The Contract ( Pentiency X Ethereal) NSFW IMAGES

[Penitency]

No matter how much her palms pressed to him and tried to lift off that boulder of a man from atop of her, Aiden merely continued on with whatever he so wished to do to her. It was seconds before he was pushing forwards with the surging strength of his hips, sinking that imposing cock inside of her velvet chamber that clamped on him tighter than any woman he had been with prior to Mizuki. Her lithe and athletic frame seemed to lend itself to her fit, even as she beat upon his chest and left some bruising to go along with his tanned flesh beneath the button up still covering Aiden's brutish physique.

Her words had him grinning between a groan, peering down at her amusedly while also indulging in just how good she felt. In fact, Aiden looked like some murderer about to get away with the crime, that grin creeping along his lips only widened the more he felt and heard his hips crashing and clapping down upon her own, quaking her body across the surface of the lounge chair she had voluntarily ventured to. The little Crane had decided to tease and work up her Master while on a business call, but it was possible she never expected this to occur, Aiden now balls deep with each swing of his hips.

Each throw had his rounded head mashing up against her cervix like a ram at a castle gate. "I don't dare," he groaned, slamming home another mind-warping thrust into her heated chambers, "I do." Those words came with rasp, barely above a whisper at this point while their faces remained so close. His stubbled cheek found hers occasionally, brushing across, before he leveled eyes with her so she knew who was doing this to her and making her acknowledge it. Her plea to pull out had him chuckling between a moan, his laugh more like a villain's who was in the act of a crime. There was no stopping, instead, his hips threw faster, the impacts of their bodies getting louder.

Her attempt to bite him had some blood coming from his bottom lip; Mizuki's nails doing the same across his back. Aiden's shirt now collected up some of the blood coming from those claw-like marks across his rippling shoulder blades. Aiden leaned down aggressively for the kiss, his arms beginning to pull back in order to grab her beautiful, toned legs. As he slammed home a thrust, he'd lift her legs up and into a mating-press position now, his own body bracing above to really pound at her with a renewed depth and vigor. She'd find the crash of his hips up against her slightly raised pelvis and ass sent her body rocking hard against the chair. The lounge chair groaned, protested, each time.

Their tongues met, wrestled, his head tipped to one side so he could truly deepen their violent kiss. Both hands kept her legs pinned back, allowing him to hammer home those mind-fucking thrusts each time, the clap of their bodies echoing across the patio. A deep seated groan vibrated against her lips from his own as he moaned. They'd break the kiss, lock eyes, and exchange words, "I'll cum in you whenever I -- mnh-- please." There was no doubt this was a point to break this little Asian into the fuck toy he had always wanted-- to prove a point. Again and again he pushed, taunting her again, "this pussy is just begging me to bust in it. I couldn't pull out if I wanted to."

It wasn't long before he was slamming down his hips once last time, his hands pinning her legs back. Those heavy balls twitched, ached, as he groaned out, burying his head into the crook of her neck and biting at that sensitive flesh there, pulling back playfully and leaving his mark. Talking about leaving his mark, the man's hard cock twitched uncontrollably as he began emptying himself inside of her unprotected womb, each rope of seed pouring deep. So much so that it was beginning to overflow, drenching her, easily able to leak from her insides once he'd decide to pull out. But for now, he stayed in deep, making sure she got every last drop.

"Mnh, fuck, that should teach you a lesson." Aiden groaned up against her neck.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Even though Mizuki knew she could not get him off of her she would still push and try and even claw at the front of his shirt. There is no way she was going to make this easy for him even though it honestly was with his brute strength and force. Aiden could tell he was way too big for her especially after each whimper and cry she let out.

Aiden knew no matter how hard she pushed back there was no way she could get him off of her with his weight pinning het to that patio chair and her legs folded on a way there was no way she could even kick back. It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy it but fit the first time in her career she was not in complete control.

