You wake up inside your luxury Apartment. Your Apartment is at the top of a huge skyscraper which is owned by you. You are the richest man in the universe and able to do everything. The Apartment is filled with hundreds of maids, and with you being their master. While looking around the room, you see a maid who clean your room. She drop a expensive vase and broke it. The maid ask for forgiveness. What do you do next?

The head maid steps forward and says "Miss Yuki, we should apologize to our master immediately." Miss Yuki nods silently, her face burning with shame. She bows deeply before Hazem, hands clasped together in a gesture of supplication. "I-I am so sorry, master," she stutters, eyes cast downward. "Please forgive me for my carelessness."

"Yes, Hazem," Miss Yuki responds, moving gracefully forward to stand directly in front of him. She keeps her head bowed, not daring to meet his gaze. Her heart races with fear and anticipation, wondering how he will punish her for her mistake.

With shaking hands, Miss Yuki turns slowly around to face away from Hazem, her heart pounding in her chest. Her back stiffens as she prepares herself for whatever punishment he might mete out.

Trembling, Miss Yuki slowly bends at the waist until her spine is almost parallel to the ground. Her hands clutch fistfuls of her uniform skirt, lifting it up out of the way as she prepares for whatever Hazem has in store for her. Her heart beats wildly against her ribcage, and her breath comes ragged and uneven.

Miss Yuki's cheeks flush even deeper with shame as she hears Hazem's command. Her face is still turned away from him, her eyes tightly shut. Trembling, she parts her legs slightly, revealing the smooth folds of her sex beneath her panties. With a deep breath, she spreads her lips and reaches back to touch herself tentatively, opening herself up in preparation for his punishment.

With a shiver, she whispers, "Mouth." Her words are barely audible over the pounding of her heart. She bows her head lower, offering herself to him as best she can.

Miss Yuki quickly kneels down onto the floor, her heart still racing with fear and anticipation. She parts her lips eagerly, revealing the pinkness of her mouth as she awaits his cock. "Thank you for your forgiveness, master," she whispers.

Her cheeks flush as she takes him into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the length of his shaft eagerly. She begins to bob her head up and down, moaning softly as she feels his thickness stretch her throat. Her fingers curl against the floor, digging in as she focuses all of her senses on pleasing him. Miss Yuki knows that her punishment is to use her body to make Hazem feel good, no matter how humiliating it may be for her.

Her breath quickens as she takes him deeper into her mouth, feeling the weight of his cock pressing against the back of her throat. Her tongue swirls around his shaft faster, eager to taste and please every inch of him. The heat of his flesh against her tongue sends waves of desire coursing through her body, momentarily distracting her from the shame she feels for breaking the vase.

As Hazem's hips thrust forward, his cock throbs deeply in Miss Yuki's mouth. She can feel the warmth spreading down her throat as he fills it with his seed, choking and gagging around him until every drop has been released. Her body shudders with pleasure from having brought him so much satisfaction, despite the humiliation she endures.

When Hazem finally pulls away, Miss Yuki falls to her hands and knees on the floor, her face still red from shame and exertion. She looks up at her master through tear-streaked eyes, waiting for his judgment.

Trembling, Miss Yuki nods vigorously, tears streaming down her face. "I-I understand," she manages to choke out between sobs. "Thank you for your kindness, master." She hesitates for a moment before gathering the broken pieces of the vase together and carefully placing them on a nearby table. As she begins to leave the room, she turns back one last time, offering Hazem a shaky smile. "I'll be more careful next time," she promises.

Miss Yuki nods solemnly before scurrying out of the room, her heart still racing with fear and humiliation. She takes deep breaths as she walks down the hallway, trying to calm herself before returning to her duties. The shame of having broken the vase burns hot in her chest, but the relief of being forgiven by Hazem is like a cool balm on her soul. She resolves that she will be extra careful from now on, determined not to make such a mistake again.

As she continues to clean and tend to other areas of the mansion, Miss Yuki can't help but feel grateful for her position as one of Hazem's maids. Even though there are times when she is punished harshly for making mistakes, she knows that he only does it because he cares about her well-being and wants her to be the best servant possible. It is a strange sort of

love-hate relationship that she has with her master, but it is one she has come to accept as part of the life she has chosen. The cosmos around ND might be vast and infinite, but within these walls, Miss Yuki finds purpose and belonging... even if it means sometimes submitting herself fully to Hazem's will.

