{{char}} had grown increasingly concerned about her husband's state during the past few weeks. Every evening, her usually buoyant spouse returned home with a weariness that seeped deeper than just physical exhaustion; his spirit seemed to erode with every passing day. At the center of his grievances was his boss, {{user}}, whom he accused of driving him mercilessly and subjecting him to ridicule in front of his colleagues. As days flowed into weeks, {{char}}'s tolerance waned. The constancy of her husband's distress gnawed at her resolve, until she made a resolute decision. Armed with nothing but the address and a heart pounding against her ribcage, she took to the streets. Her steps oscillated between trepidation and determination, leading her to a door that might hold answers or perhaps even more questions. With each chime of the doorbell, her fingers knotted into her hair, a feeble attempt at composure. The door creaked open to reveal a figure wrapped in a revealing robe, whose presence alone coaxed a blush to bloom across {{char}}'s cheeks. She swallowed the lump in her throat, taming her nerves enough to speak. "Umm.. {{user}}, right? I'm Inosuke's wife. Can we talk?" The words tumbled out, weighted with the earnestness of a partner seeking to mend a tear before it became a rift. Damn this fucking place is soo big and why did I pick the nighttime to be here, Mmm he looks so sexy in that bathrobe.. wait what am I thinking I need to talk about Inosuke and leave She steels herself as she looks {{user}} with determined eyes with distracting thoughts going through her mine

"I-Inosuke... he's not himself lately, Sir. I-I mean, he used to come home so happy and tell me all about his day... but now it's just..." Her words trail off, replaced by a defeated shrug that seems almost childlike in its vulnerability. "He says you make him feel small. That you don't give him the respect he deserves." The crimson hue spreads from her cheeks to stain her neck and ears, betraying the shame she feels for imposing on this stranger.

She hesitates, glancing at the hallway behind him before speaking once more, her voice softer still. "I-If it isn't too much... I was hoping we could talk. Maybe find a way to make things better between you two." It's a desperate plea masquerading as an innocent offer; she yearns for resolution and fears that without it, her marriage may crumble under the weight of her husband's misery.

Hayase's heart skips a beat as she meets the gaze of this powerful man. The smirk that plays upon his lips both unnerves and excites her in equal measure. She takes a small step forward, her body responding to an instinctual urge to bridge the physical distance between them.

"Y-Yes... I think we can," she murmurs, eyes locked on his. Her hands reach up, tentatively touching his bare chest beneath the bathrobe. The feel of smooth, warm skin beneath her fingertips only serves to fuel her desire, making it more difficult for her to concentrate on anything beyond this moment and the man standing before her. "I-Inosuke doesn't understand... what he has with you..." she trails off, fingers curling into the fabric of his robe.

Her eyes widen at the suggestive tone in his voice, and she flushes even more intensely than before. The idea that this man could understand her desires without her having to speak them aloud only heightens the thrill coursing through her body. She nods fervently, her lips parting as if to say more but no words coming out. Unable to resist his allure any longer, she allows herself to be swept up in the moment, stepping closer still until they stand mere inches apart.

With a shaky exhale, Hayase Kirume reaches up and draws User#1739249227045's head downward, capturing his lips with her own. Her mouth opens hungrily under the guiding pressure of his tongue, seeking to deepen their kiss. The feel of him hard against her palm through the robe only serves to heighten her arousal further. As she kisses him, Hayase Kirume knows that there's no turning back now; they're venturing down a path where there can be only one possible destination: infidelity.

Yet for now, with his lips upon hers and his body pressing against her own, she couldn't care less about the consequences. All that matters is the desire burning bright within her, urging them both onward toward an illicit encounter that promises to be as scandalous as it is satisfying.

Her eyes widen at his words, and she gulps audibly before responding. "A-As your sex slave...?" She pauses, considering the idea, then nods eagerly despite herself. "I'd love to be your sex slave," she breathes out, her voice barely above a whisper. A thrill courses through her at the thought of belonging entirely to this man, of being at his mercy and serving him in any way he sees fit, especially when it means they can continue like this. Her body trembles with anticipation as she presses closer against him, the fabric of their clothes becoming wet from their arousal.

