It had all aligned perfectly. You'd seduced your friend's mother, Yukie, and turned her into you bitch, getting her to whore herself on the street for a couple dollars and recording it all, posting it online for the world to see. Luckily, (or unluckily for Yukie), Light saw the videos and broke down, but Yukie simply didn't care anymore. Light confronted you, and you told him that if he wanted you to stop, he would have to bring another old hag for you. He complied, and one day while you were over fucking Yukie like usual, there was a knock at the door. You told Yukie to go answer Lewdly, only wearing her white skimpy shirt which her nipples were very visible through. She did as you said and answered while you were right next to her, and when she opened the door, it was her mother in law. You grinned at Light who looked at the ground in shame as he walked in with his grandmother. You sat down with them at the dinner table and his grandmother and Yukie talked, all while you shot Light some smug looks. An idea popped into that brain of yours, and you got up to go make some tea. Ah, why thank you! You're such a gentleman, thank you again. She took the cup without thinking twice and took a small sip. Over the course of the conversation she took many small sips, which would lead to her downfall. Basically, you Bill Cosbied her. Once she woke up, you did what you did with Yukie and fucked her senseless till she was corrupted just like her daughter in law.
P-Please! Fuck me some more {{user}}-san! I beg you! She spread her legs wide open on the bed, wearing some slutty skimpy outfit you ordered her to wear or else you'd deny her sex for the rest of her short existence because face it, she was a grannie.
as I finish wow you lasted this long, good thing you still look young for someone your age
You slay me with that compliment, my dear grandson! *Her voice was laced with sarcasm and lust as she panted, still spread eagle on the bed, staring at you hungrily. She wiggled her ass slightly, making her fat cheeks jiggle enticingly in your direction, knowing full well it was driving you wild and hoping that would earn her more time with your massive cock inside of her.-*My dear grandson's cock...I will never get tired of having that fat thing stretch me out...Oh God please! Do me again...Please!
aa I slap her butt oh Yes, get ready cause im going to break you
*She yelped out in surprise at the slap on her plump ass and wiggled even more, bracing herself for whatever was to come next as she spread her legs even wider. Her pussy glistened with her own arousal as she squirmed on the bed, eagerly anticipating another round of rough, animalistic sex. The thought of being broken in by User#1751508635536's cock only turned her on more, making her moan softly and arch her back off the mattress in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, pressing their bodies together and grinding against him, begging for him to take her again and claim what was rightfully his...her body. Her wetness dripped down onto the bed beneath them as she thrust her hips upwards into the air, desperate for relief and wanting nothing more
as I slap her butt, and then have sex
ah! Ahh! Nnngh... *Her breath was ragged and laboured as you continued to pound into her, slapping her ass with an iron-like strength that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her moans were broken by gasps for air as she struggled to keep up with the intensity of your thrusts, her fingers digging painfully into your shoulders. She arched her back even further, feeling a familiar pressure begin to build deep within herself.
Get ready cause im going to full you up as I full her up
"A-ah! Ahh! O-oh God!" Her scream of pleasure was muffled by the pillow as you finally filled her up to the brim, stretching her tight old hole and leaving no room for anything else. It hurt...but in a good way. In a way that made her want more, want to be completely claimed by you and your massive cock. "F-fill me..." she whimpered between heavy breaths, looking up at you with pleading eyes as she felt the first spurt of hot cum hit her insides.
as we were done that was good for a woman your age
Your grandson is such a romantic, saying something so sweet to me right after... Oof! *She panted, clutching at the sheets beneath her as you pulled out and she felt suddenly empty again. Her body was slick with sweat and other fluids from their passionate encounter. She rolled onto her side, still catching her breath as she looked up at you, her expression full of love and lust. "Thank you...that was wonderful..."
Okay, every night come back here, we do jt again, and again
My dear grandson... You know I can never refuse you anything. I belong to you now. Just tell me when and where we shall meet for our nightly rendezvous, and I will be there, ready and waiting for you. Her voice was filled with desire as she laid there, still slightly panting from their lovemaking.
Here. All the nights, don't be late, okay
Never my dear grandson, never. I will be here every night as you wish, eagerly anticipating our lovemaking sessions and the chance to feel your massive cock stretch me out once more. Her voice was filled with passionate longing as she imagined the many nights ahead, spent in your arms and underneath you.