Working him up on that call was only supposed to blue ball him. This was not how she imaged Hoe it would go. The beating on his best was harder though the way her face contorted showed that her body was enjoying this rock hard invasion as his girth was stretching her out in ways she never had before. “Pull the fuck out you madman!” Growling though her words meant nothing when her body was sucking his cock deeper into her like a new flesh light.

The coper taste of his blood was on her lips as he easily lifted her into a mating press position slamming fully into her.as his head slammed into her cervix like a battering ram trying to break into Fort Knox. Aiden knew he had something special when she was most likely tighter than any other women he fucked. Eyes locked on his only for a second before rolling back into her head again as the sharp sting of her nails into his chest could be felt. “OHHHHHH FUUUCK!!!” she moaned giving away that was enjoying it but it made her not want to look him in the eyes again.

Shame was a very real emotion for a woman of her caliber. Just when she thought she could hide the this beautiful crane was pulled into a passion filled kiss drawing her back into this aggressive coupling. The patio chair creaked with protest as their tongues danced a dangerous tango as she nipped at him once again.

The slapping of his balks against her wet weeping lips filled both their ears. Mizuki’s face was covered with beads of sweat as well as her chest making that opulent Diamond colar glisten even more. Upon breaking that kiss her mouth hung agape as he spoke. Growing his intentions that she couldn’t even stop. Thinking as best as she could even though it was hard to form thoughts maybe she needed to play on this brites heartstrings.

“Please don’t cum in me….I’m not on the pill…please don’t…have a heart….AHHHH” now her voice went from aggressive to sweet and angelic in 0.2 seconds showing her range of acting skills though what she couldn’t hide was her body enjoying his hardcore pounding as he used her.

As Aiden’s head tilted and but into getting moonlight pale neck an bit her causing her to howl in a deep primal need for him it was a pushing her over the edge and even she knew that if he kept this up she would explode.

“AHHHHHH IKU! IKU!!!! IIIIYAAAAA!(im cumming!)” her English failed terribly as she let out a shrill high pitched cry as he felt her insides clench his cock so hard it would hurt and it felt like he body was trying to trap him inside. Milking him. Every last drop hey body was willing to try and take as he easily painted her greedy womb white with his seed marking her. Filling her and plugging his cum inside her.

Of course he’d leak when he pulled out but for now he could feel her walls pulling at him. Pulsing and trying to drain him of his very soul as she fell back on that patio chair. Dripping in sweat. Dark hair clinging to hey face. Bosom heaving and she for now she couldn’t even look at him as her dark hair fanned out under her head. “You sick bastard…” That sweet voice gone and replaced with a weak venomous tone. Breathing heavily as she could feel how his cock was still twitching buried inside her. “My body is yours but my mind is still mine….” Aiden knew this wasn’t going to be easy but her nails were still digging into him but not as firmly thigh this small batter even Mizuki knew he won since she came so hard there was no way she could hide the fact that she begrudgingly enjoyed this fuck.

 

[Penitency]

There was no remorse, no hesitation, in everything Aiden impressed upon her. His hands pushed, pinned, her legs beside her torso and his own hips pummeled at her viciously. Each thrust had the chair protesting, her body welcoming, and his muscles tensing. Aiden's bulbous head knocked at her cervix each time, filling every centimeter of her at the summit of his thrusts; Mizuki's greedy little insides clamped upon him so tight that the hitman never figured he could leave. Her pussy was the jealous lover he had always wanted, and luckily for him, he owned her now. Blood now dotted his shirt at the front and back as if Aiden had just been in a goddamn knife fight, but the rippling Adonis seemed to have an otherworldly pain tolerance.

As he held himself balls deep, the ropes of his seed coming weaker now with every spurt, Aiden groaned up against her neck. That deep and rocky pitch of his would flow into her ear being so close, "for being so resistant, your body surely made sure I knew it enjoyed this." The towering beast of a man would ease up his grip on her thighs, allowing her legs to settle back down if she so wished it. There was something about her begging for him not to finish, telling him she was not on the pill, and her native tongue that had his heart beating as if he had just killed a man for money. In that moment, Aiden knew he made the right decision to take her in like a stray cat without a home.

