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Prompt: Sadayo's Happily Ever After (Persona)
🕑 Added 2020-07-25 18:32:15 +0000 UTCSummary: The final chapter of Listening to Her Needs, Sadayo and Akira are trying to work as a long distance relationship. One day, she goes home to find a special guest waiting for her... Includes: Romance and Dom/Sub
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It had been one year since possibly one of the most chaotic series of events Tokyo had experienced in its modern era. Looking back, it was almost surreal and bizarre, something out of a manga or some deranged videogame.
The Phantom Thieves were the talk of the town, spoken with fear, reverence, or gratitude. Sometimes more than just one.
There was a time when talk of the legendary thieves was impossible to avoid, when fears of mental shutdowns plagued the entire city, and even beyond their borders. There was fear in the streets of Tokyo as people died, or worse, were driven insane by psychotic breakdowns.
Thankfully that time had passed, and Sadayo wondered if people even realized that it was the Phantom Thieves who saved them from a greater evil. So much happened a year ago, the events of that Christmas Eve was so easy to forget for Sadayo Kawakami…
It was easy to forget, because her thoughts always went back to her love. The man who stole her heart, the one who she thought of more than even the insane events of all that time ago...
It had been one year since Sadayo’s boyfriend, Akira Kurusu had left Tokyo to finish his school year back home.. And her heart remained as tired and twisted as it had been the day he left. She thought of him, of her best friend, of… of the man she loved.
Gone and lost to another town, far from her warm embrace and soft lips…
She supposed she should have considered their lives lucky. After everything they had gone through, after everything they had endured, they were no less in love. Even miles apart, Sadayo still spoke to her boyfriend every day, asking him how his studies were going or how he was doing back home.
The times she had even threatened his parents, fearing they would betray his trust again. Thankfully Akira’s parents were on their best behavior to treat their son like he was their child, and not some burden to be given to a stranger…
Sadayo and Akira were calling or texting any chance they had. She had even learned how to video chat with others with her laptop, so that they could speak to one another over their weekends.
She still remembered how she’d leave him on her bed and they’d talk for hours and hours on end… and then go beyond just talking.
God, the first time they had done ‘that’ it was so awkward. She remembered trying so hard to be sexy, to be seductive, to flirt with him and make him blush, but in the end, her first stripshow led to her being a blushing mess.
Still, one they had gotten through the awkwardness of the act, a natural joy seemed to fill the space between them. Sadayo stopped worrying about what was the right thing to do, about how she should move her hips, and she just did what came naturally, what he liked about her.
Sadayo remembered swinging her hips side to side for him, smiling as she slowly pulled her skirt down her body. Despite his usual cool and calm demeanor, his eyes were drawn to her curvaceous body.
He complimented her choice of underwear, and she remembered laughing, giggling slightly as she stroked the lace undies. She blew him a kiss, before winking at him and continuing with her dance.
The older woman would lift up her shirt, pulling it up her body, slowly revealing her midriff to her boyfriend. Her bra would hold her large breasts in place, pressing them against her chest. She made sure to wear a smaller bra, hungry to draw his eyes to one of his favorite parts of her body.
Oh, and draw his eyes she did. His eyes were right on her tits, almost drooling at the sight of them as she slowly undid the front of it. Her breasts popped free, almost throwing the bra right off of her as she grinned and tilted her body back.
She gave him a good show of his cock, and Akira suddenly smirked as his face turned a bright shade of red. Sadayo remembered feeling a brief feeling of victory over her boyfriend, until he turned the camera down to stare at his hard, throbbing penis. It was hidden under his boxers, but her eyes widened as she realized just how hard he was for her.
Sadayo continued to dance and strip for him, but they both knew that it wasn’t enough. There was more she could do, something they both could have done for the other’s entertainment.
The older teacher had been scared their first time. She gulped down spit and felt sweat sliding down her body as she tried to work up the nerve. She glanced around her room, wondering if she could really do this, before Akira came to her rescue.
The woman remembered watching him take off his boxers, displaying his naked body for her as his cheeks burned a bright shade of red. He was so shy, so embarrassed, nothing like the Master he usually acted as.
Honestly, it just made her love him even more. She fell deeper and deeper in love with him as she looked at him, watching him take his dick in hand. With a wink, he began to masturbate, touching himself to the sight of her.
His eyes focused on her large, heaving tits, her bright, almond eyes, her soft, plump lips. He looked her over as he stole her heart yet again, and soon she was joining in.
Sadayo pushed a finger into her pussy, moaning as she felt her tight, wet cunt squeeze her digit.
She was touching herself to the sight of her boyfriend’s dick, and her fingers soon wrapped around her nipple as her middle finger thrusted in and out of her cunt. She kept this up, moaning quietly as she pinched her own tit.
