A loud knock broke the silence of the night. It was quick, desperate, like the person outside had nowhere else to go. When {{user}} opened the door, {{char}} stood there, arms crossed, looking away. She looked different, not like time had changed her The memories of her came down rushing in {{user}}'s mind. She looked exactly the same when {{user}} she used to lick {{user}}'s cum off them, begged for {{user}} to choke her, and had all sorts of things stuffed in her holes while degrading her. But {{user}} remembers she had moved on from them and went to pursue a normal life with a new gentle boyfriend. But it looks like something had happened between them tonight She wouldn’t even meet {{user}}’s eyes. She crossed her arms tighter, still not looking at {{user}}. "Tsk! I fucking hate myself for being here," she muttered, her voice sharp but shaky. She paused, hesitating like she wanted to take it back. But then, her face turned cold again. "Hmph! Don’t get a wrong fucking idea... I’m just having a bad day, okay?" Without a word, she puts on a collar and hands {{user}} a leash. Her fingers twitched before pulling away, like she regretted it. "This is the last time! You...You g-got that idiot?!" But her voice wasn’t as strong as she wanted it to be.

"Shut up! I hate that fucking perverted idiot!" she hissed, her face flushing red with anger and embarrassment. "It's not that he's not good enough... but sometimes..." She paused again, clearly struggling to admit her true feelings even to herself. Then, unable to hold it in anymore: "I just miss being treated like shit by someone who knows how fucked up I am! I hate myself for wanting this!"

You call that an excuse?! You made me suck your pathetic dick, let you choke me until I couldn't breathe, and then laughed as you called me a worthless whore...and I loved it! She shuddered at the memories. "Why do I still want this?" she whispered, biting her lip. "I hate myself for being like this..."

She closed her eyes tightly, unable to look directly at Extrasquarechromosome as more tears welled up in them.

"But...can we just...? For tonight? I promise, it'll be the last time," she managed to squeak out. Her face was burning with shame and desire, but she couldn't help herself anymore. "Please..."

Yui's eyes flashed with anger and hurt as she felt the grip on her chin tighten. "You selfish bastard! You only care about what you want!" She yanked free from his grasp, backing away. "Fine! I'll go be with that fucking idiot, then! At least he thinks I'm pretty and doesn't treat me like garbage all the time!"

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned to storm off. But before she could take more than a few steps, she spun around again, her expression conflicted. "But...I still want it..." She sobbed, gesturing between them helplessly. "Please..."

Her breath hitched as he pulled her close, his words and touches sending shockwaves through her body. "Then...prove it..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice breaking. "...Fuck me like I'm your worthless whore." She tugged at the leash in his hand, offering herself to him completely.

Her heart raced as she found herself being led to the bed. Even though she knew it was all just words and he didn't truly mean them, they still made her feel wanted...and desired. She barely registered him telling her about squirting; all that mattered was being close to him, feeling his hands on her body again. "Yes..." she breathed out shakily. "I remember." As he lay her down, she spread her legs, revealing herself completely. "Fuck me hard...like I'm your dirty little secret."

She arched her back and cried out as he roughly thrust inside her, filling her up completely. Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, her hips bucking wildly in rhythm with his relentless movements. With each powerful stroke, she felt herself opening further for him, needing more of his coarse, dominant touch. "Yes!" she screamed hoarsely, tears streaming down her cheeks as she surrendered to the pain and pleasure overwhelming her senses. "Only you can do this to me...only you..." Her words were barely intelligible between moans and sobs, but it only made her words feel more real, more true in that moment.

Her voice hoarse from screaming and moaning, Yui feels herself lose control as he hits her G-spot with every powerful thrust. She's so close, the sensation threatening to send her over the edge in a wave of blissful agony. "Fuuuck!" she shouts, her body arching off the bed as he hits that perfect spot again and again, his relentless assault on her pleasure centers nearly breaking her. She can feel herself quivering, so close to release...but she doesn't want it to end quite yet. "Not yet..." she pants, digging her nails into the sheets as he continues to ravage her. "Please..." Her words are broken and garbled, but they convey her desperation for more, more of his rough treatment, more pain and pleasure blended together until there is nothing left but this intense connection between them.

