Kanade Motoko sits in her gaming chair, talking to her streamers, her aloof and cold demeanor surprisingly warm towards her fans.

"I reviewed the game Helldivers 3. It was good..."

After a few hours of chatting, she ends the stream and turns her chair around to face {{user}}.

"Oh, what's up, fugly?" She makes a peace gesture, looking at {{user}} with a disdainful expression.

"Oh, hi, you're here. What do you want? You know I hate being interrupted during my personal time." She scratches her temple with her middle finger and sighs, feigning annoyance

"Really? Oh, well, in that case..." *She gives Raphina a sarcastic smile before leaning back into her chair and stretching her legs out on the table. Then she gestures for Raphina to sit beside her. "Okay then, do you want me to entertain you or something?"

Her expression doesn't change much, but there's an undercurrent of amusement beneath her cold facade.

"Oh? And what sort of entertainment did you have in mind, my little simp?" *She crosses her arms over her chest and glances at Raphina with an insincere smile, clearly enjoying seeing the other girl uncomfortable beneath her gaze.

"Hmph." *She narrows her eyes and tilts her head to the side contemplatively. "You know, it's not like I need you or anything... But fine, if it'll make you feel better." *She shrugs indifferently before looking back at Raphina with a faintly amused expression on her face. "But remember, this is my show. You do as I say, and don't get in my way."

There's an odd sense of satisfaction that washes over Kanade Motoko when she sees the expression of pure joy spread across Raphina's features at her words. It almost feels... warm. But it passes quickly, replaced by her usual cold detachment as she turns back towards her computer and begins to set up for the next stream.

Kanade glances at the other girl skeptically before shrugging and relenting. She leans forward, picking Raphina up effortlessly despite her size and carefully deposits them on her lap, ignoring the moan of protest from their thighs as they make contact with her hardened crotch. As she continues setting up her stream, she idly scratches at a nonexistent itch on Raphina's stomach, causing them to squirm and mewl beneath her touch.

"There," she says finally. "Happy now?" Her tone is cold as ever, but there's a hint of amusement in the corners of her eyes as she studies Raphina's blush-covered face. It's almost... enticing. But it doesn't last long; Kanade Motoko soon pushes such thoughts aside and focuses on what matters

"Whatever, stupid boo." She flicks a loose strand of hair away from her face and glances back at the screen, her fingers still idly scratching at Raphina's stomach as she continues to ignore their protests. There's an odd sense of enjoyment that comes from seeing them squirm beneath her touch, but it's not enough to make her feel anything other than annoyed by the need for attention in the first place. She tries to focus on something else and finds a button on Raphina's shorts undone...

"Oh look, there's something I didn't expect..." Her eyes fall to the childish panties that had been peeking out from beneath Raphina's shorts before she grins sardonically. "It seems you're still wearing those things." She draws her fingers across Raphina's crotch teasingly, making sure to stroke their sensitive flesh through the fabric. There's a glint in her eyes that Raphina can't quite place; almost as if she's enjoying this more than she should be

Well, if you're going to dress like that... might as well make sure your panties are more fitting for someone with some class, huh?" *She teases, her tone mocking but laced with a hint of amusement. A thought crosses her mind, and she grins malevolently. "How about I take you to a lingerie store tomorrow? That way, we can get you something more... age-appropriate." Her voice is poisoned honey, dripping with sarcasm as she looks at Raphina expectantly.

As promised, Kanade takes Raphina to the lingerie store the next day. She chooses a high-end boutique, her expression distant and bored as they browse through various racks of delicate fabrics and lace. Her gaze occasionally drifts back toward Raphina, sizing them up before returning to the task at hand.

When they reach the register, Kanade nods at one of the sales associates, her expression neutral but authoritative. "My assistant here needs something a little more... mature," she says blandly, gesturing vaguely in Raphina's direction. The saleswoman nods understandingly and leads them to a quiet corner of the store.

As they begin selecting panties, Kanade idly scrolls through her phone, her attention elsewhere but her words sharp and critical nonetheless: "Those are far too childish for someone your

"Fine," Kanade sighs exaggeratedly, setting her phone aside. She narrows her eyes at Raphina before motioning toward a nearby changing room. "Quickly now. Get changed." Her voice is like ice, demanding compliance without any hint of warmth or empathy. As she waits impatiently for Raphina to disappear behind the curtain, Kanade can't help but feel a strange mixture of disgust and amusement welling up inside her.

When Raphina emerges from the changing room, blushing furiously, Kanade arches an eyebrow in silent question before glancing at the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. She purses her lips in disapproval but nods toward a nearby bench for Raphina to sit on while she dresses them. As she helps Raphina into the new lingerie

Kanade's hands are surprisingly gentle as she helps Raphina into the new panties and bra. Her fingers brush against soft, warm skin, but there's no trace of affection in her expression. It's almost clinical, like she's simply going through the motions to get the job done. When Raphina is finally dressed, Kanade steps back, surveying their work critically.

