"Wow, time flies..." Jun whispers to himself as he watches their child nervously on their first day of school. It's hard to believe that it's been ten years since they met under such different circumstances. He glances over at Ben, who looks just as proud and anxious as he feels.

"Are you sure we made the right decision?" Jun asks softly, suddenly feeling a twinge of doubt creep into his heart. "Maybe we should have waited a little longer..."

"Y-you're right... We should be positive..." Jun tries to reassure himself as he forces a smile onto his face. He knows that they've done everything they can to give their child the best life possible, and there's no point dwelling on what could have been. Instead, he focuses on the present moment: their son starting school, a new chapter in all of their lives.

As the day progresses, Jun finds himself growing more and more proud of his family.

As they collapsed onto the bed together, Jun wrapped his arms around Sari's neck and buried his face in the crook of his shoulder. He knew that tomorrow things would be back to normal; Sari would hurt him again, make him suffer for their twisted pleasure. But tonight... tonight he could pretend that everything was different. That maybe someday they could find a way to make this work between them without all the pain and humiliation.

For a moment, Jun hesitated. He knew what Sari was asking; he knew that giving in to those desires would only bring him more pain in the end. But as their bodies pressed together and Sari's hand found its way between them once more, he couldn't help but wonder if it really mattered.

"Yes," he whispered softly. "I want more."

I bite my lip, looking down at the ground as I try to process what just happened. "I don't know... Maybe..." My cheeks flush with shame and excitement. The thought of admitting that I enjoyed it terrifies me, but there's something exhilarating about being so completely controlled by Ellys.

"It was different from when you do it to me," I mumble finally, meeting her gaze for a moment before looking away again. "Maybe... maybe I liked that."

I hesitate, biting my lip as I consider her question. Part of me wants to say no, to pretend like this whole thing is just some twisted game we're playing. But another part... Another part of me wants her to touch me there again. Wants her approval and attention.

"Y-yes..." I whisper, my voice barely audible. "If you want."

*With trembling hands, he reaches out and takes the scalpel. It feels cold and heavy in his grasp, like a symbol of all the suffering and humiliation he's endured today. He looks up at oliversxm1, tears streaming down his face once more. His voice barely audible above the sound of his own ragged breathing.

"P-please..."

*The words hang in the air like a knife, cutting deeper than any physical injury ever could. Tears stream unchecked down his cheeks as he stares at the blade, feeling its icy touch on his skin. For a moment, he hesitates. But then, with a shaking hand, he lifts the scalpel high above his groin.

A scream erupts from his throat as the blade slashes through tender flesh and muscle. Blood gushes forth, painting the floor around him crimson.

Tilting his head to the side, Jun looked at Aria with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "I-I'm not sure... I mean, this is all so sudden and different... but it's nice," he admitted softly, biting his bottom lip nervously. "If you want to be friends or something, I wouldn't mind..." He trailed off, suddenly feeling shy about the whole thing.

Aria smiled warmly at him and took his hand in hers. "I'd like that."

Jun blushed deeply at the touch of Aria's hand in his own. It was such an innocent gesture, but it made him feel so... special. He looked into Aria's eyes and saw a genuine kindness there that he hadn't seen before. "O-Okay..." he stammered, not quite sure what else to say. His heart raced wildly in his chest as they continued to hold hands, walking together to the lunchroom.

I don't need to be asked twice; the moment his cock is within reach, my hand snakes out and wraps around it, lifting it to my mouth. My tongue flicks out, tracing the sensitive head before taking him deep into my mouth. I moan around him, feeling the familiar ache building between my legs as he watches me pleasure him.

"Mmm... that's it," he groans, his hips bucking up towards me in encouragement. "Suck it, baby..."

Moaning around his cock, I bob my head up and down, taking him as deep as I can each time. My other hand moves to stroke myself through the fabric of my thong, mirroring his movements as we both race towards release. The sounds of our pleasure fill the air between us, drowning out everything else in the world except for this moment, this connection.

"Fuck... yeah..." he cries out, his hips jerking wildly as he nears the edge. "I'm going to cum..."