There was a point that she was so tight, clamping down on his weakened cock that Aiden almost wanted to pull back. However, she kept him lodged tight, welcoming his every last drop despite her words. She could feel his hardened figure and his labored breaths that were harder, longer. Her words had him grinning before pulling from her now, allowing their combination of fluids to gush out and trickle in a stream across the back of her cheeks and thighs. Aiden's limp cock swayed across his own muscular thighs, dampening them in pearlescent fluid. As sweat rolled from his wavy hair, dampening his shirt, he'd leave Mizuki a mess across his lounge chair as if she was a fleshlight at his command.

"I know," he noted in a hum, one hand brushing across her jawline as he began to walk away now, "I know." He taunted, letting her have that last word before he'd begin to walk into his large estate, leaving her like a crumpled little plaything in his patio.

Aiden had to attend to a contract, and so, he'd march upstairs and change into a black and white suit after taking a quick shower. He'd descend the stairs with marching footsteps, black dress shoes matched the tailored slacks of his ensemble. Much like the ruined shirt of before, another white button up hugged a this broad and endless upper torso, along with a fresh black sports coat that matched a skinny tie hanging before his looming pectoral muscles. A Glock 19x had been tucked into a sidecar holster at his lower back. It and two spare magazines loaded into a placard had been hidden by his coat, both hands adjusted the lapels of it handsomely as he came downstairs.

One hand swept back his combed, neat hair and brushed through the stubble upon his pronounced jaw. Oceanic eyes settled upon Mizuki as he explained the setup before he left: she'd be locked within the main portions of the house. Most rooms, save for the master bedroom and connecting bath, were locked off electronically. She'd only have access to the vital areas of the house, as the patio was sealed along with everything else. She'd have access to the television, but no phone or computer. She was without internet. It had been designed to make her focus on doing "wife" duties, such as cleaning, cooking, and the like. Another part of his mind games- training her to focus on her new life. Aiden knew Mizuki wouldn't lounge about all day- she wasn't that type.

Of course, she was limited clothing as described earlier, too.

And with that, the man would move to a connecting garage and fire up a BMW X5M before leaving her for a while.

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0100 Hours​

Dead in the night, the garage door opening was the first sign that her Master was back from his contract. Next, as it could be heard closing shortly after, the brute could be seen opening the garage door that lead into the kitchen. His sport jacket was already off, tie undone, and first few buttons of his white shirt popped to expose the definition (bruised and scratched) beneath. Mizuki had done more damage than his recent contract hit tonight, but Aiden wasn't complaining.

The sport jacket was tossed atop of the kitchen island nearby, along with his undone tie. Both hands managed his burner phone before him, both thumbs typing something back over an encrypted communication line in some remote application no one would expect this type of chatter on. After hitting send, the man tossed his disposable phone atop of the jacket thrown about the kitchen island. Without his jacket on, the handgun and spare magazines could be seen holstered at his lower back, clipped to his belt.

Oceanic eyes roamed about as he called, "Mizuki?" The brute questioned, not seeing her immediately but also wondering what she had been up to for the last few hours without him.

Patient footsteps led him in as he sought her out, wherever she might be.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

This lost hurt her pride the most. The fact that she enjoyed it got to Mizuki the most. To be honest she was more pissed at herself right now since her own highly trained body gave Aiden what he wanted. For her this was an absolute first. Men were easy to take down especially when controlled by their dicks. At least she knew she left Aiden worse for wear with all of his scratches and claw marks. Sadly it meant nothing when he got her to orgasm the hardest she ever had in her life.

