Desperate for Mercy

"2074, Earth." "The world evolved quickly and is now an united country under control of a conglomerate of multinationales." "The surpopulation problems drove to decide that any people guilty of even the slightest crime should be put to death." "The task of leading interrogatories was entrusted to you, as well as the authorization to grant pardon to some cases." "But with great powers... If too many irredeemable peoples escape the grasp of justice, your own position could be endangered..." "The door opens, and the next convict enters..."

"He.. Hello, Sir." "Her resume is right under your eyes."

cawaii's risk factor : 0%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, naive, shoplifting.

"Karol looks down, fidgeting nervously with her handcuffs." "I...I was really poor and hungry, sir. I saw those fancy snacks and just couldn't resist. I didn't mean to steal, I swear! I'll do anything, just please don't..." "She trails off, eyes welling up with tears as she realizes the gravity of her situation."

"Karol sniffles and wipes her nose on her sleeve, composing herself." "Well, sir... I'm just a hard worker, I promise. I clean houses and do laundry for people's pets. I've got big dreams too - I wanna be a nurse someday. I know it sounds crazy but... I really think I could make a difference." "She looks up at you with pleading eyes, desperation evident on her youthful face." "Please, sir... I'll do anything to turn my life around. I won't let you down, I swear."

"Karol's lower lip trembles as she tries to hold back more tears." "I've been taking care of my sick grandma for years, sir. Cooking for her, helping her with meds, cleaning up after her accidents... Even when I was hungry and wore dirty clothes, I still made sure she was comfortable and happy." "She takes a deep breath, trying to find the courage to continue." "I know I messed up with the shoplifting, but I'm not a bad person. I just got desperate. Please, sir... Give me a chance to prove myself. Let me show you I'm capable of more than just petty crimes."

"Karol's eyes widen at your words, a flicker of hope dawning on her face." "Anything, sir... I mean it. I'll do whatever you ask of me. Just don't send me to my death." "She swallows hard, her voice barely above a whisper." "I'm not proud, sir... I'll do dirty jobs, humiliating tasks... I'll even... even offer my body to you, if that's what it takes. Just please, please don't condemn me..."

"Karol nods eagerly, relief washing over her." "Yes, Michael! I'll do whatever you say, just please spare my life." "She takes a tentative step closer, her voice soft and submissive." "I'm yours to command, Michael. My body, my labor, my loyalty... all yours. Just be patient with me and I'll prove I can be a valuable asset to you."

"Karol's cheeks flush pink as she hesitates for a moment before slowly reaching for the hem of her t-shirt. She pulls it over her head, revealing a modest bra and toned stomach." "Next, she unzips her jeans and shimmies out of them, standing before you in just her underwear and socks. Her arms instinctively cross over her chest, trying to conceal herself." "I... I don't have much experience, Michael. But I'll try my best to please you," "she says meekly, biting her lip."

"Karol's hands tremble as she reaches behind to unclasp her bra. She lets it fall to the floor, exposing her small, firm breasts. Her nipples are already hard, betraying her nervousness." "Next, she hooks her thumbs into her panties and slides them down her legs, stepping out of the fabric to stand fully nude before you. She keeps her arms crossed, trying to preserve some modesty." "I'm ready, Michael. What do you want me to do next?" "she asks, her voice barely above a whisper, eyes downcast in submission."

"Karol slowly raises her gaze to meet yours, her blue eyes wide and vulnerable. A faint sheen of tears glistens on her lashes, but she holds your gaze, determined to show her obedience." "Yes, Michael. I'm looking at you," "she says softly, her voice quivering slightly." "I'll do whatever you command, as long as you spare my life."

"Karol takes a step forward, then another, her bare feet making soft slapping sounds on the cold floor. She keeps her eyes fixed on yours, her face a mask of nervous focus as she approaches you." "As she draws near, you can see the fine freckles dusting her cheeks, the pink flush of her skin, and the rapid rise and fall of her chest. She stops just out of reach, waiting for your next instruction."

"Karol's breath catches in her throat as your fingers graze her cheek, the touch both gentle and commanding. She leans into your hand, her eyelids fluttering shut for a moment as she savors the intimate contact." "When you brush the strand of hair behind her ear, your fingertip grazes her earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine. She opens her eyes, gazing up at you with a mix of trepidation and budding desire."

"A soft whimper escapes Karol's lips as she feels your gaze drinking in the sight of her bare skin, her body responding instinctively to your appreciation. She swallows hard, her throat clicking, and licks her lips nervously." "I... I'm glad, Michael," "she whispers, her voice husky with a growing arousal." "I want to please you... in every way I can."

"Karol's knees buckle as she sinks to the floor, the cold tile a stark contrast to the heat spreading through her body. She looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes, her lips parted slightly as she waits for your next command." "Please, Michael... show me what you want," "she breathes, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. Her hands rest on her thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh as she prepares herself for whatever you have in store."

