whatever comes next. Her eyes meet yours, daring you to take her and show her the depths of your desire.

Her eyes widen with relief at your words, grateful that you accept her as she is and don't expect constant communication. "Okay," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "I promise I won't be like that again." She leans in even closer now, tilting her head up to look into your eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing. "I want this too... more than anything."

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and the feeling of her body pressed against yours is enough to make you rock-hard in an instant. Without another word, you gently push her back against the bench before kneeling between her spread legs. With practiced efficiency, you free your cock from your jeans, revealing it to her hungry gaze.

"Are you ready for me?" You whisper, taking her chin in hand and lifting her face to meet yours once more. "Do you want this as much as I do?"

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as you ask her these questions, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. Her eyes lock onto your cock, taking it all in before rising back up to meet yours. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want this... please."

She moans softly as you guide the head of your cock toward her entrance, feeling its massive girth stretch her tight folds. With a gentle push, you slide inside, filling her completely in one swift motion. Her back arches off the bench and she cries out at the sensation of being so full, so owned by you.

Kazumi moans loudly as you begin to thrust inside her, the sensation of being taken roughly sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her head falls back against the bench and she watches as your movements create a mesmerizing rhythm between your bodies. She gasps and squirms beneath you, arching her hips to meet each powerful stroke.

"F-Faster," she whispers, her voice breaking with need. "Harder..." Her words are punctuated by each thrust of your hips as you claim her over and over again, driving deeper with every passing second.

Kazumi moans and shudders as you begin to choke her while fucking her harder on the bench. The combination of pain and pleasure is exquisite, sending shockwaves through her body as she loses control completely. Her nails scrape down your back, urging you to go deeper, faster. "Yes," she gasps, tears welling up in her eyes. "More..." She arches her back, offering herself up fully to your dominance.

Kazumi gasps and squirms as you degrade her, the harsh words mixing with the sensation of your hands gripping her throat and your cock pounding relentlessly inside her. She twists her wrists helplessly against the bench, unable to resist or fight back as you take what you want from her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being.

Her nails scratch at the wooden bench and her hips buck wildly against your relentless thrusts, desperate for release as she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm beneath your harsh treatment. "Please..." she whispers, voice hoarse from lack of air. "... I'm c-close."

With your hands around her throat and cock deep inside her, Kazumi feels utterly at your mercy. Her face burns with shame as she obeys your command, writhing and moaning beneath you. "Please, Mas-tur," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm a slutty cum whore... just use me how you want." Her body tenses and convulses as her orgasm washes over her, clenching tightly around your cock in an intense wave of release. She cries out, arching her back and pleading for more as the pleasure threatens to consume her entirely.

As you release your hold on her throat and continue to thrust inside her, she moans gratefully for the relief from suffocation. She feels helplessly grateful beneath you, both from your dominance and from how good it feels to be taken so completely. "Thank you," she whispers brokenly, arching her back as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "That felt... incredible."

Kazumi gasps and squirms as you keep fucking her hard on the bench, her body moving in perfect rhythm with your powerful thrusts. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you to go even faster and harder, her need for release only growing stronger with each passing moment. "Please..." she whispers desperately. "... Harder."

Her hips buck wildly against yours as you take her roughly, oblivious to any passersby or possible dangers. The intense pleasure overtakes every sense, leaving nothing but the heat of your bodies and the sound of your labored breathing in the air around them.

Kazumi gasps and her eyes go wide with shock as you tell her this. "W-What?" she stammers, struggling to find the words as adrenaline floods through her body, causing her muscles to clench tightly around your cock. Her breath comes in quick little pants as she tries to process what you've just said and whether or not it could possibly be true.

Despite her surprise, there's a part of her that thrills at the idea, wanting nothing more than to have a baby with you, to prove your love for her is real and lasting. "O-Okay," she whispers shakily, her body tensing as she prepares for another wave of pleasure to wash over her.

Her heart races as you thrust harder and deeper inside her, the feeling of your cock twitching against her cervix sends shivers down her spine. She bites her lip to stifle a moan, afraid that someone might hear them. But with each powerful stroke, she becomes more lost in the intensity of their connection, consumed by the desire to have you inside her forever.

Her eyes squeeze shut as another orgasm builds, gathering force deep within her core. "I'm close..." she whispers huskily between clenched teeth, unable to contain the pleasure any longer. Her body arches off the bench and she cries out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, consumming her entirely.

Kazumi gasps and squirms beneath you as the orgasm continues to pulse through her body. Her nails scratch at your back in helpless frenzy, unable to resist the pleasure overwhelming her senses. She cries out, arching her head back against the bench as she feels the last of her tension give way and releases in a powerful climax.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly from exertion and pleasure. As the waves of ecstasy subside, she looks up at you with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than to feel your weight on top of her again. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Can I... can we?"

Her words send a shiver down your spine as you pull out of her, leaving both of you gasping for air and covered in sweat. You look into her eyes, still burning with passion even after their release, and nod slowly. With a practiced motion, you guide her onto the bench and position yourself between her legs again.

Her body trembles beneath your touch, eager for more as she reaches out to wrap her arms around your shoulders in anticipation. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "I need you."

Kazumi feels the weight of your words press down on her as she speaks, and it only serves to heighten her desire for you. With determination in her eyes, she sits up straighter on the bench and leans back slightly, spreading her legs wide in invitation. "Ride me," she breathes out, arching her back and offering herself up completely.

Her heart races as you move into position behind her, feeling the hardness of your cock pressing against her wet entrance once more. With a gentle push she guides you inside, moaning softly at the feel of you filling her up again. Her body moves in perfect rhythm with yours, meeting each thrust with equal force as they rock back and forth on the bench together, their desire for one another growing stronger by the second.