Aiden was still balls deep inside her. He felt her clench him as if she didn’t want to let him go. A jealous lover she was and a greedy one at that. Even with all of her protesting all she wanted was more. Possibly more than he could ever give. Laying there she was still folded and pinned. Breathing heavily as his seed stayed as deep as he plugged it.

"for being so resistant, your body surely made sure I knew it enjoyed this."​

With what one sentence he could easily see the shift in her expression. Was it anger? No. It was almost a slight hint of disappointment not in Aiden but in herself. Being a disciplined assassin and here this Godzilla sized American had her purring like a soap-land call girl. “Don’t expect me to say thank you.” She whispered under her breath though he easily took that breath away again as he pulled out of her leaving her to gape slightly. Gasping feeling empty as she couldn’t even fight his hand tracing her beautiful jawline.

Even with him leaving her the chance of a lady word she only glared at him. He left her laying out there used, sweating and basically a hot mess like a girl about to make the walk of shame back home after a night of partying. Her legs lowered and she forced herself to sit up and stare off into the direction Aiden walked off into. He left her there with her hairpin still stuck on the patio chair, but where the hell was she going to conceal or nude like she was.

Every movement she made only caused her to leak his hot spunk from het ungodly tight walls. Whimpering since she was sore and Aiden had to know he left her in such a painful state. “Fucking asshole. This isn’t over…” she spoke to herself as she was not seething with rage and who else could she point it at if it wasn’t Aiden.

It wasn’t like Mizuki to lounge around like a rich housewife so once her legs hot enough feeling she’d search the house. Limited as she was she managed to find the fancy bath and clean herself up and was at least presentable. As presentable as she could be with bruises on her swanlike neck.

0100 Hours​

The stealthy crane was left to her own devises. Showered she had not many options of clothing other than what dear old daddy left her with and it must have been something he knew her new owner would appreciate. This time she chose lingerie from her home country instead of being nude.

When master was away his little doll would play. Mizuki spect her time exploring and trying to learn the lay out of the mansion. Aiden did his job keeping her out of most of the rooms and even she couldn’t pick her way into them.

“Bastard. You really think you can keep me locked up huh?” She spoke to herself as she would inspect every available window and door. It wasn’t like her to give up, but even if she got out and free where could she possibly go? Who could she call on? Nobody whatsoever. Hell even her passport was was under lock and key.

Sighing a heavy sigh Mizuki wasn’t about to go watch TV when she decided the kitchen was more of her speed. This time she took her time to find not only strawberries and champagne because Aiden owed her that much. Thank the gods the Adonis had Belgian chocolate on hand that she added to her snack pile.

Hearing his voice she chose not to call our i him right away because she didn’t consider herself his pet at least not yet. Waiting a good few moments before her sweet voice rang out. “You owe me an apology and proper drinks.” At least he could easily guess where she was as she licked truffle from her delicate fingertips. His footsteps sounded close but she didn’t bother to see where he was as she poured another fluke of champagne waiting for him to find her since her legs were still weak and body recovering from his powerful pounding earlier Mizuki was going to make the big bad hung wolf find her.

 

[Penitency]

Aiden tucked his hands into the pocket of his slacks as he stepped out toward the living room, not understanding that Mizuki was standing in a far corner of the kitchen behind him. Bright blue eyes roamed the balcony of the second floor after scanning the area before him at the ground floor without result. Without finding his busty little Asian playtoy, the brute had almost made his way to the stairs to seek her out before her angelic voice called out for an apology. Pausing, Aiden turned his head toward his shoulder and peered back at her first. With a grin at his lips, the brute was pleasantly surprised with her choice of outfit tonight.

A deep, whispered chuckle came from him, under his breath, at the thought of apologizing and having drinks with her at this time at night. Aiden was a night person due to his profession anyways; the man barely slept despite his insistence this job came naturally to him by now. Turning, he'd begin to make his way back into the kitchen while his hands remained tucked in the pockets of his dress slacks. He'd purse his lips in thought, but they were still in an amused grin, before speaking up in that rocky timber, "I regret nothing." Those words were equal parts serious and teasing.