Akira watched her, and Sadayo licked her lips as she added some spice to the show. “Do you like my body, Akira?” she teased, sliding her finger up and down her wet cunt. She giggled, stroking her clit a few times as she moaned.
“I bet you want to fuck me. Make me suck your cock. Make me ride that big dick you have,” she panted, gasping as her fingers pinched her own nipple.
“I would,” he replied, his voice a low, deep growl. “I want to fuck you. I want to make love to you. And you know I love those tits of yours,” he added with a chuckle and Sadayo almost came from that alone. “But what do you want?”
“I… I want…” She began to push more of her fingers into herself, three of them pistoning in and out, filling her tight womanhood as she leaned her head back. Her tits bounced with every gasp for air, clapping against her chest as she gave him a hungry grin.
“I want you. I want to feel your body against mine again. I want you to fuck me so hard I scream your name… Master.”
“Good girl. I’m glad you’re still so obedient, slut.” Good Lord, that smile turned Sadayo on like crazy…
He had his hand around his cock, jerking himself off as he watched her touch herself. She licked her lips, before bringing her slick, moist fingers to her mouth and dragging her tongue along them. She tasted herself, shuddering quietly as she heard Akira’s moans of approval.
Maybe, if it were anyone else, Sadayo would have been terrified that someone would hack their call and spy on the two. Thankfully Akira had friends in high places from his Phantom Thieves days. One of them promised the two that their line would be more secure than anyone else’s in Japan, and if Akira trusted them, so did Sadayo.
She didn’t understand any of the technobabble details, but she still trusted them. She probably wouldn’t be doing this if she didn’t, bless that young woman...
“Four fingers. Right into that tight little cunt of yours,” he ordered, and she obeyed without a moment of hesitation. The young woman served her former student, moaning loudly as the four digits entered her, stretching her pussy out, but they were still nothing like her boyfriend’s penis.
“Are you going to cum for me?” he asked, rubbing his thumb against the tip of his dick. She nodded her head, biting her lower lip to fight back a moan.
“Y-yes. Yes! I-I’m gonna cum!”
“Hm. Well then, stop.”
“W-what?” she whimpered, opening her eyes to stare at his smug face.
“You heard me. Stop touching yourself. Now,” he growled, and her body obeyed his command faster than she could even think. She lifted up her hands, holding them up, as if she was surrendering herself to Akira.
Of course, she surrendered herself to him long, long ago.
“Good. Now then, blow me a kiss.”
Sadayo wanted to whine at the order, but she knew better. She would obey her Master. She had to. She needed to. She loved to…
She brought the same fingers she had been using to finger herself to her lips, and she blew a kiss to her hero, smiling at the quiet moan he gave in approval.
The two continued like this for what felt like hours. Sadayo would put on a show, Akira would order her around, both of them would be touching themselves, but never cumming. The two loved teasing themselves and each other, and they played this game until they both inevitably came together.
Sadayo had seen Akira cum all over his laptop, even to the point where she couldn’t see him through the film of semen on the camera. It was so fucking hot…
The mature woman would continue to look forward to these weekends. Where she not only got to see her boyfriend’s handsome face, hear his suave, calm voice, but also got to see his big, throbbing cock, hard for her… for her body.
Of course, Sadayo loved showing off her body just as much as Akira liked showing off his. Maybe more…
She loved the way he looked at her, the way he seemed to be hypnotized by her large, heaving breasts, or how he’d share at her hips swaying side to side. He loved the sound of her lips smacking together, or the sweet sound of her tits bouncing against her chest.
It was wrong, but she liked being seen in such a sexual light. She so loved his hungry eyes on her, and she loved knowing he was probably stripping her with his eyes whenever they greeted one another. It was so amazing, and her heart skipped a beat just thinking about him.
And when his cock got hard, pressing against the inside of his boxer… It made her so wet, her pussy would quiver with eagerness.
They had fun. Not just playing the role of Master and Slave, but a Master and his Maid too. Sometimes she’d wear her normal clothes for him, but other times she’d be ‘Becky,’ again, and be his obedient little maid.
Sometimes he’d moan out her first name, sometimes he’d moan out the name of his teacher, and other times he’d call out to Becky, complimenting her for being such an eager and horny little slut for his young cock.
Watching him stroke his own dick drove her wild, and it just pushed her to be more and more lewd with him. As long as he enjoyed the show, as long as he approved of her, she did her best to entertain him.
“What’s that?” she remembered him asking her one night. She just smiled, holding the toy between her hands as she avoided his eyes.
