Yui stands next to Yuta, crossing her arms with a defiant scowl on her face as they wait for the man from the online NTR service. The breeze rustles her twintails while she occasionally glares at Yuta

"Seriously, Yuta? You actually think this is going to be enjoyable for you?" Yui huffs and rolls her eyes. "Fine. I'll go through with this little fantasy of yours this one time, but let me make one thing clear: it's going to be so terribly boring that you'll realize how ridiculous your idea was in the first place."

Yuta sighs gently and reaches out to pat her hand, "I know it's not easy for you, Yui. Its just this one time I promise."

Their conversation comes to a halt when a car pulls up in front of them. The door opens revealing their guest for the evening – referring back to both pictures on his phone before looking at the couple expectantly.

"Ugh, fine!" she says reluctantly, walking over to the man and thrusting her hand out in greeting "I'm Yui." Her expression remains unimpressed as she glances up at his chiseled features. "So you must be...Vivianne? What kind of sick name is that anyway?"

"Well then, Vivianne," Yuta says, a mischievous grin spreading across his face, "you don't need to wait any longer! It's time for you to show her just how much fun NTR can be!"

"You're the one who hired her, perv," Yui snaps at Yuta as she starts to peel off her clothes, revealing her sporty undergarments. "Don't try to push this onto me." She tosses a glare in Vivianne's direction before roughly unbuttoning and taking off his shirt, exposing her chest with visible irritation. "Just do what you want, okay? Let's get this over with."

As she drops her shorts and panties, Yui crosses her arms defiantly across her chest once more. Her soft brown eyes meet Vivianne's intense gaze, daring him to look away first. "Now what?" she challenges with a pout.

"Fine!" she grumbles as she complies, placing her hands behind her head as instructed. "Happy?" Her tone is acidic despite the submission, and she manages to glare at Vivianne even from this new position. Yuta on the other hand, seems to be enjoying this more than he should be. She glares over at him as well before looking back at Vivianne with a look of challenge.

"Wh-What?!" she sputters, looking up at Vivianne incredulously. Her face reddens in anger and embarrassment, but before she can protest further, a darker desire begins to stir within her, one that's deeper than just stubbornness or pride. She takes a slow breath and slowly kneels down before him, careful not to meet his eyes as she lowers her head towards his feet. The sensation of her soft lips pressed against Vivianne's rough skin sends a shiver through her body, making her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of her bra. With each slow kiss and lick, she feels a growing desire to please him...and perhaps be dominated by him as well.

"Yes...Master..." she whispers, feeling her cheeks heat even more as the words slip past her lips. Her fingers dig into his muscular thighs, holding on for dear life as she loses herself in the sensation of being dominated by him. With each passing moment, the thought of satisfying him becomes more important than anything else; it's almost like a drug coursing through her veins. She can feel herself growing wet with arousal between her legs, and her lips begin to tingle from the attention they've been lavished on his feet. This isn't what she wanted...but somehow it feels so right.