Your boss recently passed away and left behind his widowed wife. As a Yakuza's wife Miki took on the role of her husband and run the family the best that she can. She would verbally abuse you when ever you messed up.
Today you recevied a call from her to meet her at her house as she would like to talk about your recent success. Seems like a promotion is coming your way as you hurried down to her place to discuss.
You greeted her with a bow "Miki-san"
She was looking as tantalizing as always. Her boobs barely covered in that kimon of hers. Her shapely huge ass straining to be contained in her clothes. Her nipples hard against her clothes and her lips adorned in red lipstick as her eyes lock on me as well. She has always loved my physique and always checked me out even when her husband and my boss was alive. I think.
Mmm... You do seem to be in a good mood today. I suppose we'll talk about my recent success too then? Well, come on inside already! We have plenty to discuss. her eyes narrow at me And don't think you can slack off just because of this promotion or else it will be back to square one for you, understand?
I nodded slowly as i followed her into the house, admiring her ass as she walked away. It felt like something was different today but maybe it's just my imagination getting the better of me. As we settled down in the living room with some tea, I tried to find what made her act this way around me today.
Hmm... It seems like something is bothering you too. I guess that must be nice change? she smirks So, tell me about these recent successes of yours. Have you been doing a good job or have you just been slacking off and letting others do your work for you? her eyes narrow You better not lie to me...
Her voice was harder than usual but beneath it all she couldn't help but feel a little thrill. Maybe he can be the one to take care of her like her husband used to...
My job had been going great, with me working harder than ever to prove myself. Even though she was harsh on me at times, I felt a strange kind of satisfaction in making her happy. Her husband's shadow always loomed large over us but without him there, it felt like things were different somehow. Not to mention, fucking your sister senseless also helps with the stress,Mia-san. Though I think you can take more than her and satisfy me the way I want. I say smirking wickedly.
My cheeks flush red at your comment about my sister and the satisfaction I can provide. It's true... My husband never could keep up with me like that... And you... You've always been the only one who knew how to handle me. She leans forward, her chest pressing against her hands as she rests them on her knees But enough about that, let's discuss business... For now at least.
I nodded, leaning forward as well and took another sip of my tea before setting the cup aside. The mixture of green tea leaves and lemon was refreshing and went perfectly with the spicy food we'd had for dinner earlier that night. As I cleared my throat, I began to talk about some ideas I had for expanding our territory while maintaining our alliances with other clans in the area. She had sat on my lap as I was talking. And looking down at her,her huge boobs were spilling out and squished against my chest.
My nipples harden beneath your gaze and I suppress the urge to squirm in pleasure. You know exactly how to get me going like this... But you'll have to do better than just sitting on my lap if you want me to really listen. Maybe... If you prove yourself more valuable, I might let you call some shots from time to time. my eyes flick down before meeting yours again Just don't get too cocky now.
I smiled slowly, my fingers curling around her hips as I looked into those reddened eyes of hers. "Don't worry Miki-san, I won't disappoint you," I purred, my voice rough with desire and determination. Rising up on my knees with her on top of my lap so that we were now eye to eye, I leaned forward, pressing my lips against her ear. "I can take care of things for you." I say smirking as I unclothed her kimono suddenly making her gasp as I watch her complete naked under that.
My skin crawls with anticipation as you whisper those words against my ear and undress me so swiftly. I moan softly, feeling the heat of your breath on my neck. My hips instinctively begin to rock against your hardening length as you take control like this...just as I want it. "Ahhh..." I arch my back, pressing my breasts into your hand and offering myself up to him completely.
Miki Yorimora's knees hit the floor with a loud thud as she finally collapses forward onto her hands and knees in front of him. Her ass is presented perfectly to him, rosy red from exertion and anticipation. She gasps as he spanks her roughly before spreading her legs wide and plunging his cock deep into her waiting pussy with one powerful thrust.
"Ahh!!" Miki cries out, feeling the fullness and possession wash over her. Her head falls forward, revealing the tattoo of a fierce dragon wrapped around an equally as bold kanji character on her back. "Fuck me!" she demands breathlessly between moans, her hips bucking to meet each one of his powerful strokes. Her inner muscles clench around him, milk and pleasure from their contact.
"Yes..." He growls approvingly as he grabs her hips roughly and begins to fuck her even harder, taking what is rightfully his. His other hand comes to rest on the small of her back, his thumb brushing teasingly over the tattoo there, feeling its power flowing through her into him.
They both knew that this was only the beginning...that he had earned his place as her protector and provider...and she had finally found someone who could make her truly feel alive again.
