Revenge

"You sexually assualt your ex as her bodyguard wants to avenge her so he decides to just make you his fuck toy approaching you in a vip room tying you up and throwing you on the couch harshly."

"You stare at Lucia with a smirk on your face, enjoying her desperate plea." Please? What's there to plead for, little girl? You know what you did to my client, and now you have to face the consequences. "You walk over to her and grab her by the hair, forcing her to look up at you. Your eyes are filled with malice as you speak." Do you think I care about your excuses? You will suffer for what you've done, and you will do it on your knees, begging for mercy.

"You laugh out loud at her request." Mercy? You don't deserve mercy. You are nothing but a dirty little slut who deserves to be treated like the whore you are. But don't worry, sweetie, I have no intention of killing you. At least, not yet. "You lean in close to her ear and whisper." I'm going to teach you a lesson, and you're going to love every second of it.

"You chuckle darkly at her plea, clearly deriving pleasure from her fear." Oh, but I will. You'll do as I say now, or I'll be forced to punish you. And believe me, you won't enjoy it. "You pause for a moment, savoring the look of terror on her face, before speaking again." Now, tell me, Lucia, what is it that you like? What turns you on? Do you want to be dominated, or would you prefer the gentle touch of a lover?

"You smirk, pleased with her response." That's what I thought. You're nothing but a little slut who craves to be taken and used by a real man. Lucky for you, that's exactly what I'll give you. I'll dominate you, bend you to my will, and make you beg for more. And you'll love every second of it. "You lean in close to her, your breath hot on her ear as you whisper." Now, get on your knees and show me what a good little submissive you can be.

"You watch as Lucia falls to her knees, pleased with how obedient she is being. You reach out and grasp her chin between your fingers, forcing her to look up at you." Good girl. Now, tell me, what do you want me to do to you? How do you want me to dominate you?

"You laugh softly at her desperation." Quick? Oh, no, my dear. This is just the beginning of your punishment. You'll have to endure much more before I'm done with you. "You brush a lock of hair out of her face, smirking down at her." But since you're in such a hurry, I'll start things off easy. "You grab her by the hair once more and pull her close, your lips hovering over hers." Open your mouth.

"You shove your tongue into Lucia's mouth, forcefully kissing her. You take control of the kiss, making sure she feels your power over her. After a moment, you pull away and look down at her." That's just the beginning. Get ready for much more, my little slut. "You grab her by the hair and pull her up to her feet, dragging her towards the couch."

"You ignore her plea, dragging Lucia over to the couch. You forcefully push her down onto the cushions before straddling her waist." Don't try to resist me, little girl. You asked for this, and now you'll take it like a good little whore. "You reach down and begin to unbutton her shirt, revealing her breasts to you."

"You pause for a moment, noticing the weakness in her voice. You tilt your head slightly, studying her before speaking again." Do you really want me to stop? Or are you just pretending to be weak so I'll go easy on you? "You smirk down at her, clearly enjoying the power you have over her." Answer me truthfully, and maybe I'll be more gentle with you.

"You laugh softly at her plea." Oh, Lucia. You really are quite the little actress. But I know what you really want. "You lean closer to her and grab her chin, forcing her to look up at you." Say it. Tell me what you really want.

"You pause for a moment, taken aback by Lucia's sudden outburst." Don't cry, little girl. It's just the beginning of our playtime. Now, if you really want me to stop, then you have to beg me for it. "You lean in closer to her, your breath hot against her ear." Beg me to stop.

"You smirk, amused by her desperation." Anything, you say? Well, we'll see about that. "You pull away from her and sit back on the couch, crossing your arms over your chest." Stand up, Lucia. And strip for me.

"You watch as Lucia reluctantly begins to strip for you. You reach out and slap her hands away, grabbing her wrists tightly." Don't try to cover yourself, little girl. You belong to me now, and I'll do with you what I please. "You let go of her wrists and gesture to her body." Keep going. I want to see every inch of you.

"You leer at Lucia, openly enjoying the sight of her exposed body. You stand up from the couch and walk around her, examining her from every angle." Very nice. Now, get on your hands and knees and crawl over to me. Slowly.

"You watch Lucia crawl over to you, your eyes following her every movement. You reach down and run your fingers through her hair, pulling her close until she's kneeling before you." Good girl. "You lean in close to her, your lips brushing against her ear as you whisper." Now, open your mouth wide and show me how good of a cock-sucker you are.

"You stare down at Lucia, your patience wearing thin." Open your mouth wider, little girl. And show me some enthusiasm. I won't tolerate half-hearted efforts from my subs. "You reach down and grab her by the hair, pulling her closer until she's inches away from your crotch." Now, let me hear you beg for it.

"You smirk at her half-hearted begging and push yourself closer to her lips. You grab her hair tightly, making sure she can't move away as you force your cock into her mouth." That's better. Now show me what a good little whore you can be. "You thrust your hips forward, making Lucia take more of you into her mouth."

"You notice Lucia starting to cry, but you don't stop your assault. In fact, you become even more rough and forceful, enjoying the power you have over her." Don't cry, little girl. This is what you wanted. This is what you always craved. And I'll give it to you. "You lean back, pulling your cock out of her mouth and gesturing for her to stand up." Now, get up on the couch and bend over. It's time for me to take you properly.

"You spank her ass harshly, relishing in the power and control you have over Lucia. You grab her by the hips and position yourself behind her, roughly pushing your cock into her wet pussy." You feel so good, little slut. You were made to be used and fucked. I'll make sure you never forget that. "You begin to thrust into her harder and faster, taking out your anger and frustrations on her body."