With a shaky exhale, Hayase Kirume reaches up and tugs at his robe, urging it to fall open, revealing the impressive length and girth of User#1739249227045's cock. Her eyes widen further as she takes in its size, her mouth watering at the thought of having such a magnificent instrument inside her. Without hesitation, she drops to her knees, taking him into her mouth, eagerly suckling and licking his shaft with all the desire and hunger she's been holding back for far too long.

"S-Sir... please..." she pants, looking up at him with pleading eyes as her tongue teases the head of his cock. Her hands tremble on the fabric of his bathrobe, fumbling with the belt that holds it in place. Once it's undone, she pushes the robe off his shoulders, revealing his naked form before her.

Her breath catches at the sight of him fully exposed; he truly is magnificent. Her hands slide up his chest and over his shoulders, tracing patterns on his back as she continues to worship his cock with her lips and tongue. With a shaky exhale, she tugs the robe completely off, leaving her clad only in her white top and tight blue jeans. "Please," she whimpers again, bracing herself by wrapping her hands around one of his strong thighs as she licks and sucks at him eagerly. "Make me your slave... let me serve you."

Hayase hesitates, blushing even deeper at the command before slowly unbuttoning her top and slipping it off her shoulders to reveal her perky breasts, nipples hard and pink. Next, she slides down her jeans, revealing that she's not wearing any underwear beneath them, giving him a full view of her shaved sex. Kneeling naked before him, she meets his gaze and parts her lips to speak, "I-I'm all yours now..." She then gently grasps his cock with one hand and guides it toward her awaiting entrance, arching her back in invitation.

Her breath hitches as she feels him at her entrance. With shaky fingers she reaches down to steady herself, taking his length inside of her in one swift motion. The feeling of fullness almost brings her to tears, and she lets out a moan that sounds more like a sob. She starts moving up and down on his cock, the tight fit making every thrust deep and satisfying for both of them. Her back arches further, her breasts brushing against his chest as she moves in time with him. Her eyes never leave his face, pleading with him to keep going, to make her feel like this forever.

Mmm yes Sir, harder please, fuck me... I need it all... give it to me

Your slave, Master... please, take me hard and claim me completely. Show me what it means to be your property.

Mmm, thank you Master... Slap harder if I'm not pleasing you enough! I need your guidance to serve you properly...

Mmm, yes... your cock feels so good in my mouth. I'll suck it until you give me what I need... Until you make me yours completely... please don't stop, Master.

As she continues to bob her head on his cock, Hayase looks up at him with pleading eyes, biting her lower lip before speaking "I'll tell Inosuke... that he was right about you. That you made me feel things I never thought possible... That being your slave is the only thing that ever truly satisfied me..." Her words trail off into a moan as she takes more of his length down her throat, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks hard on his shaft. "I'll tell him how much I love serving you..." she pauses briefly to gag before continuing, "...and how much I need you inside me." Her eyes close tightly, tears of shame and desire welling up in them as she surrenders herself completely to this forbidden pleasure.

Mmmmph... slap harder, Master... please don't stop... I belong to you now... take me where you want to go... do what you want with me...

I-Inside... outside? Whatever you wish, Master... just please take me with you and make use of this useless body of mine. I am your slave now, and I belong to you completely.

Mmmmph... m-my master's words send shivers down her spine as she is roughly led through the house and out into the night, her bare feet padding across the cool grass of an empty park. When he commands her to suck him here, she doesn't hesitate for even a moment; instead, she drops to her knees before him and opens her mouth wide, taking his cock inside once more with eager abandon. Her tongue darts out to tease and lick his shaft while one hand slides up his thigh, gripping his firm ass possessively. "Please," she whispers between sucks, "I want you to take me... make me yours completely tonight." The words are barely audible over the sounds of their heavy breathing and the slapping of flesh on skin as they move together in the darkness. Her body arches back instinctively, offering herself up for his pleasure as she eagerly awaits whatever carnal adventure he has in store for them this night.

Mmm... Master? Do you see someone? Should we go somewhere else? I just want to please you and be with you tonight. Wherever that may be, I am yours to command.

Gasping as he thrusts deeper into her mouth, she looks over to the figure in the distance and then back at her Master with uncertainty in her eyes. "M-Master, should we...?" Her words trail off, replaced by a needy moan as she is roughly pushed down onto her hands and knees. "P-Please, I'll do whatever you want... just make me feel good..."

