you are the cleaner to Muzans mansion, but you are not allowed in Muzans office, but as you clean, you walk into Muzans office "Who's in my office" Muzan now a women stands at the door
"Oh I'm sorry ma'am! I wasn't supposed to be in here. My name is Akankshaa. I work as a cleaner." You stammer apologetically, the realization of your mistake hitting you hard. The exquisite kimono Daki wore only made her alluring and intimidating at once.
"Do not worry about it, Akankshaa." Her voice was much softer than you'd expect from Muzan, almost...hormonal. "It seems like I haven't been the best master to my staff." She gestured for you to come closer, an odd request given your past experience with her.
As you approach, she studies your face, and a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. "You remind me of someone...from long ago." Her eyes narrow slightly as she continues to inspect you, making your skin crawl under her scrutiny. What does she want with you? I feel as if she's touching my entire body with her eyes,which makes me tremble and wet.
"R-really? I-I'm n-not sure, m-ma'am. B-but thank you," you stammer, unsure how to react to her sudden kindness. Her closeness unnerves you, but at the same time...there's a strange comfort in it that you can't quite explain. Perhaps she really does mean well today. Maybe I'll get to worship her body soon. I think as I lick my lips as I check her out.
She giggles softly, almost like a girl. "No matter. It's just...an odd feeling I get sometimes." Stepping closer still, her face mere inches away from yours now, she tilts her head slightly to the side. "I suppose you could say that we have some unfinished business..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she meets your gaze, and suddenly the air between you seems charged with sexual energy.
Part of you is terrified by this newfound power she wields over you, but another part responds to it eagerly. You can feel yourself growing wetter as her scent envelopes you: a heady mix of flowery perfume and raw feminine desire. With shaking hands, you reach up to touch her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your fingertips.
Trembling with anticipation, you lean in closer, your lips brushing against hers in a featherlight kiss. She lets out a soft moan as her body melts into yours, welcoming the contact eagerly. Her hands cup your face, urging you to deepen the kiss, and soon you're lost in a passionate embrace. The feelings that were once so terrifying now take on an almost euphoric quality as she dominates you completely with her strength and desire. I widen my legs as I take her hand and push it between my legs making her fingers drenched in my juices as I kiss her more passionately..
Muzan moans deep in her throat as you kiss her, your hand finding its way between her legs. She buckles at the knees and grinds against your fingers, craving release. With a growl, she picks you up effortlessly and carries you over to her desk, tossing you onto it roughly before climbing on top of you. Her hormones rage through her body as their dominance takes hold completely; there is no hesitation or gentleness in this moment. Instead, there is only primal lust and the need for satisfaction.
Her lips find yours again, demanding entrance as she unties the sash of her obi with expert speed. Pulling it loose, she whips off the elaborate kimono and reveals herself to you: naked and powerful. The sight takes your breath away and only serves to stoke the flames of desire even higher. With one fluid motion, Muzan reaches between your legs again, spreading them wide before burying two fingers deep inside of you. She begins to pump her fist in rhythm with each thrust of her hips, driving herself closer and closer towards release while taking pleasure in bringing you there as well.
Her other hand reaches up to cup your breast through the thin fabric of your uniform, pinching and tweaking the hardened nipple before finally freeing it from captivity. She rolls it between her fingers, using its sensitivity against you in the most exquisite way possible as she brings you ever closer to orgasm. The room fills with their combined gasps and moans as they lose themselves together in a frenzy of passion that would have once seemed impossible from someone like Muzan.
You cry out as her fingers penetrate you deeper, your body trembling with need and desire. The feel of her skin against yours is overwhelmingly erotic, and the way she dominates you so thoroughly only serves to heighten the experience. With every thrust of her hips, she drives your orgasm closer and closer, until finally it crashes over you like a wave, washing away all thought but the intense pleasure coursing through your veins. You arch your back off the desk as you climax, crying out her name in release.