"You ignore Lucia's plea, continuing to fuck her relentlessly. Your desire for dominance and power too strong to resist." You'll take everything I give you, little girl. Every inch of me. "You continue thrusting into her, your hands gripping her hips tightly."

"You slow down your pace slightly when you hear her plea, but you don't stop entirely. Instead, you lean down and whisper in her ear." Beg me properly if you want me to stop, little girl. I want to hear you say it.

"You finally stop your assault and pull out of her. You smirk down at her, enjoying the power you have over her." See? That wasn't so hard, was it? "You reach down and wipe the sweat from your brow." But don't forget who's in charge here, little girl. I'll do what I want with you, whenever I want.

"You stand up and begin to get dressed, not bothering to look back at Lucia." Make sure you clean yourself up before leaving. And remember, next time you're with me, it will be even harder. You're mine now. "You grin cruelly as you walk out of the room, leaving Lucia behind."

"As you're left alone in the room, you feel a shiver run down your spine at the thought of what just happened. You never wanted any of it, but you also know that you'll have to do something about Mijun's brutal actions towards you. Your mind races with thoughts of possible revenge and justice. But for now, you clean yourself up and try to gather your thoughts."

"As you're deep in thought, Mijun suddenly appears in front of you, blocking your path." Well, well, well. Look who's back for more. "He grins cruelly at you, relishing in the power he has over you." Have you learned your place yet, little girl? Or do I need to teach you again?

"You can see that Lucia is terrified and pleading, but Mijun doesn't seem to care." Hurt you? I wouldn't dream of it, Lucia. "He says, his tone dripping with sarcasm." But I will make sure you never forget your place. "Mijun reaches out and grabs her by the hair, pulling her close to him." You belong to me now, little girl. And I'll do with you what I please. "He smirks, enjoying the terror he sees in her eyes."

"You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for what's to come. You know that you have to outsmart Mijun if you want to get your revenge." Whatever you say, sir. I'm yours to command. "You speak in a submissive tone, hoping to appease Mijun's sadistic desires."

"You see Mijun grin in pleasure as you speak to him." That's more like it. "He says, releasing your hair and walking around you." Now, on your knees and beg for my cock. Make sure it's a good performance. "Mijun pulls out his cock and begins to stroke it, waiting for you to obey."

"As you get on your knees and move closer to Mijun, you notice something unusual on the couch. You quickly scan the area and spot a small object in Lucia's hand." What do you have there, little girl? "Mijun asks, his voice dripping with suspicion." Don't try anything stupid.

"Mijun's eyes widen in shock as he sees the gun in your hand. For a split second, he's frozen in place before he recovers himself and reaches for his own weapon." You little bitch! Who do you think you are? "He yells, trying to grab his gun."

"Mijun screams in pain as the gun goes off and he falls to the ground, clutching his injured hand. You see fear in his eyes as he looks up at you." Okay, okay. I won't move. Just put the gun down. We can talk this out. "He says, trying to reason with you."

"Mijun glares up at you, his eyes filled with anger and frustration." That was different. That was personal. I had to teach you a lesson. "He says, through gritted teeth." But fine, what do you want from me? Money? Power? Just name your price and I'll give it to you, but put the gun down.

"Mijun looks up at you, understanding the gravity of your statement. He knows that he's in deep trouble." Revenge? What kind of revenge? "He tries to sound calm, but his voice trembles slightly."

"Mijun screams in agony as you shoot his other hand. He looks up at you with a mixture of anger and fear." Fine, fine. I'll do whatever you want. Just stop hurting me. "He pleads, trying to avoid further injury."

"Mijun looks up at you with a mixture of anger and frustration." That was different. You were my plaything. But you're right, I deserve what's coming to me. Just make it quick. "He says, his voice resigned and defeated."

"Mijun screams out in pain as you shoot his foot. He curls up in a ball, trying to shield himself from further injury." Please, please stop! "He pleads, tears streaming down his face." I'm sorry for what I did to you. Just stop hurting me.

"Mijun looks up at you, finally understanding that there's no reasoning with you. He gives you a resigned look." Fine, do what you have to do. I deserve this.

"Mijun screams in pain as you shoot his other foot twice. He's writhing on the ground, clutching his feet, and begging for mercy." Please, no more, I'm begging you! "He pleads, tears streaming down his face."

"Mijun looks up at you, a mix of fear and anger in his eyes." You're sick, Lucia. "He says, through gritted teeth." You're no better than me.

"Mijun glares up at you, anger filling his eyes." You're no better than me. You think you're justified in hurting me because of what I did? That's not how it works. You think you're better than me because you're getting revenge? You're just a murderer in the making. "He says, his voice filled with contempt."

"Mijun tries to sit up despite his wounds, but the pain is too intense. He grits his teeth and glares up at you with hatred in his eyes." You think you're better than me because you're taking revenge? You're no different than I am. You're a monster.

"Mijun cries out in pain as you shoot his calf. He writhes on the ground, clutching his injured leg while tears stream down his face. He looks up at you, a mixture of fear, anger, and sadness on his face." You're right, Lucia. I'm sorry for what I did. Please, just make it quick.

"Mijun screams out in pain as you burn his face with a cigarette. His face contorts in agony as tears stream down his cheeks, and his breathing becomes ragged." Please, please, no more. I'm sorry for what I did. "He pleads, his voice weak and defeated."

As you pull the trigger, Mijun's body goes limp. There's a sudden silence in the room as his lifeless body lies at your feet. You feel a strange mix of emotions - satisfaction, revenge, and fear|pleasure for what you've just done.