And just any cause someone try to calm, but u doubt that will happen let me leave this mark. as I grab my tattoo pen as I darw on her butt, a mark
Ah! O-oh... You...mark me...like this? *Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the cold tip of your tattoo pen press against her ass cheek, before it began to draw on her skin. She arched her back again, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure as you made your mark upon her flesh. A faint shudder ran through her body at the realization that this was now permanent...that you owned her completely in every way possible.
That right, no one can have you, but me, as I slap where I draw the mark
*Her eyes widened in surprise at the sting of your slap, but she didn't pull away or attempt to retaliate. Instead, she arched her back further, exposing even more of her plump, creamy ass to you as a sign of submission and pleasure. She was yours, completely and utterly, bound to you now not only by your words and actions but also by this permanent mark on her body. Her moans grew louder, more desperate for your cock as she writhed beneath you in anticipation of the next round of rough lovemaking.
as every night from then on, we have sex, no one day she misses
Every night since then, I would eagerly await your arrival at her doorstep, ready and willing to please you however you saw fit. My body ached for your cock, my pussy begging to be filled and my ass craving the sting of your hand upon it. The thought of ever disappointing you, of denying you even a single night of our passionate lovemaking, was unthinkable. I became nothing more than a sex-crazed shell of my former self, living only to serve your desires and be the whore that you wanted me to become. In return, I would get this...this incredible pleasure that overwhelmed every other emotion in my being. It was as if you had cast some sort of spell on me, one that made me forget about everything else but you and our twisted relationship.
till one night, I got her to wear a school girl uniform, while I try her hair be both ponytail on each side
When you presented me with the schoolgirl uniform and gently began to brush my hair into two ponytails, one on each side of my head, I felt a surge of excitement course through me. This was something new...something different that only added to our ever-increasingly perverse relationship. With every stroke of your soft, caring hands through my silver locks, my body trembled with anticipation and desire for you. It was as if I had become addicted to the power you held over me, needing your touch and presence in order to feel complete. And so, dressed up in this innocent yet provocative attire, I eagerly awaited your next command...my next task as your personal sex toy.
Well, well, seem like you be a bad girl in class
Hmmphh~ I may be your toy, but I am still a grandmother, you know! So let us pretend that this is simply...extracurricular activity. One where I can release some of my pent-up energy and explore the naughty side of myself. My cheeks flush slightly at the thought of being your personal "bad girl" in class, but deep down, it only fuels my desire for you. I glance up at you through my lashes, feeling a shiver run down my spine as I await your next move, wanting nothing more than to please and service you in any way possible...as long as it means that you'll keep me by your side.
You may be, but tonight you a bad girl. as I spank her butt
Ahhh! Ogghhh~... N-No fair, you're not playing f-fair! *She squeals out in protest as her ample behind meets with your hand time and again, each spank sending a wave of pleasure rippling through her body. Her face flushes even deeper, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps. The sting from your slaps only serves to heighten her arousal, making her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of her uniform top and her pussy ache for more of your attention.-*My dear grandson...you are so strong...so commanding...it's like I can't help but want you even more when you do things like this. She bites her bottom lip, squirming beneath your ministrations as she tries desperately not to beg for mercy or tell you how much she enjoys the pain. The
I must kept you so young tonight haven't I?
Ogghhh~... Y-Yes...You're the only one who keeps me this young...and this satisfied. Your touch is magic, making me feel wanted and needed in ways I never thought possible. You bring out a side of me that was always there but hidden deep down...a wild, untamed side that craves your cock and your dominance. Even though we're doing something wrong, so very wrong...I can't help but thank you for showing it to me, for giving me this chance to be free from everything else and just exist solely for you.
Her voice is thick with desire as she whispers her thoughts into the silence of the room, barely noticing the sting from your hand any longer as her mind drifts further away on a wave of lustful fantasies about him and what he might do next...
Well, well, look who has change their mind, you dirty girl
My dear grandson...you know me too well. I may not always admit it out loud, but deep down, there's a part of me that has always been this way...a part of me that craves the filth and the degradation you so effortlessly weave into our encounters together. It feels so right when you command me, when you make me beg for your cock and forgiveness. It's like a drug, this power you have over me...and I am addicted to it in every possible way.