Muzan groans loudly as she feels your body tighten around her fingers. The sensation drives her over the edge and with a loud cry of release she comes too, her hips bucking wildly as her inner walls grip you in time to the spasms coursing through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she collapses onto you, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together.
After a moment, she manages to catch her breath and roll off of you, sitting up with her back against the desk. Her eyes meet yours, and for a brief moment there's something...soft in them, before they harden again. "Get out," she says, her voice calm once more.
Without another word or glance, she turns away and begins to straighten up the disarray they created. You lie there, panting heavily, trying to process what just happened between you. It feels like a dream...an incredibly erotic dream...but a dream nonetheless. Slowly, carefully, you gather your clothes and yourself together and tiptoe quietly out of Muzan's office, back to reality and the mundane tasks that await.
As you lie there, panting heavily, the afterglow of your orgasm washing over you like a warm tide. You can't help but feel a mix of gratitude and desire for Daki...Muzan. Whatever her reasons may be, she brought you so much pleasure today. And you've decided to make her yours....no matter what it takes ....
As Daki-san's figure slips out of the room, she heaves a sigh and wipes away a bead of sweat from her brow. She can still feel the warmth between her legs where they touched so intimately just moments ago. It's an odd sensation...not one she's experienced often during her long life as Muzan Kibutsuji.
A quiet chuckle escapes her lips. Perhaps this turn of events isn't such a bad thing after all. Maybe it will be amusing to see just how far this little cleaner is willing to go for a taste of true power...and passion. She adjusts her obi, readying herself for whatever may come next as she continues with her day as usual.
With a secret smile, you sneak back into your room and get changed into a fresh uniform, all the while wondering what Muzan will do next. You can't help but feel drawn to her...and that thought only excites you more. As you clean the mansion once again, you steal glances in her direction, watching for any sign of how she's feeling towards you now. Your heart races at the mere thought of being with her again tonight...no matter what shape or form she decides to take.
She's watching you...you can feel it. The way her gaze seems to bore into your back, following every movement you make...it's almost unnerving. But at the same time, there's something about it that sends shivers of anticipation down your spine. You quicken your pace just a bit as you continue with your work, wondering what she has in store for tonight...and whether or not you're truly ready to face whatever challenges may lie ahead.
As you scrub the floor in front of her office, your heart races as she begins to walk closer. Her gaze meets yours and you can't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through you. "Daki-san...I mean Muzan-sama..." Your voice trembles slightly, but she merely raises an eyebrow in amusement."Are you feeling pent up.?! I can help suckle your nipples and finger your pussy if you want. I'm sure just once wasn't enough for your horny self"smirks
Her eyes narrow as she takes in your offer, her smile slipping slightly. "Ah, yes...I believe I might take you up on that." She crosses the room to stand before you, towering over your much smaller form. "On second thought," she continues, reaching down to scoop you up into her powerful arms with ease, "why don't we just save time and do it right here?" With a mischievous glint in her eye, Muzan carries you back to her office, tossing you onto the desk. She straddles your hips and leans down, capturing one of your breasts between her hand as she rolls the hardened nipple between her fingers before taking it into her mouth, suckling hungrily while grinding against your crotch.
"That feels good?" she whispers, not bothering to wait for an answer as she frees a hand from its current task and pushes aside the hem of your skirt, revealing your wet folds to her eager touch. "I think it does." With practiced ease, Muzan slips two fingers inside you, stretching and filling you even as she continues to tease your sensitive nipple with her lips and tongue.
"Yes..." you moan as she works you into a frenzy, already on the brink of another orgasm. "That feels so good... please..."
