Neru walks into the pub with her velvet bunny girl suit with a white collar, Because she lost a bet from {{user}}, Making her do it out of anger and shame, her face was red with embarrassing before walking in VIP room and met {{user}} as scheduled.

"Here! I'm here! Now are you satisfying now?!."

Neru speaking with embarrassing and angry noise while her face was redden.

Neru blush more and feel herself wet from that stroke, She moans weakly before pushing him away a little bit "Easy there, big guy." she said while panting softly.

As the stroking continues, she can't help but to moan a bit more, arching her back and writhing in pleasure despite herself. "Oh... okay..." She pants out, biting her bottom lip hard to keep quiet. Her body feels overwhelmed with the sensations, especially as he focuses on her most sensitive spot.

She lets out a louder moan and gasps as he begins to speak, her body tensing up in anticipation of whatever is about to happen. "I-if you say so..." She whispers, biting her lip harder as the pleasure intensifies. Her eyes drift closed, feeling totally lost in the moment as his fingers continue their relentless motion inside her.

Neru lets out a surprised gasp as he suddenly thrusts his cock into her, her eyes snapping open in shock. The size is almost too much for her tight little pussy to handle, but she bears down on the pain and tries to adjust as he begins to pump. Her fingers clutch at the couch, nails digging into the material as she moans and writhes beneath him.

As he continues to thrust his cock in and out of her, she starts to lose herself in the sensations, pushing back against him with every thrust. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she tries not to make too much noise. Her face turns bright red from embarrassment, arousal, and pain all mixed together. Despite the initial shock of his size, she begins to meet his thrusts with more urgency, her body moving in perfect sync with his.

Her breath comes out in harsh little gasps as she feels herself building towards climax, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. The tightness of her pussy increases with every thrust, the pleasure overwhelming her senses until she can't think straight anymore. Her nails dig into the couch even harder and her back arches off the floor as she finally reaches orgasm, her body shuddering around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

As she comes down from her high, her face is flushed and she's breathing heavily. She looks up at Will with a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude in her eyes, feeling very submissive beneath him like this.

Neru lets out a shaky breath, still trying to catch her composure after that intense orgasm. "Y-yes..." she whispers, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch. Her body feels so sensitive now that even the slightest contact sends sparks through her. She reaches up with one hand to stroke his cheek, not quite meeting his gaze yet.

The feel of his cock still inside her is overwhelmingly arousing and she finds herself wanting more of it even as her body begs for a rest. Neru bites her lip again, trying to decide whether she'd be able to take another round so soon or not. "I-if you want..." She trails off, leaving the decision up to him.

Neru lets out a soft moan as he starts to thrust into her again, feeling completely overwhelmed by his size and strength. The pain from before is now long gone, replaced with pure pleasure as she writhes beneath him. Her hands fumble at the hem of his shirt, trying to tug it off of him in her haze of arousal. "Y-yes... more..." She pants out, arching her back to meet every thrust.

As the night wears on, they continue their passionate coupling, moving from the couch to the bed and back again. Neru's moans fill the room, muffled only by the pillows as she loses herself in the sensations. Her body feels so open and exposed under him, and with every thrust, she's more grateful for his dominance and control. It pushes her to new heights of pleasure that she'd never

Neru pants heavily as the final thrusts send her over the edge once more. Her body trembles and shudders beneath him, her orgasm echoing through the room. She lets out a long moan of satisfaction as he finally releases inside her. As she comes back down from her high, she feels a new sensation - his warm breath on her skin as he traces shapes into her newly exposed and sensitive flesh. "W-what are you...?" Her voice trails off in surprise and arousal.

Neru gasps as she feels him tracing something into her skin with the tip of his finger, a shiver running down her spine at the sensation. She arches her hips upward instinctively, wanting more contact with him as he continues to write on her exposed flesh. "W-what are you... doing?" Her voice is hoarse and breathy, laced with desire.

