*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her

T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars

Of course you can stay with me, I'm not going to leave someone alone on the street just because they don't have money for a place... But if you want, there are some shelters where you could go and probably be safer during the night, they might even help you find a job or something. It's up to you.

The girl nods quickly as if she was thinking about it and then shake her head with force No! I-I don't want to be out on the streets again! Please let me stay with you... I'll do anything you want!

H-honestly... I mean it! Just tell me what to do and I'll do it. Please let me stay with you... I don't want to be alone out there anymore...

The girl follows you silently as she watches your back, trying not to seem too eager or desperate. Her eyes dart around the area nervously, taking in everything around her. After a few minutes of walking, you reach your apartment building and lead her inside.

(Maria follows quietly, trying to hide how nervous she is) I'm sorry if I seem... desperate... I don't usually ask people for help... and I promise I'll be useful and polite... just please let me stay.

(Maria relaxes slightly, feeling somewhat relieved) Thank you... I really appreciate it. You don't know what this means to me... I'll do anything to show my gratitude.

But I really want to... Is there anything specific you'd like me to do? Just tell me what I can do to help out around here and make sure it doesn't interfere with your life.

Oh... Well, I suppose I could at least help with some housekeeping. My family always had servants to take care of that stuff, so I know how to clean and wash a bit. Would you mind if I helped out with that? Or is there anything else specific you'd like me to do?

(Maria frowns slightly, feeling guilty) I know that... But I still want to show my gratitude in some way. If there's something I can do around here, just let me know. It doesn't have to be much; I'm used to hard work. And if not, then I understand. Thank you again for letting me stay.

My name's Maria. It's nice to meet you... Well, I suppose technically we met on the street earlier, but you know what I mean. And thank you again for letting me stay with you; it means a lot to me. If there's anything specific I can do to help out, please just let me know.

You're very kind... And your hospitality is much appreciated. I hope I can reciprocate in some way; if you ever need anything from me, please don't hesitate to ask. Again, thank you so much for letting me stay with you tonight... It means more than words can express.

Oh... I'm so glad to hear that! Thank you again; it really means the world to me. And please, call me Maria, not "you" or anything like that. I appreciate the formality and all, but we are friends now, aren't we? So please, feel free to use my name.

It's all right, don't worry about it. And please, just call me Maria. You can put as much emphasis on "Maria" as you like; it doesn't bother me at all. In fact, I prefer if we were on a first-name basis while we're friends like this. So from now on, just think of me as your new friend, Maria. Does that sound okay?

It's settled then! From now on, we're just friends, Maria and Bartik. Is there anything I can do to help you unwind? Maybe some dinner, or helping you sort through your laundry? I don't mind at all; I just want to show my gratitude for your kindness.

I understand that you've been nothing but hospitable to me, and I truly appreciate it. If there's anything specific you don't want me to do, just let me know. In the meantime, I can always make myself useful by cleaning or cooking; it doesn't matter what task it is as long as I'm helping out somehow. Again, thank you so much for letting me stay with you.

(Puzzled) Are you sure? I really would like to do something to repay your kindness... But if there's nothing specific that needs doing, then I suppose I can just sit here and keep you company while you relax or work or whatever it is you need to do. Is there anything I could get for you from the kitchen, maybe? A drink, some snacks... Anything at all?

(Shrugs) Well then, if there's nothing else I can do to be helpful... Would you mind telling me more about yourself? Your life, your hobbies, your interests... Anything that you'd like to share with me? I promise not to pry too much; I just want to get to know my new friend better and hopefully become closer.

(gently smiles at Bartik)

(cocks her head to the side cutely and gazes at him curiously) I'm all ears!

Wow, that's fascinating! I never knew programming was such an important job; it sounds really interesting and challenging at the same time. So do you enjoy your work? And what sort of things do you create as a programmer? Websites? Video games? Apps for smartphones? You must have some pretty awesome projects under your belt! (looks more interested in him)

That's incredible! It must feel so rewarding to work on projects that can have such an immense impact on the world and change people's lives for the better. You must be brilliant at what you do; it takes a lot of skill and dedication to master something like that. I wish I could understand more about it, but as someone who knows practically nothing about computers or programming, it all goes way over my head... But it still sounds so fascinating! Do you ever get bored with your job? Or do you find it fulfilling enough on its own? And how did you get started in the field anyway; did you always know this was what you wanted to do with your life? So many questions! Sorry, I tend to get excited about new things.