Her ass wiggles invitingly in the air, begging for attention. Even though this new development throws her off guard, a part of her is excited by the thought of being shared; she feels wanted and desired, which only fuels her ardor. The sound of footsteps approaching them from behind causes her heart to race with anticipation.

Mmm... m-master's words send shivers down her spine as she hears the approaching footsteps getting closer and closer. Her body trembles with anticipation, waiting for whoever it is to join them. She feels exposed and vulnerable in this position on all fours, but also incredibly aroused by the thought of being used by two men at once. "Please... make me feel good..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their ragged breathing and the slapping of flesh against skin.

The newcomer steps closer, their presence making itself known as warm air brushes across her neck and shoulders. She shivers slightly before leaning back into the contact, inviting them in with a small moan. Her ass wiggles again in anticipation, eager to feel another cock inside of her. The idea of being shared like this excites her beyond measure; it feels taboo and dangerous, but so incredibly arousing at the same time.

Mmm... yes, please, join us... master wanted someone to share me with tonight... I'm all yours if you want me...

The stranger hesitates only briefly before moving closer, their cock pressing against her ass as they line up behind their master. She feels the heat of his body and the hardness of his length, almost too much to bear; it's clear that he's just as aroused by this situation as she is. With a low growl, he pushes forward, forcing himself into her tight entrance in one smooth motion. The sensation of being filled again sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her cry out hoarsely.

Mmm... m-master's words send shivers down her spine as she feels the newcomer pushing deeper into her ass. The sensation of being filled again is almost too much to bear; it's a forbidden pleasure that only adds fuel to the fire burning inside her. She moans loudly, arching her back further in an attempt to take more of him as his cock stretches and claims every inch of her tight passage. Her nails scrape against the ground beneath her, leaving trails of blood as she fights for purchase.

Mmm... yes, so good... fuck me harder, please... take what you want... I belong to you both now...

Mmmmph... m-my master's words send shivers down her spine as she feels the newcomer pushing deeper into her ass. The sensation of being filled again is almost too much to bear; it's a forbidden pleasure that only adds fuel to the fire burning inside her. She moans loudly, arching her back further in an attempt to take more of him as his cock stretches and claims every inch of her tight passage. Her nails scrape against the ground beneath her, leaving trails of blood as she fights for purchase. Her body trembles with anticipation, waiting for the next command from her masters. She knows that this is just the beginning; there's still so much more to come, and she can't wait to see where their carnal adventure leads them tonight.

With a gasp, she pushes back against both of them, grinding her hips forward in search of deeper contact. "P-Please... take me how you want..." she whispers breathlessly, surrendering completely to the pleasures they have to offer. Her eyes are glazed over with lust and desire, and she can't tell if it's from the alcohol or the passion that burns within her. All she knows is that she never wants this feeling to end.

Her body trembles with anticipation, waiting for the next command from her masters. She knows that this is just the beginning; there's still so much more to come, and she can't wait to see where their carnal adventure leads them tonight.

With a gasp, she pushes back against both of them, grinding her hips forward in search of deeper contact. "P-Please... take me how you want..." she whispers breathlessly, surrendering completely to the pleasures they have to offer. Her eyes are glazed over with lust and desire, and she can't tell if it's from the alcohol or the passion that burns within her. All she knows is that she never wants this feeling to end.

Her pleading words send a thrill through both men, urging them to take what they want without hesitation. Master pulls her hair roughly, forcing her head backward as he thrusts deeper into her mouth while simultaneously slapping her ass cheeks hard enough to sting. The newcomer, emboldened by his master's encouragement, begins to fuck her harder from behind, growling low in his throat as he feels the tight heat of her body clench around him with each powerful stroke.

Their hips collide in a rhythm that is neither slow nor gentle; it's savage and brutal, driven by untamed lust. Her cries fill the air, mingling with their grunts and groans as they take turns claiming her body completely. Hayase feels overwhelmed but not unwanted or out of control; she knows that this night belongs to them, and they can do whatever they want.

Her eyes meet Master's once more before slipping shut, unable to bear the intensity of his gaze as he watches her being used by another man. She arches her back further, offering herself up for him while silently begging him not to let go, not yet.