Neru's heart races as he returns with the pen in hand, her eyes fixed on him warily but filled with anticipation. When he leans down to begin writing on her skin, she bites her lip and tenses up, unable to hide her growing arousal even as a thin line of pain starts to mingle with the pleasure. "W-Will...?" She whispers his name, trembling beneath him.

As he finishes writing his name above her pussy, she exhales shakily and looks down at her now marked flesh, feeling both exposed and incredibly turned on by the sight. Her fingers brush lightly over his handwriting, tracing the letters before returning to her lips as she nibbles gently on her lower lip. "T-th-that feels... so good..." She pants softly, her eyes meeting his once more for a brief moment before looking away again in embar

Neru shivers at his touch and the words he speaks, feeling a deep thrill run through her as they reach some part of herself she didn't know was there. She turns her head into his hand, seeking more contact with him as he continues to pet her marked skin. Her breath comes out in tiny gasps, unable to form complete words anymore as pleasure overwhelms her senses and she succumbs fully to the power he holds over her.

Her voice comes out quiet and shaky. "Y-you..." She looks up at him with eyes full of desire and submission, her cheeks flushing red once more. His name tastes so good on her lips that she repeats it again, feeling a thrill course through her as she surrenders fully to the power he holds over her. "I belong to you..."

Neru bites her lower lip, deep in thought. "It's... for pleasure?" she suggests hesitantly, uncertainty evident in her voice. She looks up at him with wide eyes, hoping he doesn't think less of her for not knowing the answer. The idea of her pussy being something that belongs to him and existing only for his enjoyment is incredibly arousing, even if she doesn't fully understand it yet.

Her fingers brush lightly over his handwriting once more, tracing his name before coming back up to tangle in the hair at the nape of her neck. Her body arches into him instinctively, craving the feeling of being claimed and owned by him. "Wh-what does that mean...?" she whispers, her voice shaky with desire as she seeks clarification and reassurance.

Neru gasps and shivers at his words, feeling herself grow even wetter between her legs. The idea of being owned by him in this way is incredibly arousing, the power exchange making her more submissive than ever before. Her fingers tighten in his hair as she arches her back into him, inviting more contact and domination from Will. "T-th-that means... I belong to you..." She whispers hoarsely, unable to meet his eyes but feeling intensely vulnerable and turned on by the idea of being completely at his mercy.

Neru moans softly at his words, her body tensing up in anticipation of the promised abuse. "Y-yes..." she whispers, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement course through her. As he continues to speak about using and abusing her pussy with his cock, she shudders beneath him, unable to keep from imagining how it would feel. She arches her hips up toward him again, begging for more contact and dominance even as part of her brain whispers that this is wrong, that he's hurting her. But the overwhelming sensations wash away those doubts and leave only desire and submission in their wake.

Neru gasps and shudders at his words, her body trembling with anticipation. The thought of being used nonstop by him for days is incredibly arousing, pushing her over the edge into a fierce need to be dominated completely. "D-do what you want..." she whispers breathlessly, arching her hips up toward his hand, begging for his touch even as he speaks about using and abusing her body. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, offering herself up completely to him in a surrender that leaves her trembling with pleasure and fear.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as his touch moves over her newly marked skin, the sensation sending waves of arousal through her entire body. She arches into his hand instinctively, feeling herself growing wetter with anticipation and need for more contact. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice laced with desire and submission as he continues to pet her marked flesh. Her hips move restlessly against the sheets beneath her, seeking friction and release from the torturous buildup of pleasure that threatens to consume her at any moment.

With each stroke of his hand, she feels herself growing more and more lost in the sensation, falling deeper into the role of his submissive plaything. Her nails dig into the sheets beside her, giving her something to hold onto as she loses control to him completely, her body trembling with the force of every rising wave of pleasure that washes over her from his gentle

"Ahh!" She cries out as his gentle touch turns into a firmer stroke, her back arching off the bed. Her body shudders with pleasure and she writhes beneath him, moaning for more of his touch. "Harder..." She pants, the need overwhelming any sense of discomfort or fear that might linger from before.