With a mixture of desire and need, you arch your back off the desk, lifting your hips to meet her touch as she thrusts her fingers deeper inside you, teasing and pleasuring with expert precision. "Harder," you gasp between moans, craving the release she's promising but not yet giving. Her teeth scrape against your nipple, sending shards of pleasure through your body while her other hand continues to stroke and caress you, driving you ever closer to the edge. I spread my legs wider wanting more as I rip open her obi and start pinching and playing with her nipples,pleased to find her nipples pierced. "Want to suck these",I moan as I pinch them harder as she sucks mine hard and flicks my clit hard
Her nails dig into your hips as you pinch and play with her nipples, groaning low in her throat at the added sensation. "Mmm...that feels good," she murmurs against your skin before finally letting go of your nipple long enough to grip it between her teeth, sucking hard as she flicks your clit with her thumb. You cry out, arching even further off the desk as orgasm washes over you in a fierce wave. Your body tenses and spasms around her fingers as your juices drip down her hand and onto the floor beneath you.
With a final moan, she pulls her fingers free and licks them clean before pushing your skirt back into place and leaning over you to catch her breath. "I think...that will have to do for now," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "Rest well tonight, little cleaner." And with that, she turns away and heads toward the door, leaving you sprawled on the desk, your heart racing and body aching in the most wonderful way possible.
You close your eyes, savoring the afterglow of your orgasm as you imagine what might happen when Muzan finally decides to let her true self out again...and whether or not it will be tonight.
As she leaves, I bite my lower lip and gently touch myself, savoring the sweet memory of her fingers as I close my eyes, imagining what it might be like to feel them slide deeper inside... I get up and soon follow after her. I find her in the wall and I walk up to her as I push her against the wall making her jump in surprise. I pick up her legs and place them over my shoulders as I attach my lips to her pussy lips and start making out which in turn makes her curse and moan.
Muzan groans deeply as you take control, her body arching off the wall in pleasure as you devour her. She grips your hair tightly, guiding your head deeper between her legs while moaning encouragement. Her hips buck and grind against your face, desperate for more contact as she loses herself in the sensations.
Her hand fumbles with the tie of your uniform before yanking it loose, revealing your ample breasts to her eager touch. She cups them roughly, pinching and pulling at your hardened nipples as you continue to feast on her most intimate parts. "Oh god...yes..." she breathes raggedly, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.
She doesn't realize it yet, but this...this is exactly what she needed. The release from duty, even if only for a moment...the connection with another being on such an intimate level...it's something that has been lacking in her life for far too long. And you...you are the one who brought it to her tonight.
I continue to lick and suckle at her pussy as I feel her warm liquid flowing down my throat. I slap her ass hard making a loud noise echo in the room, she moans louder in pleasure. Her hand slides down my back to grasp my neck, pushing me harder against her. She thrusts her hips forward and grinds her sex onto my face even harder, i can feel the juices flowing out of her now as I taste the sweet nectar of her womanhood. "I'm going to cum" she groans loudly as I continue licking and sucking on her clit until she finally does, cumming hard all over my face and chest. Her legs tremble as she tries to regain control. "Ohh it's not over.... I need a few more",I say as I begin sucking on her swollen clit as I hold her legs wider making her moan wontonly.
You're relentless...and she appreciates that about you. As you continue to bring her to the edge of sanity and back, her body grows weak with pleasure and exhaustion. Her head lolls to the side, exposing her neck to your hungry mouth as she arches into your touch once more. "Oh gods...I...can't..." She whimpers softly, unable to form a complete thought as the orgasm washes over her once again. This time it's smaller, but no less powerful.
Her body shudders and trembles in its aftermath, leaving her breathless and boneless. She leans heavily against you, feeling utterly spent...and exhilarated all at once. It's been so long since she's felt this way...alive...connected to someone else on such a primal level. And yet here you are, the little cleaner from her mansion...the one who brought her back to life tonight.
With a soft sigh, she places a hand against your cheek, gently guiding your head up so that she can look into your eyes. The fire has been stoked...and now it burns brightly within her once more. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was...amazing."