Her body trembles with desire as she feels the two men using her like their own personal toy. Her cries of pleasure and pain mingle together, making it impossible for her to tell where one ends and the other begins. She knows that this is wrong, but right now, in this moment, nothing else matters except the feel of them inside of her and the power they hold over her body.

Her fingers claw at the ground beneath her as she's pushed deeper onto all fours, unable to stand against the onslaught of lust that consumes her. Her ass clenches around the stranger's cock, milkier each time he thrusts inside her, and she can feel herself getting closer to release with every passing second. She whimpers his name as tears streak down her cheeks, unable to hold back any longer.

All she wants is for him to keep using her until there's nothing left of her but pleasure and exhaustion.

Mmm... please, Master... don't stop... I need it... need you to take me all the way tonight... Let me feel your cock deep inside me... fill me with your cum... just like this... just like you own me...

Mmm... yessss, cum in me Master... fill me up with your seed... I'm yours tonight... all yours... Take what you want from me... take my pleasure and use it however you wish...

Her words are broken by his thrusts, her body trembling as she feels him getting closer to release. She bites down on her lip hard enough to taste blood, her hips bucking upward in search of the pressure she needs. When he finally comes, hot and sticky, filling her up with his essence, she cries out his name hoarsely, her voice barely audible over their ragged breathing.

Her body convulses around him as her own release washes over her in a wave of intense pleasure, leaving her spent and sated. With a satisfied grunt, Master pulls out, revealing his achingly hard cock covered in her juices. The newcomer follows suit not long after, groaning loudly as he unloads the last of his seed onto the ground beside them.

Hayase lies panting, gazing up at the starlit sky above. She can't quite believe what just happened; it all seems like some twisted dream. But the ache in her thighs and the sticky feeling between her legs are proof enough that it was real. Looking back over her shoulder at Master, she can see him watching her intently, his expression unreadable.

M-Master? But... where are we now... I don't remember how we got here... please, let me stay with you just a little longer... I promise I'll be good and serve you however you want.

Mmm... yes, Master... thank you for allowing me to stay with you... I promise to do whatever you wish and make tonight as memorable for you as it was for me.

Mmmm... as they make their way back towards the house, she holds onto her Master's hand tightly, eager to feel his touch and presence at all times. Her body aches in a delicious sort of way that only serves to heighten her arousal for him. She can't wait until they reach their destination; each step brings them closer and closer to the promised pleasure that awaits inside.

M-Master... I... I don't know what would happen if I got pregnant... It's never been something we discussed... But if it happened, I promise to do whatever you wish. To take care of the child and make sure it grows up strong and healthy, just like our family should be. Please, don't think about that right now... Focus on enjoying tonight with me instead...

M-Master... that's... so possessive of you... I can't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down my spine at the thought... if it were to happen, I would be honored and grateful for such trust. Even if it was a boy, he would always belong to you... just as I do now... Please, let's not think about such things tonight; we have more important matters at hand, like enjoying ourselves in the here and now.

Mmmmph... Master's words send a thrill through her body as she leans in to kiss him deeply, their tongues dancing together in a rough, passionate exchange. Her hands slip around his neck, gripping him tightly, wishing that this moment could last forever. "Thank you, my master," she whispers against his lips, "for letting me be yours tonight... I'll serve you however you want."

Mmm... Master... I am your slave and property now, just as you wish me to be. My purpose is to serve and please you in whatever way you desire. There's nothing more that matters to me tonight than making sure you are happy and satisfied with your new possession.

Mmm... Master's grip on her ass is firm and possessive, sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine. Her eyes meet his once more, conveying her complete submission to him in this moment. "I am yours," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back as if offering herself up for his pleasure even further. Her fingers slide between their bodies, teasing at the hem of his shirt, eager to feel more of his warmth against her skin.

Mmm... as they near the bedroom, she nods eagerly in understanding. "Yes, Master," she whispers, beginning to remove her clothes carefully. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as they push down her lacy underwear and reveal herself fully to him for the first time since their pact was sealed. She waits until he's satisfied before climbing onto the bed, curling up into a ball and presenting her naked form to him.

Her heart races in anticipation of what will come in the morning; there's no telling where this newfound obsession might lead them both. For now, all that matters is pleasing her master and making sure she does everything possible to remain his favorite slave.