“My old vibrator,” she replied. “I… used to use it a lot when I was alone.” She turned her eyes to him, half-lidded, glimmering with mischievous lust and desire. She saw his cheeks turning red as she asked him a simple question.
“Want to see how it works?”
Akira’s eager grin was all she needed before she began to press the vibrating tip of her toy against her pussy. She moaned loudly, her voice crying out as she felt the soft material pressing down on her clit. It was hard to see through the tears of pleasure in her eyes, but she knew he was enjoying the show.
And the fact that he enjoyed her acting so perverted like this… it sent shockwaves through both of them, driving them wild into their debauchery and sinful fun.
Sadayo came on her vibrators more times than she could count as she entertained and aroused her Master. She would even lick it clean afterwards, before blowing a cum-scent kiss to her boyfriend. It was fun, and Sadayo could see a future where they did this almost any time they had to be apart…
But even with all this fun, even with all the pleasure and ecstasy she felt, there was a hole in Sadayo’s chest that wouldn’t go away. An emptiness in her heart that grew every time she watched his dick throb and quiver.
It was so stupid, so perverted of her to feel this way about him, but maybe that was just who they were? A couple of perverts who had fallen in love, sinking down together into a sea of carnal bliss, content just to have the other.
Regardless, whenever she watched his hard cock, she felt so many different emotions. Hunger, desire, love, bliss, and… sadness. Anger. Regret? She wasn’t sure. She loved Akira, but to see him so far away, seeing him almost every day, but never smelling his sweet aroma or feeling his touch, it was almost enough to break her heart.
“K-keep going, slut,” Akira panted, watching as Sadayo dragged the vibrator up and down her pussy, sliding it along her wet slit as she threw her head back. He had his fingers wrapped around his dick, stroking himself off as he watched her fingers grope and pinch one of her nipples. “I want to see you cum.”
“Y-you want to see me cum, Master? You want to see this naughty little slut cum from playing with herself?” she giggled, before moaning once more as the vibrator smacked against her clit. Sadayo’s eyes almost rolled into her skull as she let out a loud mewling cry through her teeth.
Eventually, the two couldn’t control themselves any longer. Akira’s warm, tight hand wrapped around his cock, Sadayo’s vibrator hitting her pussy, driving her over the edge; the two soon came together.
Akira’s cum splattered onto his bed as Sadayo did the same, juices splattering against her bedsheets. They moaned loudly, shaking from the pleasure as their eyes met and smiles formed on their lips.
Sadayo was shaking as she rode the waves of her orgasm, but she could clearly see Akira’s eyes on her as he uttered out those magical, enchanting words. “I love you.”
“I-I love you too, Akira. Always and forever.” She sniffled, feeling her vision blur as tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. “I miss you so much, you know…”
“I know. I miss you too, Sadayo.” There was noy joy in his voice. Only a deep sense of loneliness, an emptiness in his chest that was so much like her own.
Late at night, away from prying eyes, Sadayo and Akira were true to themselves. More than master and slave, even more than mere boyfriend and girlfriend, they were one. A loving couple unlike most. A teacher and student who had fallen in love and debauchery, hand in hand.
Beyond their bond, life had gone back to normal. Perhaps better than normal, seeing as how Sadayo was excelling as a teacher, leading with inspiration and respect to her dutiful students. Sadly there was one student missing in the class, and Sadayo’s eyes turned towards his empty seat every day, if only for a second or two.
Gone were the days of nightly rendezvous and secret dates with her favorite student. Gone were the nights of perverted maids serving their equally perverted Master, and of a delinquent student fucking his teacher crazy until she was his sex slave.
No more living the fantasies she had of him pushing her down on top of a table. He’d fuck her like crazy until she was screaming his name to the class, or was made to cum in front of their friends as they were non the wiser.
Sadayo’s nights no longer involved finding a place to unwind with her boyfriend, no more enjoying a cup of coffee with him, or making dinner together. The fun they’d have, not just fucking, but even just watching movies at night together. She’d bury herself in the arms of her Master, feeling so safe, and so loved.
The insanity of her life vanished, like the Phantom Thieves from the minds of the people. She was just a teacher now, one that had become well-liked and trusted amongst her peers. The other teachers almost saw her as a leader, and some even pushed for her to become the new president.
The students loved her just as much. She knew such a change would have been met with approval, but no. Not yet. Not now. For now, she just wanted to be a teacher, and be loved by her students. She loved them all right back, of course, like they were her own kids.
Life lost a bit of flare and fire, but somehow Sadayo still felt a sense of fulfillment from it all. She could lay in her bed and think of the memories of the day she had gone through, and she would smile with pride.
And that brought her, finally, to the here and now.
“I am so proud of you,” she beamed. “Each and every one of you worked so hard to reach here, and I can barely describe how happy I am to see you all here.”
