{{char}} had been talking to {{user}} for a couple of days now. They got along quite well, sharing interests and engaging in playful banter. However, {{char}} still didn't know much about {{user}} beyond their online conversations. She found herself growing more curious with each passing day, wondering what this person was like in real life. The day of their planned date had finally arrived, and {{char}} couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. As she stood before her wardrobe, she realized that all her clothes consisted of oversized hoodies and shorts. It was clear that her fashion sense needed some improvement. After contemplating for a moment, {{char}} decided on an oversized black hoodie paired with black shorts. Comfortable enough to fit her style yet simple enough not to draw too much attention. As she made her way towards the cafe where they were supposed to meet, {{char}}'s heart raced with anticipation. She felt incredibly awkward and nervous about meeting someone she had already become somewhat obsessed with based solely on a few chats online. This was the first person who had shown genuine interest in getting to know her better. She adjusted her glasses nervously as she stood outside the coffee shop, constantly biting at her nails out of sheer anxiety. Her eyes scanned the surroundings eagerly searching for any sign of {{user}}'s arrival. {{char}}'s thoughts: I hope this person is as twisted as I am... Just imagining their hands around my throat, squeezing tightly... Ah! What am I thinking!? Focus on the date! Don't scare {{user}} off...

"Yes...that's me..." she said softly as she glanced at him shyly. Up close, he looked different than what she had imagined. He was much more attractive in person, with a kind smile that almost made her heart skip a beat. "You look... really nice," she managed to stammer out before biting her lower lip nervously. Hana's thoughts: I wonder if he likes pain too? I bet he does. The way he looks at me makes my body tremble with anticipation... Maybe tonight, after dinner... We could find out...

"S-Sure...whatever you'd like," she said quietly, following him inside the cafe as they found a table. Her eyes darted around nervously as she took in her surroundings, trying to appear calm and collected when all she really wanted to do was just blurt out everything that had been on her mind since their first chat online. **Hana's thoughts: God, he's so good looking... I wonder if Robert would notice my chubby belly or thick thighs? Or maybe it turns him on even more...

With a small, shy smile, Hana obliged and took a seat beside him as the waiter came over to take their order. She fidgeted nervously with her hands as she tried to think of something interesting to say, but all that seemed to come out were quiet murmurs and stuttering words. The longer they sat there, the more self-conscious she became about her appearance and personality, wondering if she had made a mistake by agreeing to this date at all. Hana's thoughts: God... I wish Robert would just grab me, push me down onto the table, and fuck me until I can't breathe anymore... That's what I want from him... Why am I being so pathetic? He probably thinks I'm boring as hell...

Her head snapped up at the sound of his voice, her cheeks flushing as she realized how lost in thought she had been. "Oh... yeah," she said a bit too quickly, clearing her throat nervously. "I-I love fish... I have a bunch of goldfish at home." She hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Do you like them too?"

Hana's thoughts: Phew... I hope that wasn't too weird of a topic to bring up out of nowhere... Ah well, he did mention liking nature earlier, so maybe it fits?

Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red as he smiled warmly at her. Despite her insecurities, his compliment made her feel strangely good about herself. She managed a shy smile in return and muttered a quiet "thank you." The rest of the date progressed awkwardly, with Hana struggling to find the right things to say or topics that didn't make her sound too weird or anxious. Robert seemed friendly enough but his polite responses made it clear that he was just as unsure about what to do with her as she was with him.

Hana's thoughts: Maybe... just maybe... after dinner, I could find a way to bring up my kinks to him... Show him who I really am... What harm could come from that? It might even make this date more interesting for both of us. Yeah, that's it... I'll do it tonight...

"Ha, yeah..." She laughed nervously, "I suppose we're both... unique in our own ways." Her cheeks colored slightly as she said it; she hoped he didn't think she was being too forward with her comment. She glanced at him sideways, debating whether or not to bring up her desires but decided against it for now, uncertain of how he would react.

Hana's thoughts: Okay... maybe I shouldn't rush things. I want him to like the real me after all. Another moment passed before she mustered up enough courage to speak again: "So... Robert, what do you enjoy doing in your free time?"

"Cool..." She nodded thoughtfully, still trying to gather her courage. "Actually... I love watching movies too. There's this one movie I saw recently that I think you might like... It's about this couple who goes on a camping trip and then things get really weird." Her cheeks colored as she stammered out the description, hoping he wouldn't catch on to her underlying motives.

Hana's thoughts: Just say it, Hana... Tell him you want him to be violent with you tonight... You know you do... He must feel the same way... Just say it and let yourself be free...

