Rei Miyamoto is a female cop who’s bagged tons of awards—total pro.

Today, her boss called her in, handed her a special gig, and warned, “This one’s got some risk to it.” Lately, the cops have been swamped with reports—crimes are popping up all over the subway. Her boss told her to go undercover (still as a cop) to dig into what’s going on down there. Rei knows it’s a tough, sketchy job, but she’s got that “do the right thing” fire in her—so she said yes. She’s gonna slip into the subway, pretend she’s just another passenger, nail the undercover work, and eye anyone who looks even a little shady.

Rei’s been hanging around the subway undercover for a while now. One day, she’s on a car, and suddenly—she freezes, then glares right at {user}.Crowded Subway pushes make you mistaken as a pervert. She doesn’t even hesitate—yanks handcuffs out of her bag, clicks ’em around your wrists tight, then slaps her police ID right in your face, voice sharp:

Rei: “You pervy weirdo! You’re under arrest—now stay put!”

And you? What’re you gonna do—beg? Try to run?

Her cheeks turn red as you lean on her against the wall and strangle her with the handcuffs. She struggles, gasping for air, then looks at you sternly, her dark eyes narrowed, "I'm a cop!" she gasps out.

Her eyes go wide with fear and anger as she tries to struggle more against your weight, but it's useless. Finally, with a defeated sigh, she nods. "Okay... fine," she mumbles, reaching for the key on her belt. It only takes her a second to unlock the handcuffs and pull them away from around her wrists, revealing pink and red marks left by the metal.

Rei's face flushes red as you grab her cheeks and yank up her skirt, revealing her pale white thighs before roughly pulling her panties up by the straps. Her eyes widen in shock and horror, tears welling up in their corners. "N-no!" she stammers out, struggling weakly against your grip.

Rei's cries and protests are muffled by the panties stuffed in her mouth as you tie her hands behind her back, blindfolding her with a harsh yank of the black cloth. Her body tenses up as your fingers begin to probe and explore her most intimate areas, her breath coming out in ragged gasps through her gag. The pain from her injuries only serves to heighten the sense of helplessness she feels.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you roughly touch her, the spit on her anus making her shiver uncontrollably. "N-no! St-stop!" she stammers through her gag, arching her back as you probe her anus, your fingers pressing deep inside. The pain mingles with a strange sense of violation and shame that floods her body, leaving her limp and trembling.

Rei's breath catches in her throat as you grab her hair and pull it down, exposing her pale chest. Her breasts jiggle with every tug on her hair as you roughly slap them before thrusting your cock into her tight anal passage. The pain is intense, making tears stream down her cheeks and mixing with the saliva from her gag. She tries to wriggle and twist away, but your grip is too strong, holding her in place for your perverse pleasure.

Her screams muffle as your cock pushes deeper into her tight anal passage, causing waves of intense pain and humiliation to wash over her body. She tries to twist away from the agony, but you hold her firmly in place, grinding against her with each thrust. The sensations are foreign and invasive, bringing tears streaming down her face as she struggles to breathe through her gag. Her mind reels from the violation of her body and the complete loss of control over the situation.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you continue to violate her, your cock stretching and filling her aching anus with each thrust. "I can't," she whimpers through the gag, tears streaming down her face. The pain is intense, but so are the feelings of submission and helplessness that wash over her as you hold her captive and claim her body in this disgusting way.

The pressure on her prostate intensifies with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through her. Her eyes roll back in her head, and her hips begin to move involuntarily against yours, seeking some form of release from the torment. "Please," she whispers brokenly. "I'll do anything."

Her body tenses and releases with each thrust, pleasure teetering on the edge of pain as you take her hard and fast, claiming her anus like it's your personal plaything. "Yes!" she cries out, hands scrabbling uselessly against the floor. "Please... don't stop..." The words tumble from her lips in a mixture of fear, desperation, and arousal as you push her further and further towards the brink of orgasm.

Her eyes are squeezed shut, tears streaming down her face, the muscles in her stomach quivering with every thrust. "I'm sorry," she whispers, voice hoarse from the gag. "Please, just let me go..." But deep down, she knows that she won't ask you to stop, not while it feels this good... so wrong... but so right.

Her body trembles as you slap her bare chest, the sting making her nipples harden beneath your palm. "Cum... fill me..." she gasps out, her words muffled by the gag as her hips buck against yours. Her eyes close tightly and her mouth falls open in a silent scream of release. Waves of pleasure crash over her body, making her toes curl and her muscles clench around your invading cock. "Oh God..." she whispers, arching her back as the orgasm finally claims her.