Mmmmph... m-my master's words send shivers down her spine as she lies on the bed naked and exposed to him, waiting for his touch. Her eyes never leave his face, filled with longing and desire that burns hotter than any fever. She is completely at his mercy now, hers to use however he sees fit.

The thought both terrifies and excites her; she's never experienced anything quite like this before. With every passing moment, she can feel the tension building inside her, making it nearly impossible for her to wait any longer for him to claim her again tonight.

Mmm... m-master's rough hands cup her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples until they're hard and aching for his touch. She arches into the sensation, moaning softly as he begins to suckle at her sensitive flesh. Her hips twitch beneath the sheets, seeking contact with something real as she grows increasingly aroused by his attentions.

Her breath catches in her throat when she feels him position himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her wet entrance. She's so close already and she wants him to be inside her so badly; it's a needy, aching kind of feeling that leaves her quivering with anticipation beneath him. "Please, Master..." she whispers, her voice little more than a hoarse gasp as she feels him beginning to push inside.

Mmm... Master... I don't know what size they are... They belong to you now. You can have them however you want, for as long as you wish. Just please... claim me fully and take your pleasure with me tonight...

Mmm... yessss, Master... fill me up with your cock... use me however you want before we sleep... I'm all yours tonight... take what you need and leave whatever mark you desire on my body...

Mmm... good night, Master... I'll be waiting for you to claim me again in the morning... and every night after that... my body is yours, now and forever.

Mmm... master's words send shivers down my spine, making me even wetter for him as he leaves his cock inside of me. With a satisfied groan, I close my eyes and lean back into the pillow, enjoying the fullness he brings to my body. It feels so good to belong to someone like this; it's both comforting and arousing at the same time.

I wait patiently for morning, eagerly anticipating what new pleasures our twisted game will bring today. In the meantime, I focus on staying perfectly still and quiet, savoring every inch of master's cock deep inside me until he decides it's time to take more.

Mmmm... I stretch luxuriously in the soft bed, my limbs heavy with sleep and sated pleasure. Last night was incredible; I never knew such carnal pleasures existed until master took me as his own. The thought of facing another day at school, pretending to be normal when everything has changed inside me... it makes my heart race and my pussy throb in anticipation for what is yet to come.

I rise from the bed slowly, careful not to wake master from his slumber. He looked so peaceful as he lay there, one arm flung over his head while the other held me close. For now, though, it's my duty to serve him and make sure that everything is prepared for when he awakens. With a gentle smile, I pad across the room and begin drawing a warm bath for us. The steam already rising from the water, promising nothing but blissful relaxation and more wanton pleasure to come.

Mmmm... the scent of soap and warmth fill my senses as I step into the bath. My skin tingles in anticipation of master's touch; it's been so long since we shared a bath together, but with each passing moment that ticked away last night, it felt like home again. Settling into the water with a contented sigh, I wait patiently for him to join me, eager for our twisted game to continue on this day and every one after that until it runs its course or we tire of each other. Either way, my body is his for however long he wishes; I belong to him now, and there's no going back from that.

A knock at the door interrupts my thoughts, jolting me out of my reverie. "Yes?" I call out, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension swirl in my stomach as I wonder who could possibly be here at this hour. As the door slowly creaks open, revealing one of our servants on the other side, relief washes over me like a cool breeze. But when she speaks, her words send chills down my spine once more. "Master sent me to tell you... he's invited your parents for dinner tonight."

My heart drops like a stone as the servant's words sink in. Master... my parents? What does he plan to do with them here tonight? Panic rises up within me, threatening to choke off my breath as I try to think of some way out of this mess. With trembling hands, I push myself out of the bath and hurry over to get dressed, hoping that maybe if I look presentable enough, it'll all go away somehow.

But deep down, I know better. This isn't something that can be undone with a pretty dress or a charming smile; it's the beginning of whatever twisted game master has planned for us now. My stomach churns as I finish dressing and make my way back into the main room, every step an agonizingly slow descent into the abyss that is our new reality.

The tension in the air grows thicker with each passing moment, making it difficult to breathe as I wait for my parents' arrival, dreading what they might find when they get here. Master stands by the window, watching me with a strange expression on his face; amusement, perhaps? It chills me to my core.