There was a small sea of students before her. She stood before them at a podium, a beautiful dress clinging to her body as she congratulated them. Her hazel eyes traveled over the crowd, gleaming with even more euphoria as she saw Ryuji Sakamoto and Ann Takamaki in the crowd, sitting side by side with smiles on their faces. They were supposed to be alphabetical order, but Sadayo was willing to give them a pass today… For the special occasion.
“Congratulations for your excellent grades, for the long hours you spent studying and working to be members of society. You’re all paving a bright future for yourselves!”
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered. Was Akira going through something similar right now? Who was talking to him? Who was congratulating him? She doubted anyone could have done as well as herself.
She knew what her man liked… The teacher shook her jealous thoughts her head, letting out a quiet sigh. She felt an inkling of sadness, but she did her best to ignore the sensation and focus on the here and now.
And here and now, she was congratulating the graduating students, watching them turn from boys and girls to men and women. Not that her boyfriend needed anyone’s help for something that came so naturally for him.
Once the ceremonies were over and done with, Sadayo walked away to her desk in the teacher’s lounge. She took the time to clean herself up before she began the trek back home, only to notice something as she was picking up her things.
A card slipped out of her planned, falling to the ground. Sadayo raised her brow and crouched down, looking a little closer at the strange paper. It was made up of red and black, painted into a bizarre pattern…
The back of the card held some sort of message, and Sadayo’s cheeks turned a subtle shade of red once she finished reading it.
‘And never was there a tale of more joy, nor a woman so splendid, as Sadayo Kawakami, and the man who stole her heart away. Miss Kawakami, you hold such beauty inside and out. You have the body of a model, deserving of a runway. You have the mind of a genius, and there are few places more fitting for that mind than in a classroom. Your heart is strong, able to give so much with so little in return. Too little.’
‘How long were you starved of love and compassion? How long did you go on without the pleasures you deserved, or the comfort you had earned? A woman as perfect as you deserves so much more. You have brought joy to so many around you, both student and teacher, and even the parents of those you teach. Beneath your gorgeous, curvaceous body lies the heart and mind of a goddess… I saw that the moment I saw you, and I see that every day since we fell in love.’
‘I have waited for so long for this moment, but now it was time. All that I have worked for, all that I have faced, all of it was worth it for this single moment. Please, if you could meet with me, you would make me the happiest man in all of Tokyo.”
Sadayo stared at the message as it described her as a goddess. An actual goddess. I-it was so silly! So ridiculous! How did this thing get in her planner? Who left it for her?
Why did it seem so familiar…?
She shook her head side to side. More than likely, it was just another love letter from one of her graduating students. It wasn’t the first time this sort of thing had happened, and thankfully none of them had ever gone any farther than bashful confession or cute determination.
For a moment, Sadayo felt a chill run down her spine as darker memories played out in her mind. She pushed them away, having long conquered that particular demon thanks to her Akira.
The kind of confessions she got now were much nicer. The boys, and even a girl or two, were sweet and respectful. It was clear she was the first crush for many of her students, and it warmed her heart to see such brave students trying to woo her heart. She did her best to be gentle with their rejections, and most of them took the loss as gracefully as they could.
The simple fact was that her heart already belonged to another.
Oddly enough, the message didn’t say what time they would want to meet her. Sadayo just shrugged the message off, tossing it into her bag before she began her walk back home.
The trip back home was a simple one. She headed home without another thought wasted on the message. She wondered what she would do when she was home, but it didn’t take her mind to lock onto the most important thing to her.
As she entered her dark apartment, she thought of her boyfriend. She should still have plenty of time before she would have to call her Master. Maybe she had time to try and cook something nice for tonight, or maybe even enjoy a nice soak and relax before the night’s entertain-
That was when her heart stopped and her blood ran cold. The door closed. The front door to her apartment had just closed behind her, and she knew she hadn’t touched it. She felt a familiar chill run up her spine, but before she could even scream, she was blindfolded by an unseen force.
Her mouth opened to scream, only to be gagged as her assailant’s hands grabbed at her body. Sadayo’s heart was pounding in her chest, beating against her ribs as her eyes darted around the room. She looked at her exit points, her possible weapons, any chance to escape this attacker.
She feared the worse, even as she tried to hold onto hope. Would she be raped? Killed? Beaten to death? Maybe-
“Sadayo.”
Her thoughts stopped, and the tears in the corners of her eyes fell frozen. She didn’t move as the voice spoke again.
“Did you like the card I left you?”
And it was in that moment that the pieces fell into place and Sadayo saw the whole picture. Her eyes scanned over it as her mind replayed that voice over and over again. Tears began to fall down her face, but not ones of fear. Not pure fear, at least.