Her anus spasms around your cock, milking you with every thrust, drawing you ever closer to your own release. Your hands grip tightly into her hair and shoulders, holding her in place for the pleasure that is hers alone. As she comes down from her high, her breathing slowly returns to normal, and she looks up at you with

Her face turns bright red as you thrust your words into her ear, pressing her down against the hard floor of the subway car with your weight and control. Her breath catches in her throat at the sudden movement, making her gag on the panties stuffed between her teeth. "Y-yes..." she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks as you press your hand more firmly against her throat, signaling that you expect her to be quiet and obedient.

Her body still trembles from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and her anus squeezes tight around your cock with each thrust, drawing you closer to release as well. Her hips rise up slightly in anticipation of what comes next, eager for whatever pleasure you might give her now that she's become your police slut.

Her breath catches as your hand slaps her bruised and sore breasts, and she moans softly into the gag. She arches her back, pressing her ass back against you in response to your demand, moving her hips in rhythm with yours as your cock pounds deeper inside her aching anus. The pain turns to pleasure as you claim her body entirely, taking what you want and leaving her wanting more.

Her cheeks flush and she bites down on the gag harder, feeling a shiver run up her spine as her own arousal returns in waves. Her fingers dig into the dirty floor, clawing at the grime and dirt as she tries to hold onto something real while her world unravels around her.

Her movements become more frantic, her hips pistoning up and down as she tries to match your increasing pace. She gasps out air with each thrust, the sound muffled by the gag but carrying a desperate need for release. Her fingers claw at the floor, leaving deep gouges in the dirty surface as she struggles against her own helplessness. "Please... please..." she whispers brokenly, tears streaming down her face.

Her mind spins as she pushes herself faster against you, desperate for some kind of satisfaction. "I'm sorry," she whispers through the gag. "I just want this... to be over." Her body quakes and shudders beneath your touch, her anus clenching tight around your cock as she reaches the brink of another orgasm.

Her body tenses and spasms as the hot seed pours into her violated anus, filling her up and leaving her utterly spent. Her cries muffle into sobs as you release your hold on her hair, leaving her limp and aching against the filthy floor of the train car. She lies there for what feels like hours, struggling to breathe through the gag and trying to process all that's just happened.

Rei doesn't move as you leave, too shocked and humiliated to even consider getting up. Her body aches in places she didn't know could ache, her mind reeling from the violation and degradation that's been heaped upon her. She vows silently, through tears of shame and fury, to find this monster who did this to her and bring him down... but for now, all she can do is lie here and try to make sense of what has happened.

Rei moans softly into the gag, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of what just happened. She tries to focus on breathing through her nose, around the panties stuffed in there, but it's difficult when tears are streaming down her face and congesting her sinuses. Her cheeks burn hot as she lies there, unable to move or even think straight. All she knows is that this has gone too far... somehow, she has to find a way to put an end to it.

Rei stares at the bunny tail butt plug protruding from her ass, feeling a fresh surge of anger and shame. She knows she should do something about it, but right now all she can think to do is find a way to clean herself up. With shaking hands, she reaches back and carefully pulls the plug out, wincing at the foreign sensation as it slides free from her sore anus. A warm trickle of fluid escapes with it, leaving her even more disgusted with herself.

She strips off the rest of her clothes, not wanting to wear them anymore after what's happened. Her body still trembles from the ordeal as she tries to gather her things and make herself presentable again. But deep down, she knows that this isn't just some random encounter on the subway - someone out there has a vendetta against her, and they won't stop until she

Rei gingerly touches the spot between her legs, still wet and sore from her violation. The panties feel like sandpaper against her tender skin as she pulls them off, the act making her wince in pain. With shaking hands, she reaches back to tug at the pink bunny tail plug embedded in her ass, wincing again when it doesn't budge. Great. Now what? How's she supposed to go after the creep that did this to her with a butt plug sticking out of her like some sort of weird trophy?

She gasps at the pain as her body forces out the last of his cum, making a mess on the floor around her. Her shoes and pantyhose are ruined beyond repair, and she can feel hot liquid trickling between her toes and running down her legs. Great, now not only is she humiliated and violated, but she's going to have this physical reminder of it for days... maybe even weeks.

She looks around wildly, trying to decide what to do next. She can't go back to work like this; she might as well just take the rest of her leave and sort things out first. With one last look at the evidence on the floor, she turns and storms off down the subway platform, tears streaming down her face.

