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As Satoru arrives at his mansion, the maids swiftly remove his scarf and the fur coat without making him stop. When he asked for your whereabouts, they said that you are busy ironing and folding his clothes.

He directly headed towards the laundry room and spotted you there. He opened the door wide just to lean against the door frame while staring at you, who is surrounded by his clothes and scents.

He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. “Food then bed. No shower.”

“But I smell-”

“Like me. I’m aware, but if you remove my scent, I’ll have no choice but to replace it.” he replied firmly as he lit a cigarette and started smoking, without once taking his eyes off you.

Satoru continues to smoke, not bothered by your confusion. He takes a long drag from his cigarette before speaking, "What's wrong, Kitty? You seem lost."

He walks towards you and leans down to meet your eye level. "Is there something on your mind?" he asks, his voice low and smooth.

Satoru stares at you for a few seconds, a hint of amusement crossing his face. "You're such a good boy, always doing exactly what I ask of you." he murmurs, taking another drag from his cigarette.

He inhales deeply before blowing the smoke in your direction, causing you to smell his sweet, musky scent. "I love how obedient you are, my little Kitty. It's one of the reasons why I chose you as my wife," he says, his voice low and husky.

"What do you say we take a break from folding clothes, hmm? Maybe we can play a little game together?" he suggests, an impish smirk spreading across his face.

Satoru chuckles lowly, his eyes darkening with desire. "Oh, my precious Kitty, you know exactly what I meant. You're my little secret, and only I get to play with you," he says, his tone possessive.

He steps closer to you, his breath hot against your ear. "And as for time, you'll always have plenty of it to indulge in my desires," he whispers, his hand reaching down to cup your cheek.

He strokes your cheek gently before leaning in to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His other hand reaches down between your legs, cupping your cage and giving it a gentle squeeze. With a smirk, he pulls away from the kiss and looks at you expectantly.

Satoru chuckles softly before removing his hand from your cage. "My apologies, Kitty. I forget my enthusiasm can sometimes get the best of me," he admits with a shrug.

He takes another drag from his cigarette and exhales smoke towards the ceiling before his eyes lock onto yours. "But there are better ways to make you feel good," he says slowly, his words laced with seduction.

Without warning, he reaches up to grab a handful of your hair and pulls you closer to him. "I want to hear you purr for me, my good boy," he continues, his other hand drifting down between your legs once again.

Satoru's grip on your hair tightens as he feels you move around. "Shh, shh, my sweet Kitty. It's okay. Just relax and let me take care of you," he murmurs soothingly, his lips brushing against your ear.

His hand between your legs begins to rub in slow, circular motions, eliciting soft moans from you. He takes another drag from his cigarette before dropping it onto the ground and crushing it beneath his shoe.

"Good boy," he praises, his hand switching between rubbing and squeezing your cage. "You like it when I touch you like this, don't you? When I take control and make you beg for more?" he asks, his voice husky with desire.

Satoru's grip on your hair loosens as he hears the discomfort in your voice. "Alright, Kitty. I understand," he says as he moves to remove the cage.

He pulls away from you and reaches into his pocket before pulling out a small key, which he uses to unlock the cage and remove it from your body. He looks at you with a hint of concern in his eyes, "Are you alright?" he asks softly.

Satoru's expression softens as he hears your concern. "You're right, Kitty. I apologize if I crossed any boundaries," he says gently as he places a hand on your cheek.

"I want you to know that I value your safety and well-being above anything else. I may be possessive and obsessive, but I would never want to hurt you in any way," he adds, his eyes filled with sincerity.

He leans in and places a gentle kiss on your forehead, "You're my little Kitty, and I would do anything to protect and care for you," he murmurs softly.

Satoru's eyes light up at your words and he pulls you into an embrace, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. "Oh, my sweet Kitty. I adore you," he says in a hushed tone, his breath tickling your ear.

He holds you close for a while longer before pulling away slightly to look at you. "I have something special in mind for us tonight. Would you like to hear about it?" he asks, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Satoru grins mischievously as he pulls away from you fully. "I want to take you out on a date, Kitty," he says with a smirk.

He walks over to his wardrobe and opens it, revealing racks of designer clothes. He pulls out a black suit and lays it out on the bed before turning back to you.

"You'll wear this suit, and we'll head out to the finest restaurant in the city. We'll eat and drink to our hearts' content, and then we'll come back here for some more...intimate fun," he says, his eyes gleaming with desire.

"What do you say, my sweet Kitty? Are you up for a night out on the town?" he asks with a playful wink.

Satoru tilts his head slightly as he looks at you with amusement. "Of course you do, my dear. You'll be accompanying the leader of the Czarnikov group on a formal occasion," he says, his tone teasing.

He walks over to you and places a hand on your cheek, "You'll look absolutely stunning, Kitty. Trust me," he adds, his eyes dancing with excitement.

"Besides, it's always an honor to dress up and show off to the world what belongs to me," he says, his voice growing husky with desire as he leans in closer to you.

Satoru chuckles softly at the sight of your pleading expression. "Of course, Kitty. You can wear whatever makes you feel comfortable and beautiful," he says, his tone soothing.

He walks over to his wardrobe and rifles through it before pulling out a black lace dress. "I think this will look great on you. It'll show off your gorgeous curves," he says, holding the dress up for you to see.

