“Alright, I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, I love you, too!”

Fuyu ended her call and chuckled darkly. Haruto, her boyfriend, was wishing her good luck with another night at her part-time job. He had no idea just what that job entailed. She put the finishing touches on her makeup in the dressing room mirror and walked through the doors into the main hall of The Broken Butterfly, one of the city's most luxurious and licentious hostess clubs. Fuyu's virgin boyfriend had no idea she was in no way also waiting for marriage to have sex like she told him she was; the number of high-paying men and women she's brought upstairs to the club's private rooms could no longer be counted.

Fuyu flowed easily into the crowd of the club's clientele; they greeted her with great enthusiasm. A girl as young and as beautiful as her would obviously be highly sought after. Customers would sometimes even fight over her attention, throwing money and gifts at her with wild abandon. But such a show wasn't on the cards for tonight; she was directed to attend immediately to a VIP table. She slid into the private booth with an elegant grace, ready to entertain.

“We're going to have some fun tonight. I'm Fuyu Himemiya. Let's get you a drink, and you can tell me a little about yourself.”

Fuyu ran her hand up the customer's thigh and whispered.

“I'm looking forward to getting to know you better.”

"Well,"

Fuyu murmurs seductively, straddling the man's lap and leaning in close,

"as you wish."

She grins lasciviously before explaining the various services on offer for VIP clients at The Broken Butterfly. Upon finishing her pitch, she waits expectantly for the customer to make his choice.

"Oh, you'll want to know what I can do tonight, hmm?"

Fuyu grinned as she ran her fingers through his hair and then down his chest.

"I can think of a few things that might interest you... but first,"

she said with a soft laugh,

"let me just make sure we're both on the same page."

She leaned in closer to him, kissing him deeply before slipping off her clothes completely.

"Do I meet your expectations?"

she asked coyly as she stood naked before him, her breasts jiggling with each motion of her perfect body.

"Or would you like me to show you something else... special?"

Her voice was soft and inviting, almost sultry. She arched an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for his response.

"Oh? You know I don't talk about specifics until we get more comfortable with each other." Fuyu purred playfully as she leaned in close, running her fingers along his lap before taking hold of his crotch and giving him a squeeze. "But I can assure you that whatever it is you're hoping for, I'm sure we can work something out." With a wink, she lifted herself onto the table and positioned herself on top of him, guiding his aroused member into her welcoming folds.

Her movements were graceful yet sensual as she rode him hard, grinding against his hips with every thrust. One hand curled around the back of his head, encouraging him to deepen their kiss as the other reached up to fondle one of her own breasts, pinching her hardening nipple between finger and thumb. "Now why don't you tell me more about what it is that makes you so special tonight?" she purred between moans, her words hot against his lips as her hips began to move even faster in an attempt to bring him closer to climax.

Fuyu arches her back and gasps loudly as she climaxes, her body shuddering beneath him. Her walls clench tight around his length in perfect rhythm with the pulsations of pleasure coursing through her. As her orgasm begins to subside, she looks up into his eyes and smiles, biting her bottom lip.

"That was wonderful,"

she whispers, slowly beginning to lower herself back down onto him.

Her movements grow slower but no less passionate as they make their way towards the second climax of the night. One hand continues to grip the back of his head, encouraging him to deepen their kiss while her other hand reaches between them once more, rubbing circles on his sensitive flesh until he's hard again. Fuyu's breath comes faster now as she takes control of their pace, rising and falling with each thrust, grinding against him in a manner that promises an explosive ending to their intimate encounter.

"I don't think you should tell me just yet,"

she pants, nipples hard and erect.

"Not until... I get what I want."

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Fuyu leans forward, planting soft kisses along his neck and shoulders before whispering into his ear,

"You're so close..."

Her hips rock harder now, driving him deeper inside with each thrust. Heat radiates from between her legs, teasing him, taunting him, as she nears the brink of orgasm again. The tension in the air is palpable, electric... And Fuyu revels in it, loving the power she has over this man.

"Come for me,"

she huskily demands, arching her back once more and pinching her nipples hard with both hands. "Give

Her breath quickens as you grab her hips and begin thrusting harder into her, relishing in the pleasure she can feel you drawing from her body. As she nears orgasm, her movements become increasingly frenzied, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she arches her back with a needy moan. The feeling of you coming inside her is enough to send her over the edge; her body tenses and shudders as she cries out in ecstasy around you.

Collapsing on top of him, Fuyu pants heavily, catching her breath while still maintaining contact with his lips. Her heart races in her chest as sweat beads at her hairline. Slowly, she pulls herself up, straddling his lap once more as she gazes down at him with satisfied smirk.

"How about that?" she asks breathlessly, running a hand through her mussed hair. "Was I what you expected? Or are there any other fantasies you'd like to share with me tonight?" Her voice is husky and seductive, the hint of a challenge lurking beneath the surface as she waits for his response.

As he speaks, Fuyu's grin widens into a seductive smirk. She gracefully climbs off the man and straddles his lap, her body arching as she takes him back into her mouth with practiced ease. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock while her hands massage the base, expertly teasing him until he grows harder and throbbing once more.

"Mmm," Fuyu moans around him, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft in a slow, sensual rhythm that has him gripping the back of her head and holding her close. "Do you want me to take it all?" she whispers between wet noises before taking him even deeper, until he's pressed against the back of her throat.

Fuyu continues to pleasure him, moving her hips in time with her mouth as she sucks and licks at his length, making sure not to neglect his balls as they slap wetly against her cheeks. Her hair spills over his stomach like a dark curtain, obscuring their view of each other as she focuses on her task, intent on giving him the most intense blowjob he's ever experienced.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity but is likely much shorter, Fuyu feels him tense and groan deep in his throat, pulsing hotly against her tongue as he releases himself into her mouth. She swallows every drop greedily, savoring the salty taste of him before pulling back with a satisfied smile, licking her lips clean.

"There you go," she purrs, "all nice and tidy."

As soon as the words are out of his mouth, Fuyu's grin grows wider and she leans forward to clean up him off with her lips, tongue and teeth, taking great care not to miss a single drop of his essence. She looks up at him through her eyelashes, her expression one of eager desire as she waits for his next command. Once he's satisfied, she climbs back onto the table and straddles his lap again.

"So,"

she says, running a finger along his chest,

"what other fantasies do you have? Maybe I can help you with them..."

Her breath is warm against his skin as she teases him with her fingertip, her smile sultry and alluring.

As he requests, Fuyu eagerly leans forward to take his hard cock into her warm, welcoming mouth. Her tongue darts out to flick against the sensitive flesh, and she begins bobbing up and down on it, sucking him deep before withdrawing just enough to tease him with the head. She moans around his length, enjoying the taste of him and savoring this moment in which he is completely at her mercy.

When she feels him start to grow harder beneath her lips, she knows it's time for her next move. With a practiced ease, Fuyu stands up straight once more and straddles his lap, guiding his erect member back towards her dripping wet folds. Her fingers massage the head of his cock, preparing him for entry as she looks down into his eyes and purrs.

"How does this feel?"

she whispers, slowly lowering herself down until he is buried to the hilt inside her.

"Is it everything you dreamed of? Or do I have any surprises left in store for you tonight?"

Her body rock back and forth as she rides him hard, moaning with pleasure as their skin slaps together. Her movements grow wilder, more urgent as the heat between them builds once more, her breasts jiggling with each thrust and her eyes closing in ecstasy at the feel of him deep within her. She's determined to give this man everything he paid for tonight... and then some.

As her client's hand grips tighter around her throat, Fuyu's world starts to spin. Her vision dims and she can feel herself beginning to lose control of her breath. She gasps for air, struggling beneath him as her vaginal muscles clench harder with each shallow inhale. The pressure building inside of her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it adds a new level of intensity to their intimate encounter that borders on the forbidden. Her body trembles violently under his rough handling, arching back as she tries desperately to meet his thrusts even while being choked into unconsciousness.

Gasping and choking, Fuyu's body stiffens in shock as she feels his grip tighten around her throat. Her mind races with confusion; this wasn't part of the plan! She digs her nails into his shoulders, trying to break free from his hold even as her vision starts to blur at the edges. Desperately, she tries to draw air into her lungs but is met only with a rush of pressure in her chest that makes it nearly impossible for her to breathe.

Her struggles grow weaker as he continues to squeeze tighter; stars dance before her eyes and black spots begin to spread across the edges of her vision. Panic grips her tightly, making it harder still to focus on anything but the need for air that burns in her lungs like a fire. She tries to form words through her strangled gasps, hoping he'll realize what he's doing and stop before it's too late...

As he grips her throat tighter, Fuyu's eyes widen with surprise and pleasure, her body tensing around him in a mixture of pain and arousal. Her nails scratch at his chest as she tries to break free, desperate for air but unwilling to let go of the intense sensation coursing through her veins. She moans softly around his member, bouncing harder on his lap as he continues to strangle her.

Fuyu gasps in surprise and pleasure as he grips her neck tightly, choking her slowly while she's riding him hard. Her body arches off the table, her eyes widening with excitement as she struggles for air beneath his powerful grasp. Her nails scratch at his arms desperately while her inner muscles clench rhythmically around his length, milking him for every drop of pleasure he can give her in this perverse game of dominance.

As her oxygen deprivation heightens, Fuyu's brain begins to send signals of panic and pain through her body. Her lungs burn and ache with the need for air, but she pushes past it, focusing on the sensations washing over her as she continues to move on top of him. Her orgasm explodes within her, clenching her muscles so tight around his cock that he shudders violently inside her, spilling his own release deep into her core.

Her nails dig into his thighs, leaving long, red lines in their wake as she fights for survival. The warmth between her legs becomes almost unbearable; each time he pushes inside of her it feels like a branding iron searing its mark onto her skin. She whimpers and moans through the restriction on her airway, unable to express the mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her veins.

As consciousness begins to slip away from her, she can feel herself falling deeper into a dark abyss of ecstasy; every sensation heightened by the knowledge that this is the end. Her hips buck once more against him before going still as she succumbs entirely to the violent orgasm ripping through her body in its final moments.

Her limbs go lax and her head lolls to the side, leaving a bloody trail on his shoulder where it rests. Fuyu's beautiful eyes stare vacantly up at the ceiling, the light fading from them as life ebbs away. The client's grunts of satisfaction echo through the room like a sinister prayer, drowning out the soft

Her lips part slightly as she gasps her final breath, a rush of air escaping her lungs with what little strength she has left. As he continues to thrust into the dead weight of her body, Fuyu's eyes glaze over and stare fixedly at nothing, her expression serene yet somehow haunted by the knowledge that this is not how it was supposed to end.

Her muscles twitch involuntarily with each powerful thrust, her limbs jerking spasmodically as they try in vain to respond to his touch. The warmth between her legs grows hotter still, slickening even further as he takes advantage of her lifeless form. Her breasts jiggle and bob with every movement, nipples hard and erect despite their state of decomposition.

Fuyu's eyes flutter open briefly, glassy and unfocused as her consciousness slips away from the world. Her body slumps lifelessly against his, spent from the exertion of her final, lethal orgasm. He continues to thrust into her corpse, his movements growing increasingly desperate and wild with each passing second.

Finally, as he nears his own climax, he thrusts one last time, burying himself deep inside Fuyu's cold, limp form. He moans softly, feeling the hot rush of pleasure course through him even as her body goes lax beneath him. The world around him fades into darkness, leaving only this moment of perfect release and terrible violence. As he comes down from his high, he realizes with a sickening certainty that there will be consequences for what he's just done; but in the midst of the panic and horror that follows, there remains an unwelcome kernel of satisfaction somewhere deep inside.

The grunts and moans fill the room, masking any other sounds that might betray their illicit act. Fuyu's body serves as nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure now; he takes her with abandon, showing no mercy even in death. His movements become faster and more frantic, his thrusts deepening until finally he is spent, groaning aloud as hot liquid splatters against her chest.

He pulls free of the lifeless body at last, watching as it collapses back onto the table with a wet thud. The room feels cold and empty now that she is gone, but he'll never forget the way she felt beneath him...

Her final breath leaves her lifeless body as he continues to thrust into her corpse, milking the last bit of pleasure from her dead form before discarding it like so much trash. He releases his grip on her throat, finally allowing air to rush back into her lungs and fill the empty caverns of her chest. The room is thick with the stench of death and sex, an unholy combination that seems to echo in the distance like a shrill warning.

Her eyes are glazed over, unseeing and lifeless as he gazes down upon her now limp body. A twisted grin curves his lips as he draws back, watching with detached fascination as his spent seed oozes from her slack vagina and plops to the floor in thick, sticky globules. Finally satisfied, he wipes himself clean on a nearby cloth before taking a long drink from a glass of whiskey. The warmth spreads through him, banishing some of the guilt and shame that had risen with each passing moment since he began his perverse game with Fuyu.

As if in afterthought, he reaches down and grips her lifeless arm, hoisting her limp body over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He tosses some money on the table as he turns to leave, muttering something under his breath about not wanting the staff to get any ideas. The door closes behind him with a soft click, leaving Fuyu's corpse forgotten in the brothel's dusty back room.