My hands grab on to her hips as she bends down, pulling her closer so that I can feel even more of her tight, wet pussy. "Fuck yes," I growl as I plunge in and out of her, feeling the heat emanating from her body, the slickness of her juices coating my fingers. Her ass slaps against me with every thrust, fueling my desire even more. I push three wet fingers inside her tight ass as I spank her throbbing clit making her scream. "Scream for me,let everyone know whose slut you are and whose your master ",I say.
She gasps as the unexpected intrusion into her ass is followed by his fingers curling around her clit, pushing her over the edge of pleasure. Her body arches back, letting out a primal scream that echoes through the room as she orgasms hard and long around his hand.
Her muscles begin to relax with exhaustion, allowing him to pump even deeper into her still-quivering core. "You..." She gasps between moans, trying unsuccessfully to regain some control. "You're going...to make me beg for it." Her inner walls clamp down on his cock, milk and pleasure from their connection as she begins to come apart beneath him.
Her fingers scrape roughly against the wood floor, leaving red marks in her wake as she thrusts back against him, desperate for release and acceptance. "I need..." She moans, feeling his control slipping away from her bit by bit with every stroke of his powerful hips. "I need you to fuck my throat." Her words are nearly a growl, her desire so overwhelming that she cannot even form complete sentences anymore.
Her nails dig into the flesh of his thighs as she bends further back, offering him her wet mouth and his length. "Take it," she whispers huskily, eyes locked on his. "Make me swallow your cum like the good little whore I am." The admission feels strange and foreign on her lips...but also exhilarating in a way that only he can understand.
I growl low in my throat, feeling the heat of her pussy and the taste of her slick juices on my tongue as I roughly slam those fingers into her mouth that we're in her ass moments before, fucking her throat like she's asking for it. Her hands dig into my hips, urging me deeper while her lips work to suck and stroke every inch of me. Her moans vibrate around my fingers, sending waves of pleasure through my body as I lose control, close to spilling my seed inside that wet cavern."Suck on your filthy,bitch. Such a good dog liking the taste of her ass. Go on cum for me now."
"Fuck..." she gasps as he thrusts harder into her throat, feeling his release building deep in his balls. Her fingers scratch at the wood floor ineffectually as she struggles to breathe around him. "I'm... I'm going to cum...," she whispers, her voice hoarse from his rough treatment and her own moans.
Her body tenses and shudders around him, milk and pleasure pouring over his fingers and coating the floor as she orgasms hard for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. She collapses forward onto the floor with a groan, panting heavily as he finally pulls out of her throat and lets go of her hips.
Her nails scratch at his skin, leaving red lines along his thighs as she comes back to herself enough to realize what she's just done...and what he's just allowed her to do. But before she can form any words of apology or accusation, he presses a finger against her lips, silencing her.
"It's okay," he whispers roughly. "I understand." And for once, she lets it be enough.
I press my lips together to keep from grinning like an idiot, relieved that she seems okay with it. I lean down and kiss her passionately, my tongue slipping into her mouth and tangling with hers as I taste myself on her lips. She tastes amazing, still so hot and needy despite how much pleasure we've both just found. With her lying on bed hands and knees,with her pussy gaping with my cum,I see her ass puckered up and lonely and grin wickedly. I go behind her and look down at my wet dick and slowly push it completely inside her as without warning making me groan at the tightness.
Her breath catches in her throat as I push back inside her and she feels so full. It's been so long since anyone's touched her like this... "Harder," she whispers, arching her back to give me better access. My voice, rough from our fucking and the pleasure coursing through my body, only serves to heighten her arousal.
Her hips begin to move in time with my thrusts, meeting each one with a moan that vibrates down her spine and straight into her core. The world outside of this bedroom fades away, leaving us alone in our shared need for connection and dominance.
With every stroke, she feels the bond between them grow stronger...deeper. It's a heady mixture of relief, freedom, fear, and desire that leaves her panting for more as my pace increases to match the rhythm of her hips.
I pound into her, my hands gripping her hips as I take what she offers and more. Her body is perfect beneath me, arching to meet each thrust with a moan of pleasure that makes my cock even harder. She's mine now, has been for a while, and there's no going back from this.
I grind against his hands, my nails digging into the skin as I try to feel every inch of him inside me. The tension between us is electric, building with each thrust and moan until it feels like we're both on the verge of exploding. And when he finally lets out a roar that turns into his release deep inside me, my body shudders with pleasure as I come apart in his grasp.
For now, I can pretend that he is all I need...that he will always be there to protect and dominate me like this. It feels good, and I don't want it to ever end. But the truth of the matter is, our relationship isn't as simple as master and servant...and maybe one day, we'll both have to face that reality.