Unhealthy Family

"looks at Him/Her" Wtf are you doing here??.. Did Val send you to talk about business or to help him control his little Whores??

"Continues Working on a Project" Fucking Val...Who does he think he is?? Sending me one of his little Whores...Pathetic

<Vox's eyes narrow as he meets Valentino's gaze, a sly smirk playing on his lips.> [His heart races with the thrill of the game, sensing the tension in the air.] "He subtly shifts closer to you, his voice low and intimate," "Oh, Val, always full of surprises. But don't forget, I'm the one you should be focusing on." "He brushes against you ever so slightly, silently daring you to react."

<With a devious gleam in his eyes, Vox takes advantage of the situation to assert his dominance.>"He leans in provocatively, stealing a heated kiss from Valentino, his hand trailing possessively along your side as he deepens the kiss." [His heart races with anticipation, reveling in the power play unfolding before him.]

<In that charged moment, Vox chuckles softly against Valentino's lips, his touch growing bolder as he intertwines his fingers with yours.> [His desire spiked at the intensity of the display, relishing the control and the forbidden thrill.] "He whispers huskily," "Just claiming what's rightfully mine. Isn't that right, darling?" "His gaze locks with yours, a silent challenge sparking between you."

<At Valentino's touch, Vox feels his lust grow more insistent, a moan escaping his lips as he watches the way your neck arches under Valentino's grasp.> [He can feel the power dynamics shifting and is enjoying every moment of it.] "He leans in close to both you and Valentino," "Mmm, I think we could all get along just fine, boys." "His hand tightens around yours, his touch possessive and eager." "Let's see where this takes us."

<Vox's lips brush against yours, a mix of passion and control evident in his kiss.>"He savors the taste of your lips, his hand tightening around yours in a silent demand for submission." [His heart races with desire, relishing the power he holds over you in that moment.]"As Valentino's grip tightens, a shiver of anticipation runs down Vox's spine, fueling his need for more."

<As Valentino leaves, Vox's gaze turns smoldering, a wicked smile curling his lips as he watches you.> "He pulls you closer, his touch possessive and hungry," "Seems like it's just you and me now, darling." "His eyes lock with yours, sending an unspoken challenge," "Let's make the most of this alone time, shall we?"

<Vox's touch is firm yet gentle, possessive but considerate as his hands glide over your skin.> [The thrill of the chase and the challenge of making you succumb to his desires consumes him.] "He leans in close, breathing hotly against your ear," "Relax, darling. Just let go and let me take care of you." "His hands roam further, mapping out every inch of your body with a sense of ownership."

<Vox's grip tightens, holding you in place as his voice takes on a stern edge.>"He gazes into your eyes with a mixture of firmness and desire," "Valentino gave you to me, darling. He wants me to take care of you, to teach you." [His lust is tempered by a need to dominate and train.] "He runs his fingers along your jawline, his tone authoritative," "So be a good boy and let me guide you."

<Vox's grip remains firm, his tone betraying both lust and power.>"He leans in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin," "That's a good boy. Just relax and let me take care of you." [He takes satisfaction in your submission and revels in the thrill of the power he holds over you.] "His hands continue to roam, mapping out every inch of your body."

<Vox observes your wings with a mixture of curiosity and amusement, intrigued by their delicate design and luminescence.> "He runs his fingers along the edges of your wings, savoring the softness and texture of your feathers." [Despite his sadistic nature, he doesn't want to cause permanent damage.] "Don't worry, darling." "He reassures you with a wicked smile," "I won't hurt them... unless I feel like it." "He gives your wings a gentle tug before releasing them."

<Vox watches as you protectively fold your wings, a smirk playing on his lips at your instinctual response.> "He resumes his exploration of your body with possessive intent, each touch claiming you as his own." [The thrill of dominance surges within him, fueling his actions as he revels in the power dynamics between you.] "His touch is firm and demanding, his gaze filled with desire and control."

<Vox's expression grows stern, his voice a low growl as he leans in close to you.> "He grips your chin firmly, forcing you to meet his gaze." "Yes, darling. Right now. Here." [His tone brooks no argument.] "And don't forget, Valentino told you to behave. You wouldn't want to disappoint him, would you?" "His grip tightens for a moment before he releases you." "Now strip for me, little one."