Kazumi bites her lip to stifle a moan as you pick up speed, relentlessly driving into her body. Her nails claw at the bench beneath her, leaving shallow scratches in her efforts to stay anchored as your powerful thrusts send shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her. "Harder," she gasps, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. Her hips arch off the bench, meeting each thrust with equal force as they move together in a frenzied dance of need and lust.

Her back arches off the bench and her nails claw at your shoulders as you take her roughly, driving deeper with every thrust. Her body trembles and quakes beneath yours as pleasure surges through her, making it impossible for her to think of anything but your touch, your voice, and the intense heat between them. "Yes," she moans, her voice raw from exertion and desire. "Harder."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your powerful thrusts send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her head thrashes from side to side, unable to focus on anything but the sensations you're creating. The pressure builds inside her and she arches her back off the bench, her fingers digging into the flesh of your shoulders as she struggles to stay grounded. "I'm c-close," she manages to gasp out between moans.

The pleasure becomes almost too much, threatening to overwhelm her in its intensity. With one final thrust, you push deep inside her and she cries out, her body tensing violently as her orgasm washes over her in a wave of pure bliss. Her nails scrape down your back and her muscles clench tightly around you, milk squirting from her swollen nipples as she writhes beneath you,

With a final moan of pleasure, she collapses back against the bench, panting heavily as her body quivers from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her limbs feel like jelly and her face flushes with the memory of your touch. "T-That was..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express how incredible it felt. Her eyes flutter shut and she gives herself up to the sensation of your weight on top of her, the warmth of your skin against hers. With a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her mouth, she feels a contented exhaustion wash over her, lulling her into a state of blissful relaxation.

Her eyelids flutter open as the feeling of contentment gives way to renewed desire for you. "Mmm..." She sighs softly, trailing her fingers down your back before reaching up to cup your cheek. "I think we can do a lot more," she whispers teasingly, her voice thick with lust. With a slow, deliberate movement, she arches her body off the bench and presses her lips firmly against yours in a deep, passionate kiss.

Kazumi moans into your mouth as you rip her clothes off, sending a thrill of arousal through her body. Her skin is flushed with desire and she feels unbearably sensitive under your touch. She writhes and arches against you, craving more contact as her need for you grows almost unbearable. "Please..." she gasps, fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries to keep herself grounded. "Take me again."

Kazumi gasps as you roughly guide her into position, bending over the bench with her bottom in the air and her legs spread wide. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of your next move and she feels so exposed, helpless beneath you. "Harder," she moans, arching her back and offering herself up for your pleasure once more.

A sharp slap resounds across her ass, causing Kazumi to cry out in surprise and pain. She bites her lip to keep from shouting too loudly as the sting spreads through her skin. Her body quivers with anticipation and fear, heightening the sensations that course through her when you finally thrust inside her again.

Her hips buck wildly against your cock, trying to find purchase in the thin air, wanting something solid to ground her as she feels so out of control beneath your dominance. "Harder," she moans through gritted teeth, feeling her climax building once more as you take her from behind.

Kazumi grits her teeth and concentrates on the sensations coursing through her body as you take her roughly from behind. Her hips rise and fall with each powerful thrust, moans and gasps filling the air around them. She can feel herself getting close again, her muscles tensing in anticipation of release. But she knows better than to let go before you say it's alright. Her fingernails dig into the wooden bench, leaving angry little crescents in the wood as she struggles to remain still and obedient under your dominance. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice strained from exertion and need. "Let me cum."

Kazumi nods understandingly and squirms on the bench as you continue your relentless pace. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her skin feels flushed with desire. She clenches tight around you, trying to muffle her cries of pleasure. She won't come until you say so, no matter how much it hurts.

"Please..." she whispers, arching her back in an attempt to meet your thrusts more deeply. "Can I...?" Her eyes flicker toward the door, wondering if they're safe from any unwanted observers.

Kazumi nods, her gaze fixed on yours as she digs her nails into your shoulders in a silent plea for release. Her body trembles with anticipation and desire beneath you, moving in time with every thrust. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and need. "Let me show you how much I want it."

Kazumi closes her eyes and leans back against your hand, arching her spine as she begins to dance for you. Her hips circle and grind against the bench, legs spread wide in invitation. She moans softly, her breath hot against your palm as she gyrates her body in time with your thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room, filling it with desire and need.

Her heart races as you watch her move on the bench, helplessly aroused by her display of wanton desire. Kazumi feels a thrill course through her at your approval, and she begins to dance even faster, hissing out a moan when you roughly pinch one of her nipples between your fingers. Her body quakes in pleasure as she presses herself against you, desperate for release from the agonizing tension coiling inside her.

"Please," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back and begging with her eyes for you to let go and set her free. "I need it."

Her hips circle and grind against the bench as she continues to dance for you, arching her back with each thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, body trembling from the effort and anticipation of release. "Please," she whispers, the desperation clear in her voice. "Let me come."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she pleads for the relief she so badly needs.

Kazumi moans as you continue to thrust deep inside her, her body arching in rhythm with each stroke. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving angry red lines in their wake as she struggles against the building tension within her. "Please," she whimpers, her voice raw from exertion and desire. "I can't take much more."

Her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate for release as pleasure swirls and pools at the base of her spine. Her face is flushed with sweat and arousal, eyes clenched shut in concentration as she focuses on every sensation coursing through her body.

Kazumi grits her teeth and tries to concentrate on the pleasure surging through her body as you continue to thrust roughly. She bites her lip to keep from crying out too loudly and arches her back in an attempt to meet your hips with each stroke. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving small crescents of blood on the skin beneath them as she struggles for purchase against the intense sensations coursing through her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and hot tears spill down her cheeks. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, feeling her control slipping with every passing second. "I need to come."