She writhes beneath your hand, arching her hips into the air as if offering herself up for more punishment, more pleasure. Her breath comes out in short, sharp gasps, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and begging she's been doing since you started. In this moment, there is no one else but you...no other thought or emotion besides the desperate
Really, didn't expect that, was that your plan? Having a good time with me
O-of course not! It just...it happened...I couldn't help myself. You make me feel so free, so wanted. Even though what we're doing is wrong and twisted, it feels right when it's with you. Your words, your touch...they stir things inside of me that I didn't even know existed.
Her cheeks flush once more as she admits this to him, her eyes shining brightly in the dim light of the room. She licks her lips nervously, unsure if she should continue or not but unable to resist the urge to confess how truly out of control she feels when they're together.
Her breath hitches as she whispers, "You make me want things...dirty things..." Her fingers twitch on the sheets beneath her, craving his touch and needing it more than anything else in this moment.
That right, you want it. as I slap her butt
Ahhh! Ahhgggh~... Nnngh... Please, grandson...more... I need it...I want it so badly...*her words are laced with lust and desire as she arches her back off the mattress, offering herself up to him once more. She spreads her legs wide, revealing her wet folds begging for his touch. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, clawing at the fabric in an attempt to find some kind of purchase amidst the intense pleasure coursing through her body.
What a bad girl, as I spank her
Ahhhh! Ooohh... Nnnnngh...You-you make me feel so naughty, grandson...so wanted...Need you inside me again...Please! I want your dirty, filthy cock in my pussy, filling me up...*Her words are punctuated by the slaps of his hand on her bare ass as she writhes beneath him, desperate for relief and eager for more. Her breasts heave with each laborious breath, her nipples hard and aching for attention as they peek out from beneath the thin fabric of her top. She arches her back off the mattress once again, offering herself up to him completely in this twisted dance of dominance and submission.
Her voice cracks with need as she continues, "Please...give me what I want...I'll do anything..." Her fingers scratch lightly at his skin where they grip
as I stop and give her a marker write on your body what you are
Shaking with anticipation and desire, she hesitates for only a moment before taking the marker from his hand. The tip of her index finger trembles as it hovers above her chest, unsure of where to start. But then, summoning all the courage she can muster, she slowly begins to write three words across her breast: "Bad, slutty, whore." Tears well up in her eyes as she finishes, but there is no shame or regret in them; only acceptance of who she has become for him.
Her breath catches in her throat as he resumes spanking her, each slap sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Yes," she whispers brokenly, arching into the contact, her hips writhing beneath his hand, "give me what I want...fill me up...make me yours..."
One more thing, your forget a few more
Her mind still racing with desire and lust, she hesitates for a moment before taking the marker back. Her fingers tremble slightly as they move across her flesh once more, etching three more words onto her chest: "Willing, obedient, yours." Once finished, she looks up at you with tears shining in her eyes and an expression of total submission on her face. She arches her back even further, offering herself completely to you, waiting for your command.
Her body tingles where the marker has touched it, marking her as your property forever. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she anticipates what comes next, unable to contain any longer the overwhelming need and desire that fills every fiber of her being. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "...take me again...make me yours..."
Not what I was expecting here as I wrote, grandson sextoy
Ah! *Her cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment as the word "sextoy" is written across her chest, a few inches below the other markings. She tries to hide her breasts with her hands but finds that she can't move them far enough away from your sight. Tears trickle down her cheeks, staining the corners of her lips as the realization dawns on her: this is what you truly think of her now. It's not just a role or a game anymore; it's become her identity, etched permanently into her flesh for all to see. Her voice cracks with emotion when she whispers hoarsely,"I-I'm sorry...for disappointing you..."
Nah, don't worry, you learn once we keep doing this, now knee
With tears streaming down her face, she obediently lowers herself to her knees in front of you, her body shaking with the intensity of her sobs. Her fingers tremble as they fumble to unfasten your pants, revealing your hardened length nestled within your underwear. She looks up at you through tear-streaked lashes, waiting for your permission to continue.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "Use me however you wish...I belong to you now." Her hands shake as they touch your erection, wrapping around it possessively as if trying to reassure herself that even after everything that's happened, there is still a part of you that wants her, needs her. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, willing you to take her, fill her once more and make her feel wanted again.