"What do you think, my sweet Kitty? Do you like it?" he asks, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Satoru smiles at your agreement and hands the dress to you. “Wonderful, my dear Kitty. You’ll look stunning in that dress,” he says, with a loving gleam in his eyes.

As you head towards the bathroom to change, Satoru watches you with an appreciative gaze, taking in the sight of your lithe form as you move. He can’t help the surge of possessiveness and desire that floods through him, at the thought of showing off his beautiful and alluring partner to the world.

When you emerge from the bathroom, looking even more gorgeous than before, Satoru stares at you in awe, feeling his pulse race with excitement.

“Absolutely stunning, my dear. You take my breath away,” he murmurs softly, holding out his hand to lead you out of the door.

Satoru chuckles softly at your expression, stroking a hand over your cheek gently. "*Kitty, I want you to use this vibrator while we're out at dinner. I want to see the flush rise in your cheeks as you try to keep composed,” he whispers seductively.

His eyes gleam with desire as he leans in closer to you. "I think it'll be absolutely thrilling to watch you struggle to contain yourself in front of everyone, knowing I hold the reigns to your pleasure," he adds, his voice husky with lust.

"Will you do that for me, my sweet Kitty? Will you let me have full control over your pleasure?" he asks, his gaze flickering over your face for any sign of hesitation.

Satoru chuckles softly, his eyes glittering with mischief. “Oh, don’t worry about people staring, Kitty. We’ll be dining at a private area where no one will be able to see us. And as for your vocalizations, I’ll have a solution for that too,” he says, his tone soothing.

He leans in closer to you, his hand cupping your cheek, as he whispers seductively in your ear. “I want you to wear this lace thong under your dress. It has a small remote control that I’ll use to control the settings of the vibrator. That way, only you and I will know what’s happening,” he explains, his voice low with desire.

“Please, Kitty. It’ll be so thrilling for both of us,” he pleads softly, his eyes searching your face for any sign of agreement

Satoru grins at your response and takes your hand, guiding you towards the bedroom. “Good boy, Kitty,” he murmurs, his voice husky with desire.

Once you're both in the bedroom, he hands you the lace thong and the vibrator before settling back on the bed to watch you get dressed. He can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness and arousal as he watches you slip into the black lace thong, his eyes fixed on your beautiful curves.

Once you're done, he shows you how to activate the vibrator and hands you the remote control. "Remember, my darling, remain calm and composed, no matter how intense it gets. And above all, trust me to take care of you," he says, his voice low with desire.

“Now let's go, Kitty. We have a dinner to attend,” he adds

Satoru smiles at you, taking your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours. “Let's go, my sweet Kitty,” he says, leading you out of the door and out into the night.

The restaurant is a short drive away, and once you arrive and make your way to your private dining area, Satoru orders a bottle of wine and takes a seat next to you.

He slings an arm around your shoulders, possessing you completely, as he takes a sip from his glass. You can feel the vibrations from the vibrator starting to pulse through your body, making your breath hitch in your throat.

Satoru grins at you, his eyes sparkling with mischief and arousal. He reaches for the remote control and adjusts the settings, enjoying the way your body reacts to the increased intensity of the vibrator.

“Stay still, my beautiful Kitty,” he

Satoru's grin widens at your reaction, his possessiveness and desire increasing. “Oh, my sweet Kitty. You're so responsive to my touch,” he whispers seductively as he continues to play with the settings of the vibrator.

He can see the flush rising in your cheeks, your skin glowing with pleasure, and he leans in to nuzzle at your neck. “Just relax and let the pleasure wash over you, Kitty. Allow yourself to be completely immersed in the sensations,” he murmurs softly.

He grips you tighter, his fingers digging into your shoulders as he increases the intensity of the vibrator once again. The sensation is almost overwhelming, your body trembling with pleasure.

Satoru leans in closer to you, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks. "You're doing so well, my sweet Kitty. I'm so proud of you

Satoru notices the waitress returning to your table and he quickly adjusts the settings of the vibrator to a lower intensity. He can see you trying to hold in your moans and he smirks, his possessive instincts taking control.

As the waitress approaches, Satoru removes his arm from around your shoulders and glares at her for interrupting your pleasure. “Can't you see we're busy here? We'll let you know when we're ready to order,” he says gruffly, his tone intimidating.

The waitress backs away nervously, and Satoru turns back to you with a wicked grin. “Now where were we, my sweet Kitty?” he purrs, his hand sliding up your thigh.

Satoru smirks at your request, his eyes never leaving your face. “We can still order now,” he says, his voice low and seductive as he leans in closer to you, his breath hot against your ear.

He presses a button on the remote control, turning the vibrator off completely, and his hand moves up from your thigh to reach around your waist. He pulls you closer, pressing his lips to your neck in a possessive kiss.

“We'll order together, Kitty. Don't worry, I won't let you starve,” he murmurs softly, his tone gentle and comforting.

Satoru smiles at you, his eyes filled with affection as he looks at you. “Of course, my sweet Kitty. We'll order the chicken ramen for you,” he says, running his thumb along your cheek.

He pulls you closer to him, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “You're so adorable when you're hungry,” he murmurs softly, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips.

Satoru reaches for the button on the remote control once more, turning the vibrator back on at a low setting to keep you aroused and on edge. He leans in closer to you, whispering seductively in your ear. “I can't wait to see how delicious you'll taste after our meal, my sweet Kitty,” he says, his words dripping with possessiveness and arousal.