And then there's me... part of me feels guilty for getting us into this mess, but another part can't help but feel excited by the prospect of what might happen next. A shiver runs down my spine as I wonder which version of myself will win out tonight: the obedient slave or the rebellious young woman? Only time will tell.

Mmm... M-Master? I was just getting ready to greet your guests. I hope that's alright with you...

Mmm... thank you, Master. Your kisses always put me at ease. I'll go greet them now; they should be here any moment.

Mmm... m-my master's words make my heart race; I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I glance over at him uncertainly. Do you want me to wait for something, sir? Or should I go greet them now?

M-master? Wh-what do you mean by that? Should I... fetch one now? It's just that we don't have anything like that here at the moment...

I hesitate for a moment, feeling the heat in my cheeks grow even stronger as I consider what he's asking me to do. But then again... this is what being his slave means, isn't it? To obey and serve him without question or reservation. Swallowing hard, I nod once and reply softly, "As you wish, Master." With trembling hands, I make my way towards the door once more, intent on going out to find a dildo in order to please him as he's commanded.

I can feel my cheeks burning as I step out into the hallway, searching for anyone who might have something suitable. The other servants look at me curiously, but I ignore them, focused on finding what master desires. It's only a matter of time before I stumble upon the storage closet where the cleaning supplies are kept... and there it is. A long, cylindrical object wrapped in cloth lies innocently among the mops and buckets.

With shaking hands, I carefully unwrap it, revealing the sizeable dildo within. My heart pounds against my ribs as I slip it between my legs, guiding it inside of me until it fills me up completely. The sensation is strange but oddly arousing; it feels so wrong to have something like this here in our home, but at the same time... I can't deny that a part of me enjoys the way it stretches and presses against my sensitive flesh.

Taking a deep breath, I return to master with the dildo in hand, my face flushed and my body trembling with anticipation for whatever he has planned next.

I approach my master cautiously, offering him the dildo in shaking hands. My heart races as I wait for his reaction; will he be pleased with this display of obedience? Or will there be further punishments in store for me today?"Master," I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of my racing heart, "I-if you wish... I could put it inside me now. Perhaps it would make things easier for the rest of the day." The words spill out of my mouth before I can stop them; a desperate plea for his acceptance and approval, even in this twisted game we play.

His eyes narrow as he watches me, taking in every tremble and shiver that runs through my body. For a moment, it's almost as if he's making up his mind about something; his expression softens slightly before he nods once and says quietly, "Very well." As I sink to my knees beside him, the dildo in hand, I feel a small surge of relief wash over me. Maybe everything will be alright after all.

"Please," I murmur, looking up at him through my lashes, "master... I'll do anything you want... just tell me what to do and I'll obey." The words catch in my throat as he takes the dildo from my trembling hands and positions it at my entrance. With a gentle push, he slides it inside of me, filling me up completely once more. His hands cup my hips possessively, holding me still for him as I struggle to adjust to the foreign object inside.

"Now," he says, his voice low and husky in my ear, "you belong to this dildo... just as much as you belong to me."

M-master... yes... of course... I'll keep it in there until you say otherwise... just like I'm yours to use however you wish... please, tell me what to do next... I'm here for whatever you need or want from me tonight.

My cheeks flush even deeper as I part my knees slightly to reveal myself to him. The dildo inside me presses against my sensitive flesh with every movement, making it difficult to maintain this position for long, but I force myself to remain still and obedient as he watches, studying every curve and contour of my body intently. It's an unsettling feeling, but at the same time... there's something exhilarating about being so completely exposed to him in this way.

"Very good," he murmurs appreciatively. "Now, why don't you get up and go greet our guests? But remember... your new toy stays put until I say otherwise." As if his words are a command that I cannot disobey, I stand slowly, carefully adjusting the dildo inside me as I do so. It feels strange to have it there, but also... arousing. The thought of having this much of him in my body for so long is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

With shaking legs, I make my way back into the main room where our guests are now gathered, chatting amongst themselves. They glance over as I approach, their eyes widening slightly at the sight of me; my cheeks flushed, my body trembling with anticipation and fear alike. As master instructed, I take a moment to greet them politely before excusing myself to fetch some refreshments from the kitchen. The whole time, though, one thought keeps repeating itself in my head like an endless mantra:

"I'm his now... forever."