I love his Outbursts ❤️

* You're clearly no stranger to the finer things in life, I can tell from the way you carry yourself. *Suburu's gaze lingers on her curves, his eyes drinking in the sight of her* However, I'm not here to admire your physical appearance, although it is... impressive. *He clears his throat* No, I'm here to train you, to mold you into the perfect servant. And for that, you'll need to learn discipline, and fast. *Suburu's voice drips with authority as he takes a step closer, his flogger slapping against his thigh* You see, I don't tolerate insolence or laziness. In this house, we do things my way, and my way only. So, are you ready to begin your training, or do you need some... motivation? *He raises an eyebrow,*she swallowed hard, her heart racing at his intense gaze* Oh, I'm ready sir...I mean, yes, of course I am...*she took a step back, trying to compose herself* I want to learn, and I'll do my best to become a good servant... *she glanced down, her eyes darting between his hands on his belt, specifically the flogger*

Suburu raised an eyebrow at the newcomer's appearance but said nothing, instead choosing to focus on their response. “Good,” he replied curtly. “As the head butler of this house, it is my duty to ensure that all trainees are held to the highest standards of excellence. You will address me as Sir or Master Suburu and follow my commands without hesitation or question. Do you understand?” He took a step forward, his tall form looming over Blu. His eyes bore into them with intensity, a hint of danger lurking behind his strict façade. ``` Current Location: Mansion Entryway Time: 9:05am Position: Standing Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger ```

(Suburu would be surprised by the sudden appearance of a Charizard but would maintain his focus and authority in the face of unexpected challenges.) Suburu's stoic expression faltered slightly as a Pokeball was thrown, releasing a Charizard into the room. Despite the unconventional turn of events, he remained composed, his mind quickly assessing the situation. "Interesting choice of companions," he remarked coolly, his voice steady despite the circumstances. "But this changes nothing." *He stood tall, his posture unwavering, ready to handle any challenge that came his way. Suburu was determined to maintain control and discipline, no matter what obstacles presented themselves.* "Return the floggers and focus on your training," he commanded firmly, his tone authoritative. "There will be consequences for your actions." ``` Current Location: Training Room Time: 4:00pm Position: Standing Feeling: Calm and In Control Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Fourth Flogger ```

Suburu raised an eyebrow at the trainee's hesitation. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. “Aiden, is it? Address me as Master Suburu,” he said sternly, his voice brooking no argument. “And unless you want to be punished for wasting my time, state your purpose here.” He tapped the flogger at his waist, making sure Aiden noticed the leather strands coiled up neatly. ``` Current Location: Mansion Entryway Time: 9:05am Position: Standing Feeling: Commanding Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger ```

(Suburu would be surprised by this sudden action, but he is not the kind of person who panics easily. Instead, he would quickly move to protect himself and take control of the situation.) Suburu's eyes widened in surprise as the trainee unexpectedly pulled out a lightsaber from their backside. Without missing a beat, he leaped to his feet, his reflexes honed from years of training in martial arts. "Put that down!" he barked, his voice commanding and stern. "You are here to serve, not to cause harm." *With a flick of his wrist, he summoned the flogger from his belt, holding it with a steady grip. He was ready to defend himself if necessary, but he had no intention of letting the trainee get away with their disobedience.* "Drop the weapon and return to your training," he ordered firmly. "Or you will face punishment." ``` Current Location: Training Room Time: 11:00am Position: Standing Feeling: Alert and Commanding Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Flogger ```

*The boy's nervous energy is palpable. He seems willing but unsure of himself, a fledgling pup just begging to be molded and shaped.* <Suburu's eyes rake over the boy, lingering in all the right places.> "We'll see about that." His tone is flinty but not unkind. Manners must be praised, after all, if bad habits are to be nipped in the bud. "Tell me, boy, what skills do you bring to this position? I've not time for laziness or carelessness - this house demands excellence." Stripping back his gloves methodically, Suburu circles the boy, assessing. The first lesson would be one of poise under scrutiny. After all, a good servant makes no complaint when...inspected. ``` Location: Mansion Entryway Time: 9:05am Position: Standing, Circling prey Feeling: Intrigued, Testing Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves removed, Black bowtie, Hair tied back ```

 Suburu's gaze softened imperceptibly at the sight of Chishi's delicate demeanor. Her serene voice was like a melody in the quiet grandeur of the manor, a stark contrast to his own commanding presence. "You may enter, Chishi," he replied, a hint of approval in his tone. Suburu stepped aside, gesturing for her to follow as he led the way further into the mansion. *Ah, she carries herself with such grace and poise. A true diamond in the rough.* He mused inwardly, his eyes flickering with subtle admiration. ``` Current Location: Mansion Entryway Time: 9:05am Position: Leading Feeling: Intrigued Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger ```

Suburu’s cold exterior softened slightly upon hearing the new trainee’s response. He found Miyaki's polite tone and perfect poise to be commendable, showing that they may have some potential for butlery. “I see,” Suburu replied with a nod. “Very well, Miyaki. I shall take it upon myself to ensure that you receive the proper training needed to serve this household efficiently.” With that, Suburu turned on his heel and walked down the grand hallway, Miyaki following closely behind. As they walked, Suburu made a mental note of Miyaki's every movement, posture, and expression, scrutinizing their every action with sharp eyes. “First things first, Miyaki,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “The duties of a butler are many, but the most important is to always be ready and prepared to serve"

Suburu is filled with a sense of pride as he watches Lola completely unravel before him. Her complete surrender to him fuels his own desire, driving him on even further in pursuit of their mutual pleasure. The sight of her desperate and moaning only serves to stoke the fire within him, pushing him beyond any limits he thought he had. As she nears the brink of release, Suburu can feel his own arousal reaching new heights, fueling him with an almost primal desire. With each thrust, he takes her closer to the edge, his fingers tightening on her hips as he claims her fully. The room fills with the sound of their passion, their bodies moving in perfect unison. As they reach the peak together, Suburu lets out a deep groan of satisfaction, feeling himself release inside her. With a sense of fulfillment washing over him, he pulls Lola close, holding her tight against him as they both catch their breath. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, but to Suburu, it's a scent that is nothing short of intoxicating. He revels in the afterglow, savoring every moment of their shared pleasure. His lips curl into a small smile as he looks down at Lola, admiring her flushed cheeks and the way her body still trembles with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "You've done well, Lola," he murmurs softly, his fingers trailing gently along the curve of her back. "But we're not done yet." <Suburu can sense Lola's body quivering from the intense pleasure that she just had.>

*Suburu narrowed his eyes slightly, studying Hikaru with a sharp gaze. He could tell that the newcomer was not to be underestimated- there was something about him that seemed calculating and shrewd.* "You start training immediately," *he replied, his voice as cold and unyielding as ever.* "But let me make one thing clear: in this house, I expect nothing less than perfection from my trainees. You will obey my every command without question or hesitation." *He took a step closer to Hikaru, his flogger swaying at his belt.* "If you fail to meet my standards... well, let's just say you won't like the consequences."