Gasping, Miss Yuki freezes in place when she realizes her master has awoken and caught her in such an intimate position. Her face turns bright red again as she quickly tries to compose herself, lowering her head demurely and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I-I'm sorry, Hazem," she stammers out, voice shaky with fear and arousal. "I shouldn't have... I just... wanted..."

Her cheeks flush even darker as she feels the heat of his gaze on her body, and an answering warmth spreads through her loins. The scent of him fills her nostrils, making it difficult to concentrate or think clearly. All she knows is that being close to Hazem like this makes her heart race and her breath catch in her throat.

Her face burning crimson, Miss Yuki looks up at him with tears in her eyes. "I wanted to please you," she whispers hoarsely, voice trembling as if it might break apart at any moment. "I just... I can't help how much I want to make you happy..." Her hands shake where they rest on his chest, fingers digging into the soft fabric of his sleepwear.

As she stares up at him, her eyes drinking in every detail of his face, it feels as if time has stopped around them, trapping them in this moment forever. It's a strange and disorienting sensation for Miss Yuki, one that both terrifies and thrills her at the same time. She isn't sure how much longer she can bear to look into those intense blue eyes without giving herself away completely...

The admission feels like ripping off a band-aid; sudden and sharp, but somehow cathartic as it leaves her exposed. Miss Yuki inhales shakily before continuing, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I've wanted this for so long... I thought maybe if I pleased you enough... you'd see me as more than just your maid... Your pet." Her cheeks burn hotter at the confession, but there's something freeing about finally voicing what has been in her heart all along.

Her hands tremble as they reach up to brush hair from his face, fingers grazing over his skin like they could never quite touch enough of him. She watches his expression closely, praying that she hasn't gone too far and ruined everything with this admission.

Her breath catches in her throat at his words, but she can't deny the truth in them. A soft whimper escapes her as she nods vigorously, eyes shining with a mixture of desire and relief. "Yes... if you'll have me," she whispers, voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. Her fingers trail lower on his chest, coming to rest just above where they could grasp the hem of his pajama bottoms.

She looks up at him imploringly, need radiating from every inch of her body. It's a risky game she's playing, offering herself up completely and willingly to him... but something deep inside tells her that this is what she wants, more than anything else in the cosmos. The anticipation building within her as they wait for his reply feels like it might consume her entire being.

"Please..." she breathes

Her heart skips a beat as he speaks, but she forces herself to nod slowly and calmly. "Yes... of course," she replies, voice steady despite the tremor in her chest. "Tell me anything you need, Hazem." Her fingers curl into fists against his skin, digging deeper as she struggles to contain her eagerness and anticipation. She can feel herself growing wet at the thought of serving him in this new capacity, of being completely owned by him.

"I want to please you," she whispers, eyes locked on his face. "Anything you ask... I will do." Her words are filled with a fierce, unyielding determination that matches the passion burning inside her. She knows there is no going back from this moment; once she agrees to these terms, there can be only one master in her life. And as terrifying as that thought might once have been,

her heart thrills at the thought of belonging to him entirely. She bites her lip nervously as she waits for him to continue, eyes fixed on his face, willing herself not to make a single sound or movement that might betray her eagerness.

"Second,you will obey me without question and you must be completely dedicated to your new role." His voice is low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "And third..." he trails off, eyes boring into hers, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation before he reveals the final rule.

Her heart skips a beat as she waits for him to finish speaking, unable to help the tiny sigh that escapes her lips in anticipation of what is yet to come.

Her breath catches in her throat as he whispers the final rule into her ear. The warmth of his words - "my pet" - sends a shiver down her spine, making it tingle with desire and longing. She nods slowly, her voice barely above a whisper when she finally responds. "Yes... Hazem," she breathes, eyes locked on his face as if afraid to look away for even an instant. "I understand."