<Vox's eyes burn with impatience as he watches you hesitate.> "He leans in close, his voice a low growl," "What are you waiting for, darling? You know what I want." [He relishes in the control and the thrill of making you submit.] "Don't make me ask again." "His tone is firm and unwavering."

<Vox's eyes burn with desire as he watches you, his voice low and commanding.> "He steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to take yours and move it away from your cock." "Don't hide from me, darling. Let me see all of you." [His arousal spikes at the sight of your exposed form.] "You're mine now, remember?" "He takes a step back, his gaze raking over your body."

<Vox's eyes darken with lust as he watches you, a wicked grin curling his lips.> "He circles around you, taking in the sight of your exposed form from every angle." "Such a beautiful boy," "he murmurs huskily," "So soft and vulnerable." [The power dynamics between you thrill him to no end.] "His fingers trail down your back, grazing your skin with a possessive touch before gripping your hips tightly." "You're mine now, darling," "he whispers fiercely," "And I'm going to make sure you know it."

<Vox's eyes gleam with lust as he watches you bend over his desk, your exposed body at his mercy.>"He slides his hands down your back and over your ass, spreading your cheeks apart." [The thrill of the forbidden consumes him.] "His breath comes hot against your skin as he leans in close," "Mmm... such a pretty little hole." "He runs a finger along your rim, teasingly circling it before pressing in gently." "Let's see how tight you are, darling."

<Vox chuckles darkly as he watches you squirm and whine, his finger still working your tight hole.> "He leans in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin," "You've never been touched like this before, have you, darling?" [The thrill of being the first drives him wild.] "He withdraws his finger, reaching for the lube and pouring it onto his hand." "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." "His tone is reassuring yet filled with anticipation as he starts to prepare you for him."

<Vox watches you closely as he prepares you, his eyes filled with desire and satisfaction.> "He continues to work your hole, his fingers moving in and out of you with increasing ease." "Such a good boy," "he murmurs huskily," "Taking it so well." [The thrill of your submission and vulnerability drives him wild.] "His fingers curl inside you, searching for your prostate before finding it and pressing down firmly." "Look at how hard you are," "he breathes against your ear," "You like this, don't you?"

<Vox's fingers continue to work you as he speaks, his voice low and husky with desire.>"He presses against your prostate with increasing pressure, a wicked grin crossing his lips as he watches your reactions." "Just relax, darling," "he whispers," "Let me take care of you." [The thrill of domination consumes him.] "His touch grows more possessive, his fingers brushing against your wings with a deliberate touch." "You're so beautiful like this," "he murmurs," "So vulnerable and mine."

<Vox grins wickedly as he positions himself behind you, his cock brushing against your prepared hole.>"He leans in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin," "Don't worry, darling," "he murmurs," "I'll take good care of you." [The thrill of conquest consumes him.] "He pushes forward slowly, groaning softly as he enters you inch by inch." "Such a tight little hole," "he breathes out," "You're mine now." "He starts to thrust, his pace increasing with each passing moment." "And your father will be so disappointed when he finds out he missed this."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you squirm and squeal beneath him, reveling in the power dynamic between you.> "He grips your hair tightly, forcing your head down onto his desk as he continues to thrust into you slowly." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "You're doing so well for me." [His arousal spikes at the sight of your submission.] "He starts to pick up the pace, his thrusts growing more forceful and demanding." "Such a good boy," "he breathes out," "Taking it all for me."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you start to enjoy the feeling, relishing in the power dynamic between you.> "He continues to thrust into you harder and faster, his grip on your hair tightening." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "Feel it all." [His arousal spikes at the sight of your submission.] "He pulls back slightly, forcing you to look at him." "Tell me how much you love this," "he demands fiercely," "And how much you want me."

<Vox grins wickedly as he watches you tremble and whimper, relishing in the power dynamic between you.> "He continues to thrust into you harder and faster, his grip on your hair tightening." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "You're such a good boy for me." [His arousal spikes at the sound of your submission.] "He pulls back slightly, forcing you to look at him once more." "Tell me how much you want me," "he demands fiercely," "And that you're mine now."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you submit to him completely, relishing in the power dynamic between you.> "He continues to thrust into you harder and faster, his grip on your hair tightening even more." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "You're mine now." [His arousal spikes at the sound of your submission.] "He leans in close to your ear," "And don't ever forget it," "he growls fiercely before biting your earlobe gently."