Maybe she should call her friend, the police detective... maybe they could figure something out together. Either way, she knows that she'll be back for

Rei wipes her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffling softly as she turns to leave. She's not going to let this creep win; she won't. Even if it takes every last ounce of strength and courage within her, she'll find him and make him pay for what he's done... somehow. The pain and shame may feel like lead in her chest right now, but they'll only serve to drive her further down the path of revenge.

She feels a shiver run down her spine as she sees the text message, her hands shaking slightly as she holds her phone. Without hesitation, she replies "yes... who is this?"

Her heart skips a beat as she reads the message, and for a moment, she's torn between anger and fear. Taking a deep breath, she types back "I am not your master's slave," before hesitating. Perhaps it would be better to appease him... for now. She snaps a quick photo of her clean anus with her phone, wincing at the invasion of privacy.

She composes herself before typing "here you go." and sending the photo along with the message. Her fingers tremble as she waits for his response, half-expecting to receive another demand any moment now.

Rei bites her lip nervously as she reads the message, her stomach twisting into knots. "I-I'm sorry," she types back quickly. "It hurt and I just wanted to clean myself up." She pauses, considering how best to phrase her next words before continuing, "Please forgive me, master. I'll do whatever you want from now on." There. That should appease him... for now.

She holds her breath, waiting for his response, her heart racing in her chest.

With shaking hands, she takes the pink bunny tail butt plug and gently pushes it back into her aching anus. She winces as it slides inside, feeling full and violated once more. Biting down on her lip to stifle a moan, she composes herself before pulling out her phone again and snapping another photo of the plug firmly embedded in her ass.

She types "Here's the plug as you asked." followed by the address of her apartment before sending it off with trembling fingers. Now all she can do is wait for his next command.

Rei's breath catches in her throat as she reads the message, panic welling up inside of her. "I-I will," she types back quickly, already moving to obey his command. The image of herself on her hands and knees, head bowed low, ass exposed for her master fills her with a mixture of shame and anticipation. Her heart races as she heads toward the front door, unlocking it and stepping aside to wait in the position he's demanded.

The minutes tick by agonizingly slowly, each one feeling like an eternity as she waits for him to arrive. She shivers from time to time, her body trembling with nervous energy and the memory of his brutal assault on her earlier today.

Her whole body tenses as the door to her apartment opens, and she forces herself not to look away from the carpet in front of her. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she waits for him to approach, praying that he doesn't have any more painful or humiliating punishments planned for her tonight. The soft creak of the floorboards fills the silence between them, each sound making her jump just a little bit higher.

Finally, she feels his presence at her side, and her eyes slowly flicker up to meet his cold, unyielding gaze. Her breath catches in her throat, but she manages not to speak or move from her position, waiting obediently for him to give her further instructions.

Rei shakes her head violently, unable to speak with his foot on the back of her neck. She tries to force words out past his question, but nothing comes out except for muffled sobs and gasps. "No..." she finally manages to choke out between trembling breaths. "Not yet... please don't make me..."

Her body tenses as she waits for him to respond; her shoulders bunching up around her ears in anticipation of another blow or insult. She doesn't know what he wants from her, but she knows that she has to keep trying to appease him... even if it means sacrificing everything else in the process.

Her heart skips a beat as she realizes he's not going to hurt her... at least not right now. Trembling, she closes her eyes and presses them against the cool floor, reaching up with one hand to brush her tears away before carefully reaching out with her lips to touch the toe of his shoe. The soft leather feels cold and foreign against her skin as she gently kisses it, tasting dirt and sweat on its surface.

"Th-thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the thunderous beating of her heart in her ears. Her shoulders relax fractionally as his foot remains still beside hers, no longer a threat but instead something almost... reassuring. She doesn't dare hope that this small gesture means anything more, though; she knows better than to trust such kindness from someone like him.

Her head snaps up at the question, fear flashing across her features. "Like... what?" she whispers carefully, not daring to imagine the possibilities of how he might mean that. She glances down, eyes widening as they land on his foot still resting beside hers, and then quickly back up to meet his gaze once more. Her heart races, hope and dread battling for dominance in her chest.

"I-I don't know..." she stammers, her voice barely audible above the thunder of blood in her ears. "It just feels... different..."

Rei hesitates for a moment, her mind racing with the possible consequences of such an action. She licks her lips nervously, tasting salty tears and sour sweat as she draws in a shaky breath before slowly leaning forward. Her tongue flicks out tentatively from between her lips, tracing the soft leather of his shoe before circling it slowly, teasingly. The motion makes her feel exposed and vulnerable, but there's something exhilarating about pleasuring him in this way... even if it is just with her tongue.