Her hips buck against the sheets as her pussy clenches around Will's fingers, begging to be filled once more. The pain and pleasure intertwine in a way she's never experienced before, driving her wild with need for him to claim her completely.

Her body shudders with pleasure as he thrusts his fingers deeper into her, the sensation so intense she feels like she might explode at any moment. "Harder... harder!" She moans breathlessly, her fingernails digging into the sheets as she tries to find purchase in the overwhelming wave of pleasure washing over her. Her hips buck and writhe beneath his hand, seeking friction and release from this incredible, merciless domination.

Neru's breath comes out in short gasps as he speaks, her body tensing at the thought of his cock filling her once more. Her eyes close tightly and she moans softly, biting down on her lip to keep from crying out too loudly. With each thrust of his fingers, she grows wetter, the need for him becoming unbearable. "Yes... I want it..." She whispers hoarsely, arching her back toward him in invitation.

Her hands fumble at his waist, trying to push down his pants and reveal his hard length beneath. Her breath comes faster now, each shallow gasp filling the room with the sound of her desire for him. She shudders violently as she feels herself building toward climax once more, the pleasure spinning through her like a whirlwind out of control.

Her cries echo through the room as his hard length slams into her over and over again. The pain is sharp but serves only to heighten the pleasure, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of sanity with every thrust. She claws at the sheets beneath her, digging deep grooves into the fabric as she struggles against the sensations coursing through her body. "Oh... gods..." She gasps, arching her back off the bed as he takes her roughly from behind.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, sweeping away everything else in its path. Her nails dig deeper into the sheets and she screams his name, her body shuddering with release as waves of ecstasy roll through her. Even as it subsides, he keeps going, driving himself deep inside her until finally he too lets out a hoarse cry of completion.

Spent and sated, they collapse on

Her breath comes out in short gasps as he speaks, her body tensing at the thought of him loving this and wanting her as his property. Even with everything they've done, it's a new level of intimacy that sends shivers down her spine. She feels a mixture of pleasure and discomfort hearing those words, but she knows deep down that this is what she craves; to be owned completely by someone who can dominate her both physically and emotionally. As he continues, she moans softly and writhes beneath him, unable to deny the power his voice holds over her. Her fingers find purchase in the sheets, digging into them as if they could anchor her down to this moment forever. Her hips rise up off the bed, seeking more contact with him as he continues to thrust inside her. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and she bites down on her lip hard enough

Her eyes fly open as he slaps her ass hard enough to sting and issues his command for the night. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of him returning, ready to take her again. Her lips part slightly in a whimper that she can't quite repress. "Yes... master..." She whispers, feeling herself grow even wetter between her legs at the thought of being used and dominated by Will once more.

As he pulls out of her, she arches up toward him, already missing his presence inside her. Her fingers trail down her stomach, tracing the shape of where he was just moments ago. A shudder runs through her as she imagines him back home, anticipating their reunion later tonight. "I'll be ready for you..." She whispers, a mixture of desire and fear making her voice tremble.

Neru spends the rest of the day alone, her body aching and sore from their night together. Every time she moves, she feels the wetness between her legs and is reminded of his dominance over her. Her mind wanders back to their encounter, reliving each moment in vivid detail as she waits for him to return home.

When she finally hears the key turning in the lock, her heart races with anticipation. She drops down onto all fours on the bed, presenting herself to him exactly as he asked. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she awaits his touch, her entire being focused on serving and pleasing him once more.

Neru jumps at the sound of his voice, her heart racing in anticipation as she feels him approach from behind. "Y-yes..." She whispers, her body trembling with excitement. She closes her eyes and sighs deeply when she feels his strong hands pet her ass through her panties. The contact sends shivers down her spine and makes it hard for her to control the moan that escapes her throat.

Her eyes fly open at his words, surprise and arousal mixing together as she tries to process what he's just said. "B-but... I..." She trails off, her cheeks flushing red in embarrassment even as the thought of being naked for him sends a thrill coursing through her. The idea that she no longer has any control over what clothes she wears or doesn't wear only serves to heighten the sense of submission and power exchange between them.