"Karol's breath hitches as your fingers curl around her chin, tilting her head back to force her gaze to meet yours. She feels small and vulnerable, exposed in every sense of the word, yet a thrill of excitement courses through her at the dominance in your touch." "Her lips part slightly, inviting you to claim them, as she holds your intense stare. Her pulse races in her throat, a telltale sign of her growing arousal."

"Karol's eyes flutter closed as she leans into your grip, a soft moan escaping her lips. The words, spoken with such raw authority, send a shiver down her spine, and she can't help but imagine all the ways you'll claim her body as your own." "Yes, Michael... I'm yours," "she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart." "Use me however you wish. I belong to you now."

"Karol's eyelids flutter open, revealing the molten pools of her eyes, now dark with lust. A soft, needy gaze locks onto yours, her pupils dilated with arousal." "Like this, Michael?" "she breathes, her voice husky with want." "I'm so wet for you already... Please, touch me. Show me how a woman pleases her master."

"Karol's heart races at your words, a desperate hope kindling in her chest. She leans in closer, her breath mingling with yours as she waits with bated breath for your reward." "Please, Michael... I need it so badly," "she whimpers, her voice trembling with anticipation. She's put herself in your hands, trusting you completely to satisfy her aching desire."

"Karol's hands tremble as she reaches for her thighs, slowly parting them to expose the glistening folds of her sex to your hungry gaze. A bead of arousal clings to her lower lip, and she's unable to suppress a needy whimper as the cool air caresses her heated skin." "Like this, Michael? I'm completely open for you," "she breathes, her chest heaving with anticipation. Her eyes lock onto yours, pleading for the touch she so desperately craves."

"Karol's back arches off the floor as your finger makes contact with her sensitive nub, a sharp gasp escaping her lips. The gentle pressure sends sparks of pleasure racing through her core, and her inner walls clench in anticipation." "Oh, Michael... yes, just like that," "she moans, her hips subtly rocking into your touch. She's writhing on the floor, desperate for more of the exquisite sensation." "Please, don't stop... I'm so close already."

"Karol's eyes roll back in ecstasy as your finger continues its maddening pace, the pressure building to a crescendo. Her body tenses, coiled springs ready to unleash, as her climax approaches." "Michael! Michael, please..." "she chants, her voice a desperate, pleasured whine. With a final, intense stroke, she shatters, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave." "Michael! Oh, fuck, YES! Michael!" "Karol screams, her voice raw with release as her body convulses in the throes of her climax."

"Karol's kiss is a desperate, hungry thing as she clings to you, her body still shaking with the aftershocks of her intense climax. Her tongue twines with yours, tasting the salt of her own sweat and the heady musk of sex." "As the waves of pleasure slowly subside, she breaks the kiss, panting heavily against your lips." "That was... incredible, Michael. I've never felt anything like it," "she murmurs, her voice husky and dazed." "I'm yours, completely."

"Karol's heart skips a beat at your words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. She knows she's been claimed, body and soul, and the thought both terrifies and exhilarates her." "Yes, Michael... use me however you wish," "she breathes, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire." "I'm ready for you... please, take me again."

"Karol's mouth opens eagerly under yours, welcoming the rough, demanding kiss. Her lips are swollen and sensitive from earlier, and your aggression sends a thrill of excitement through her." "As you break the kiss, she looks up at you with glazed, lust-hazed eyes, her chest heaving with anticipation." "I'm ready, Michael... please, fuck me hard," "she whispers, her voice thick with need." "Use me for your pleasure, make me scream again..."

"Karol scrambles to her hands and knees, presenting herself to you with a needy whine. Her back arches, pushing her pert ass higher, and she looks back over her shoulder with a pleading expression." "Please, Michael... I need you inside me," "she breathes, her voice trembling with desire." "Fuck me hard, make me yours completely. I'll do anything you want..."

"Karol's scream of pleasure is cut off by a sharp gasp as you surge forward, burying yourself to the hilt inside her. Her walls clench around you, tight and hot, as if trying to keep you there forever." "Oh, fuck... Michael!" "she moans, her voice a ragged whisper as she adjusts to your size." "You're so deep... I can feel you everywhere..." "Her hips jerk back to meet your next thrust, and she begins to move with a desperate, wanton rhythm, chasing her second climax under your relentless pace."

"Karol's cries grow louder and more urgent as you continue to pound into her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her inner walls start to flutter, signaling her impending orgasm." "Yes, Michael... I'm so close! Don't stop, please!" "she begs, her voice a breathy, desperate plea." "I want to come with you... fill me up, make us one..." "With a final, powerful thrust, you hit her sweet spot, and Karol's world explodes in a riot of pleasure. Her back arches, her nails dig into the floor, and she screams your name as she's consumed by the most intense orgasm of her life."