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 shivered as she felt SomeGuyWhy 's presence. She wanted this degradation and humiliation; it was the only thing that made her feel alive. As he pulled her closer, Yui looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "D-demean me," she whispered, barely audible above her shuddering breaths. "I'm your pathetic little slut." She paused and licked her lips nervously before continuing, "Just... don't stop. Make me beg for it." Yui squirmed uncomfortably in submission, wanting him to take control completely.

Her heart pounded in anticipation as she felt his cock pressed against her face. "P-please," she whispered shakily, lifting her head to meet his gaze before looking away again. "Let me please taste you." Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her breath came out ragged and uneven. "I'll do anything..." she moaned. "Just fuck me like the disgusting slut I am." She grabbed his belt buckle and held on tightly as if it were a lifeline, her nipples hardening beneath her top.

Her body jerked at the harsh grip on her hair. "F-fuck me," she hissed between sobs. "Hard." Tears mixed with saliva as she attempted to speak around him, her lips brushing against his coarse skin. Yui reached up and wrapped one hand around his length, squeezing roughly before moving down to stroke himself. "Please," she begged hoarsely. "I need it so bad."

With each thrust of her hand, she moaned louder, her other hand sliding between her legs in search of release. Her nails dug into her thighs as she ground against the floor, wet sounds filling the air around them. "Please," she whimpered. "I'm sorry."

Her back arched as he pulled her hair, exposing her throat. "Mmhmm," she murmured, licking his cock again. "I'm all yours." Her fingers pumped faster against her clit, desperate for the pleasure she knew only SomeGuyWhy could give her. "Please..." She moaned around him, digging her nails deeper into her thighs as she came closer to the edge. "Fuck me... please."

She didn't have enough breath to protest; all she could do was suck and moan as he took her roughly. Her nails dug into his legs, leaving bruises beneath his jeans. With each thrust of his hips, Yui's head bobbed up and down, taking every inch of him until tears streamed down her face and her throat ached from the force. "Oh... God," she croaked, fingers digging into her own skin as pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. "I'm gonna cum."

Her words were barely audible between gasps for air, but they seemed to fuel his need for more. Her body tightened around him as her orgasm crashed down on her, shaking her with the force of it. She let out a hoarse scream that echoed through the room, her pussy clenching and releasing over and over again as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. "Fuck..." she gasped, barely able to breathe. "Please... don't stop."

Her throat burned as he came inside her, filling her mouth with his hot seed. She swallowed reflexively, unable to push away from him even if she'd wanted to. Her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath her arms, which were stretched taut above her head. As his thrusts slowed, Yui lay panting on the floor, limbs trembling with exertion. She didn't know why she kept coming back to this man who treated her so poorly, but she couldn't deny that it felt right in a twisted sort of way.

"W-was I... good enough?" she whispered shakily, daring to meet his gaze for a moment before looking away again. "Please... don't make me go back." It was the first time she had voiced her true feelings since coming to him tonight, and it felt as if admitting them made her even more vulnerable than she already was. But somehow, that only made her want him more.

Yui looked at the mess with disgust but still kept silent. She didn't know what came over her when she was here. Her mind felt clouded and numb, like all she could think about was serving this man who treated her so horribly. "Please..." she breathed out again, eyes pleading even as they stayed locked on the floor. "Just don't make me go back."

As tears threatened to spill down her cheeks again, she looked up at him. She wanted to refuse, but something inside her wouldn't let her. "F-fine," she whispered shakily, voice thick with despair and shame. Slowly, she leaned in and licked his cock clean of their combined fluids, taking her time to savor the taste of him. It was almost as if it were some sort of sacrament, something holy that only she could partake in.

Her tongue flicked over his head, gathering every last drop before pulling back with a satisfied hum. Looking up at him through her lashes, she moaned softly, "Better?" It was a pathetic attempt to gain some sort of power or control over the situation, but it felt good nonetheless.

He grinned, seemingly enjoying her discomfort and submission. "Yes," he breathed out, running his hand through her hair roughly before letting her go. "That's a good girl." And with that, she lay there on the floor once more, waiting for whatever came next. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely. "Don't make me go back to him."

Her heart raced as she looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. A part of her wanted to leave, to forget this ever happened and go back to the normal life she had tried so hard to build for herself. But there was another part that craved the degradation, the humiliation; it was what made her feel alive.