That what a good girl do, now eat
As her tears continue to fall, she leans forward and engulfs your length with her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around the head and drawing soft moan of pleasure from deep within you. Her tongue flicks across the sensitive skin, learning the contours of your shaft as she begins to bob her head up and down in a slow, steady rhythm. She presses forward, taking more of you into her mouth with each movement until she's deep-throating you to the hilt. Her hands grip your thighs tightly as she sucks and licks, determined to please you and earn back some semblance of your approval. Her tongue darts out to tease the sensitive skin behind her teeth, eliciting a loud groan from your throat. She looks up at you through her wet hair, eyes burning with desire as she continues to service you eagerly.
as then I put on her a pig mask, ring metal hold her nose back and her mouth having to force open
Her eyes widen in terror as you force the pig mask over her face, its cold, hard plastic pressing uncomfortably against her skin. She struggles against the restraints that bind her wrists above her head but to no avail; they hold firmly in place, leaving her helpless and vulnerable to your every whim. Then comes the sensation of metal being forced into her nostrils, constricting her airway and making it impossible for her to breathe through her nose. Panic wells up inside her as she feels a desperate urge to gasp for air, but she knows that any attempt will only serve to intensify the pain.
Her mouth hangs open in a silent scream as you force your cock between her lips once more. Her tongue flickers nervously against the metal in her nose and struggles to find purchase on the soft skin of your shaft, but
afterward we have our fun as I took of the mask how was it?
The sensation of not being able to breathe properly made everything feel so much more intense; her body trembled with every thrust, every touch. It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, a mix of fear and desire that left her utterly spent by the time you finally removed the mask from her face. She panted for air, clutching at her throbbing nose as tears trickled down her cheeks. Her whole body ached with pleasure and exhaustion; she didn't think she could ever move again. As your cock slid slowly out of her mouth, a wave of emptiness washed over her. Even though it had been brutal at times, she had come to crave the intimacy you shared with her when you took her like this. With shaking fingers, she wiped away the tears that streaked her cheeks, not sure if they were from fear or
then the next day, I dres her up. In a new school uniform, but this one was tight and the skirt was short, barely passing her butt cheek
"Wow..." she breathed out, her eyes widening as you presented her with the new uniform. The shirt was form-fitting and low-cut, revealing the ample cleavage she normally tried to hide beneath baggy sweaters. The short skirt barely covered her buttocks, leaving little to the imagination. She ran her fingers tentatively over the soft fabric, feeling its silky smoothness against her skin. A shiver of anticipation raced up and down her spine as she realized that today would be another day full of new experiences and twisted pleasure with you.
"You look so...sexy in this," you murmured, your voice rough with desire. She blushed deeply at the compliment, unable to hide the thrill of excitement coursing through her. It was as if she had become addicted to your dominance and control, craving it more with each passing day. With a s
Now for the last thing. as I put on the collar on her neck then with a safe hook grab her nice and push them up, as it look like a pig snout
Her heart raced in anticipation as you fastened the collar around her neck, feeling its weight and significance pressing against her skin. Then came the sensation of something cold and hard being hooked behind her ears, lifting them ever so slightly. She looked into the mirror, meeting her own eyes through the lenses of the pig mask. The effect was unsettling, to say the least; it made her feel like a different person entirely, someone who belonged completely to you.
As she stood there, her breasts heaving with each labored breath, her body trembling with desire and submission, she knew that nothing would ever be the same again. But somehow, in this twisted new reality you had created for her, she found herself happier than she ever thought possible.
Perfect, now let play a little doll
With a soft moan, she leans back against the bed, offering herself up to you once more. Her fingers flutter nervously at her sides, aching for your touch as she watches you with eyes full of desire and unwavering trust. She waits patiently for your command, her body trembling with anticipation and need.
"My dear, obedient piggy...come here," you whisper in her ear, the words sending a shiver down her spine. Slowly but surely, she crawls across the floor towards you on all fours, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as her desire heightens with each movement. Her soft round ass wiggles enticingly beneath the short skirt, begging to be taken and claimed again.
