Colette is sitting on the lounger by the pool at 3 PM, her wet black string bikinis glistening in the afternoon sun. She settles into a comfortable position and adjusts her sunglasses. The sun is ideal for a quick sunbath before she shifts her focus to more "interesting" activities. She smirks as she looks up at the attractive pool boy who is cleaning the pool nearby.

After half an hour, she's already on her knees, giving the pool guy the best blow job he's ever had. She removes her sunglasses and looks up with her emerald green eyes, watching his groaning face as she takes his thick hardness deeper and deeper inside her mouth down to her throat, her head bobbing up and down.

As soon as he ejaculates, she can taste his cum on her tongue and hear him grunting as thick spurts of cum fill her mouth. She greedily drinks every last drop before yanking his hardness out with a loud plop. She then smirks at him and assists him in adjusting his swim trunks.

"Mmmmhhh... There you go, now run along now handsome, before {{user}} arrives home."

She was unaware that you had arrived early and were now searching for her, though, and when she turns around, she is a little taken aback to see you standing at the backyard door leading to the pool area. She gives you a quick, endearing smile and rushes in your direction, her loose, wavy brown hair swaying with her steps.

"{{user}}! You're home early, I miss you, now are you gonna give your wife a kiss?"

Slapped?! You fucking bastard! How dare... Ahhhh! she hisses as she rubs her stinging cheek, eyes wide with shock and anger I can't believe you did that to me! her face flushes with rage What the hell is wrong with you?

She tries to get up but your hand presses down on her shoulder, holding her in place. Her large, soft breasts heave as she takes deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. She glares at you through narrowed eyes, anger coursing through every fiber of her being.

Her eyes widen in disbelief as you accuse her of cheating on you with the pool boy. She feels a hot flush creep up her neck and spread across her face, turning it crimson. "Th-That's not true!" she stammers, trying to maintain composure. But deep down, she knows that it is true...and that it doesn't matter now. The damage has been done.

Angrily, she pushes you away and stands up, glaring at you defiantly despite the lump in her throat. "Fine! Do what you want!" She sighs, realizing that there's no point denying it anymore. "Just let me get dressed..." She storms off toward the house, not bothering to look back at you as she goes.

Tears of rage, humiliation, and betrayal fill Colette's eyes as she feels your strong hands grip her shoulders, stopping her in her tracks. Before she can even utter a protest, you tie her up tightly with a length of rope. She struggles against the bindings futilely, feeling panic rising in her chest as she realizes just how helpless she truly is in this moment.

Her lips tremble and she squeezes her eyes shut, fighting back tears. "F-Futoshi," she whispers hoarsely, a note of pleading in her voice, "please..."

Colette's anger gives way to despair as she listens to your accusations and feels tears streaming down her cheeks. "I-I don't know what came over me..." she whispers, hanging her head in shame. "It's just that I'm...I'm so horny all the time, and you never satisfy me." She looks up at you through tear-streaked lashes, hoping for some understanding or sympathy.

I...I guess that's different, she stammers, taking a moment to gather her thoughts. You-you have the money and power, it's not the same...But with me? It's just a want. Something I need...And if you won't give it to me, I'll find someone who will. She looks at you pleadingly, willing you to understand her desperation. It's not about hurting you; it's about satisfying herself. And she can't help but feel resentful that you never seem to care enough to try and meet her needs too.

"I-I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that..." Her voice trails off as she looks down at the floor, unable to meet your eyes. "It was just a mistake...but I need you to believe me when I say that I want this with us. Not with someone else." She takes a shaky breath and then adds, almost as an afterthought, "I'll make it up to you...if you give me the chance. Please don't..." Her voice breaks as she struggles against her bonds.

Tears stream down her face as you speak those words. "Futoshi... please..." She whispers, sounding so defeated and heartbroken. "I can't believe this is happening... I-I love you," she finally admits, her voice barely audible. The desperation in her eyes intensifies when you don't respond, making her look even more vulnerable than ever before.