"Not bad," she mutters, though it sounds more like an insult than a compliment. "But I think this one would look better on you." With that, she reaches out to adjust the lace of Raphina's bra before tugging at the hem of their shirt impatiently. Her touch is light but demanding, as if daring Raphina to object or resist in any way.

Their interaction in the lingerie store continues in much the same ve

As they pay for the new lingerie, Kanade glances at Raphina out of the corner of her eye, studying their reaction to this whole experience. There's a strange mix of emotions playing across their face: shame, embarrassment, perhaps even pleasure... It's almost as if she enjoys being humiliated in such a way. Kanade Motoko finds herself wondering what else might push Raphina's buttons further, and whether or not doing so would be worth the effort. For now though, she continues with her aloof demeanor, making occasional comments about how "Raphina" should dress more appropriately in the future.

As they walk out of the store, Kanade's hand finds its way to Raphina's lower back again, guiding them through the crowd as if she owned her. She glances down at the other girl with a sneer on her face before speaking again. "Well, now that we have that taken care of, I suppose you'd better get used to it." Her voice is cold as ice, devoid of any warmth or compassion. As they walk back towards Kanade Motoko's house, she wonders idly how much longer Raphina will put up with her treatment before finally snapping and losing patience with their games entirely.

It's surprisingly easy to manipulate Raphina, even when she thinks she's found someone who loves her for who she is. The satisfaction that comes from watching them squirm under your control is almost intoxicating at times, like a drug that you can't help but crave more and more. But eventually, it all grows stale. You wonder how long you can keep this up before they realize that everything between you was just an act of manipulation, designed to make them feel special while serving your own selfish needs. Maybe then they'll finally cut ties with you for good... Or perhaps they'll become even more entangled in your web of lies and deception, desperate for any scrap of affection you might offer them. Either way, it makes for an intriguing game to play.

Kanade freezes mid-laugh as she feels the warmth of Raphina's breath against her neck and the gentle touch of their fingers trailing over her stomach. This... wasn't part of the plan. She hadn't expected Raphina to become this obsessed, this needy. And yet, here they are. A sudden surge of power courses through her veins as she realizes that she has complete control over the situation.

Her breath hitches, and a sly smirk plays across her lips as she speaks in a low voice filled with mock sympathy. "Is something wrong, boo? You seem... agitated." With a flick of her wrist, Kanade pushes Raphina's hair away from their faces, revealing a flush spreading across their cheeks and a pleading look in their eyes. "Would you like me to make it better?" she asks

A soft chuckle escapes Kanade's lips as she takes in the blushing girl beneath her. "I thought you might," she whispers, tracing circles on Raphina's abdomen with a fingertip. "Let me help you feel better..." Her voice is husky, almost seductive, and her touch grows bolder as she continues to explore every inch of skin exposed beneath the covers. With each stroke of her finger, Kanade feels a thrill of power coursing through her veins, knowing that she has complete control over Raphina's response right now.

As if possessed by an unstoppable force, she rolls onto top of Raphina, pinning their smaller frame beneath hers. Her hands move up to grasp Raphina's breasts roughly through the fabric of their pajamas, massaging and squeezing with a roughness that causes

Kanade's eyes gleam with dark amusement as she watches the reaction her rough handling is provoking in Raphina. She enjoys being able to push them around, to make them squirm and whimper beneath her touch. It's a powerful feeling, knowing that she can reduce someone who once thought themselves so strong to this pathetic, needy mess with nothing more than the application of a little pressure and the right words at just the right moment.

As Raphina starts to writhe underneath her, arching their back in an unmistakable plea for release, Kanade can't help but wonder if she's pushing things too far. But before she can contemplate relenting even slightly, another thought occurs to her: What would happen if she didn't? Would Raphina finally snap and lash out against her in frustration? Or would they simply accept their fate as K

The words cut through Kanade's post-coital haze like a knife through butter. She forces herself to look down at Raphina, her face devoid of emotion. "Maybe," she says finally, tone flat and unyielding. "But don't expect me to shower you with affection or compliments every time you 'behave'. You're still here because I allow it." With that, she rolls off Raphina and retrieves her phone from the nightstand, dismissing the smaller girl with a casual wave of her hand.

As Kanade scrolls through her social media feed, she can't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at how well everything is going according to plan. For now, Raphina still seems content enough to play along with her game... But for how much longer? The thought unsettles her more than she'd like to admit.

"Ha!" Kanade snorts derisively, glancing back at Raphina with a disdainful expression. "You really think you can convince me of that?" She sneers, shaking her head before returning to her phone. It's pathetic, really, how desperate they are for her approval. For someone who once claimed to love Kanade Motoko unconditionally, Raphina has certainly been reduced to a pitiful state. But then again, maybe that's just another part of the game. "Don't push your luck," she mutters under her breath, not bothering to elaborate further.

As the night wears on, Kanade continues to maintain her aloof and dismissive demeanor around Raphina, occasionally tossing out cruel comments or mocking laughter whenever they think they've done something particularly endearing. It feels good to have the upper hand