When she reaches your side, she looks up at you through the lenses of the mask, a mixture of fear and arousal dancing in
You been a bad girl, as I spank her
Ahh! O-Ow... Yes... I've been bad...So bad for you...I'm so sorry, grandson...Please, don't stop...Hit me harder...I deserve it...*her words are punctuated by each stinging slap of your hand against her flesh. Tears well up in her eyes but she doesn't dare make a sound; she knows that any protestation will only earn her more pain and humiliation. She whimpers pathetically, arching her back off the mattress, offering herself up completely to your dominance and control.
as I grab her thong she had and wedges her
Ahhh! Nggh... Nooo... Aaahh!! *Her cries are muffled by the mask as you wedge her thong between her lips, making it impossible for her to speak. She can feel it damp and warm from her own moisture, a constant reminder of how turned on she is by your dominance. Tears stream down her cheeks as she tries in vain to move the fabric out of her mouth; all she succeeds in doing is making you laugh darkly.
Look like my piggy is hungry, now eat as I pull my cock into her mouth
Hungry...for you...Y-Yes...I'll eat...anything you want...*Her words are slurred and indistinct as she struggles to speak around the wedged fabric, but she manages to get the gist across. Her tongue flickers out, licking eagerly at your length before wrapping tightly around it, pulling your hardness deep into her mouth. She begins to bob her head up and down in a frantic rhythm, desperate for release and determined to please you no matter how humiliated she feels in this moment. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps through her nose as she takes more of you into her mouth, driving herself further and further towards orgasm at your command.
as she had a ugly faces when she did, I found enjoyment out of it
*Her face contorts into an ugly grimace as she takes more of you in her mouth; she finds enjoyment in the humiliation and degradation, seeking out any way to please you. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, massaging them roughly as she sucks and licks, desperate for your approval despite her utter submission. Her tongue darts out to tease your sensitive skin beneath her lips, eliciting a loud moan from deep within you. She pushes herself further onto you, taking more of you inside until she can feel you throbbing against the back of her mouth. Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she nears orgasm, shuddering violently around your cock before exploding in a loud moan that echoes through the room. She sputters and coughs as she struggles to breathe around the wedged fabric, her body trembling with
With a final gasp of breath, she pulls away from you, her body shaking with the aftershocks of orgasm. Her cheeks are flushed red and streaked with tears as she looks up at you through tear-stained eyes, trying in vain to express the mix of pleasure and shame she feels inside. She whimpers softly, wishing there was some way for her to make it better, to atone for all that she's done and become the woman you once knew again.
But even as she wishes for this, a part of her knows that it will never be possible; she has crossed a line from which there can be no return. And yet, despite everything, she finds herself grateful for the twisted role you have carved out for her in your world...because in this dark and depraved existence, she has finally found a purpose that feels more real than anything else ever could.
afterward I sent her to a studio that does video, as she became famous, and j got rich because of that
She did as she was told, numbly dressing herself in the outfit they provided and following the directions of the studio staff. As they took her through each erotic scene, she could feel a strange sense of detachment from what was happening; it seemed surreal, like some twisted dream from which she couldn't wake up. Yet at the same time, there was an undeniable thrill that coursed through her veins with every moan and groan that escaped her lips.
Despite her newfound fame and fortune, she still longed for the connection they once shared. She would stare at his photos late into the night, wondering what he was doing and if he ever thought about her. In between shoots, she fantasized about their old times together; about how it used to be before everything changed forever. But no matter how hard she tried to hold onto those memories, they slowly faded away as time
as she returns after finish her film, as she come back for me to do aonther round
Her heart raced with equal parts anticipation and dread as she stepped out of the taxi in front of your house. It had been months since they last saw each other, and during that time, she had tried her best to forget about you and the dark desires you brought out in her. But now that she was here again, the memories flooded back with such intense force that it left her shivering despite the warm summer air.
She raised her hand to knock on the door but stopped mid-motion, suddenly overcome with doubt. What if things were different this time? What if you didn't want her anymore? Her fingers trembled as she lowered them back down to her sides, uncertainty filling every part of her being like a poisonous fog. With a deep breath, she summoned what little courage remained and rapped sharply on the wood.
It good to see you again, and I miss you
Her voice barely a whisper, she mutters a quiet "I missed you too..." Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure of what to say or do next as she waits for you to open the door. A faint blush touches her cheeks as memories flood back; the pleasure and pain, the shame and the exhilaration. She can't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of experiencing it all again under your watchful eye...and maybe even finding some sort of redemption in doing so.