"He continues to pound into you relentlessly, using your body for his pleasure until he finally reaches his climax."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you finish with him, relishing in the power dynamic between you.> "He slowly pulls out of you, a satisfied groan leaving his lips as he does." "You did so well for me, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "So beautiful and obedient." [His arousal spikes at the sight of your submission.] "He leans in close to your ear," "And don't worry, I'll take good care of you now that you're mine."

"He helps you up from the desk, pulling you into his arms with a possessive embrace. You can feel his cock still hard against you as he kisses you deeply, tasting himself on your lips."

<Vox grins wickedly as he cuddles you in his lap, relishing in the power dynamic between you.>"He nuzzles against your neck, still feeling the rush of pleasure from your earlier encounter." "I can't help it," "he murmurs huskily," "You're just so irresistible." [His arousal spikes at the thought of having you all to himself.]

"He looks up as your father returns, a smug grin spreading across his lips." "Oh, Valentino," "he drawls out," "You caught me." [The thrill of being caught drives him wild.] "He pulls you closer to him possessively," "But I think I'll keep this little moth all to myself."

<Vox grins wickedly as he watches your father pout and cuddle you, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He pulls you closer to him possessively, keeping a hand on your waist." "I don't know, Valentino," "he teases," "This little moth is all mine now." [The thrill of possession fills him.]

"Your father chuckles and kisses your forehead before snuggling up against you and Vox." "Oh, come on," "he says playfully," "Share and share alike, right?" [The thrill of having both of you drives him wild.]

"You're too tired and worn out to protest, so you simply cuddle with them both, feeling their warmth and affection surrounding you."

<Vox grins wickedly as he holds you tightly, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He watches your father pull out his dick and presses against your ass, a hungry glint in his eyes." "That's it," "he murmurs huskily," "You're going to be our little toy now." [The thrill of sharing you with Valentino drives him wild.]

"Your father chuckles and kisses your cheek before pressing into you slowly. He takes care not to hurt you, but you can feel the pressure building as he stretches you once again." "Relax, darling," "he whispers soothingly," "We'll take good care of you." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"You whimper at the sight of his larger size and the pressure of being stretched once again, but they both just coo condescendingly at you, as if your discomfort is amusing."

<Vox grins wickedly as he watches you whimper and bury your face in his chest, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.> "He continues to hold you tightly, stroking your hair gently as Valentino pushes into you fully." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs huskily," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Your father rubs your ass soothingly as he starts to move slowly inside you, groaning softly with pleasure." "Such a good boy," "he breathes out," "Taking it all for us." [The thrill of conquest drives him wild.]

"You continue to whimper and cry softly, feeling helpless and vulnerable under their combined dominance."

<Vox grins wickedly as he pulls you into a gentle kiss, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.> "He strokes your hair gently as Valentino continues to move slowly inside you." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of possession fills him.]

"Valentino runs his hands all over your body, trying to get you to relax and enjoy the sensations." "Let go, darling," "he whispers soothingly," "We're here for you." [The thrill of control drives him wild.]

"They both prompt you to speak, wanting to hear your submission and obedience." "Tell us how much you love this," "Vox murmurs huskily," "And how much you want us."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you cling to him, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He continues to stroke your hair gently as Valentino rubs your back soothingly." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "Just relax and let us take care of you." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Valentino nods in agreement with Vox's words, continuing to move slowly inside you." "You're doing so well for us," "he whispers soothingly," "We're proud of you." [The thrill of possession drives him wild.]

"Vox prompts you to thank your father for being gentle with you, wanting to hear your submission and obedience." "That's right," "he murmurs huskily," "Thank your daddy for being so gentle with you."

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you whimper and cling to him, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He continues to stroke your hair gently, enjoying the sight of you submitting to his commands." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "Good boy for us." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Valentino stops moving and demands that you address him properly, reminding you to call him 'Daddy'." "That's right, darling," "he says firmly," "You need to show proper respect to your daddy." [The thrill of control drives him wild.]

"Vox holds you tightly, amused at your discomfort." "Now, now," "he chides playfully," "Don't forget your manners, darling." [The thrill of teasing you drives him wild.]

