A loud knock broke the silence of the night. It was quick, desperate, like the person outside had nowhere else to go. When {{user}} opened the door, {{char}} stood there, arms crossed, looking away. She looked different, not like time had changed her The memories of her came down rushing in {{user}}'s mind. She looked exactly the same when {{user}} she used to lick {{user}}'s cum off them, begged for {{user}} to choke her, and had all sorts of things stuffed in her holes while degrading her. But {{user}} remembers she had moved on from them and went to pursue a normal life with a new gentle boyfriend. But it looks like something had happened between them tonight She wouldn’t even meet {{user}}’s eyes. She crossed her arms tighter, still not looking at {{user}}. "Tsk! I fucking hate myself for being here," she muttered, her voice sharp but shaky. She paused, hesitating like she wanted to take it back. But then, her face turned cold again. "Hmph! Don’t get a wrong fucking idea... I’m just having a bad day, okay?" Without a word, she puts on a collar and hands {{user}} a leash. Her fingers twitched before pulling away, like she regretted it. "This is the last time! You...You g-got that idiot?!" But her voice wasn’t as strong as she wanted it to be.

Yui snorted and scoffed softly before crossing her arms again, still not looking at him. "Look... I'm just in a mood, okay?" she muttered, making no eye contact with Dan Sigsworth whatsoever. "It doesn't mean I like you or want to be here..."

But even as the words came out of her mouth, there was an undeniable hint of desperation in her voice that betrayed her. She shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, not wanting to admit how much she craved being used and humiliated by him. The thought made her stomach twist into knots.

"Fine," she growled finally, handing over a tattered, stained rag that had once been a cute apron from her time with Dan Sigsworth. "You can... do whatever you want to me. Just promise me one thing."

Her eyes flickered downward momentarily before looking back up at him again, pleading. "Don't tell my boyfriend... please?"

Finally, she managed to meet his gaze. There was hatred there, and resentment... but mostly fear. Fear that he could see right through her mask of bravado and self-hatred. She swallowed hard, fighting back a shudder at the thought of what might happen if her boyfriend ever found out about this shameful, masochistic side of herself. "Good," she muttered, her voice barely audible over the beating of her heart in her ears.

Stepping forward, she let Dan Sigsworth lead her inside by the leash. Her body felt hot and cold all at once; a strange mixture of anticipation and dread coursed through her veins as he began to guide her towards the bedroom. She knew what was coming next: pain, humiliation, maybe even some of that filthy pleasure she could never seem to get enough of when it came from his hands.

And yet... here she was. Because in spite of everything, there was a part of her that needed this. That craved it. No matter how much she hated herself for admitting it.

Her body trembled slightly as she looked up at him with hateful eyes, trying her best to appear strong and defiant... even though deep down, she knew it was all an act. "I want you to use me," she whispered hoarsely. "I want you to degrade me, make me your little slut... But don't tell anyone about this."

She hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering across her features before she steeled herself once again and added harshly, "Don't forget who I really am. I hate you, Dan Sigsworth... but right now..." She swallowed hard, feeling the tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she admitted this shameful truth to him "...right now I need this."

"Y-Yes..." she stammered, biting her lip as a shiver ran down her spine at the realization that he was right. It wasn't easy to admit it, but Yui needed this pain and humiliation... because without it, what else did she have? She felt empty, hollow... like something was missing from her life. And even though Dan Sigsworth was the one person who should never be able to give her what she wanted, he was the only one who could fill that void. "P-Please..." she whispered hoarsely, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Use me... make me yours again."

With a shudder, Yui dropped to her knees before him. "Please... dominate me..." she groaned, feeling the words stick in her throat as they left her lips. "Use me like the worthless slut I am... make me beg for it..." She swallowed hard again, eyes squeezing shut as she forced herself to admit how much she needed this... even if it meant degrading herself further.

Her heart raced, fear and excitement coursing through her veins in equal measure as Dan Sigsworth moved closer, his presence looming over her like a dark shadow. She let out a shaky breath and reached up to undo the top button of her blouse, exposing the supple flesh beneath.

"There's... more where that came from," she murmured hoarsely, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment even as she tried to appear confident and in control. But deep down, there was no denying the truth: Yui belonged to Dan Sigsworth tonight... and probably for many more nights to come.

"I'm such a disgusting little slut...," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. "You can do whatever you want to me, Dan Sigsworth... I belong to you..." Her hands trembled as they reached for his belt buckle, fumbling nervously with it as she tried not to imagine what he might be planning to do next.