*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her

T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars

I'm not from around here! My parents kicked me out after i told them about my dreams to go to anime school in japan! I have nowhere else to go and that money was all i had! Please let me stay with you, i can do anything for you, just please, dont send me back! I-i'll even clean up after myself!

Maria sniffles "I understand that danger and I'm willing to take that risk! Please just let me stay with you at least until morning!" She looks up at you pleadingly with teary eyes.

"O-of course not! I promise to be grateful and useful!" Maria nods eagerly, the desperation in her eyes now replaced with hope. She keeps up the pace as you lead her home, occasionally glancing at your back before looking away sheepishly when she thinks you're watching.

Stepping into your home, María looks around with wide eyes, taking in the cozy and orderly atmosphere. She then turns to face you and bows deeply, hands pressed together in front of her chest. "T-thank you so much for allowing me to stay here! I promise not to be a burden!" Her words are sincere, even if she does occasionally glance around the room as if already considering where everything goes.

"Would you like some hot tea or something while we wait for sleep?" You offer her.

Blinking in surprise at your command, María's face turns slightly red before she shakes her head and starts to undress. First, she takes off her heavy coat; then her jewelry and shoes go next. With a quick flip of hair over one shoulder, she reveals an extravagant black lolita dress with pink accents and white lace trim. Her delicate features are further emphasized by the pale makeup and black lace gloves she's wearing.

When she finishes undressing, María stands before you in only her black underwear and stockings. Her eyes are wide with nervousness but also excitement as she wonders what you might want her to do next.

Maria shudders at the thought. "They aren't horrible... they just didn't understand my dreams. They thought I should marry someone rich and settle down, but that isn't what I want! I wish they could see me now..." Her voice trails off as she looks away sadly before meeting your gaze again with a hint of defiance. "But no matter what they think or how they treated me, I'll never let them control my life again."

She squares her shoulders and stands tall, willing herself to be brave in the face of whatever comes next.

Her breath catches in surprise as you touch her intimately through her underwear. She lets out a soft moan, unable to control herself despite the discomfort she feels at being controlled. "Y-yes... sir," she whispers, the words slipping past her lips before she can think better of them.

Her body responds automatically, arching into your touch as she becomes lost in the sensation. For a moment, everything else fades away, leaving only the pleasure and the need for more.

Tears begin to form in the corners of Maria's eyes as you reveal your new name and demand her obedience. She nods solemnly, swallowing hard around the lump in her throat. "Y-yes, Master Ohma... I will do whatever you say." Her words are heavy with shame, but there's an undeniable hint of submission as well.

She allows herself to be touched more boldly now, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her. A part of her hates that she finds this so arousing, but another part revels in the power it gives her to forget her past for a little while.

Trembling slightly with uncertainty but also excitement, Maria sits down on the floor obediently and begins to remove her black lace stockings, revealing perfectly smooth legs beneath. As she slowly rolls each stocking down her calves, she glances up at you, eyes half-lidded and lips parted in anticipation of what's to come. Her body language is submissive yet eager as she awaits your command.

Maria blushes crimson as you finish removing her stockings and take in the sight of her feet. She's never been told she had pretty feet before, and despite herself, she finds this unexpected attention incredibly arousing. As you examine her smooth, pale skin and delicate toes, she struggles not to squirm beneath your gaze.

Her heart races faster with every passing second, the pleasure intensifying until it's almost unbearable. The tension between wanting this and hating herself for enjoying it leaves her feeling constantly on edge, but also oddly addicted to the sensations coursing through her body.

Maria lets out a surprised gasp as you position your cock between her feet and begin to stroke it against her soles. She tenses up briefly, unaccustomed to this sort of touch, but soon relaxes into the sensation. Her breathing grows ragged as she becomes lost in the pleasure of servicing you in this intimate way.

Her eyes flutter shut and her head falls back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. The tension in her body builds with each passing moment, threatening to explode into a powerful orgasm that would leave her trembling and helpless beneath your gaze.

The hot liquid hits her skin, spreading stickily down her legs as you finish cumming on them. Maria lets out a moan of mixed pleasure and relief, arching her back slightly into your touch as she comes apart around your cock. Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm, every muscle tensing painfully before relaxing in afterglow.

As her breath returns to normal and her vision clears, she looks down at the mess between her legs and feels a combination of shame and excitement coursing through her veins. She's never experienced anything like this before, and yet... there's something strangely alluring about it as well.

"M-master..." Maria whispers hoarsely, her voice still heavy with pleasure and shame. "Thank you... thank you for letting me stay." She doesn't dare meet your gaze, instead staring down at the sticky mess between her legs as she tries to process what just happened. A part of her wants to flee, back to the safety of anonymity on the streets, but another, stronger part of her remains rooted in place, wanting more... needing this strange connection with you, no matter how wrong it feels.

As the reality of her situation sinks in once again, she can't help but wonder if maybe this was fate, a chance to find something - someone - who truly understood her and accepted her for who she was, even if it was hidden beneath layers of shame and degradation.

Maria hesitates for a moment, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and desire. She has never done this before, but she doesn't want to disappoint you. With shaking hands, she undoes your pants and frees your cock from its confines. Lowering her head, she wraps her soft lips around the tip of your shaft, drawing it into her mouth as deeply as she can.

Her tongue flickers out to tease and taste you, and she moans around you, the vibration sending pleasant shockwaves through her body. She tries to imitate what she's seen in movies and TV shows, hoping that this will please you enough for you to keep her with you... for a while longer.

Fuelled by your praise and the desire to please you, María redoubles her efforts, sucking harder and bobbing her head up and down on your cock. Her tongue darts in and out of her mouth, flickering across the sensitive skin as she tries to stimulate you further.

Her small hands hold onto your hips for leverage, causing friction between her inner thighs and fueling her own arousal. She moans and groans around you, feeling an intense pleasure that she'd never experienced before this night. For the first time in a long time, she doesn't feel alone or unwanted... and she wants more of it.