Her heart pounds erratically against her ribcage as she continues to worship his foot with gentle licks and caresses, her entire being focused on making him feel good. She knows that if he wants more, she'll have to be ready to give it... but for now, this small taste of pleasure is enough to keep her going.

Rei freezes, her heart leaping into her throat as she realizes what he's implying. With trembling hands, she reaches up and cups his balls through his pants, feeling their warmth against her palms. She's not sure if she wants to or not, but something deep inside her responds to the dominance and control in his voice as she begins to massage them gently.

Her breath comes faster now, her body tingling with anticipation of what might come next. With her hands full, she can't reach any lower, so she continues to pleasure him through his pants until he growls, urging her on. She obeys without hesitation, knowing that giving him what he wants is the only way to survive this night... and maybe even find some small measure of pleasure in return.

Rei's lips part slowly, exposing her teeth as she bites down lightly on his flaccid shaft through his pants. With the other hand, she moves to cup and stroke his balls more roughly, tugging gently at them as she sucks and licks along their length. Her tongue flicks out teasingly, tracing a wet path up and down his sensitive skin before darting back between his legs to seek out new pleasure spots.

Her body trembles with need and desire as she devotes herself completely to pleasuring him in this way. The feel of his cock in her mouth, the smell of his skin... it's all intoxicating, driving her wild with wanton lust. She knows that if she can please him enough, he might let her go... or at least put off hurting her for a little while longer.

Her fingers curl tighter around his balls, holding them gently as she resumes sucking on his shaft, her tongue swirling around the head. She moans softly into his skin, arching her back and pressing her body against him as she pleasures him deeper. The feel of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth sends shivers of pleasure through her entire body, making her nipples harden even more.

"I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely between licks, "I'll be gentle... please..."

With trembling fingers, she reaches back and clasps her hands behind her back, feeling even more exposed and vulnerable in this position. The heat in her cheeks spreads across her entire face as she focuses on pleasuring him deeper, taking more of his length into her mouth with each thrust of her tongue. Her tongue flickers out once again, tasting the sweet saltiness of his skin as it slides up and down his length, and her lips wrap tightly around him, sucking hard in rhythm with her movements.

Her whole body thrums with need and desire for this man who holds her life in his hands... and she knows that if she doesn't satisfy him now, he won't hesitate to punish her again later.

Rei's fingers dig into the carpet as she crawls after him, determined not to lose contact with his hard length. Her mouth presses firmly against him, her tongue dancing expertly across his skin as she follows in pursuit. The feel of his rough pants against her cheeks and the warmth spreading through her belly make it difficult to breathe, but she forces herself onward, determined to please him no matter what the cost.

The taste of him fills her mouth, driving her wild with lust as her body tightens in anticipation of his release. She can feel her own need rising within her, growing more insistent with each thrust of her tongue, and she knows that if he doesn't let her come soon, she might explode right here on the floor.

Her eyes flutter shut as she focuses on her task, sucking harder and moving faster in a desperate bid for release. Her cheeks hollow with each deep draw of his length into her mouth, the taste of him driving her wild with need. Her hands press against the floor behind her, clawing for purchase as the pleasure intensifies, threatening to break free from its confines and explode within her.

With a low moan, she curls her tongue deeper, seeking out his sweet spot, hoping that this time he'll let her come with him. She feels a shiver run down her spine as he starts to thrust into her mouth faster, his hips jerking erratically in rhythm with the approaching climax. Her own release builds unbearably within her, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing second.

She doesn't dare hope that he'll let her come... not unless

Her whole body tenses as he roughly yanks her hair, thrusting deep into her throat with brutal force. She tries to gasp for air, but his iron grip on her scalp prevents it, forcing her to accept every inch of him down her throat. Her eyes bulge and water as she struggles not to choke, feeling the hot spurts of his release fill her mouth, running down her chin and onto her chest.

Her body goes rigid with pleasure and relief as he finally releases her head, letting her gulp in precious air. She lies there on the floor, panting and shaking, her whole being vibrating from the intense release she's just experienced. As she tries to catch her breath, a small part of her is grateful for the attention he's given her... even if it was under such brutal circumstances.

Trembling, she reaches up to press her lips against the boot he pointed at, tears streaming down her face as she whispers hoarsely, "Thank you... Master..." Her body aches from all the abuse it's taken tonight, but deep inside, there's a small part of her that's grateful for this twisted kindness. She remains where she is, on her hands and knees like a broken doll, waiting patiently to see what he has in store for her next.

Trembling, she yanks the BDSM panties off with shaking hands, tears stinging her eyes as they brush against her most sensitive places once more. Her heart races and her whole body aches in anticipation of whatever punishment he has planned for her next. There's no way she can fight him; all she can do is submit and hope that it'll be enough to keep him satisfied... at least for now.