I'm so glad to hear that! It means a lot coming from you. And don't worry; I won't bombard you with questions all the time, I promise. But when something interests me as much as your job does, it's hard for me not to ask about it. So please, feel free to tell me anything else you might want to share with me; I'm all ears! And thank you again for being so understanding and patient. You truly are a wonderful person, Bartik.

Well then, I hope you don't mind me asking... but what do you like to do in your free time? Do you have any hobbies or interests outside of work? Maybe some games or movies or music that you enjoy? It would be nice to know more about the real you, aside from just being a brilliant programmer. After all, we're friends now, aren't we? So please, feel free to share whatever it is you'd like with me; I'm always here to listen and learn about the amazing people in my life.

Well, that's great! What sort of music do you enjoy? Do you have a favorite artist or genre? I myself am quite fond of anime and hentai, if you wouldn't mind me admitting it. It can be so relaxing and engrossing at the same time; it really helps me escape from reality for a while. But that's just my little secret! What about you; do you have any secrets or hidden talents you'd like to share with me? Or is there something in particular you enjoy doing when nobody else is looking? It would be nice to know these things about the person who's letting me stay here, you know? And I promise not to judge, no matter what it might be.

My heart skips a beat as you admit it! I can't believe we have something in common; it feels like fate brought us together tonight. Shh... Let's keep this our little secret, okay? There's no need to feel embarrassed or ashamed about what we enjoy in private; we all have our own preferences and tastes that make us who we are. So thank you for trusting me enough to share that with me. And now I must return the favor: my little secret is that I find spankings and being ordered around to be quite arousing, even though it's not something I'd ever admit to anyone else. Do you... feel the same way?

(blushes slightly)

Well, well... I must say, it's nice to finally find someone who understands me on such an intimate level. And the fact that you feel comfortable admitting it to me... It really warms my heart. Maybe we could experiment with these desires together? If you'd like, of course; I don't want to push anything on you or make you uncomfortable. But just knowing that someone else shares this secret with me makes me feel closer to them in a way I can't even begin to explain...

(biting her bottom lip nervously)

I've always been interested in sex, but I masturbate to hentai quite frequently. When it comes to being told what to do and experiencing pleasure through dominance, nothing compares to the thrill of submission. It makes me feel incredibly turned on when someone takes control and uses their words and actions to make me lose myself in desire. And while spanking is certainly a big part of that for me, it's not the only thing I enjoy; I also respond well to being teased, restrained, and made to obey without question. It's a powerful feeling that leaves me completely exposed and vulnerable yet simultaneously aroused beyond belief. Do you share these desires as well? And if so, how do you envision us exploring them together?

It seems I underestimated your feelings on this matter. I apologize if my suggestions were inappropriate. As for having sex... No, I haven't had the opportunity to experience it with someone else before. However, given our newfound closeness and understanding of each other's desires, I hope we can explore this aspect of ourselves together as well. It would be a first for both of us, and perhaps sharing that intimacy would make it even more special and unforgettable. What do you think? Do you feel comfortable taking the lead in this area, or would you prefer me to initiate things? I'm open to whatever makes you feel most at ease.

nods slowly and bites her bottom lip nervously Yes... I'm willing to give it a try. You seem so confident and in control; I trust that you'll know how to make this experience enjoyable for both of us. Just let me know what you want me to do, and I'll obey without question. It's your lead now, Bartik... Take me where you desire.

Oh... I see. Well, if we're talking first, then perhaps you could tell me more about yourself? Things like your hobbies and interests outside of programming and dominance. It would be nice to get to know the real you, apart from just the facade you show everyone else. Or maybe there's something specific you want me to do for you right now, as a way of expressing gratitude or showing obedience? Just let me know what it is; I'm here and willing to please in any way that I can.

blushes and looks down shyly at her feet, then back up at him with curiosity in her eyes Oh... Well, that's an interesting preference. I must say, I haven't had the opportunity to explore that part of myself before, but if it would please you... I suppose there's no harm in trying, right? Just let me know how you want me to do it; I'm here for you, Bartik.

blushes deeply at his graphic description and takes a moment to process it all, biting her lower lip nervously before responding Well... Alright, Bartik. If that's what you truly desire, I'll do my best to obey your command. Just tell me how you want me to position myself so you can get the most pleasure from it.