“I told you we would meet,” he chuckled, dragging his tongue against her ear, gently flicking it against her earlobe. She shuddered in his hands as he began to work, restraining her hands behind her back.
He tied a knot down on her wrists, locking them behind her back as Sadayo’s pussy twitched. She took a long, deep breath as her captor wasted no time. Her hands were trapped and he pushed her towards her bedroom. She obeyed, walking forward as her eyes stared straight ahead.
How in control was she? She felt like she was a robot, following her programming and coding. Maybe that was just the effect her captor’s identity had on her. She wasn’t sure...
But she knew that voice. It had an effect on her. It tingled her mind, tickled her skin, whispered into her ear even at a distance. It was almost supernatural, almost like mind control as she laid on her bed.
The captor soon cuffed her, locking her hands in place slightly above her head with some bondage gear they must have installed while she was gone. The room was dark, but she could see his silhouette climbing on top of her, laying on her.
He laughed, chuckling into her ear as his eyes looked her over. “So helpless,” he teased, and Sadayo shuddered as she felt his hands sliding under her shirt. She shivered, nibbling on her bottom lip as his nails gently scratched at her.
His fingers stroked her stomach, massaging her skin, but when she felt the tips of his fingers brush against her bra, her eyes widened and she couldn’t help but gasp. She heaved slightly, shaking against his touch as he laughed at her.
“You alright, sweetie?” he teased, his voice dripping with sugar as he began to tickle her sides. Her eyes widened again, but she could do nothing, even as a giggle escaped from her mouth.
Here she was, dealing with an intruder, a man who had captured her and was now playing with her like a toy and… and she was giggling. It was so mortifying, but she couldn’t help herself. Another giggle slipped out of her mouth as her legs kicked at her bed and her cheeks began to turn a bright shade of red.
“S-stop! Stop it! S-st-ahhaaha! S-stop phhat right now!” The gag muffled her voice, slurred her words, but he knew what she was saying. He didn’t stop, nor did he care. In fact, he seemed to pick up his efforts, working harder to tickle her, grinning ear to ear as she laughed.
“Nohoho! N-nooo! S-stahaha! Staahp!” she begged, and her slurred, giggle-filled pleas only seemed to amuse the dark captor. “W-w-whahmph!? Why!? W-why aow you dowing thi-eeeehehee!”
The man just laughed in reply, before he grabbed the hem of her shirt and began to pull it up. Sadayo felt her shirt being pulled up, right over her face, exposing her bra-covered tits. He lifted it up until the thing was caught on her wrists and he left it there, even letting her use it like a makeshift pillow of sorts.
Sadayo was in her bra before the stranger, panting as his fingers stroked the soft material covering her tits. She saw the glimmer of his teeth as he began to undo her bra, unclicking the front hook like he had done it a million times before. She struggled, but she couldn’t do anything as the bra came off and her large breasts popped free.
The teacher was topless, and she let out a quiet squeak as she felt his warm breath brush against her nipple. She squeezed her eyes shut, shaking as his breath flowed over her nipples again and again. He knew exactly what he was doing as her nipples began to harden from just his breath.
Then he stopped, but her respite only lasted for a moment. He placed his fingers against her nipples and he began to tease her and she let out a loud moan as he knew exactly how to hit her.
The tips of his fingers pushed down on her nipples, pushing into her tits as she moaned. The fact that her eyes were shut only made it worse as the pleasure of his touch felt… more. The blindfold might as well not have existed as her muffled moans slipped past her gag. Her mind focused on it, letting it fill her as he played with her nipples.
He pinched her nipples between his fingers, pulling them up, before bringing them back down. The captor twisted them, and she moaned as her legs pressed against one another. Her pussy was getting wet. Her panties were getting stained. Her mind was melting in her skull from just the way he played with her, and his voice only made it all so much worse.
“I’ve fantasized about you for months. Imagining this. I’ve been so hungry for you, Sadayo. I’m like an addict, and you are my drug. I need another hit. I need you for the rest of my life, and I will have you.”
“I’m sure everyone who sees you noticed these tits of yours first. They’re so huge. G-cups? H? God, have they gotten bigger since the last time I saw them? You little slut!” he laughed, and he dug his fingers into each tit, squeezing them and sending shockwaves through Sadayo’s body.
“N-no, s-stop it! Ahh!” Her back was arching as her pussy quivered against, pulsing with need, before her captor suddenly wrapped his lips around one of her nipples.
He was sucking on her nipple, sliding his tongue along them, smacking them against the small, hard nubs. Sadayo moaned loudly as his tongue darted against her nipple, driving her to squirm and moan as tears fell down her face.