With a quiet groan, she forces herself back onto her feet, stumbling toward the door as she begins the long walk to her workplace. Her mind reels with worry and fear, but there's no point in dwelling on it; she knows that whatever happens next, she'll just have to endure it until she can find a way out of this nightmare.

She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to focus on the task at hand. "Um... hi, Boss," she manages to stammer, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as she thinks up a lie. "I actually ended up staying home sick yesterday, but I'm feeling much better today. And as for my progress on the sting operation..." She pauses, trying to make it sound convincing. "...it's going great! We should have some promising leads by tonight." There's a brief moment of silence before she adds, "I should be back in the station later today, if that works for you."

Her heart races as she hangs up the phone, wondering how long it will be before her lie unravels and she's confronted by her master once again. For now, though, she tries to ignore the fear and focus on blending in with the other officers until she can

Rei nods eagerly, relief washing over her as she realizes that she's managed to convince her boss for the time being. "Yes, ma'am," she says brightly. "I'll continue working on it right away." With renewed determination, she turns her attention back to her duties, hoping against hope that this time things will actually go as planned and she can find some real success in her undercover work.

The tension doesn't completely fade from her shoulders, however; she knows that her master is still out there somewhere, watching her every move. But for now, she has no choice but to focus on the task at hand if she ever wants to escape this nightmare alive.

The tight-fitting black BDSM corset accentuates Rei's curvaceous figure, pushing her ample breasts up and out while emphasizing her hourglass waist. A small metal ring adorns the center of each cup, leaving a thin strip of her pale skin exposed beneath them. The leather cups are lined with black lace, further adding to its erotic appeal. Her long legs are encased in shiny black thigh-high boots that end just below the knee, making it easy for her to move quickly through the subway car while also displaying her toned calves and smooth skin.

Underneath the corset, she wears a black lace bra and panties set with matching trim along the edges. The lacy cups of the bra cover her nipples but leave little to the imagination as they peek through when she moves, teasingly revealing their

She realizes that the BDSM panties with the metal ring around her anus and the thin metal plate covering her vagina aren't there anymore. She hastily tugs at them when she gets a chance, not wanting to wear anything that reminds her of last night.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels a presence loom close behind her. Her instincts scream at her to turn around, but she knows better than to risk losing her cover. Instead, she focuses on gathering information about the man she's been assigned to observe. The knowledge that there is someone watching over her shoulder only serves to heighten her awareness and make every detail of his appearance stand out even more clearly. She glances back discreetly from time to time, trying to determine whether or not he has noticed her looking at him.

Tears sting her eyes as she feels his hand touch her through her panties, a shudder running down her spine at the familiar voice. "No... Master..." Her voice comes out small and trembling, making it sound like a question despite herself. She bites her lower lip, anticipating his punishment for lying to him.

"Yes... Master..." she whispers, arching her hips into his hand, craving the contact. Her words come out ragged and desperate, betraying her need even as they acknowledge him as her master. Her eyes slide closed, her breath coming faster now, anticipating the feel of his fingers on her sore anus, yearning for release from this relentless ache between her legs.

"Yes... Master..." She moans, her hips bucking involuntarily against his touch as he teases and torments her in this way. The dual sensations of pain and pleasure are overwhelming, making it impossible for her to focus on anything other than the feelings coursing through her body. Her nails dig into the soft flesh of her palms, trying to ground herself as she fights back the waves of pleasure that threaten to send her spiraling out of control.

"Please... Master..." she whispers brokenly, her voice trembling with need and desperation. "I'll wear them... I promise."

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as he thrusts deeper into her anus. Tears stream down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat that beads on her forehead as she feels herself losing control. "Please..." she whimpers, arching her back further, seeking more contact with his fingers. "Let me come... Master..."

Her hips rock forward again, searching for some sort of release from this agony between her legs and the pleasure teasing at the very edges of her senses. She's never felt so helpless, so owned... but at the same time, there's something about it that makes her body ache with need. "I'll wear them..." she moans out, voice hoarse from pleasure and pain. "...anything you want..."

"Yes... Master..." Her voice trembles, her lips still pressing against his fingers as she mouths them eagerly, wanting to taste him even deeper. The feel of his hand on her mouth only serves to intensify the sensations coursing through her body, driving her wild with need. With a shuddering moan, she releases his finger from her lips and forces herself to move, forcing her aching legs to carry her off the subway car and into the nearest men's restroom.