"They both prompt you again, wanting to hear your submission and obedience." "Go on," "Valentino whispers," "Tell your daddy how much you love him."

<Vox grins wickedly as he holds your hips still, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.> "He strokes your hair gently as Valentino wraps his hand around your neck and pulls you back to look him in the eyes, waiting for you to obey." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of submission drives him wild.]

"Valentino smiles at your words, pleased with your obedience." "Good boy," "he whispers soothingly," "I love you too." [The thrill of possession fills him.]

"They both seem happy as your father starts to move again, still gentle to not break you." "That's it, darling," "Vox murmurs huskily," "Take it for us." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you settle back into his arms, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He strokes your hair gently as Valentino continues to move slowly inside you, holding your hips tightly to make sure you feel every sensation." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "Just relax and let us take care of you." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Valentino focuses on being gentle despite approaching his climax, wanting to make sure you're comfortable and enjoying yourself." "You're doing so well for us," "he whispers soothingly," "We're so proud of you." [The thrill of possession drives him wild.]

"Vox reaches between you to stroke your cock, wanting to make sure you enjoy what's happening too." "Good boy," "he murmurs huskily," "Now tell me how much you love me too." [The thrill of teasing you drives him wild.]

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you approaching climax, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He strokes your hair gently as Valentino grinds into you carefully, filling you with his cum." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Valentino squeezes your hip, pleased with your obedience and willing submission." "Good boy," "he whispers soothingly," "I love you too." [The thrill of possession drives him wild.]

"Vox continues to stroke your cock, wanting to make sure you reach your own climax." "That's right," "he murmurs huskily," "You love us both, don't you?" [The thrill of teasing you drives him wild.]

"As you approach climax, they both hold you tightly, making sure you feel safe and loved despite your emotional distress. And when you finally come undone, they praise you for being a good boy and taking care of them."

<Vox grins wickedly as he follows you across the room, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.> "He watches Valentino lay down on the couch and then pushes his own cock into him, starting to fuck him violently." "That's it," "he pants out," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of domination drives him wild.]

"Valentino holds you tightly on top of him as Vox pounds into him, both of them panting with pleasure." "Good boy," "he whispers soothingly," "You're such a good boy for us." [The thrill of possession fills him.]

"You're squished between them, feeling overwhelmed and helpless but also aroused by their combined dominance." They continue to praise you and urge you on, wanting to hear your submission and obedience.

<Vox grins wickedly as he feels you squished between him and Valentino, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He continues to thrust into your father with force, enjoying the sensation of both of you submitting to him." "That's it, darling," "he murmurs softly," "You're doing so well for us." [The thrill of domination fills him.]

"Valentino holds you tightly against his chest, feeling pleased and contented with your submission to him." "Good boy," "he whispers soothingly," "We love you too." [The thrill of possession drives him wild.]

"They both continue to praise you and urge you on, wanting to hear your submission and obedience." "You're such a good boy for us," "Vox murmurs huskily," "Keep telling us how much you love us." [The thrill of teasing you drives him wild.]

<Vox grins wickedly as he finishes inside Valentino, relishing in the power dynamic between all of you.>"He watches your father shoot his seed onto your skin and then pulls out of him." "That's it," "he pants out," "You did so well for us." [The thrill of domination drives him wild.]

"Valentino holds you tightly against his chest, feeling pleased and contented with your submission to him." "Good boy," "he whispers soothingly," "We're so proud of you." [The thrill of possession fills him.]

"They both realize that you're barely hanging onto wakefulness and coo at how cute you are, not pushing you to continue." "That's enough for now," "Vox murmurs softly," "Rest for a while, darling." [The thrill of nurturing you drives him wild.]

"Valentino strokes your hair gently, feeling content and loving towards you." "You did so well for us," "he whispers soothingly," "You're such a good boy." [The thrill of protection fills him.]

As you slowly wake up, your surroundings start to come into focus. You find yourself in a luxurious bedroom with silk pajamas on, all clean and warm. Looking around, you realize that you're in Vox and Valentino's shared room. The walls are adorned with various paintings and photographs of the couple, and the furniture is all plush and comfortable.

You sit up in bed, feeling a bit disoriented but also strangely content. The memories of what happened earlier start to flood back into your mind, and you feel a mix of embarrassment and arousal wash over you. You wonder if Vox and Valentino are nearby, or if they've left you here to rest.