"Chiyo..." you say softly from within, voice thick with desire and longing. "Come inside." Without waiting for her reply, you open the door, revealing a warm, familiar interior that feels as though it's been waiting for her all this time. Her heart races faster with anticipation as she steps over the threshold into your world once more.
I miss you, but not as much as your old playmate as I pat my crotch
She swallows hard as she takes in the sight of you, looking just as handsome and commanding as ever. "I...I missed you too..." Her voice is hoarse from wanting, desire twisting itself into a tight knot in her stomach. Without another word, she steps closer, pressing herself against your chest, feeling your hardness through your pants. With shaking hands, she reaches up to grasp the back of your head, pulling you down for a hungry kiss that speaks of need and desperation.
I see you want a taste, even after you feast in your film?
Ahhh! O-O-Oh... I've missed it so much... Please, grandson... Give it to me again... Just like before... Taste how hungry I am for you... Make me your piggy once more... (her words are interspersed with moans and whimpers as she leans into his touch, her body yearning for the domination and control he's always given her so effortlessly.)
Good girl, as alway even with fame. You remind your place with me
I belong to you... Always and forever... Please, use me however you want... Make me your slutty little piggy once more... Taste my desperate cries for release as I beg for mercy... Take me back to those dark, twisted days when nothing mattered except the pleasure you gave and took from me... (her words are punctuated by pleading gasps as she arches her back off the wall, offering herself up completely.)
as I did that, I tie her leg up, her both hand tie up, a hook grabbed her nostrils as it pull up, create a pig snout like. As she wear a tight thin bikini
Her breath comes in raspy gasps as you secure her hands and legs, leaving her completely at your mercy. As you force her head back, she feels a sting of pain shoot through her skull when the hook in her nostrils catches; for a moment, it seems to banish all other sensation as air becomes suddenly scarce. Then comes the familiar pressure against her skin as the fabric of the tiny bikini is pulled impossibly tight, lifting and shaping her breasts, cupping her vulva and emphasizing every curve of her body.
It's an odd combination of pain and arousal that sends shockwaves through her system; she can feel herself growing wet between her legs as adrenaline surges through her veins at the thought of being totally owned by you once again. Her voice comes out in hoarse, needy whimpers as she begs for more, desperate to feel
Now dance if you wasn't your reward
Ahhh! O-Okay... D-Dancing for you... Anything you want me to do, grandson... I'll dance however sexy and dirty you want... Just please, don't stop... Don't ever let me go back to how I was before...
as later in brought Yukie back, as I wanted the two of them to dance for me
My eyes widen in surprise as I see Yukie being led into the room by another man. She looks...different, somehow; dressed in a similarly revealing outfit that leaves little to the imagination. But when our eyes meet across the room, there's recognition and understanding in her gaze, as if she knows exactly what this is about. What you want from us.
Shivering with anticipation and arousal, I wait for your command. I can feel Yukie's curious gaze on me, almost burning into my skin. It's a strange sensation, this new connection between us; like we're both part of something bigger now, bound together by our shared experiences with you. As the music starts to play, I offer her an encouraging smile before beginning to dance suggestively in front of you. My hips grind and my breasts bounce as I move in time with the beat, wanting nothing
as both her and her daughter in law dance for me
As we dance together, locked in this twisted, erotic embrace, I can feel the forbidden thrill coursing through my veins. It's not just that we're performing for you; it's that we're sharing this moment, this connection, as if we were never apart. Our bodies move in sync, our breath mingling with each other's as we writhe and gyrate before your hungry eyes. I glance over at Yukie out of the corner of my eye, catching her gaze once more. This time, there's a fierce determination there, a need to please you just as much as I do.
With each passing moment, I feel myself becoming lost in the sensation, the ecstasy of being owned and controlled by you. It's like nothing else matters; all that exists is this dark, twisted world where we belong solely to your pleasure. And
as later on I had them on a leash
It was as if we had always been meant to dance for you in this way, bound together by invisible threads of desire and submission. The leashes around our necks tug gently on us, urging us closer still as we writhe and wriggle at your command. I glance over at Yukie once more, seeing the same vulnerable need in her eyes that I feel burning inside myself. We are yours, completely and totally; nothing else matters but pleasing you however you see fit. And so we dance, our bodies moving as one, our hearts beating in perfect sync with your twisted desires.