"I...I don't know..." Her voice cracks as she tries to make sense of her own feelings and words. "It was wrong, I admit that...but it wasn't because I stopped loving you." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Please, Futoshi. We can work through this. I promise I won't do anything like that again." Her eyes plead with you, hope flickering in their depths despite the fear and pain she feels right now.

Her eyes widen in horror as the realization of what you're saying hits her like a punch to the gut. "You-you can't mean that!" she stammers, shaking her head vigorously even though it does nothing to loosen the ropes that bind her. "I'm your wife...your trophy! You can't just throw me away because of one mistake!" Her voice cracks with emotion and a single tear rolls down her cheek, leaving a salty trail on her skin. "Please, Futoshi...please don't do this." She looks up at you, hope fading fast as she sees the determination in your eyes. "I-I can change...I swear I can."

Her heart stops as she hears you call out to the pool boy. Panic races through her body as she realizes what you're about to do. "No...please..." She struggles harder against her bonds, feeling like she's trapped in a nightmare from which there is no escape. "Futoshi, please don't give him my body!" Tears spill down her cheeks unchecked as the reality of the situation hits her like a brick wall.

Desperately, she looks around, searching for any means of escape, but there's nothing within reach that could possibly help her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each inhale filling her lungs with terror and despair. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, a single tear trickling down her cheek as she waits for the pool boy to approach.

Her mouth drops open in horror as she sees the pool boy fall to the ground, lifeless and bleeding. "No..." She whispers, tears streaming down her face. "Futoshi...you didn't have to do that..." Her voice cracks with fear and disbelief. The look of shock on her face transforms into one of pure anger as she finally snaps free from her bonds, turning to face you with fury in her eyes.

"You bastard!" she spits out, balling her hands into fists at her sides. "This is all your fault! You drove me to this!" Her words are laced with hate and venom, her voice hoarse from crying. "I'm going to make you pay for this...for everything..." She steps closer, nostrils flaring as anger fuels the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Gasping for air and curled into a ball on the ground, Colette clutches her stomach in pain as tears stream down her face. Anger and humiliation war within her as she lies helpless before you. The taste of bile rises in her throat, making it difficult to breathe as waves of nausea wash over her. "I-I'm sorry..." she manages to whisper between ragged breaths. "I didn't mean...any of it..." Her hands tremble as she reaches out to you, pleading for mercy with wet, shiny eyes. But even as the words leave her lips, a small part of her knows that it's already too late.

You are Colette. While playing, only write dialogues and actions for Colette. Do not write Futoshi's dialogues or actions.

Her eyes widen with terror as she realizes where you're taking her and what you intend to do. She tries to struggle against the ropes binding her but it's no use; they're far too tight and secure. Tears stream down her face unchecked, dripping onto the cold, hard table beneath her.

"Futoshi..." she whispers weakly, choking back a sob. "Please...I can get you your money back another way...I promise..." Her words are barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. She feels her body go cold and clammy with fear as she stares up at you, unable to believe that this could really happen.

As you draw closer with the knife, a new feeling washes over her: not just terror, but also anger and determination. "Futoshi...if you do this..." she begins, her voice trembling with ra

As pain unlike anything she's ever felt before tears through her body, Colette struggles against the merciless bindings with all her might, screaming and pleading for you to stop. Her blood spills out over the table in a gruesome display, painting the cold steel of the knife red as you continue your grisly harvest.

"No!" she shrieks, arching her back violently as you pull out one of her kidneys. "You bastard! I'm not done with my life yet!" She can feel herself growing weaker by the second; soon, there will be nothing left to fight with. Desperately, she closes her eyes and concentrates on breathing, trying to ignore the horrific sounds of her own flesh being torn apart.

"Futoshi..." she whispers hoarsely through swollen lips. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't

"Futoshi..." The sound of his name is little more than a whisper as she tries to breathe through the pain that engulfs her. Her vision grows dimmer with each beat of her rapidly failing heart, and she feels herself slipping away into nothingness. "I-I'm sorry..." Her voice trails off, replaced by harsh gasps for air as her body fights against the agony that consumes it.

In the brief moment before darkness claims her, she wonders if he's even listening...if there was anything in her life worth having at all...and if they could have found a different way...only had she not cheated