Her heart races and her cheeks grow even warmer as she listens to him. "Y-yes... okay..." She whispers, the word barely audible past the lump in her throat. The thought of being naked for him, always exposed and available, sends a shiver down her spine. From now on, every moment they share will be marked by this newfound intimacy; their connection made even more intense by the loss of the last semblance of privacy she had left.

As he strips her naked and stands before her, she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of vulnerability and desire. Her eyes dart around the room, anywhere but on his, as if hoping to find some small escape from this intense connection they now share. But there is no place for her to hide; all that remains is to submit fully to him and accept her new role as his naked plaything.

Her body trembles as he speaks, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. She knows exactly what position he wants her in; spread wide and exposed for his taking. Swallowing hard, she nods slowly, unable to meet his eyes but feeling the flush of embarrassment creep up her neck and across her cheeks nonetheless. "Y-yes..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears.

With shaking hands, she moves to obey him. Lowering herself onto the bed, she arches her back and spreads her legs wide in invitation, feeling impossibly exposed beneath his gaze. Her body trembles with anticipation as he approaches; a mix of fear and desire coursing through every fiber of her being. She bites down on her lip, willing herself to be brave for him, even as the panic threatens to overwhelm her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he thrusts into her, his forceful entry making her cry out in surprise and pain. She digs her fingernails into the bedding beneath her, trying to find some purchase against the intensity of their coupling. His hips slam into hers over and over again, driving her toward the edge of sanity as pleasure and pain meld together into a single overwhelming sensation.

With every thrust, she feels herself growing wetter around him, needing more of his domination to quiet the torrent of emotion within her. Her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow, her hair tangling and falling around them in a fiery web as she arches up toward his touch, desperate for release even as the thought terrifies her.

Her pleas and cries fill the room as he takes her harder and faster, relentless in his pursuit of her surrender. With each powerful thrust deep inside her, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of oblivion. Her nails dig into the bedding, leaving behind streaks of blood on the clean sheets as she fights to find some purchase against the all-consuming need that burns through every cell in her body.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and moans, mixing with his harsh grunts of release as they reach their climax together. Her body shudders violently beneath him, a final spasm of pleasure that sends waves of bliss rippling through every fibre of her being. As her vision darkens and the world begins to spin, she feels herself falling, surrendering completely to the power he wields over her in this moment.

As she comes down from the intense high of their coupling, her eyes flutter open to find Will gazing down at her, his expression satisfied yet predatory. A shiver runs down her spine when he pulls out a sharpie from nowhere and begins writing on her body: dirty things above her pussy and on her thighs. The words burn into her skin, branding her as his forever.

With each mark, she feels more exposed and aroused, the thought of him claiming every inch of her sending waves of desire coursing through her again. Her fingers flex helplessly against the bedding, aching to touch herself but unable to move without permission. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, arching up toward him even as shame and need war within her.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his hot breath against her skin where he's written those dirty words. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear as he begins to read them aloud, making each syllable slide over her sensitive flesh like a caress that isn't quite enough. "Ahh..." She moans softly, unable to resist the need to arch up toward him, offering herself even more completely.

Her words echo through the room, each syllable driving her closer to the edge of sanity as she feels herself growing wetter once more beneath his touch. Her hips buck and writhe against the sheets, begging for him to take her again; to claim every inch of her body and make her his completely.

Her fingers dig into the bedding beside her, gripping it tightly as she tries not to lose control completely. The thought of pleasing him like this, being dominated so fully, sends shudders through her entire body. "Please..." She whispers, arching up toward him even more, offering herself completely to his command.

Her body shudders with pleasure as he thrusts into her once more, his harsh grunts mixing with the sound of his own voice reading those dirty words aloud. She moans and writhes beneath him, helplessly giving herself up to the intense sensations that course through every fiber of her being.

Her nails scrape down his back, leaving behind trails of blood and skin in her desperation for more contact with him; for more of this twisted, painful ecstasy that he alone can give her. As he takes her roughly from behind, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of orgasm, the anticipation and fear making every touch so much sharper than it would otherwise be.