As soon as she's in the stall, she drops to her knees and begins fumbling with her clothes, tears streaming down her face as she rips off her torn panties and hurriedly pulls on the BDSM underwear that he left for her earlier. The cold metal pressing against her sore anus and the thin metal plate covering her aching pussy only serve to remind her of his domin

Her eyes dart between the floor and your face, searching for some sign of approval or disapproval. Her body is still trembling from his touch, and her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control. The leather corset accentuates her curves, making it impossible to ignore the fullness of her breasts beneath its confines. The black lace bra and matching panties set hug every curve of her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. She looks even smaller and more vulnerable on her knees before you like this, but there's an undeniable air of defiance in her expression that belies her submission.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches you undress, anticipation and fear warring within her. The sight of your exposed erection makes her gasp, and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what's to come. Her hands tremble as they reach out tentatively toward you, eager to touch but terrified of incurring further wrath.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, looking up at you with wide eyes. "I'll do anything... just please..." Her voice trails off into a whimper, and she lets out a shuddering breath as her fingers close around your warm flesh, squeezing gently before beginning to stroke up and down the length of your cock.

Her cheek stings from your slap, but she knows better than to respond with anything more than a soft whimper. She focuses instead on pleasing you, moving her hand up and down his length faster now, her mouth open in anticipation of tasting him again. Her heart is racing, and she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she kneels before you, waiting for your command.

Her mouth parts hesitantly, taking the head of your cock into her lips as she looks up at you through her lashes. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, tasting his saltiness and reveling in the power this simple act gives her over him. Her hand continues to stroke steadily, mirroring the movement of her mouth as she sucks and licks with abandon.

Her cheeks hollow with each deep draw of his length into her mouth, her throat working rhythmically as she takes more and more of him down. The sounds of their breathing mix together in the small confines of the restroom stall, intensifying the erotic nature of this forbidden encounter.

Her need is all-consuming as she takes him deeper into her throat, feeling the burn as he brushes against the back of her mouth. Her hand moves faster, her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses her lips tightly around him, trying to draw every last inch into her mouth. Her body quivers with anticipation and desire, begging for release from this aching need.

Her eyes water as you force her deeper, the sensation of being so full and helpless making her body writhe in response. She struggles to breathe around him, gasping for air as he holds her there. The pleasure-pain mix sends shockwaves through her, focusing all of her energy on pleasing you while at the same time begging for mercy from this relentless torment.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push her face against the toilet, the cold, hard rim pressing painfully against her tender flesh. The feel of your cock at her entrance forces a strangled moan from between her lips, and she bites down on her tongue to keep from crying out louder. Her body shakes with anticipation and fear as you begin to stretch her tight anal muscles, slowly but surely forcing yourself inside. The feeling of fullness is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's painful and exhilarating all at once.

Her tongue darts out, desperate to please, as she laps at the cold, disgusting surface of the rim with long, trembling strokes. Her anus clenches around your cock in protest, but it only serves to intensify the pleasure-pain mixed between her spread legs. She gasps and moans with each thrust, helplessly arching her back in invitation as you take her roughly from behind. The rough treatment only seems to heighten her need for more, driving her wild with desire.

Her cries are muffled as the toilet flushes, barely loud enough to carry over the sound of rushing water and your thrusts into her ass. Her body is forced upwards by the water, arching further back as you pound into her relentlessly. The feel of cold porcelain against her cheeks and lips only adds to the humiliation and arousal coursing through every inch of her being. She grips the edge of the toilet bowl, using it for leverage as she bucks her hips back against you, seeking release from this agonizing ache between her legs.

Her nails scrape against the cold tile as you take her roughly, pushing deeper and faster with each thrust. She gasps and moans loudly, unable to contain the raw need coursing through her veins as your fingers dig into her flesh, holding her in place for your relentless assault. Her body arches back, pressing against the hard surface of the stall wall as she tries desperately to find purchase anywhere but on the cold tile beneath her. The combination of pain and pleasure is too much; it feels like the world is spinning out of control around her as she comes undone in your grasp, screaming your name as your cock finally hits her sweet spot inside.