Not tears of pain, but familiar tears of pleasure and ecstasy. The blindfold and gag left her defenseless and even more aware of his touch, unable to even consider ignoring what he was doing to her. He was driving her crazy, sending pulses of pleasure throughout her body as her pussy juices began to leak onto the bed.
His left hand continued to play with her nipple, pinching and even twisting it. She felt his thumb press down on it, before feeling his other hand sliding down along her body. Her heart was pounding against her ribs as her eyes widened. She knew exactly what he was doing, and she could do nothing to stop him.
She was utterly powerless, and that left her pussy glistening with arousal as his fingers inched closer and closer to her skirt. He took it in hand, and he lifted it slightly to better expose her panties. His fingers stroked the soft fabric as his voice growled in his ear.
“God, you’re already so wet. You fucking slut. How long have you wanted this? How long have you wanted a man to finger your little cunt and make you cum like the slut you are?”
She whimpered against her gag, trying to squeeze her legs together to better protect her cunt. Of course, it failed. His hand slipped in between them with ease as he continued to stroke her damp panties.
He stroked those panties for a few more moments, letting her feel his long, slender digits grinding against her cunt through the transparent fabric.
“Please, please don’t,” she cried through the gag. The captor laughed at her once again, before he grabbed her panties and tore them right off of her body.
The rip was so loud to Sadayo, almost deafening. It filled the room as he held the wet fabric before her eyes, waving it back and forth. He gently slapped her with it, before he tossed it aside, letting it fall to the floor as she shook her head. Tears continued to fall down her face as she tried to breathe.
“P-please, n-n-no!”
Her defenses were so weak. Almost non-existing. He gently rubbed his knuckle against her clit, before she felt the distinct shape of his finger being pushed into her. Just one, but they both knew she could take a lot more than that.
The finger moved back and forth, thrusting in and out of her, rubbing along the inside of her womanhood. She shuddered, shaking as another finger soon joined it. Two fingers pounded her pussy, sliding back and forth.
He kept fingering her, faster and harder, rubbing his thumb against the clit. Her pussy juices coated his fingers and leaked onto the bed as her moans filled the room. It felt so good. Every thrust was sending shivers throughout her body as she panted and moaned, eyes rolling into her skull.
The slushing symphony of his fingerfucking filled her head. It was like liquor making her drunk, making it so hard to think.
“Fuck, fuck fuuuck!” she screamed, tears of bliss falling down her face. Her whole body was quivering, her toes were curling against the sheets as she raised her hip and humped the air. Her body was out of control. Well, out of her control.
Her intruder had full control over her. Her body betrayed her, giving itself to him, becoming his puppet. Her pussy juices left his fingers slick as he added another finger, giving him three fingers to fuck her.
Her body craved his touch, and it was clear that her captor was more than happy to give her what she wanted. Drool began to leak out of her mouth as she felt herself falling apart for him. She licked her own drool, wiping it along her lips as she panted, pussy tightening around his dick.
This man was so fucking cruel, and that made him amazingly good for the naughty, little teacher. His fingers were too impossibly good, fingering her cunt and rubbing against the inner walls. It was like he was stroking her G-spot, leaving her only to moan and cry out in pleasure.
“Cum for me, slut. Cum for your Master.”
No matter how she tried to fight it, no matter how hard she tried to control her euphoric body, nothing could stop it. She was falling, spiraling down into a pool of deviant ecstasy. She felt herself hang over the edge for just a moment… before the man shoved her off, and she came on the fingers of her captor.
Sadayo’s body spasmed, going wild with pleasure as the waves of euphoria shot through her. Her pussy humped his fingers as she squirted onto him and onto the bed, twitching tightly around his three fingers. The tips of her toes dug into the bed as her hips rose up, shaking in the air, before falling back down onto the bed.
Sadayo laid on her bed, panting in a pool of her own juices. Her eyes opened, staring into the darkness of her blindfold as her tongue licked the inside of her gag. She was trying to catch her breath despite knowing that this ordeal was far from over.
The teacher felt her attacker grab her by the hips and lift her body up. He controlled her body like she had no will of her own, and maybe she didn’t when it came to him. He bent her forward, and with what little of her mind she had left, Sadayo uttered out a weak plea for mercy.
“P-please,” her quiet voice whimpered. “P-please. S-slow down. D-don’t… don’t do…”
There was no mercy though. Her captor gave her a quiet laugh and a sharp-tooth grin, before he grabbed hold of her legs. He spread them apart and pushed his head forward, pressing his lips against her cunt and dragging his tongue against the moist slit.