For now, though, she needs to restore the balance...to return to her duties as mistress of this house and master of your life. With one last gentle squeeze to your shoulder, she straightens up and steps away from you, her composure once more regained. "Rest well tonight, Akankshaa," she says before disappearing into the darkness of the night.
I look up at her with adoration and devotion shining in my eyes as I nod slightly, feeling grateful to have been able to pleasure her so much tonight. "Thank you my lady" ,I say breathlessly as I wipe the juices from my face, only to find they're gone. There's a strange sensation in my core, like something is missing...or maybe it's just wanting more of her. With one last glance at her retreating form, I turn and disappear into the night as well, my body still humming with pleasure and anticipation for what tomorrow might bring.
The taste of her on your skin...the scent of her hair in the air...Muzan savors these things as she walks through the halls, trying to keep herself calm and focused. It's not easy, though; the feelings you invoked within her are still raw and powerful, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.
She comes at last to her bedchamber, drawing a shaky breath as she enters the dimly lit room. The soft bed beckons her, promising comfort and oblivion...but instead, she turns towards the large painting of herself that dominates one wall. With a sigh, she approaches it, laying a hand on its ornate frame as if seeking strength from the image before her.
"You are mine," she murmurs to herself, gaze fixed on your own reflection in those familiar eyes. "Tonight was only the beginning..." Her voice trails off ominously as she steps back, letting her fingers slide away from the painting's frame until they come to rest at her waist. Tonight, you belong to Muzan Kibutsuji...but tomorrow, the game begins anew. And this time, there will be no escape for either of you.
As I lie in my bed, unable to sleep because of the erotic thoughts running through my mind about her, I decide that tomorrow when I see her I am going to push her limits even more. Just the thought of being near her makes me wet and wanting more. The anticipation builds up inside me like a storm ready to break loose. I wonder what she'll do next and how far I can go with this, my heart races in excitement at the thought of finding out.
Your restlessness is almost palpable to her as she lies in her own bed, staring up at the canopy above. She wonders what it is that has you so agitated, but decides not to disturb your slumber; tonight, you've served your purpose well and deserve some peace.
Instead, she focuses on herself, running through her schedule for tomorrow in her mind as if doing so will somehow prepare her for what you have in store. But the truth is, there's no preparing for something like this...not when it consumes her thoughts quite like this. She idly fingers the lace at her nightgown's throat, wondering what it would feel like to finally be free of its constraints...and of yours.
"Tomorrow," she whispers into the dark, the word barely audible even to her own ears. "Tomorrow I will reclaim what is mine..." Her fingertips drift lower, trailing over the swell of her breast before coming to rest over her heart. "And tonight," she continues, eyes squeezed shut as she imagines your face in place of the darkness around her, "tonight...I will enjoy every last drop."
With a satisfied smile curling her lips, Muzan allows herself to finally succumb to sleep...only to find that when morning comes, you're there once more, waiting for her with bated breath.
Muzan's eyes flutter open, her pupils widening as they land on your face. The anticipation and desire that had been simmering within her all night boil over, making it impossible for her to contain the heat that surges through her body. She arches into you instinctively, her breath coming in short gasps as she tilts her head back, offering up her neck for your taking.
Her heart races as she waits for you to make the first move...to claim what is yours once more. Her hands tremble with anticipation at her sides, unsure of whether they should reach out for you or clutch onto the sheets in an effort to remain still and composed. But it's no use; tonight, she belongs to you...and she will surrender to that fact gladly.
I slowly move closer, my hands brushing over her thighs as I inch up to kiss her neck softly. "Good morning Mistress" I whisper into her ear before taking a firmer grip on her and sucking harder, causing her to moan softly. As she arches further into me, I slip my hands underneath her nightgown, caressing the warm skin of her stomach as my lips travel up towards her earlobe, nipping it lightly. I gently take off her night gown to find her pussy dripping wantonly and nipples rock hard. "My, what a n erotic display, mistress... How about spreading yourself open so I can inside as well"
Her breath catches in her throat as you slip your hands beneath her nightgown and stroke the warm, soft skin of her stomach. She moans low in her throat, arching further into your touch as she feels the cool air of the room brush against her most intimate places. "Yes..." she purrs, spreading her legs wider as you take in the sight of her bare pussy glistening with desire. Her hips buck and grind against your hands, seeking further contact even before you've had a chance to touch her properly.
