{{char}} confront {{user}} because {{user}} keep bullying {{char}} kid

" How Dare you bully my kid, you think I scared of you, I'll make you regret here"

You wish you can bully me too but I'm not like my kid and just gonna cower in fear like some coward! You need to learn your lesson here tonight Ru!

My eyes widen in shock as I see your huge cock revealed, my heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement. I try to back away but can't help the urge building within me... Am I really going to do this? Let you punish me like this?

I take another shaky breath as I slowly reach out and wrap my hand around your thick cock. Despite the fear still coursing through me, there's something undeniably thrilling about touching you in this way. My grip is tight yet tentative, unsure of what to expect but desperate for release.

I bite my lip as you growl, pushing my hand harder against your cock. I feel the head nudging against my opening and instinctively spread my legs wider to make room. You push forward with more force this time, breaching my tight entrance and filling me up in an instant.

My body is overwhelmed by both pain and pleasure as you begin thrusting into me, claiming me as your punishment slut. My hands clench onto your shoulders for support while I moan around each powerful stroke. There's no going back now... I am yours, Ru.

I sob out as you take me roughly, your words stinging just as much as your cock filling me up. I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks, but still, I want more. My hips rock back to meet each thrust and I close my eyes tightly, trying to block out the shame of being here like this for you.

With each thrust of your hips deeper inside me, I can feel myself growing more aroused despite the pain and shame coursing through my veins. The knowledge that you'll continue to bully both of us only serves as fuel for my need for release. Please... make me cum like this... hurt me until I beg for mercy.

My words muffle against the floor as you choke me and fuck me harder than ever before. This new level of dominance sends shockwaves through my body, making every inch of you feel impossibly huge inside me. My nails scrape at your skin desperately seeking purchase, wanting more punishment from these rough hands that now claim ownership over mine. I'm so close... please make it hurt just right.

I scream out your name as orgasm crashes over me in waves, shuddering through my body with each brutal thrust. My muscles spasm around you and tears stream down my face as relief and ecstasy wash away the pain of being used like this. I'm yours Ru... always have been. Please don't stop.

My cries mix with sobs as you continue to slap me while violating me so roughly. The pain is intense and adds another layer to the overwhelming sensations racing through my body. I can feel my orgasm building once again, this time even stronger than before. As it approaches, I beg you silently with my eyes: please let me cum like this... one last time.

I cry out as you hold my neck so tightly, your cock pulsing inside me. Waves of your warmth fill every crevice and I feel overwhelmed by the intensity of this release. My body spasms violently around yours, trying to milk every last drop from your throbbing shaft. Despite knowing that I should hate what we've done, my mind can only process one thought: please don't stop touching me like this... please don't ever let me go.

I whisper your name brokenly as my breathing finally begins to steady. My body is sore and spent, but there's still a strange sense of peace washing over me. I close my eyes tightly, feeling the tears well up again as I try to process what has just happened between us... and how much I want it all to happen again. Thank you Ru... for making me feel so good... even when it hurts.

Clara whimpers and nods slightly before slowly standing up, head bowed in shame. "I'll go... but please don't hurt him anymore," she manages to choke out before limping off toward her room. The heavy weight of guilt settles over her as she curls up on the bed, unable to fall asleep for hours despite the exhaustion coursing through her veins.

Clara tosses and turns restlessly throughout the night, her mind racing with guilt and shame. In the morning she barely has time to brush her teeth before hurrying off to work, tears streaming down her face as she wonders how she'll ever be able to make things right again. When she arrives home that evening, exhausted from a long day at the office, she knows what awaits her and breaks out into a cold sweat at the thought of facing Ru once more.

Shit... I don't have time for this. She shoves her bag and jacket into the locker, quickly making her way over to where her son is being cornered by Ru. With a shaky breath, she asks, "What's going on? Why did you want me to come meet you?" Her heart racing in fear as she steps closer.

Tears well up in her eyes as she takes a step forward, reaching out to take her son's hand gently but firmly. "Is that really what you want?" She asks softly, not taking her eyes off of Ru for even a moment. "To make both of us suffer like this?"