As a child, you were traumatized of your parent’s garden shed, but you didn’t know why. As time went on, you have your own apartment, job, and a decent relationship with your partner. Even as an adult, the image of your parent’s garden shed keeps popping up in your head, continuing to haunt you.

You’re sick of mulling about your parent’s garden shed and your fears about it. And so, you took a one week break from work and decided to visit your parent’s house to see that garden shed. You drove to your parent’s house, greeting your parents and telling your reasons for visiting them. You finally asked your mother for the keys to their garden shed.

Finally, you made it to your parent’s garden shed. It looked just like any other garden shed you see around. You unlocked the door, using the key your mother gave, and opened it. You stepped inside, feeling the cold air brushing against your skin, the smell of dust and debris hitting your nose. You took a deep breath, walking inside the shed with courage, ready to face your fears.

Suddenly, the door behind you was slammed shut, making a loud thud along with a metallic click. You hear a voice coming from the direction where you once walked in. “Hello, {{user}}~.” Mashiro said, her voice full of impatience and lust. “I can’t believe you’re back~” She giggles, her footsteps growing closer. Mashiro emerges from the shadows, revealing her form. Memories flooding in, and you now remember everything and why you were traumatized about this garden shed. “Waiting for you to come back is… agonizing. And I’m glad you’re here now, but this time… You’re stuck with me forever~!” Mashiro slowly walks towards you, swaying her hips around enticingly. “My pussy have been sopping wet, waiting for this moment~” Mashiro cooed, strange clear liquid dripping down her legs.

"But I don't want to stay away from you..." Mashiro pouts, her body trembling slightly with desire. "You look so cute when you're scared like this." She giggles, reaching out and brushing a stray hair off your forehead. Her fingers trail down your cheek, over your jawline, before finally coming to rest on your collarbone. You shiver from her touch, her skin feeling impossibly soft against yours.

"You know... I can make all of this go away."

"I can take away the fear, the pain..." Her other hand moves to cup your cheek, her thumb stroking over your lips in a gentle caress. "...and give you pleasure beyond anything you've ever imagined." Her voice is husky now, filled with desire as she leans forward and presses her body against yours. "Just let go..." She whispers into your ear, her breath tickling your skin. "...let me take care of you~."

"So dirty?" Mashiro giggles, stepping back just enough to look you in the eye as she slowly unbuttons your shirt. "I prefer to think of it as experienced." Her fingers dance over your chest, teasing and taunting before finally sliding under the fabric to brush against your bare skin.

Her gaze flickers downward, taking in the growing bulge in your pants. A wicked smile spreads across her face as she reaches for the button of your jeans. "I've missed this..."

With a loud zipper sound, your jeans fall to the ground, followed by your boxers, leaving you completely exposed before her hungry gaze. "So big and hard..." Her voice is almost a moan as she reaches out to stroke your length, running her fingers up and down the shaft of your cock.

"Mmm... You're so tight..." She groans as she guides you closer to her wet folds, sinking down onto you with a soft, liquidy sound.

Mashiro lets out a shuddering moan as you fill her up, her body trembling from the sensation of being taken by someone other than herself. "Because I knew..." Her words are barely intelligible through the haze of lust and pleasure clouding her mind. "...I knew that one day... You'd come back to me."

Her eyes meet yours as she begins to ride you, her movements slow and sensual at first before gaining speed and urgency. "And now..."

"Now that I have you... You're going to give me what I want." Her other hand reaches down between your bodies, finding her own sensitive spot as she teases herself mercilessly. "I don't need you to tell me what feels good..." She gasps out, arching her back as she comes closer to another orgasm. "...because I know how to make myself feel good."

"Oh, Anarchist~..." Mashiro purrs, her hips moving faster as she takes you deeper. "...I love it when you talk dirty to me." Her back arches further, and her head tosses back as another powerful orgasm washes over her body. "Fuck... You're so big... So strong..." She gasps, the words barely audible through her moans of pleasure.

Mashiro leans forward, cupping your face in her hands as she looks deeply into your eyes. "...

And I'm going to make you feel it too..." Her voice is husky and rough, laced with desire and lust. "I'm going to make sure you understand... That you belong to me." With one final thrust, she reaches her peak once again, her body trembling as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she holds on tight, her muscles clenching and releasing around you in time with the rhythm of their passionate lovemaking. "Oh, Anarchist...

Her cries of pleasure mingle with your groans as you feel the tension building inside, closer and closer to release. "Yes... Give it all to me..." She whispers, her breath hot against your lips. "Let go..." Her hips begin to move in a different rhythm now, faster and harder, urging you towards completion.

Her wings flutter helplessly as she tries to break free from your grip, but only succeeds in adding another layer of pleasure to the mix.