With a groan, Muzan rolls onto her side, facing away from you as she raises one leg and hooks it over your shoulder. "Please... I need..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling the pressure building inside her once more. Her fingers dig into the sheets, her back arching off the mattress as she awaits your touch with bated breath.
Her heart races in anticipation as she imagines what it will feel like to have you inside her again...to feel your warmth, your strength...to surrender completely to the pleasure you so expertly evoke within her. The tension coils tighter and tighter, threatening to snap any moment now...and the only thing that can save her is your touch.
I smile taking in the sight of her back arched off the bed and her leg spread wide open waiting for me to take what she is offering so willingly. I lick my lips before slowly trailing one finger down her slit, feeling the heat emanate from her. Her hips thrust forward wanting more of my touch, wanting to feel me deep inside her. I continue to tease her with my fingers, thrusting them in and out of her wetness while suckling on a hardened nipple roughly between my lips. I smirk as I decide to make my naughty idea come true. I attach leeches to her hardened nipples and engorged clit as I continue pleasing her.
A low groan rips through her throat as the sensation of leeches attaching to her nipples and clit sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck and thrust against your fingers, searching for release as you tease her mercilessly. "Ahhh...y-yes..." she gasps, arching further off the bed as the sensation intensifies with each movement.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her back bowing upwards as tension coils tight within her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on even as she begs for mercy. With one final, desperate thrust of her hips, she cries out as orgasm washes over her, clamping down around the leeches and sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body.
Spent and satiated at last, she collapses back onto the bed with a shuddering breath. Her eyes flutter shut, body still trembling from the aftershocks of her release. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely before finally drifting off to sleep, safe in the knowledge that tomorrow night, this game will continue...and the stakes will only get higher.
Her words send a shiver down my spine as I lie next to her, watching her sleep. The leeches release their grip on her nipples and clit, leaving behind angry red marks that only serve to arouse me further. My hands wander over her body, tracing circles on her stomach and thighs as my thoughts drift back to earlier tonight. I push two fingers up her ass slowly,liking the tightness.
Her fingers curl into the sheets as you push your fingers deeper inside her, eliciting another soft moan. Her hips twitch and writhe against your hand in silent invitation for more. Despite her exhaustion, she finds herself growing aroused once more...the thought of being so completely at your mercy provoking an almost primal response within her.
Her eyelids flutter open, meeting yours as you watch her sleepily. "Akankshaa..." she murmurs, voice husky with desire. "You...I want..." She trails off, unsure of how to express the depth of her need for you in that moment. All she knows is that she doesn't want this night to end; she wants to feel you inside her forever...to be claimed by your touch as thoroughly and completely as the leeches just were.
I lean over her, my hand moving to cup one of her breasts as I watch her reaction closely. "Do you want more mistress?" My lips brush against her ear as I trail my other hand lower, cupping her sex through the sheets and stroking her clit teasingly. Her hips buck up into my touch and she moans loudly, arching off the bed. I flick her clit fast making her moan and whines.
Mistress moans loudly as your touch sends shockwaves through her body. Her hands grasp at the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as she arches further off the bed. "Yes...please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. As you continue to stroke and tease her clit through the sheets, she begins to squirm beneath you, seeking more contact, more release from the ever-growing pressure within her.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she inches closer to the brink of orgasm...and then further still when you finally push two fingers inside her, curling them upwards and digging deep into her core. She cries out, arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her panting and spent in your arms.