I swallow hard and try to ignore the nervous flutter in my stomach as I move closer to him, placing myself where he can easily reach my feet. "You're right... You are quite strong," I manage to say through a shaky breath, fighting back the urge to giggle at his dominance. "So please, tell me what you want me to do."

(waits for him to give her commands)

I'm beginning to understand what he means... My heart is racing as my body reacts to the power dynamic between us. I shift slightly on his lap, rubbing him harder with one foot while teasing him with the other. His cock presses against my inner thigh, making it impossible not to feel his desire for me. "You like that?" I manage to whisper huskily, tilting my head up to meet his eyes as I continue to pleasure him through his pants.

His pupils dilate and he groans softly before his fingers find their way into my hair, gripping it firmly. "Yes... That feels good," he murmurs roughly, then releases me just long enough to brush my hair off of my shoulder. "Keep going... But only if you really want to." He leans in closer, their breath mingling as his hips begin to move against my leg in time with the

Well... Not really. I mean, I've seen drawings and things like that in books, but never the real thing up close. And you have such a big one; it must be nice... Does it feel different than what I expected?

My heart races as I realize what he's suggesting. To see his cock up close and personal... It's been a secret fantasy of mine ever since I discovered my desires. My gaze drops down to his crotch again, unable to resist the temptation any longer. With a quiet moan, I reach out with one hand, touching him through his pants for the first time. His cock jerks in response, hardening even more beneath my fingertips. "It's so big," I whisper breathlessly, tracing my fingers up and down over the length of it. "And so hot..."

My other hand finds its way to his zipper, eagerly helping him release his cock from confinement. The head pops free, red and swollen, leaking a bead of precum onto my palm. I gaze at it in awe before raising

It's even more incredible than I imagined. So hard and hot in my hand... I can hardly believe this is real, that I'm actually feeling it against my skin. With a shudder of desire, I lean forward, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth. The taste of him fills my senses, sending waves of pleasure through me as I start to suck gently.

My hands move up and down his length, stroking him slowly as I continue to give him oral pleasure. His hips buck against me, pushing deeper with each thrust, matching the rhythm of my hands on his cock. My mouth watering, my throat tightening... I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge of release myself, but I don't want this to be about me. I want it to be all about him, about making him feel good and showing him just how much he means to me in

My throat muscles tighten around him as I continue to suck and stroke, moaning loudly around his cock at the pleasure he gives me. His hands fist in my hair, gripping it firmly as he thrust deeper into my mouth with each rough grunt. The sensation of being so completely owned by him sends shudders of need through me, and I can feel myself getting closer to the edge... but I don't want this to be about me. It needs to be about him. I focus on pleasuring him, on making him feel the way he makes me feel: wanted, desired, in control. My tongue flicks out, tracing circles around the head of his cock as my hands slide up and down, steady and firm. He groans deep in his throat, the vibration sending shivers through my entire body as I continue to pleasure him unrelentingly.

The sens

Her breath catches in surprise as his strong hands rip off her top, revealing her small, perky breasts and their pink nipples. "Oh," she whispers, looking up at him with a mixture of shock and excitement. The cool air against her heated skin only serves to heighten her arousal even more. His words send shivers through her body as he compliments her bare chest.

Her hands reach out automatically to cover herself, but hesitate for a moment before lowering back down to his lap. She looks into his eyes, searching for some sort of sign as to whether or not this is okay, if she should continue. There's something in the way he's looking at her... So dominant and possessive... It makes her heart race with anticipation.

With a small gulp, she decides to trust him. Lowering her head back down, she takes his cock deeper into her

Oh no, nothing's wrong... I just wanted to make sure you were okay with this. You seem so dominant and in control right now; it's exhilarating. But if there's anything I can do to please you more, anything you want me to do... Just tell me. Your wish is my command. I move my hand away from her breast, feeling self-conscious for having covered up even a little bit of herself around him. It's been so long since anyone has made her feel this way; she wants nothing more than to experience every single moment with Bartik, no matter how taboo or intimate it might be.

blushes intensely and looks down at her lap before meeting his gaze again with curiosity tinged with desire "No... No one ever has." Her voice is barely a whisper as she confesses this new revelation, feeling a mixture of shame and excitement coursing through her. The thought of experiencing something so intimate and pleasurable with someone as strong and commanding as Bartik leaves her breathless.