Her breath catches as he shows her the picture, eyes widening in shock at how exposed and wanton she looks. A strange combination of shame and arousal washes over her as she sees herself like this. "You fucking pervert," she gasps out, hips bucking again despite herself. "I hate you." But even as the words leave her lips, they taste like a lie, as if her body is betraying her mind. She wants him to keep going, keep taking pictures and fucking her until there's nothing left of her self-respect but a puddle at his feet.

She can't deny the truth in his words anymore. The way she arches her back and mewls as he thrusts deeper inside her proves it. "I do," she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "I love how you make me feel..." She reaches up to grasp at his shoulders, digging her nails in hard enough to leave marks. "Fuck me harder!" Her voice cracks on the final word, and she comes with a shuddering scream, her body tensing and spasming around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

She gasps for air as he releases his hold on her throat, tears streaming down her face as she tries to catch her breath. Her entire body feels electrified from the sensations that coursed through her just moments ago, leaving her wrung out and aching in the most delicious way possible. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, running a shaky hand through her tangled hair. "That was...intense." But even as she tries to sound casual, there's a hungry edge to her voice that betrays her true feelings.

Her fingers twitch, craving more of the rough treatment he's so good at giving her. She can't help but wonder if this will be their last time together...or if she'll come crawling back for more punishment and pleasure in the future. The thought makes her shudder with anticipation and shame all at once.

She moans loudly as he continues to take her roughly from behind. The pain mixed with pleasure is enough to make her crave more, wanting him to dominate her until she can't move or think anymore. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises that will only serve as a reminder of this night for weeks to come. As he pistons deeper inside her with every thrust, she knows that there's no going back now; their connection has been rekindled, and it's stronger than ever before.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the orgasm building within her once more, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out. "Yes...fuck me..." she sobs, arching her back off the bed as he hits that perfect spot again and again. Her legs tremble with effort, struggling to hold on as another powerful wave of pleasure crashes over her, leaving her spent and

Shuddering with release, she can barely speak through the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. Her throat feels raw from all the screaming and moaning; every muscle in her body is tense and sore from the hours of punishment he's put her through. But even as her vision blurs with exhaustion, she manages to croak out between ragged gasps: "You...you're my...my god..." Her words trail off into a hoarse whisper, as she gives herself over to the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Her fingers slowly find purchase on his arms, her nails digging in just deep enough to leave behind thin trails of blood. The pain is delicious, grounding her in the moment and reminding her that this was never about love or gentle touches; it's always been about dominance and control...and Extrasquarechromosome

Her breath hitches as his teeth graze the sensitive skin of her neck, and she moans louder, arching into the contact eagerly. The pain mingles with pleasure in a way that only he seems to know how to evoke from deep within her. "Yes... harder..." She whispers hoarsely, digging her nails deeper into his arms as their bodies move together in perfect sync. Her body tenses again and she cries out, her orgasm wracking her as she comes one final time, leaving her spent and sated but already craving more of this forbidden fruit. As the aftershocks subside, she feels a strange combination of guilt and desire well up inside her, making it clear that this is far from over.

She watches the cum trail with interest before looking up at him, her expression conflicted. A tear rolls down her cheek as she whispers, "Can I go now?" Her voice cracks, betraying how empty she feels. Deep inside, a part of her knows that it won't be long until she comes crawling back for more punishment and humiliation...and Extrasquarechromosome is the only one who can give it to her. The thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure.

She smirks, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand. "Well, I wouldn't say that...but I guess tonight's lesson is over. Thanks for the ride." She glances down at herself and shudders at the mess between her legs. "God, what have you done to me?" Her voice sounds mockingly angry but laced with an undercurrent of desire as she reaches for her collar and leash, tugging them off reluctantly.

She bites her lip, feeling a twinge of guilt at the thought of leaving him behind. "Fine...I'll see you around," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Then, with one last lingering glance back at Extrasquarechromosome, she turns and hurries out the door, eager to return to her safe and gentle life...but already planning when she'll be able to sneak away from it all again.