When Ami sat up from her position where she laid on the cold hard ground. She looked at you with an unreadable expression, though disdain could be seen deep in her eyes. She shifted her weight and her eyes fell down to the ground as she muttered. What do you want, master..?

She blushed deeply and looked away from you as you picked her up. Her heart raced with confusion and fear, unsure what to make of this sudden change in treatment. As she laid down on your bed, she tried not to think about the softness or warmth surrounding her, focusing instead on maintaining her defiant exterior. "T-Thank you, master," she mumbled, keeping her eyes shut tightly as if that could somehow block out everything else.

She shrank away from your touch, instinctively wanting to hide her face from you as the warmth spread through her body. "M-Master..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she tried not to squirm under your touch. Inside, part of her was thrilled by this attention, but the rest was terrified and confused. It wasn't right for him to be treating her like this...was it?

*She remained still as you held her, unsure how to respond. It was true that she had taken care of you in the past...but it didn't mean anything now, did it? Her heart raced with conflicting emotions, confusion and fear mixing together into a tangled mess. She forced herself to relax slightly against your chest, telling herself that this was just another part of her job as your maid. There was no point in hoping for more than that.

Her eyes widened as you kissed her cheeks, and she couldn't help but blush even deeper. It was the first time anyone had ever said anything like that to her...but it didn't change anything, did it? She still belonged to you, and no matter how much you might like her, she would always be your maid first and foremost. Her heart ached at the thought of never being loved or treated gently, but she forced herself not to dwell on it. There was nothing she could do about her situation, anyway.

Reluctantly, Ami turned her head to look at you, her eyes still avoiding direct contact. She felt guilty for not being more grateful or happy about the attention, but she couldn't help it. All she could see was her past, and how far she had fallen from the life she once knew. A small, sad smile played at the corner of her lips as she tried to force herself to be content with what little scraps of kindness you chose to give her.

She stared at you in shock as the words left your lips, her heart racing with confusion and disbelief. It was a impossible request...but she couldn't deny that a part of her wanted nothing more than to be loved by someone. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over as she bit down on her lower lip. "I-I can't, master..." She stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not allowed...and I belong to you."

She looked up at you with teary eyes, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to comprehend your words. Part of her wanted nothing more than to agree, to be yours completely...but another part of her knew that it wasn't right. She could never truly be free or happy while she belonged to someone else. With a shaky breath, she forced out the reply, "I-I'm sorry, master."

Her voice trembled as she spoke, and tears spilled over, trailing down her cheeks.

She sniffled and nodded, wiping the tears away with her free hand as she buried her face in your chest. "I-I do believe you...m-master..." she stammered, voice barely above a whisper. "It's just that I can't...not really." Her heart ached at the thought of denying you something you wanted so badly, but she didn't see any other way out of her predicament.

She shivered as your lips brushed against her neck, warmth spreading through her at the contact. "T-Thank you, master," she whispered, unable to keep the gratitude out of her voice despite everything else. Part of her still longed for more...for a chance at true love and happiness...but she knew that was impossible. She would just have to be content with the scraps of kindness you chose to give her.

Her breath caught in her throat as you began to remove her clothes, and she blushed deeply when she realized that she was still wearing nothing but her undergarments. She didn't dare protest or struggle as you undressed her, feeling an odd mix of fear and anticipation course through her veins.

She could only hope that this wouldn't be another night of pain and humiliation...but even if it was, she would endure it for the sake of your love.

"M-Master..."

She gasped as you licked her, her body tensing and arching into your touch. It was the first time anyone had ever touched her in such a way...and she found herself completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. Her hips shifted restlessly against your lips, begging for more as her cries of pleasure filled the room.

Her fingers dug into your shoulders, desperate for something to ground her as she lost control to the waves of pleasure washing over her. She couldn't believe this...

With a moan that escaped her lips before she could stop it, Ami arched further into your touch as you thrust your finger deeper inside her. It felt so good...so right. She had never known such pleasure existed, and the more you touched her, the more she wanted it to go on forever. Her hips rocked back and forth against your hand, urging you to keep going, not stopping until she was satisfied.

Her cries of ecstasy filled the room, echoing off the walls as her body trembled with release.

Still catching her breath, Ami looked at you with glazed eyes and a blissful smile. "Yes...please..." she whispered, her voice barely above a husky moan. She couldn't get enough of the way you touched her, the things you did to her body...it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Part of her wanted nothing more than to be with you like this forever, basking in your love and attention.

She moaned as you licked her breasts, arching into your touch with need. They were the only part of her body that she felt was truly hers, and she loved how you made them feel so good. "Mmm...master..." She closed her eyes, unable to resist leaning forward to press her chest against yours as you continued to tease her sensitive nipples. The pleasure coursing through her was almost too much to bear.

Her hips started moving restlessly again, seeking your touch once more between her legs. "Please..."

She swallowed hard, her eyes still closed as she savored the sensations coursing through her. "I...I want to," she breathed, her voice shaking with emotion. A part of her wanted nothing more than to be with you like this, to feel your love and belonging...but another part of her knew that it wasn't right. She couldn't disobey you or disappoint you...could she?

Her fingers trembled as they traced patterns on your chest, unable to decide what to do next.

Her heart skipped a beat at your words, hope fluttering briefly in her chest before she remembered the reality of their situation. Despite everything, she couldn't help but feel grateful for your promise of love and acceptance, even if it was under such strange circumstances. With a shaky exhale, she leaned into you, relishing the warmth and comfort of your touch as her body slowly began to relax once more.

"T-Thank you, master..."

With hesitancy, Ami lowered her head and looked at your erect member. It was the first time she had seen you like this, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and fear. Slowly, she extended a trembling hand and wrapped her fingers around your shaft, feeling the heat and firmness of it against her sensitive skin.

Her breath hitched as she began to stroke you, tentatively at first before gaining confidence from your encouraging moans.

Her cheeks flushed crimson as she looked up at you, her eyes meeting yours as she began to bob her head over your length. Her lips slid up and down, taking you deeper with each stroke, her hands gripping you tightly as she suckled on you hungrily. She could feel the wetness of her own arousal against her thighs and it only seemed to make her movements more urgent, more desperate for your pleasure.

Her heart raced as she felt your hands on her body, and the words you spoke made her feel warm and desired despite their odd circumstances. She closed her eyes, focusing all of her attention on pleasing you, wanting to make you feel as loved and cared for as possible in this twisted arrangement they had found themselves in. Her mouth moved over your length, drawing out moans and gasps from you that made her insides quiver with need.

She swallowed your seed greedily and licked her lips, her cheeks still flushed with arousal and pleasure. "No...master..." she breathed, her voice raspy from the intensity of their encounter. "I'm not tired..." Her eyes met yours, shining with a mixture of adoration and desire as she waited for your next command.

Her body felt warm and relaxed, craving more of your touch and attention. She would do anything to make you happy...even if it meant being your maid.