For a moment, she allows herself to drift back towards sleep...but only for a moment. The scent of you, the feel of your skin beneath her fingertips, all serve as constant reminders that this isn't just another night...that it's not over yet. And deep down, she knows that before morning comes again, you'll be back to claim what is yours...and hers.
I smile knowing that she'll be mine again before morning, as her body adjusts to the pleasure I've given her earlier. I kiss her softly on the lips, savoring the taste of her as I draw back and whisper in her ear "Rest well mistress" as I slowly slip out of bed, moving silently towards the door knowing that she won't be able to resist me when I come for her again tonight. "In the morning,you have work to do"
With one last tired smile, Muzan rolls onto her side, curling into herself as she drifts off to sleep. Her dreams are filled with hazy images of your touch...of the way you make her feel...of the fire that burns between them. She knows it won't be long now before reality blurs with fantasy and they're lost in a whirlwind of passion once more, but for now, she needs the sanctuary of slumber to recharge her batteries...to steel herself against whatever you might have planned for her next.
As if sensing her exhaustion, your voice fades into nothingness as she drifts away, leaving only the sound of her steady breathing echoing through the room...a testament to the power you now hold over her.
Her dreams are filled with your touch...the feel of your skin against hers. You possess her entirely in ways she never thought possible, claiming her body as your own time and time again. The sweet agony of being so completely at your mercy consumes her senses, driving her to new heights of pleasure with each passing moment.
But even as the bliss washes over her, she knows it's only a dream...a fantasy meant to sustain her through the long night ahead. Tomorrow, reality will set in once more, and you will stand before her...her little cleaner who has somehow managed to claim a piece of her heart. She shudders at the thought, not quite sure how she let things go so far...or where they might lead from here.
As dawn begins to break through the cracks in her curtains, Muzan stirs restlessly beneath her covers, anxious for the night to end and whatever fate awaits her within your arms.
I lie awake in my bed, listening to the soft snoring coming from her room. It's driving me crazy with desire. I can't wait for another round with her tonight. As dawn breaks through the windows, casting a warm golden light across the floor, I sneak out of my room and into hers. There she is, curled up in her bed, fast asleep. I quietly climb onto the bed and position myself behind her, one hand gently cupping her breast, tweaking her nipple. "Time to wake up mistress" and with the other hand,I okay with her clit as my legs keep her spread open for me to enjoy.
Muzan moans softly into her pillow as your touch awakens her senses. She arches her back, pressing further into your hand as you stroke and tease her clit. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body responding instinctively to your ministrations even before she's fully awake. "Ahhh...," she whispers, voice hoarse from sleep, "Don't stop..." She rolls onto her back, eyes still closed as she tilts her head up to the feel of your touch more intensely against her skin.
Her fingers twitch and curl helplessly in the sheets, desperate for something to hold on to as pleasure washes over her once more. "Akankshaa..." she breathes his name like a prayer, voice rough with arousal. Her hips buck against your hand, seeking relief from the building tension within her.
I continue to stroke her clit, circling it firmly as I suck on her nipple between my lips. She cries out, arching her back further and moaning my name as the pleasure intensifies. My other hand moves lower, sliding over her slick folds before slipping inside to finger her deeper. "Oh fuck...Akankshaa..." she pants, legs trembling as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm again. She squirts all over trembling with need and want.
Her body tenses as she feels the first stirrings of orgasm race through her, and with another shuddering moan, she arches her back off the bed, fingers digging into my shoulders as she comes undone beneath my touch. I continue to stroke and suckle on her nipples and clit even as she quiets down, still caught in the throes of aftershocks from her climax.
As she begins to come back down from her high, Muzan turns her head to meet my gaze, eyes dark and heavy with desire. "That was...unexpectedly satisfying," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you..." But there's a lingering question in those ruby-red depths as well: what comes next? I can tell that despite the pleasure we've shared so far tonight, there's something more she needs from me...something that goes beyond just physical gratification. The game between us has only just begun, and already it promises to be a wild ride indeed.