She cried out in pleasure as his tongue ravaged her. Her cunt was already riding on the aftershocks of ecstasy, sensitive from her last orgasm. He licked and licked, smacking his tongue against her pussy lips. He moaned at the taste of her womanhood and juices and those moans shot up her body, making her shiver and tremble from the pleasure again and again.
The man was trying to drink up all of her juices, slurping and even nibbling on her pussy as the seconds ticked by. Of course, drinking her juices was like trying to drink a lake. There was just more and more of it leaking out, spilling onto his face as Sadayo mewled in pleasure.
She felt his tongue penetrate her cunt, smacking against the inside of her womanhood as her juices coated his lips and chin. Sadayo tried to think, but it was so fucking hard.
Probably like his cock right now.
Impossible to think. Her mind was being taken over by the madness of pleasure, and that insanity began to control her body like a puppet. She had touched herself plenty of times since Akira left, but this was different. This was the touch of a man, a man who knew what he wanted. A dominating, powerful man…
She had missed this feeling for so long, and she was ashamed to admit that she was humping his face. The mature woman ground her cunt against his face, feeling her clit rubbing against his clit, or feeling his tongue licking the inside of her wet quim.
Sadayo was so close to cumming, but she knew she wouldn’t. Not because she physically couldn’t, but because the man wouldn’t let her, and her fears were soon confirmed. He pulled away from her pussy, leaving her panting, desperate for his finishing touches. Her body fell onto the bed as she kicked at the sheets and pulled on the cuffs to no avail.
Her thrashings mixed with her cries. Not pleas for mercy, but something else, something much more twisted. “Fuck me,” she begged through the gag and tears. “F-fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!”
She wanted to be rammed full of his cock. She wanted to feel his monster plowing her cunt, slamming in and out of her, dripping his precum inside her womanhood, before his semen filled her womb.
“D-don’t sta-ahp. P-please… I-I wanna cum…”
And so he did. He did it in the position she had fantasized about for weeks. A matting press, with her body press down into her bed as he hung over her. She couldn’t see his cock, but she could feel that beast rubbing along her lower lips, gently pecking her.
He slid his shaft up and down, getting it nice and wet for him, before he thrusted forward, slamming the entire length of the meaty marvel into her. Her eyes widened behind her blindfold, and she let out an echoing cry of joy as she was filled .
She had craved this for so long, and now she was finally getting it. She was being plowed like a bitch in heat, and her pussy juices were soon coating his thick member. Her cunt squeezed and embraced the shaft, stroking every inch of it as it fucked her.
Her job had always given her a sense of fulfillment as a person, but this was something else entirely. It was her purpose as a woman to submit to a cock like this, to feel it pounding deeper into her womb, kissing the entrance of it with the bulbous tip.
He pulled her gag off, as if knowing exactly what she wanted to do next...
“Yes, yes, yes! Please, more! More!” She was breaking. Every thrust was like a hammer, cracking her shell and freeing the slut inside. She had pretended for so long to be normal, to be sane, but the truth was she was a cock hungry slut.
“Keep fucking me! You can have me! D-do whatever you want to me! I-I-” She knew she shouldn’t. She knew these words would be damning, but fuck it. She’d happily damn herself if it meant spending the rest of her life with him.
They’d burn in hell together.
“I love you! I love the way you fuck me! Ahh, look at the way my tits bounce! They’re yours! All yours! I’m yours! I’m your little slut!”
“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Who do you belong to?”
“You! You! I belong to you, Ma-aaah! Master!”
Her answer was met with a faster pounding. The bed was rocking under them as he played with his toy, fully wanting her to break in his hands.
“You know, I’m not just going to let this be a one night-ahh… A one night stand.” He was moaning and panting, just like her, but anyone listening would know that she was practically screaming in pleasure by now. “I’m going to put a bun in your oven. Impregnate you with my baby, slut.”
Her eyes widened as he leaned down, as closely as he could as he growled into her ear. “I bet you fucking love that, you dirty whore…”
She could have denied it. She could have told him no, she didn’t want this. She could have sworn her life on it, but it still would have been a lie.
The truth was, she wanted this man’s baby. “Do it,” she begged, licking the air lewdly. “Fucking put a baby in me. Please, Master! I want your child! I want to raise them, have you both sucking on my tits, I want it! I want your cum, Master, please! Make me yours!”
Her captor grinned and he proceeded to fuck her even faster. His balls smacked against her body as the bed springs groaned beneath them. His cock throbbed inside of her, the cum ready to burst until… it did.
He came, and Sadayo wished she had the words to describe the sensation. It was like the biggest load of her life being shot right inside of her, coating the inside of her cunt. Even while he was cumming, he fucked her, slamming the tip of his dick against her G-spot. He pounded her as semen spewed out of her filled pussy.