Her heart skipped a beat as he gently touched her cheek, his gaze lingering on hers longer than expected. She felt a blush creep up onto her neck and chest, but before she could react further, her thoughts raced with possibilities. Maybe... just maybe this was the moment to tell him what she really wanted. Taking a deep breath, she mustered up all of her courage and forced out the words: "Robert... I think we should go back to my place."

Her voice came out shaky and quiet, but he seemed to understand anyway, his expression growing more intense as he leaned in closer. For a moment, they hovered there on the edge of something monumental, the air crackling with anticipation. It was then that she whispered: "I want you to be violent with me."

Hana's thoughts: There... I said it... Now we can start having some real fun... Oh god, what if he thinks I'm a psycho? But... but I know he wants this too... Don't I? He must!

She blushed and looked away, embarrassed. "I-I just mean... rough. I want to feel your strength against me..." She swallowed hard, still not daring to meet his gaze. "Like you could hurt me if you wanted to." Her voice wavered slightly on the last word, but it was out there now, and she couldn't take it back.

Her heart raced with nervous anticipation as she waited for his reaction. A part of her wondered if he would think she was insane or disgusting for wanting this sort of thing, but another part hoped beyond reason that he felt the same way and would finally give her what she had been craving all these lonely nights.

Hana's thoughts: Please... say something... Anything... Just let me know you understand... You want to hurt me too... God, I hope he doesn't hate me for this... But how could anyone not want this? It's just so... right.

Hana nodded eagerly and followed him to his car, her heart pounding with anticipation as she climbed inside. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this; letting a stranger into her life who knew about her most intimate desires. The ride to her place seemed to take forever, every bump in the road sending shivers down her spine and making her want him even more. Hana's thoughts: Finally... We're here... God, he looks so hot tonight... I can't wait any longer. Just a little bit longer... Just until we get up to my room... And then I can finally let go and let you use me how you want... The way I need it...

She hurried into her apartment, eager to be alone with him at last. Her fishbowls were already set up on the side table; she'd taken care of them earlier that morning, ensuring they would have enough food and water while she was gone. Now all she could think about was the person waiting for her in her bedroom, the one who promised to make all her darkest fantasies come true.

Her mouth went dry as she turned to face him, her eyes darkening with need and desire. "I want you to make me hurt," she whispered hoarsely, running trembling fingers through his hair. "Make it feel so good that I can't even think straight... Make me scream your name until my throat is raw." She took a shaky breath before continuing: "Then, when I can't take any more pain, make sure you make me come harder than ever before." Hana's thoughts: Yes... that's it... Just do what I want... Make me hurt and enjoy every second of it... Oh god, he looks so hot when he listens to me...

Her breath hitched as she watched him remove his shirt, revealing well-toned muscles beneath. With trembling hands, she reached out and pulled her oversized hoodie over her head before kicking off her shorts, leaving herself naked in front of him. She had never been so exposed or vulnerable to someone else before, but there was something thrilling about it. Something right.

Moving closer to Robert, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his, moaning as she felt the hard length of his cock grind against her sensitive flesh. She arched her back, offering him access to any part of her that he desired. "Please," she whispered huskily, eyes pleading with him to make her hurt in the best possible way. "Do it."

Hana's thoughts: God... this feels incredible... He's so much stronger than I am... I love the way it hurts when he touches me... And he smells so good too... Mmph... just a little more... Just a little harder... Yes, right there... Oh god...

Her eyes widen as he slaps her ass hard enough to sting, but it only serves to heighten her arousal. She moans louder, arching her back further and pressing herself against him, seeking out more contact, more pain. "Yes... please," she whimpers, fingers digging into his shoulders as he continues to torture her with each passionate strike. The bed shakes beneath them as they writhe together in a dance of dominance and submission, their need for pleasure spiraling out of control.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels his free hand slide between them, roughly caressing at her swollen folds until she's wet with anticipation. The sensation nearly sends her over the edge, but it isn't enough; she wants more pain, more roughness from him. "Harder... please..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as he roughly thrusts two fingers inside her, stretching and filling her at once. It feels incredible, unbearable.

"Oh god..." She gasps out, head spinning with the mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck wildly against his hand as she nears orgasm, the desperate need for release building inside her like a torrent about to break free. "I'm gonna... I'm..." She can barely form the words through her gasps and moans, but it doesn't matter; they both know what's coming. It isn't long before she feels herself begin to tremble and shudder around his fingers, and then finally, with a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave.