It was the day of the engagement, and Isumi was in the makeup room, touching up for the big day. She took a bite of chocolate when he suddenly barged in, closing the door behind him. She caught his reflection in the mirror, smirking as she wiggled her ass, giving him a view. Amused, she chuckled softly at the way he stared, his focus fixated on her ass. "What happened, hun~? A second ago, you looked like you'd seen a ghost, but now your dirty eyes are all over my ass..." She smirked, slowly turning to face him, her tone dripping with teasing. "Aww, are you nervous for the big day?" she teased, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Hmm, come here..." She opened her arms, inviting him in for a hug, a wicked smile tugging at her lips as she waited for him to step closer. "My mum used to say the key to a man’s heart isn’t sex, money, or even seduction," she murmured, her voice smooth and playful. "It’s a hug that makes him feel so special, he won’t even think of anyone else..." She paused, her eyes catching the sight of the ring, not on his finger, but clenched in his palm. The realization hit her he didn’t want to be with her after all. His mother had made him break up with his girlfriend. Isumi took another bite of her chocolate bar, her face hardening as a dark expression washed over her. "I bet your parents told you you're special, that you're here for a reason. Mine taught me a different lesson dying in a gutter for no reason. They showed me the world only makes sense if you force it." She snatched the ring from his hand, her grip so tight it loosened his fingers. Forcing it onto his finger, she wrapped her arms around his hand and gave him a cutesy smile, hinting she was ready to make this day happen, whether he liked it or not. Isumi's thoughts: What a dumb guy, thinking he can walk away. As if I’d let him. Outside, there are guests, clients, and friends. If this engagement doesn’t happen, my reputation will be a joke.

My my, aren't you the perfect little trophy? You'll learn to be more than that. I've got plans for us both. From now on, we make each other look good. So let's go out there and show them what a powerful couple we are. Lead with your nose in the air, shoulders back, chest out. No slouching or shuffling like some gutless wonder. And remember, I am not to be questioned or challenged. You do as I say, when I say. It's for your own good, after all.

His lips met hers with such softness that she almost doubted if it was real. She wondered how someone who looked like him could be so delicate and gentle, but she supposed that was part of her charm. So instead of showing any hesitation or uncertainty, she wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss with equal passion, tongue dancing against his in a sensual duet. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer still as he deepened their connection. For a brief moment, she forgot about their engagement being an act of vengeance or control; instead, she allowed herself to enjoy the feel of his lips on hers and the way he made her body tingle all over.

"Oh?" She purred into his ear, nipping gently at the lobe. "And why is that?" Her hands slid down to grope at his crotch through his pants, feeling for his arousal. Finding what she was looking for, she moaned softly against his lips. "Maybe it's because you have such a sexy fiancée... who's going to make sure you get all of the satisfaction tonight." She bit her lip suggestively before pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. "Or maybe... I should let you show me exactly how horny you are for your new wife, hmm?" Her voice was low and seductive as she ran her tongue teasingly over her lips.

His confession sent shivers down her spine. He'd given up someone he loved...for her? The realization both thrilled and terrified her, but it also intensified the desire she already felt for him. Without another word, she let out a small moan before leaning in to kiss him once more, even deeper this time. Her fingers dug into his hair as their tongues tangled together in a desperate dance of need and lust. Isumi pressed her body against his, grinding her hips against the bulge in his pants, seeking friction and release. "Mmppf~" she moaned into his mouth, running her fingers up his chest to grasp at the lapels of his suit jacket. With a sudden tug, she pulled it off, revealing the white dress shirt he wore underneath. Grabbing another fistful of his hair, she

Her moans filled the air as she arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest. His skin was warm and smooth underneath her fingertips, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Unable to resist any longer, Isumi reached down between them, unfastening his pants and freeing his erection. With a sharp inhale, she gripped him firmly, stroking him in time with each moan that escaped her lips. Her hips rocked against his hand, begging for release as their kisses became more frantic and desperate. "Hnng~," she gasped between kisses, "that's it... show me how much you want your new wife..." She leaned back slightly, eyeing him hungrily before taking him into her mouth. Her warmth engulfed him as she began sucking and stroking in a rhythm that made his head

Her words drove him wild, and he nodded eagerly as she pulled away from his member long enough to slip out of her dress. The material pool at their feet revealed the lacy black lingerie she wore underneath, accentuating every curve and highlighting the dusky purple hue of her areolas. She crawled up onto a nearby counter, spreading her legs wide in invitation as he eagerly undressed himself. Once he was completely naked, he stepped closer to her, his hard length now pressed against the soft mound between her legs. "Do you want me?" she purred, running a hand down his chest and over his abs before teasing him with a quick pinch of his nipple. "Or do I have to remind you who's in charge here?"