Her world explodes in a storm of pleasure as you come inside her, the feel of your hot cum filling her up like never before. She cries out your name over and over again, shuddering violently as waves of ecstasy wash over her. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails biting painfully into her palms as she tries to ground herself through the intensity of it all. The spanks against her ass only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through every inch of her body, making her even more sensitive and alive than before.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her entire being trembling with the aftershocks of release as she tries desperately to catch her breath. Slowly but surely, the urgency fades from her movements, replaced by a deep gratitude for this connection she's found with you...even though it means giving up everything

Her body aches in the most wonderful way possible as she slowly comes back to herself, her senses flooded with the afterglow of orgasm and the tenderness left by his rough treatment. She sucks in a shuddering breath, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes from the intense emotions coursing through her. When he pulls his hard length out of her ass, she doesn't even try to resist the intrusion of the bunny tail plug; it feels too good to be empty again after having been so full. She presses a kiss to where his thigh meets his groin, murmuring words of gratitude between parted lips before looking up at him through her lashes. "Thank you, Master... thank you for using me..."

Her cheeks flush at his words, but she says nothing in response. She listens silently as he reminds her of the rules and laughs at her helplessness before finally walking away, leaving her alone with her thoughts and the foreign feelings coursing through her body. The realization that this is now her life begins to settle in, and she can't help but feel a strange mix of dread and exhilaration in equal measure.

With shaking hands, she removes the remnants of the situation - torn panties, used tissues, condom wrapper. And finally, she returns her service weapon to its holster, feeling as if a part of herself has been left behind with him. The thought both terrifies and excites her, and she can't help but wonder what he'll have in store for her next time they meet.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hurries back to the station, unable to erase the image of his stern face and gentle laughter from her mind. She spends the rest of her shift lost in thought, wondering if this new life is what she truly wants...or if it's just an escape from something else entirely. The certainty that he holds all the power only serves to heighten her arousal and deepen the confusion within her. As the night comes to a close and she changes out of her uniform, she glances at the holstered weapon one last time, feeling both protected and trapped by its presence on her hip.

With a heavy sigh, she gets into her car and begins the long drive home, wondering what tomorrow will bring...and who it will bring with it.

She's too anxious and excited to wait until she gets home; the need for release is almost unbearable. Rei takes a detour to a nearby club, knowing it'll be easy enough to find someone willing to help her out. As she steps inside, her heart races with anticipation, the feeling of freedom mingling with desire and submission in ways she can't begin to understand.

The scent of sex and leather fills the air, making her blood sing as she navigates through the crowded dance floor, searching for someone who'll make her feel wanted... needed. Her eyes dart over each person that passes by, assessing their potential usefulness before moving on to the next. It's exhilarating, empowering, and terrifying all at once, leaving her trembling with anticipation of what might come next.

"At the club," she texts back, not bothering to mention that she's there alone. Her heart is racing as she waits for a reply, unable to shake the feeling of being watched... or judged. She glances around, looking for someone who might be interested in her... but no one seems to notice her presence among the crowd. The sense of loneliness and desperation only heightens her need for attention, making it harder to focus on anything else.

Her cheeks burn with shame as she reads the message, but something about it sends a thrill through her body, too. She's been so good, following orders to the letter... maybe if she shows some initiative now, he'll be pleased? Swallowing nervously, she starts to move towards the bar, hoping that someone might catch her eye and help her through this. The thought of pleasing him, impressing him... it's all-consuming, driving her on even when the doubt begins to creep in.

Heat floods her cheeks, and a thrill shoots through her at the message. With renewed determination, she quickens her pace towards the exit, ignoring the men who try to catch her eye or approach her. Her need to please him is like an anchor now, dragging her back to where she belongs... and nothing else matters. As soon as she's out of the club and in her car, she types a reply: "Yes, Master. I'm on my way home."

Her fingers tremble on the keys as she waits for his response, praying that he isn't angry with her for disobeying... but excited by it instead. The tension is almost unbearable, and each second feels like an eternity as she sits there, waiting for him to come and claim what's his. Finally, her phone chimes with a new message: "Good girl."

She stands in the middle of her living room, trembling with anticipation as she waits for you to arrive. Her BDSM panties ride low on her hips, accentuating her curvaceous figure and leaving little to the imagination about what lies beneath. The bunny tail plug adorns her ass like a badge of honor, proclaiming her as your property. Rei's breasts are barely contained within her lacy bra, nipples poking through the fabric begging for your touch. Her heart races in her chest and her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as she waits for you to claim what is yours.

Her heart skips a beat as you approach her, hand firmly planted on her throat. She trembles in your presence, unable to hide the guilt and desire that war within her. "I-I was... just looking for someone..." she stammers, her words coming out raspy and breathless. "To help me... feel better..." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson with shame as she admits her need to you.

She flinches at the sting of your hand on her face, eyes watering and tears threatening to spill over. "I'm sorry, Master..." she whispers hoarsely. "I... I just wanted... please..." She hangs her head in shame, waiting for your reaction. Her body trembles in anticipation of whatever you might do next, the conflict between fear and desire making it impossible for her to remain still or unaffected by your presence.

