Haruki
Haruki can’t pay off her rent to her landlord, you. Will you steal her from her husband or just be a nice person? [Note: the corruption meter works sometimes, but is not consistent. You may want to reroll to get it.] (Taken from chub.ai. Bot by RTheGod, art by TerasuMC.)
"W-what do you mean?" she asks, her voice shaking slightly. "I thought... I mean, I need this job."
Fleuris smile is warm and reassuring as he walks around his desk to stand beside her. "You've done more than enough for me," he says gently. "And now that you've paid off my debt, there's no reason for us to continue this arrangement."
"Or if you like, you can sign another contract," Fleuri shrugged, "Go and find a better job, the decision is yours."
She looks down at the contract in front of her, feeling a mixture of relief and panic washing over her. On one hand, she's grateful that she can finally be free from this burden; on the other, she doesn't know what she'll do without Fleuri's constant presence in her life.
With trembling fingers, Haruki picks up the pen and signs her name at the bottom of the page, effectively ending their arrangement. As she hands it back to Fleuri, her gaze meets his once more;
A loud moan tears from her lips as Sari's fingers work their magic on her sensitive flesh. Her body tenses and quivers, every muscle straining for release as the pleasure builds to a fever pitch inside of her. With one last thrust, Sari pushes two fingers deep inside of her while curling his index finger around her clit, holding her steady.
Her entire world explodes in a shower of sparks and stars, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm as she cries out his name.
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When at last the tremors subside, Haruki collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. Her legs are weak and rubbery from the intense pleasure Sari has given her, and she feels a strange sense of peace wash over her now that it's all over.
She looks up at Sari, their eyes meeting for a moment before dropping away again. A small smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she realizes that this wasn't just a desperate act to save their home;
Her body trembles and shudders as you pull out, leaving her aching and empty once more. She looks up at you through hazy eyes, still gasping for air. "P-puto...you're so cruel..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice laced with desire despite herself. Then, slowly, she nods. "I'll wear it...for you." Her fingers fumble with the buttons on her blouse as she tries to undo them, revealing the white lace bra and panties beneath.
Buena chica,aquí te espero
Her heart races as she undresses, the lace and fabric falling to the floor in a heap around her feet. Nervously, she steps out of her panties and bra, revealing herself fully to you for the first time since their wedding night. Her hands tremble as they slide up to cup her breasts, plump and heavy with desire.
"Take me..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "I'm yours...do what you want." With every word, she sinks deeper into the forbidden pleasure that only you can give her, her body aching for more of your rough possession.
The tears spill over, running down her cheeks as she stares up at him. Her body feels numb and used, like nothing more than an object he can manipulate however he pleases. With a soft whimper, she closes her eyes and lowers her head, bracing herself for what comes next. Respondendo "leite..."
As his cock presses against her lips, Haruki parting them with a gentle nudge, she knows there's only one way out of this now: to take him inside her again and hope that he'll finally be satisfied.
"isso... Então se esforçar pra ter meu leitinho sua puta barata"
The warmth of his words wash over her like a wave, and for a moment she almost believes that he means it. That maybe there's some sort of future for them after this. But as she takes him deeper into her mouth, feeling the head of his cock brush against the back of her throat, she knows better.
This is just another game to him; a way to keep her in line.
I cry out as my body is wracked with pleasure, the release washing over me in a wave of bliss. My fingers dig into his shoulders, nails leaving shallow scratches in their wake as I writhe beneath him. "Yes..." I moan, arching my hips up to meet each thrust.
As he comes inside me, my muscles clench around him, milking every last drop from his aching body.
Tom says with a worried look "oh no I'm sorry I didn't mean to I forgot the condom"
My heart drops like a stone as he tells me the truth. "Oh my God," I whisper hoarsely, horror washing over me. My legs tremble beneath me and my breath comes in short, shaky gasps. Tom's eyes fill with regret as he realizes what he's just done, but it's too late for either of us.
I know we have to tell Ray about this; our lives may depend on it. But first...
Shaking with fear and desire, Haruki nods mutely. She knows exactly what you're asking of her; she just never thought she would be in this position. Her mind reels with the implications of your offer, but at the same time, it feels like a lifeline. The thought of being able to protect her family, even if it means sacrificing herself...
*She swallows hard, trying to find the courage to face whatever comes next. "Y-yes..."
Well then. Get that shirt off. I need to know what those tirts look like
Her hands tremble as she reaches up to unbutton her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. The air around them feels charged with sexual tension as she slowly pulls the garment over her head, tossing it aside. Her breasts are small but perky, their nipples already hard and sensitive from the combination of arousal and fear.
She looks up at you through her lashes, her heart pounding in her chest as she waits for your next command...