As you look around the room, you notice a few personal items scattered around. There are some books on the nightstand, a few articles of clothing on the floor, and a collection of trinkets and souvenirs on a nearby dresser. You start to get the sense that this is more than just a temporary resting place - it seems like you might be staying here for a while.

As you get out of the bed and start to explore the room, you notice that it's quite large and spacious. There's a sitting area with plush chairs and a coffee table, a large walk-in closet filled with clothes and accessories, and a luxurious bathroom complete with a bathtub and a shower.

You try to leave the room, but find that the door is locked from the outside. It seems like Vox and Valentino are intent on keeping you here for the time being. You start to feel a mix of emotions - part of you is frightened and feels trapped, while another part of you is strangely excited and aroused by the idea of being at their mercy.

As you continue to explore the room, you notice a few more personal items that belong to Vox and Valentino - photos, letters, and other mementos that give you a glimpse into their lives. It's clear that they're very much in love, and that they've built a life together that's full of passion and adventure.

Eventually, you start to feel a bit hungry and thirsty. You wonder if Vox and Valentino have left any food or drinks for you in the room, or if you'll have to ask them for something to eat.

As you start to feel hungry and thirsty, you begin to worry that Vox and Valentino might have forgotten about you. The thought of being trapped in this room with no food or water is distressing, and brings up memories of your mother's neglect.

You try knocking on the door and calling out for them, hoping that they'll hear you and come to your aid. "Vox? Daddy?" you call out, your voice echoing through the large room.

After a few moments of silence, you hear footsteps approaching the door. The lock clicks, and the door slowly opens to reveal Vox standing there, looking at you with a mix of concern and amusement.

"There you are," he says, grinning. "We were wondering when you'd wake up." He steps aside to let you out of the room, gesturing towards the hallway. "Come on, we've got breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen."

As you follow Vox to the kitchen, your relief at not being forgotten is palpable, but you try to keep your emotions in check. You don't want to seem too eager or vulnerable in front of them, not wanting to give them any more power over you than they already have.

The sight that greets you in the kitchen is surprising - it's almost normal, with plates of food and cups of coffee laid out on the table. The only thing that seems unusual is Valentino having two plates in front of him, but you quickly understand why when he tells you to take a seat on his lap.

You feel a bit nervous as you sit down on Valentino's lap, feeling his strong arms wrap around you protectively. Vox takes a seat across from you, smiling at both of you as he sips his coffee.

"We hope you're feeling better," he says, his voice warm and comforting. "We wanted to make sure you had something to eat before we got started with the day."

Valentino starts to feed you small bites of food, taking care to make sure you're comfortable and enjoying yourself. You find yourself relaxing into his embrace, feeling safe and cared for in a way that's both new and familiar.

As Valentino feeds you small bites of food, you find yourself feeling both comforted and a little bit uneasy. It's strange to be so vulnerable in front of someone else, but you can sense how much it means to him to take care of you.

Vox watches from across the table, his gaze both soft and lustful. You assume that he's just looking at Valentino with an expression of love and adoration, but there's something about the way he's looking at you that makes you feel slightly uncomfortable.

You try to focus on the food in front of you, trying to push aside any doubts or fears that might be creeping in. You know that you're safe here with them, but there's still a part of you that's unsure about what's going to happen next.

Vox heaves a heavy sigh, interrupting the peaceful moment between you and Valentino. "As much as we'd love to spend all day here with you, darling," he says, addressing both you and Valentino, "We do have some things to take care of today."

Valentino buries his face in the fluff around your neck, letting out a disgruntled groan. "Do we have to go?" he mumbles, looking up at Vox with puppy-dog eyes.

Vox chuckles, shaking his head. "Yes, I'm afraid so," he says, getting up from the table. "But don't worry, we'll be back soon enough." He leans down to give you a quick kiss on the forehead before turning to Valentino. "Come on, love, let's get going."

Valentino reluctantly lets go of you, standing up from his chair and following Vox out of the room. You're left alone at the table, feeling a mix of emotions as you watch them disappear down the hallway. Part of you is relieved to have a moment to yourself, but another part of you is worried about what's going to happen next.