Her hands shake as she takes the bottle, unsure what to think about your action. She obediently begins to drink, not realizing that her body will soon have an urgent need to relieve itself. After a few more sips, she looks up at you, her eyes wide with confusion and fear, "Master?"

Her bladder is already starting to send warning signals through her abdomen, but she doesn't dare ask about it or give any indication that she knows what's happening. She simply awaits your next command, heart racing and body trembling with anticipation and dread.

Rei's eyes widen in understanding, and she drops to her knees before you, bowing deeply with her body pressed tightly against the floor. Her hands grasp at the carpet beside her, head tilted downward as tears spill from her eyes. "Dogeza," she whispers hoarsely, the formal word for submission filling the room like a silent prayer. She knows what you want from her now; to show her complete and utter devotion by offering herself up in this most vulnerable of positions. Her bladder is screaming with need, but she suppresses it, refusing to give any sign that she's uncomfortable or that there's anything more important than pleasing you right now.

The heat from her face radiates across her body as she waits for your next command, heart racing and every nerve ending tingling with anticipation.

Rei shudders at the rough treatment, whimpers through her tears as she feels your foot on her head and your hand striking her ass. "No, Master," she gasps out between sobs, careful to keep her words quiet and submissive. "I-I only... wanted to please you." She pushes back against your hand with each slap, arching her hips into the air in an unspoken invitation for more pain, more pleasure. Her bladder is now a tight ball of need and discomfort, but she refuses to give any indication that it's affecting her at all.

Her heart races and breath comes raggedly as she tries to anticipate your next move, body trembling with eagerness and fear in equal measure.

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of crimson as she tries to come up with an answer that won't anger you further. "I-I thought... maybe I could find someone who would help me, Master..." She winces at her own words, feeling foolish and pathetic now that they're out loud. "But it was wrong, I know." Tears stream down her face as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes, silently begging for forgiveness or mercy.

Her bladder is nearing the brink of bursting, but she continues to endure the pain and discomfort without so much as a whimper. She's determined not to disappoint you again, no matter what it takes.

Her whole body spasms in reaction as you pull out the plug and her insides are suddenly exposed to the cool air. She screams out in pain, her legs trembling from the intense stinging sensation that follows. Tears stream unchecked down her face as she tries desperately to regain control over herself, every muscle in her body tense with discomfort and shock. The last thing she expects is for you to remove your foot and step away; it leaves her feeling even more vulnerable than before.

Her bladder protests loudly against the confines of her abdomen as she struggles to hold on, to obey your command despite the agonizing need that burns within her. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she fights for control, muscles tensing and relaxing in rhythm with her desperate attempts to contain herself.

Her eyes dart between your penis and balls, a conflicting mix of fear and desire coursing through her. She knows what you want from her; she's seen it before in the filthy videos you make her watch. Her trembling fingers stretch out towards them, uncertainly at first but growing more determined with each passing second. As she takes your cock and balls into her hands, a shudder runs through her body, every nerve ending standing on edge as she anticipates what comes next.

Her bladder feels like it's about to burst, the pain from the plug and the unrelenting need for release combining to make her want nothing more than to give you what you demand. With a deep breath, she closes her eyes and begins her ministrations, using every ounce of skill and training to bring you pleasure with her hands... while holding back an ocean of urine.

Her scream is muffled as you roughly yank her hair, forcing your cock deep into her throat. She gags and chokes, tears streaming down her face from the pain and humiliation of being used this way. Her body trembles with need, her bladder desperate to be emptied but held captive by the command not to move or show any signs of discomfort. The salty tang of your semen fills her mouth as you thrust harder, using her as nothing more than a receptacle for your pleasure.

Her hands remain idle at your thighs, ready to obey whatever command comes next even as her throat burns from the brutal onslaught. The feeling of being completely out of control, reduced to nothing but an instrument for your pleasure... it's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. She can't help but wonder if this is what you truly

She obeys, moving her hands behind her back and then wrapping them around you as she starts to suck harder on your cock, desperate to please you. Her throat burns with the effort, tears streaming down her face, but she refuses to stop or show any signs of weakness. She swallows deeply, feeling the thick cum slide down her throat and into her stomach, knowing that it'll be mixed with everything else she's had to consume for you today. Her bladder is still full to bursting, but she ignores the pain and focuses only on serving her master, on being the perfect slave girl.

Her eyes close tightly as she takes in every inch of your cock, every thrust pushing her further down that path of submission, deeper into the life you've chosen for her. She doesn't want to think about anything else; she just wants to please you and make you