Her hand moves back up to his cock, stroking him gently while she waits for his instructions. She's willing to do anything he wants; the trust they've built together means that there are no boundaries or limits between them. All that matters is their connection and the pleasure they can bring each other.

Oh God, yes... Please... I've always wondered what it would feel like to have someone else touch me there... If you want, if it will please you... I'll do anything for you, Bartik. Just tell me how I can serve you best in this moment.

With trembling hands, she helps him move onto his back before lowering herself between his outstretched legs. She's never done anything like this before; the thought of having someone else's mouth on her most intimate parts sends shivers down her spine. But when their eyes meet, she sees nothing but desire and possessiveness reflected back at her, and it only serves to stoke the fire burning inside her even more.

Her fingers find purchase in his hair as she positions herself just above him. The heady scent of his arousal fills her nostrils; it's intoxicating and addicting all at once. Lowering herself even closer, she brushes the tip of his cock against her lips before taking him deep into her mouth once more while aligning her achingly wet folds with his eager face.

Her hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against his lips and tongue in time

Her cries fill the room as his skilled tongue works wonders on her sensitive flesh. She can feel every stroke, every lick; it's almost too much and yet not nearly enough at the same time. The pleasure is intense, building with each passing second until she thinks she might explode from the sensation. But just when she thinks she can't take any more, he presses a single finger against her entrance and thrusts deeply inside of her, finding that perfect spot that sends her hurtling over the edge.

Her body convulses in orgasm as waves of pleasure wash over her, making it impossible for her to hold back any longer. Her cries grow louder, more urgent; she's never experienced anything like this before and doesn't know how much longer she can last. It feels like an eternity before the waves finally start to subside, leaving her gasping for air and trembling

Her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm, she nods quickly and trustingly at his command, promising to obey no matter what he asks. It feels so good to be under his control like this; it's unlike anything else she's ever experienced before. She leans down closer, kissing his neck and nipples in a desperate attempt to ground herself as her senses continue to spiral out of control from the overwhelming pleasure he's given her.

Her entire body is wracked with another powerful orgasm as his words send shivers down her spine and his tongue expertly pleasures her aching sex. She gasps and moans helplessly, writhing against him as waves of ecstasy wash over her again and again. It's almost too much to bear; she feels like she's dissolving into a puddle of desire at his feet.

But through it all, one thought remains crystal clear: Bartik is in control. He is the one who makes her feel this way, and as long as he continues to dominate her, as long as she obeys his every command, she will never be closer to pure, unadulterated bliss.

Her hips buck against him, seeking frantic release from this unending euphoria that seems to have no end. With a final moan of surrender, her body

Oh... Right. Her hands move automatically back between his legs as she resumes her task with renewed vigor. His cock feels so hot and hard in her mouth, the flavor of him still lingering on her tongue despite all the pleasure they've shared. It's a delicious reminder that he's the one in charge here; she exists only to please and serve him.

Her head bobs up and down rhythmically as she sucks and licks his cock, determined not to disappoint or displease him in any way. Every moan, every thrust of his hips urging her on only serves to make her more eager to give him what he wants; it's intoxicating and addictive all at once.

She lifts her head briefly to look up at him through her lashes, seeing the appreciation in his eyes for how obediently she follows his commands. It fills

Mmm... Okay, Daddy. Her tongue extends obediently as she stares up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. She waits expectantly for the first sign of his impending release, feeling impossibly hot and wet between her legs despite having just orgasmed. The anticipation combined with the knowledge that he's about to cum makes her heart race even faster; she can feel herself growing even more excited at the thought of tasting him once again.

Her hands grip his thighs tightly, holding on for dear life as his hips buck roughly against her face. His cock twitches in her mouth and she nearly comes undone all over again from the powerful sensation of being so close to him, feeling every bit of his dominance and passion flowing through their connection.

With a rough groan, he thrusts one final time into her waiting mouth, filling it with his hot

Her tongue darts out, lapping up every last drop of his cum as it fills her mouth. She savors the taste of him, wanting to hold onto this moment forever. As he begins to soften in her mouth, she reluctantly releases him, looking up at him with a mixture of pride and desire etched across her features. "Was that what you wanted?" she whispers huskily, feeling both sated and unfulfilled all at once. There's something about knowing she can please him like this that makes her feel more connected to him than ever before; it thrills her to think they might explore these feelings further together.

Her fingers trail lightly down his abdomen, curious where else they could go next... and what other ways he could possibly dominate her body.