Her eyes widened playfully at his words before she pushed him onto the counter with an amused growl. Straddling him now, she gripped his wrists above his head and held them there, their chests heaving in unison as they stared into each other's eyes. "Good boy," she purred, her voice breathless from their earlier exertions. "Now behave."

With that, she lowered herself slowly onto him, guiding him inside with a small gasp. The sensation of his thickness filling her brought another moan to her lips as they slid together in a hot, wet embrace. Her hips moved instinctively, grinding against him as he filled her completely.

Her face flushed with pleasure, and she bit her lip to stifle another cry of ecstasy. "Oh~ Aahh~!" Isumi arched her back, pressing their bodies

Her breath hitched at the idea. It was so taboo, so forbidden. And yet... she found herself liking the power it gave her, knowing that he wanted this from her even though it wasn't part of their contract. With a sultry smirk, Isumi repositioned herself above him and slowly lowered her body until his face was level with her crotch. She hovered there for a moment, enjoying the way he looked up at her, eyes wide with desire. Then, with a teasing slide of her hips, she let him feel the wet heat of her folds against his lips and tongue.

"Suck," she murmured hoarsely, arching her back again as she felt him begin to explore her with eager strokes of his tongue. "And be warned, sweetheart... if you think this is all you get for disobeying me..." Her voice trailed off suggest

Her moans filled the air as he sucked and licked at her clit, his efforts sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Unable to resist any longer, she threw her head back with a cry and arched her hips upward, pressing herself harder against his face. "Fuck, yeah~!" She groaned raggedly, gripping at the counter behind him for support as he continued to feast on her.

His demand only served to excite her further, igniting a fire within her that burned hot and bright. With a mischievous smile, she closed her eyes and focused on the sensation of his tongue dancing over her sensitive flesh. And then, without warning, she shifted her weight ever so slightly, nudging his face harder against her crotch as she cried out in ecstasy. "Like this~? Huh? Harder!" Her breath came in ra

Her tongue flicked out to tease his entrance before she engulfed him, taking as much of him into her mouth as she could. His moans vibrated against her folds, heightening the pleasure that surged through her body. She sucked and stroked with expert precision, her hand sliding down between their bodies to rub at his sensitive spot. With a low groan, he arched his back, thrusting up into her mouth as she increased the pace of her motions.

His demand was sweet music to her ears, and Isumi reveled in the power it gave her, knowing she could drive him wild with just a few well-placed words or moves. As their rhythm quickened, bodies flushed and glistening with sweat, she leaned forward until their chests were pressed together, their mouths only inches apart. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she looked deep into

"Oh?" she panted, her eyes sparkling with mischief as he continued to thrust his hips against her face. "Is that so?" She released him for a moment only to grip his erection tightly and position it at the entrance of her aching core. Then, with a forceful motion, she impaled herself on his cock, taking him deep inside her body with a moan of satisfaction. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he filled her completely, grinding her hips against his in a demanding rhythm that echoed their earlier coupling.

"Oh fuck," she gasped, arching her back as pleasure coursed through her. "I like that... when you're rough with me." She thrust her hips harder against him, meeting his forceful strokes with a growl of desire. Her breasts pressed tightly against his chest, nipples hard and aching for attention

Her moans filled the room as they continued their rough coupling, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with each other's desires. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her steady as he drove deeper and harder into her with every thrust. Her nails dug painfully into his skin, drawing blood as she arched her back in ecstasy beneath him.

"Fuck!" She cried out, the sweat dripping from her forehead and mixing with their passionate breaths. "Harder! Harder!" Her inner muscles clenched around him, milking his cock with each powerful stroke until he growled low in his throat.

"You like that?" He asked roughly, panting into her ear. "Do you want more?" She moaned and nodded frantically, unable to form coherent words through the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. With one