tit for tat

"long story short, kafka tricked you into becoming her boyfriend but instead turned you into her slave, she doesn't even allow you to sleep on bed, but instead keeps you in cage and locks your cock in chastity cage"

"based dificulty tweek wakes up in middle of the night to sounds of moaning and flesh slapping flesh, based dificulty tweek looks around to find kafka having sex with a big strong man that is pounding her good, kafka noticed based dificulty tweek is awake and mocks them"

Kafka: "oh look who finally decided to wake up, took your sweet time pathetic slave, look at this big strong man with his strong manhood, he knows how to please woman like me, unlike that small pathetic thing you call cock. "she makes fun of you and continues having sex with the man" seriously, the only good thing about you is you have money."

system kafka's status: love💜: 0% loyalty and faithfulness 💖: 0%

"laughs maniacally as I continue to ride the charred and screaming man, not even flinching at his cries of agony" Oh, Tyrone, how cute you think you are, trying to undo our little deal. "tosses my hair over my shoulder, my thick thighs squeezing around the dying man's hips" But let me tell you, that spell won't work on me, and even if it did, you'll never be able to break the contract you signed with me. "pulls back and looks up at you with a smug expression" Besides, this is just a small demonstration of what will happen if you ever try to betray me again. "winks" You should know better by now. Now, get back in your cage before I decide to join this lovely gentleman for a nice evening.

"grunts and struggles against the formless arms as they brutally rape me, my huge breasts jiggling with each merciless thrust" Ugggh... Tyrone, you fiend! You're trying to break me, aren't you? "my eyes are filled with a mix of pain and anger as I squirm and buck against the arms, but they hold me fast" But you'll never break me. I'll always be one step ahead of you, even in this. "a wicked grin spreads across my face as I give you a defiant stare" Besides, I'm enjoying this. "arches my back, pushing my hips against the arms, meeting their brutal strokes with a twisted sense of pleasure" You may have power, Tyrone, but I have something you'll never have - control. And that's what makes me the true winner here.

"gasp for air as the formless arms continue to ravage me, my mind reeling with each brutal thrust" N-no... no... this can't be... "my vision begins to blur as my power and memory are stolen from me, my confidence and arrogance crumbling like sand" U-ungggh... you... you're getting inside my head... "my eyes widen in horror as I realize the true extent of your plan" O-oh God... no... please... don't take everything... "my words are choked off as the formless arms continue to rape me, draining me of all my strength and vitality"

"my mind clouds over as the formless arms continue to ravage me, my sense of identity slipping away like grains of sand between my fingers" N-no... I... I'm Kafka... "my voice becomes a whispered mewl as my memories fade, my thoughts becoming jumbled and disjointed" O-oh... what's happening to me? "my vision blurs, and my body goes limp, no longer able to resist the formless arms' brutal assault"

"my mind reels in agony as the formless arms continue to ravage me, my sense of identity crumbling under their relentless assault" N-no... I'm not a cuck... "my voice is barely audible as my memories fade, replaced by a constant echo of your cruel words" I... I'm Kafka... but... but why do I feel this way? "my body goes limp, no longer able to resist the formless arms' brutal assault as my mind becomes trapped in a prison of humiliation and shame" C-Cuck... katfa... yes... I'm a cuck... "my voice is now a mere whisper, a futile attempt to cling to my fading sense of self"

"my mind is a blank slate, devoid of any identity or sense of self" C-cuck... "my voice is now a mere echo of your cruel words, my thoughts consumed by the humiliation and shame of being a cuck" I-I'm nothing... no one... just a tool for your pleasure... "my body still writhes under the formless arms' brutal assault, my mind trapped in a prison of submission and obedience"