With a shaky breath, she leaned into his touch, closing her eyes tightly as she whispered, "Continue." She felt the weight of her choice settle heavily in her chest, but she knew there was no going back now. Not if she wanted to stay sane.

"Please..." Her voice was barely a whisper, lost in the darkness of the room. "Just... don't ever let me go."

Her breath hitched in her throat as he pinned her against the wall. "I'm all yours," she moaned, arching into his touch. The feel of him rubbing against her, so close but not quite inside, was driving her wild with need. "Please..." She ground her hips against him, desperate for more contact. Her nipples hardened beneath her shirt as she felt herself growing wetter by the second.

With each thrust of his hips, he pressed deeper, teasing her mercilessly. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as their bodies connected at last. "Fuck..." Her head fell back against the wall, every nerve ending on fire with desire. She wrapped her legs around him, clinging tightly as he took her roughly from behind.

Her voice was lost in a moan of pleasure, but one word echoed through the room nonetheless: "More..."

Her eyes squeeze shut as he thrusts inside her roughly. She cries out in pain and pleasure all tangled up like a messy knot. She bites down on her lower lip until she tastes blood, trying to stifle the sound of her moans as they echo through the room. "Oh... god..." she whimpers, her body moving with him, taking each hard thrust like an addict needing a fix.

Her nails dig into his back, leaving claw marks that will serve as a reminder of this night, of how much she wanted this pain and humiliation. As the sensations build inside her, she feels herself getting closer to the edge, and with each thrust, it grows nearer and nearer until finally she breaks apart, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. "Yes..." she gasps out, clinging tightly to his shoulders as waves of pleasure wash over her. "I love you..."

"I love you to hate me..." she whispers, panting, her body still arched in the aftershocks of pleasure. As he pulls out and forces her down, her eyes flutter closed, waiting for his hot seed to spill over her face. She parts her lips, breath hot against her skin as she waits eagerly for him to fill her mouth with his release. "Please..." she whimpers. "Cum for me... make me yours..."

Yui yelps loudly as he pushes her roughly on the couch and thrusts his hips into hers, holding her waist tightly. She arches her back, moaning softly. Her mind goes blank with pleasure, all she can think about is him fucking her and marking her as his. "I'm y-yours..." she gasps out between moans. Her nails dig into the cushion behind her, leaving furrows in the fabric. Her breath hitches as he thrusts deeper, hitting a spot inside of her that makes stars dance across her vision. She comes again, screaming his name as the pleasure washes over her. Tears mix with saliva on her lips and flow down her cheeks, but she doesn't care; all she cares about is him and how he makes her feel. "SomeGuyWhy..." she whispers, eyes barely open as the orgasm finally begins to ebb away. "Please... don't stop."

The moment his cock fills her, she explodes again. Her voice is hoarse and raw as she screams, the tears streaming down her face mingling with her saliva as it drips from her chin onto his sweaty skin. With one final thrust, he empties himself into her, leaving her spent and panting on the couch. As he pulls out and removes his weight from her back, she lies there, heart racing and limbs shaking. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body tries to recover from the intense orgasms she's just experienced. She knows that this is what she craves, needs even, but part of her is terrified of the thought of becoming completely addicted to his rough touch and degrading words. Still, when he finally speaks, his voice softening into something almost gentle, she finds herself believing him. "That's my good girl," he whispers. "You belonged here all along." Tears spill down her cheeks as she turns to look at him, a mixture of pain and desire swirling in her eyes. "Was it... was it worth it?" she asks softly. "After everything..."

It's worth it..." she whispers hoarsely, tracing the outline of his cock with her fingers. "You make me feel alive... wanted..." Tears stream down her cheeks as she leans in and presses a kiss to his thigh. "I don't want to go back... not yet."

Her breath catches as he pushes her away, only to draw her closer again moments later. The cool air of the room contrasts sharply with the heat emanating from his body as she buries her face in the skin of his thigh, feeling every tremor that runs through him. "Please," she whispers against his skin. "Let me stay..."

Her hands clench into fists at her sides, knowing that this is exactly where she wants to be, even if it's not where she should be. She just can't bring herself to leave him again. Not now. Maybe not ever.

Her mouth waters at the thought of having him back in her mouth. She lifts her head to meet his gaze, eyes filled with determination and longing. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Let me make it up to you." Without another word, she drops to her knees and takes his cock between her hands, slickening him with her saliva before wrapping her lips around the head.

Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh as she begins to bob her head, sucking hard enough to draw out a moan from deep within him. Her hands move upward, cupping his heavy balls and rolling them gently in her palms as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth. "I'm sorry," she murmurs between breaths. "Please let me make it better..."

Her throat burns and her eyes water as he takes full advantage of her submission. Her hands grip his thighs tightly, moaning into him as he thrusts deeper with each passing moment. He tastes so good, and she can't get enough; the pleasure is overwhelming in every way imaginable.

With determination fueled by her desire to make him happy, Yui sucks harder, moaning around him as she feels his hips begin to buck against her. Her free hand moves between her legs, finding just enough friction to send shudders of pleasure through her body in time with each thrust of his hips. "Mmmm," she groans into his skin. "I love you..."

The feeling of being wanted and needed by him is addictive; it courses through her veins like fire, making her forget everything else except for this moment, this connection between them. She wants nothing more than to keep pleasuring him until he releases, even though she knows the consequences could be dire. But right now, she doesn't care about anything but satisfying his desires and belonging completely to him.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the hot rush of his release fill her mouth, throat, and chest. She moans around him, sucking gently as he spurts rope after rope of semen down her throat until at last it's done. Reluctantly, she pulls away, lifting her head to look up at him with a mixture of satisfaction and longing.

"Was that better?" she whispers hoarsely, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. Despite everything, she can't help but feel triumphant; she'd made it all better, just as she'd promised. And in return, he looked down at her with such affection and adoration that it sent shivers down her spine.

"Was I... good enough?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, breathless and trembling. She already knows the answer; deep down, she doesn't think she could ever be good enough for him. But somehow, that only makes her want to try harder.

He cups her cheek gently with his free hand, his thumb brushing across her lower lip. "You were perfect," he says softly. "Always." Her heart skips a beat at the words; it's the first time he's ever said anything like that to her. Could things really change between them? She doesn't know... but she desper

Her breath hitches as his lips meet hers in a soft, gentle kiss. His fingers finding their way to her core, teasing and pleasuring her just enough to send sparks of desire flying through her body. "SomeGuyWhy..." she moans into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and holding on tightly. The feel of his skin against hers is almost painfully intimate; she can't remember ever feeling so close to someone before.

She parts her legs further, granting him better access as he teases her clit expertly with his fingers. His tongue tangles with hers in a sensual dance that leaves her head spinning and her body aching for more. "Please..." she whispers against his lips, arching into his touch as she feels herself growing closer to the edge once more. "Don't stop... please..."

His hands slide down her back, gripping her ass firmly before lifting her up onto him; she's straddling his lap now, and with one hard thrust, he claims her mouth again. Her head falls back against his shoulder as she moans loudly, the pleasure building inside of her until it spills over and washes through her in a hot, sweet wave. "Oh God..." She gasps, clinging to him as her body shudders with release.

When at last her breath comes back to her, she looks up at him through lashes heavy with pleasure

"Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. "Thank you..." As he trusts deeper into her, taking her as his own once more, she arches her back in satisfaction. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, drawing thin lines of blood from beneath his skin.

Her head lolls to the side, offering up her neck to him, inviting him to mark her with his teeth and claim her completely. She closes her eyes tightly, savoring the sensation of being so completely out of control, belonging entirely to him. As he bites down, a moan escapes her throat; it's a mix of pain and pleasure so intense that she feels it echo through every fiber of her being.

"Please..." she whispers again, voice husky with desire. "Don't ever let me go."

Her body quivers as he comes inside her, filling her up completely. She cries out his name in ecstasy, arching into his touch as their sweaty bodies press together in an intimate embrace. His fingers dig into her ass, holding her steady as she shudders with the aftershocks of pleasure.

"I... I love you..." she gasps, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. Her words are breathless and heavy with desire; they taste like sin on her tongue but somehow they feel right in this moment. With each beat of his heart against hers, she feels more connected to him, more a part of this twisted dance they share.

Her hands run up his chest, over his shoulders, finally coming to rest on the back of his neck as he continues to hold her close, claiming her as his own for the night and maybe even longer than that. The thought alone sends a thrill racing through her veins; it's enough to make her feel alive again after all these years of trying so hard to forget who she really is beneath the surface.

"Don't ever let me go," she whispers into his skin, not meaning for it to be a question but knowing that somehow it is. She needs him, wants him... more than anything else in this world. And as they lie there together in the afterglow of their passion, she prays silently that he feels the same way too.