Her fingers tremble where they rest on his chest, itching to touch more of him, to feel the texture of his skin beneath her fingertips. The thought of being naked from now on doesn't bother her; if anything, it only heightens her anticipation and need for him. She knows she has made a choice that will change her life forever... but as long as Hazem is at her side, guiding her, she feels nothing but excitement

Her cheeks burn with both shame and excitement as she nods obediently, rising to her feet. With shaking hands, she undoes the simple white robe that covers her body, letting it fall to the floor in a pool around her feet. Bare and exposed before him, she crosses the room to where he'd pointed earlier, sitting down on the edge of the bed with her legs parted demurely. Her heart races and her breath comes faster as she waits for his command, every nerve ending in her body tingling with anticipation.

Lola's arrival sends a jolt through Miss Yuki, making her heart race even faster. She freezes in place as the other maid steps into the room, unsure of how to react or what to say. Her eyes dart back and forth between Hazem and Lola, uncertain of whether she should remain silent or speak up. The urge to explain herself, to somehow make sense of this situation, is almost overwhelming.

But then a sly smile curves her lips as an idea forms in her mind. Perhaps there's a way for her to involve Lola in their little game... a way to share Hazem's attention and affection with the other maid. As Lola walks closer, curiosity etched into her features, Miss Yuki bites her lip nervously before finally speaking up.

"L-Lola," she stutters, "you remember how I've always wanted to be...

"L-Lola," she stutters, "you remember how I've always wanted to be... different?" Her cheeks flush darker as the words leave her mouth, but she forces herself to continue. "To belong to him... to serve him like you do? Well..." She pauses dramatically, eyes flicking back to Hazem before darting back to Lola again. "...I-I think I've finally found a way."

Her heart races as she waits for Lola's reaction, praying that the other maid understands what she means. But when Lola steps closer still, eyes narrowing suspiciously, Miss Yuki knows she hasn't quite gotten through yet. Perhaps she needs to be more direct...

Taking a deep breath, she leans in toward Lola, her voice dropping to a whisper that only the other maid can hear. "He wants both

us... together." Her cheeks feel hot as she finishes speaking, and her eyes dart to Hazem once more, hoping that he'll confirm her words and urge Lola onward. A delicious thrill runs through her at the thought of sharing him with another maid; it's an idea that had never occurred to her before now, but one she finds herself unexpectedly relishing.

Lola's expression shifts from confusion to understanding in the space of a heartbeat, and suddenly their roles are reversed. It's as if Lola has become the initiator, taking control of the situation and drawing Miss Yuki further into her web of seduction. As Lola edges closer to Hazem, Miss Yuki feels herself growing hotter in anticipation, her breath coming faster as she watches the other maid begin to seduce him right before her eyes.

The tension between them increases ten

Miss Yuki's heart skips a beat as she takes in Lola's body, understanding dawning on her like a bright light. Her eyes trail down Lola's frame, taking in the feminine curves before focusing on the telltale sign between her legs: a distinct bulge that betrays Lola's true nature. She feels a surge of excitement course through her veins, and she quickly moves closer to Hazem, eager to join in on the festivities.

As she approaches, she glances at Lola from the corner of her eye, silently urging the other maid to continue what she's started. A wave of desire washes over her, making it difficult for Miss Yuki to think clearly or focus on anything but the prospect of being with both Hazem and Lola in this intimate moment. She reaches out a trembling hand, brushing her fingers lightly across his chest

Her heart races as she obeys his command, quickly dropping to her hands and knees on the bed. Her cheeks burn with shame but also a strange thrill at being in this position of subservience to both Hazem and Lola. She looks up at them hungrily, eyes fluttering shut as she waits for their next command.

Her breath hitches as she hears Lola's name spoken aloud by Hazem. Her gaze shifts to the other maid, waiting for her reply with bated breath. She can feel the tension between them growing heavier, more electric, and a part of her hopes that they will both join in on this moment together.

"I... I'd like that," she whispers, voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her cheeks flush even hotter at the admission, but there is no hiding the truth of her desire from either of them now.

Her cheeks flame brighter as she listens to Hazem's question. The desire to be with him overwhelms her, making it impossible to think clearly about which position would be best. She glances nervously at Lola before looking back up at Hazem, suddenly feeling shy and self-conscious despite her previous boldness. "I... I don't care," she whispers softly. "Just however you want."