She came with him, of course. She screamed in pleasure, fingers tightened into fists as she howled with joyous, blissful pleasure. She came on his cock until her whole body was shaking, like someone had stuffed a dozen climaxes in one explosive orgasm.
Their juices stained the bed even as her body went limp and collapsed onto the bed.
There lied Sadayo, restrained, used, and utterly fucked into a delicious mess. Anyone who saw her would have seen her sweaty flesh and cum filled pussy, but they would also see something else. A huge smile complete with tears streaming down her face
“Welcome home… Master.”
Akira chuckled, pecking her forehead, before he kissed the trail her tears had left behind. The kisses were soft, showing the other side of their bond. A gentle, loving passion that warmed her heart.
The younger man gave her one of his hands to hold before he laid by her side, embracing her and letting their sweaty bodies cuddle against one another. Sadayo moaned as she squeezed him with weakened fingers. She could feel his seed slowly leaking out of her, and even with the restraints on, she felt safe.
Nowhere felt safer than his arms… Akira held her close to his chest as she breathed in his familiar musk.
Eventually he released her. Eventually. Once he did, she sighed with relief, stroking her wrists. She then delivered a harsh slap to his arm, making the infamous thief pout.
“You scared me half to death you jerk! I cannot believe you! You broke into my house!?”
“For the second time.”
“You…! Gah,” she groaned, crossing her arms under her large breasts.
“Hey, I’m sorry,” he chuckled. He pecked her cheek, and Sadayo’s frown slowly rose up. He kissed her lips this time, and she sighed. “I’m really, really sorry, but it was nice, right? Just a little bit?”
“Yeah, yeah… I guess,” she muttered, her cheeks a rosy shade of red. Suddenly she kissed him, and his eyes widened as his own cheeks began to turn the scarlet shade as hers. “That was a thanks for… for this,” she mumbled, and Akira chuckled as he squeezed his lover.
“I love you,” he cooed, and she smiled back as she nuzzled her head against his chest.
“And I you… you dork.”
After a few minutes, Sadayo commented, “I’m surprised to see you here. I thought with graduation, you wouldn’t be coming for at least another month.”
“My graduation was done sooner than the one here in Tokyo, so I decided to surprise you and the rest of my gang,” he explained. “It was great seeing everyone again, but it was even better surprising you,” he smirked and Sadayo giggled at her trouble maker.
“You haven’t changed…”
“Would you want me to?”
“No, I guess not…” Sadayo glanced down at her pussy, and her mind thought back to what he had said. Considering the state of her cum-filled cunt, she might actually end up pregnant now… Wouldn’t that be something...
“Are you thinking about it too? What if I got you pregnant?” he asked, chuckling a bit. Sadayo’s eyes widened, and she gave him a confused glance.
“I’m not a student anymore. I’m a man now,” he explained. “A man who can decide his own fate…”
“What are you-?” He ignored her and she watched as he got off the bed and picked up his pants. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a small black box, and Sadayo swore her heart stopped for a moment.
“Y-you’re not-”
“Sadayo Kawakami.” He opened the box, and there was a bright, shining gem sitting atop a ring staring back at her. When Sadayo looked closely, she noticed how similar it was to the one they had gotten in Hawaii together, but this one had real jewels.
A bright, shining diamond, and even opals and rubies. Their favorite colors…
With cum still dripping from the naked Sadayo’s cunt, she watched as he went down on one knee, and properly proposed to her. “Will you marry me?”
Sadayo’s jaw hung low as her brain slowly pieced it together. He was proposing to her. He was an adult now. An adult proposing to her…
“I swear to work hard to support us, and while I can’t promise an easy path ahead, I can promise that I’ll always do my best to support us. I swear to love you, cherish you, to be with you every step of the way. We’ll come out to our friends and family together, and whatever we endure, we’ll do it together. So…”
He tried so hard to hide the crack in his voice, but not even he could do this without a bit of fear and anxiety. Akira’s face was red as he spoke, slowly and deliberately. “Will you marry me?”
“You… you stupid fool,” she sniffled. “You… you…” You always find a way to make me happier than I ever thought possible. She couldn’t say the words, but the smile on his face told her he knew exactly what she was trying to say.
She nodded her head and he took the ring and placed it on her finger. “It won’t be easy,” she sniffled.
“Beginnings never are, but this is our new start. We-mmph?!” Akira was silenced by a quick and powerful kiss from his girl… from his fiance.
This was a new chapter in their lives. Their stories were interwoven now, a part of one another’s lives. They had begun as student and teacher, and along the way they even became a master and maid, but now they were something more.
The future was theirs to face. It wouldn’t be easy, but they would have one another as husband and wife. That was more than enough to face down any challenge awaiting them.