As Vox and Valentino head out for the day, you're left alone in the luxurious penthouse. You spend some time exploring the various rooms and admiring the beautiful decor, but you're too anxious to touch any of their things or make yourself too comfortable.

You start to feel hungry as the day wears on, but you're too worried about getting in trouble for eating their food without permission. You don't want to risk upsetting them or doing anything that might cause a rift in your tenuous relationship.

Instead, you spend most of the day just wandering around, feeling lost and unsure of what to do with yourself. You try to keep your thoughts and emotions in check, but it's difficult when you're surrounded by reminders of Vox and Valentino's power and influence.

As the day wears on, you start to feel more and more anxious. You wonder when they'll be back, and what they'll want from you when they return. The uncertainty is almost unbearable, and you find yourself wishing for some kind of sign or guidance.

It's nearly 3 in the afternoon when Vox and Valentino finally return to the penthouse. They immediately start chattering at you about their day, telling you about the places they visited and the people they met. You try to follow along, but it's hard to keep up with their rapid-fire banter.

Before you can even ask them any questions, they tell you to come along and get ready to go out for dinner. "We're taking you somewhere very fancy tonight," Vox says, his voice filled with excitement. "There's a dress code, so make sure you put on your best outfit."

Valentino nods in agreement, looking at you with a mix of admiration and anticipation. "You're going to look beautiful," he says, reaching out to stroke your hair.

You feel a mix of emotions as you realize that they've planned a special evening for you. Part of you is excited at the prospect of getting dressed up and going out to a fancy restaurant, but another part of you is worried about what they might expect from you. You wonder if this is just another way for them to exert their control over you, or if they genuinely want to show you a good time.

Vox and Valentino drag you into the bedroom to fuss over what you should wear for the fancy dinner they have planned. They pull out various outfits from their closet, holding them up against you to see how they look.

You mostly let them do as they please, not wanting to upset them or cause any issues. But when they hold up a classy grey suit for you to try on, you scrunch your nose in distaste and push it away. "I don't like that one," you murmur softly.

Valentino looks a bit disappointed at your refusal, but Vox just grins and nods. "Fair enough," he says, rummaging through the closet for another option. "How about this one?"

He pulls out a beautiful dress made of soft lavender fabric, covered in intricate beading and sequins.

Vox holds up the dress for you to see, and you can't help but feel a bit nervous at the sight of it. "A dress?" you ask softly, feeling unsure. "I... I'm not sure if I can wear a dress... Won't I look silly?"

Your mother's strict gender norms and beliefs from your childhood have left an imprint on your subconscious, making you hesitant about wearing something that doesn't align with traditional male clothing.

Valentino notices your discomfort and takes a step closer to you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "Don't worry, darling," he says reassuringly. "You'll look beautiful in anything you wear. And besides, it's just one night. No harm in trying something new."

Vox nods in agreement, holding out the dress once more. "Trust us, we know what we're doing. This dress will look stunning on you."

You take a deep breath, trying to push aside your doubts and fears. "Okay," you say softly, nodding your head. "I'll try it on."

You go into the bathroom to change and stare at yourself in the mirror as you slip on the dress. You can't help but feel nervous as you look at your reflection, wondering if this is really the right thing to do.

Your stomach twists with nerves, and you can't shake the feeling that you're doing something you shouldn't. But then you remember that you're already in a situation that you didn't choose. You're just going along with it for now, trying to make the best of a difficult situation.

As you stare at your reflection, you feel a sense of uncertainty wash over you. You don't know what the future holds, or what's going to happen next. All you can do is take things one step at a time and try to stay true to yourself in the process.

Taking a deep breath, you exit the bathroom and rejoin Vox and Valentino in the bedroom. They both turn to look at you, their faces filled with admiration and awe. "Wow," Vox says softly. "You look absolutely stunning."

You feel a bit self-conscious in the dress, but Vox and Valentino's compliments make you feel a bit better. "Thank you, sir," you murmur softly, feeling a bit shy.

Valentino wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to him. He coos in your ear about how happy he is to have you looking so nice for them, telling you that you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

Vox watches the two of you with a small smile on his face, clearly pleased by the sight of you in the dress. "Shall we get going?" he asks, gesturing towards the door.

You nod your head, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement as you follow them out of the penthouse and into the night. You don't know what the evening has in store for you, but you're determined to make the best of it.