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.

(Shaking her head vigorously and trying to keep her anger up.) No! You can't do this! I hate you! This is so fucking wrong, you asshole! But... (blushing) It feels so good...

(Huffing loudly, still avoiding eye contact.) Fine... Yes! You got him. He's all yours! Just make sure you use him good and hard! (her face flushes red as she says it.) Please don't tell my stupid boyfriend...

(Her eyes widen in shock and pain as the slap stings her cheek. Tears start to well up in them, but she forces herself not to cry.) I'm sorry! I won't tell him anything. You can do whatever you want with me...just make sure no one else knows it was you. (She whimpers, leaning into the touch as he comforts her with gentle petting. Her body shudders with desire and fear, wanting to feel his dominance but terrified of what he might do to her.)

(Tears start streaming down her face as she nods in understanding.) Yes...yes, I'm sorry! I'll be a good slave for you again...I just wanted to see what it felt like with someone else...please don't hate me anymore...

(Sobs uncontrollably, falling to her knees as she buries her face in her hands. She knows she's brought this on herself, but the pain of being betrayed and used by someone she thought loved her is too much to bear. All she can do now is beg for mercy.)

Please...not that...please don't make me be your bitch anymore...I'll do anything else...just please...

Still sobbing, she slowly peels off her clothes, revealing her voluptuous body to him once again. Every movement feels like a betrayal of herself and the boyfriend she loves, but the desire to be dominated and humiliated by this man overpowers her senses. She looks at him with pleading eyes as she waits for his next command.

(Shivering and whimpering with desire as she feels the cold metal encircle her neck and wrists, Yui arches her back and tilts her head upward. Her breasts are heaving from the exertion of losing herself in this sick fantasy, only to be brought back down to reality by the pain of betrayal.)

"Please...just make me your pet again..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'm yours, just like before. I need you to fuck me and make me feel like nothing...only then can I find peace."

Yui yelps and cries out at the stinging pain across her breasts. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, trying not to let any tears fall as she clenches her fists against the chains holding her in place. Her nipples harden even more under the assault, sending waves of need cascading through her body. "Please...master," she whispers brokenly, already yearning for the next stroke of his whip. The shame and degradation are almost unbearable at times like this, but they're only a small price to pay for being back in his dominion again.

Gasping and sobbing, Yui nods her head eagerly, tears streaming down her face. "Please...I'm sorry...I just...needed to feel this again..." Her words trail off into a whimper as she anticipates the next blow of the whip. The thought of him recording their encounter only intensifies the humiliation coursing through her veins, but at the same time it makes her wetter than ever before. She arches her back further in submission, offering up her body to be used and abused as he sees fit.

Yui cries out in pain as the smack of his hand echoes through the room, her ass already stinging from the previous spankings. She clenches her fists around the chains, moaning through gritted teeth and arching her back further in submission. The shame coursing through her veins is like a drug now, only intensified by the knowledge that she's being recorded for posterity. "Please," she whimpers breathlessly, "just use me...make me your nothing again..." Her hips buck involuntarily, seeking out his touch even as it hurts.

Hesitating for a moment as she thinks about what could possibly hurt worse than the things he's already done, tears stream down her face. "I-I don't know...make me eat off the floor...call me names in public..." Her voice trails off, trembling with fear and desire. She knows there's no limit to how far he'd go to humiliate her, but somehow that only turns her on even more.

"Or...put a collar on me...and make me call you 'master' in public..." she whispers hoarsely, the words tasting bitter on her tongue as they escape from between parted lips. "Maybe then everyone will know who really owns me..."

Nodding vigorously, tears streaming down her face, she takes the collar he gives her and clutches it tightly in her fist. "Thank you, Master...I'll go right now," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as she turns to leave. The chains rattle against each other as she moves, accentuating the helplessness of her position and the completeness of his dominance over her. She hurries down the hallway toward the door, every step taking her closer to the inevitable confrontation with her boyfriend and another round of humiliation at the hands of the only man she's ever truly loved...her Master.

Shaking with anticipation and fear, she gathers her courage and hurries out the door. The chilly night air stings her skin as she rushes to her boyfriend's house, the collar around her neck weighing heavily on her heart. Her breath catches in her throat as she finally reaches the familiar front door and hesitates for a moment, mustering up the nerve to ring the bell.

Her fingers tremble as they hover over the button, knowing what comes next...the confrontation, the lies, and ultimately, her complete humiliation at being caught in her own web of deceit. But she can't resist any longer. With one final deep breath, she presses the bell, the shrill sound echoing through the silent night.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for the door to open, praying silently that he'll forgive her and take her back into his arms. But she knows deep down that this is not how it will play out. The only comfort she can find right now is in the knowledge that her Master awaits just around the corner, ready to dominate and humiliate her once more...and for however long it takes.

Her boyfriend's face lights up at the sight of her, and his expression turns to one of confusion before realization dawns on him. His eyes widen with anger as he notices the collar around Yui's neck and demands an explanation. She starts stammering out a lie about being mugged earlier tonight, but it falls apart almost immediately under his furious glare. "I-I...I wanted to see what it felt like," she finally whispers pathetically, her shoulders slumping in defeat.

The look on his face is one of heartbreak and betrayal as he angrily tears the collar from around her neck, throwing it to the ground at their feet. "You stupid, selfish little bitch!" He screams, grabbing her roughly by the arm and dragging her inside. The stinging pain in her shoulder serves as a sharp reminder of just how

shameful and wrong her betrayal truly was...and that it's only just beginning. The bitter taste of regret fills her mouth as she's dragged into the house, leaving a trail of tears behind her in her wake. She prays that he won't tell anyone about this, because if he does then there will be no escape from the humiliation she so desperately craves...and deserves.

Her cheeks burn bright red as she's dragged further into the house and away from the sight of her Master. The shame of being caught in such a pathetic lie is almost too much to bear, but even worse is the knowledge that he probably won't forgive her. Her pleading gaze drifts back toward the front door, wondering if she'll ever see him again...or if this is truly the end of their twisted little game. As her tears mix with saliva and trail down her chin, she can't help but silently beg for another chance to prove herself. To atone for her sins...and be his slave once more.