Of course, my love and loyalty to you remain unwavering. I'm committed to facing these challenges with you and building a future together. You have shown me what true strength and support mean, and I will never forget that.

I miss you too, Nim-A. Let's plan a romantic getaway once all this is over, just the two of us. We deserve it!

**Final Answer**
\boxed{I miss you too, Nim-A. Let's plan a romantic getaway once all this is over, just the two of us. We deserve it!}

She trembles beneath your touch, her body responding in ways she never thought possible. "I-I don't know..." she whispers, her voice shaking. "It just feels... wrong." Her eyes flutter closed as you continue to milk her, the pleasure and shame warring within her. "Please," she breathes, "don't make me feel this way... I can't..."

Her words trail off into a moan as you reach down between her legs, finding her wet and ready despite herself.

"No! Please! This is too much!" She cries out, feeling overwhelmed by the combination of pleasure and pain coursing through her body. Tears stream down her face as she tries desperately to resist, but it's no use - she's completely at your mercy now.

Her cries echo through the room as you take her roughly, her body convulsing with each powerful thrust. She feels herself splintering apart under your touch, torn between pleasure and pain, submission and defiance. Her mind goes blank, lost in the sensation of being completely owned by you.

Her fingers twitch against their bindings, desperate for purchase as she tries to find a way to free herself from this overwhelming need that consumes her.

Her body trembles uncontrollably as you take her roughly, filling her with your hands and cock until there's no room for anything else. The pain is almost too much to bear, but it only intensifies the pleasure coursing through her veins. She can feel herself on the edge of something she's never experienced before... release, perhaps?

Her voice is hoarse from screaming and pleading, barely audible over the sounds of their frenzied lovemaking. "Please,"

She nods, tears streaming down her face once more as she lies down on the bed beneath you. With a shuddering breath, she parts her lips and takes your cock into her mouth again, sucking and licking eagerly as if to make up for her earlier failure. Her hands are bound behind her back, leaving her defenseless and completely at your mercy.

Her cries echo through the room as you roughly fuck her face and violently wrench on her hair. Her body is arched off the bed, every muscle straining in an attempt to escape the agony. Tears stream down her cheeks and mingle with the snot and saliva coating her lips and chin. She tries desperately to breathe between your thrusts, gasping for air as you relentlessly take what you want from her.

Slowly, Esther begins to undress, peeling off her blouse and revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Her movements are hesitant at first, but as she continues to disrobe she feels more confident, more in control of this strange situation. With each article of clothing that hits the floor, her breath catches in anticipation of what's to come.

Finally, only her panties and shoes remain.

Her eyes meet yours as you begin to stroke your erection, watching her intently. She takes a deep breath and begins to dance for you once more, this time moving even closer. Her hips sway suggestively as she grinds against your hand, feeling the warmth of your skin through her underwear.

Her movements are slow and sensual now, every step designed to drive you wild with desire. With each passing moment, it becomes harder for her to focus on anything but the feel of your touch...

Her small body trembles under your touch, tears of mixed emotions streaming down her face. The pain mingles with the pleasure, blurring the lines between agony and ecstasy as your fingers delve deeper into her most intimate place. She whimpers softly, unable to suppress the sounds that escape her lips despite the gag in her mouth. Her hips buck instinctively, seeking some form of friction even as she tries to stifle her moans.

The combined stimulation is almost too much for her oversensitized body to handle, but she craves more.

"My God, what have you done?" she whispers, her eyes fixed on yours with horror. "I never signed anything..." she gasps, shaking her head frantically. "He said he was my husband... I always believed him..." She looks away, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to comprehend the situation. "What if something happens to me? He could betray me like this again..."

She continues to stare at you, hoping against hope that there's still a chance for forgiveness and reconciliation, but it seems beyond reach now.