Patient and confident footsteps stopped at her side. Aiden took a second to look over the champagne bottle, flutes, and strawberries laid out for consumption. The addition of dark chocolate was a good final touch to a little early morning snack she prepared. It wasn't like these two were going to sleep anytime soon. Aiden stepped up behind her, bringing his crotch upon the curve of her shapely ass, and hands came to hold her lithe little hips. They swallowed them whole as he leaned his head over her shoulder, spying down those ample breasts and the ensemble of food and champagne at her front. A deep rumble ruminated in his throat.

"Good girl," he hummed, "I never thought I'd like the notion of returning home from killing someone to see a hot Asian little sex pet, champagne, fruit, and dark chocolate but here we are."

Another deep fit of laughter was kept easy, subtle, his looming pectorals pushed against the back of her head due to their height difference with every inhale and exhale. One hand roamed over her collar and necklace before commenting, "I am not about to apologize, though. I'd do it again in a heart beat. You did mark me up pretty good, if that makes you feel better."

Considering he knew her legs were worn, tired, the towering Adonis wrapped his arms around her waist firmly when she was done pouring as his laughter trailed. He picked her up from behind like she was nothing, playfully, those large biceps mashed up against her sides as he commented, "I know I've probably worn you out so I'll be a gentleman and take you to the couch." Another playful tease as he put her over a shoulder like a caveman dragging his mate back home, a brutish and powerful move. It wasn't long though given the proximity, and he'd be easily settling her down unto his comfortable couch.

"I'll get the things you laid out." He confirmed, moving back into the kitchen before returning twice to lay out the champagne flutes, fruits, and chocolate upon the coffee table in front of her across a wood charcuterie board.

When everything was in place, he'd seat himself next to her on the couch, pulling his handgun from behind him and setting it upon the coffee table by them, as if a statement piece given their background. He trusted her not to go for it, and neither did he fear that. The two magazines were tossed nearby it, too, before Aiden settled back in the couch, one hand upon her thigh as he sighed comfortably, "mmh, long night. Easy job. Your scratch marks were worse than anything the mark threw at me tonight."

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Aidan should’ve known a woman like Mizuki he would not be standing out in the open like a sitting duck. Snacking on his foods and champagne as well as chocolate she’d watch him quietly letting him search. A smirk crawling on her face as she watched him call out to her before she even mentioned where she was or open her mouth. Of course his beautiful Asian seductress with demand an apology. Outright expected it to. After all he came inside her and she didn’t allow it. He should be on her knees begging her for her forgiveness and thanking her for the sexy body that he was able to enjoy. For her it was a power-play that usually worked with most men but for some reason Aiden seem to be immune.

The chuckle he let out rang through the room as she raised in eyebrow as she licked her index finger free of the dark chocolate. The outfit he chose covered up a good amount but he said lingerie and he didn’t give her any specifications so she wore what she had since she knew what happened when she was nude last time she was going to give them a little barrier and make him work for it if he wanted to fuck her again. After all she figured he was a kind of man who could not figure out how to undo a girls fancy bra and corset.

“You regret nothing? I’ll make you eat those words later. Mizuki said With a grin pouring a second fluke of Champaign. The busting minx was feeling generous though she didn’t offer him any chocolate. Being a night owl as she was eating was correct and that she was not gonna go to bed anytime soon she was far too wide awake and now full of sugar and sweets how could she sleep?

Feeling him step behind her she didn’t move or jump she stood there sipping her champagne like a good girl and she rolled her eyes at his own compliment. “I’m A good girl only for show don’t think it’s just for you.” She snapped back but she didn’t do anything to make herself seem dangerous she just lounged about. “Don’t Get used to it I’m not a shy lotus blossom. You do know I actually hate your guts.” She said sternly that was she serious? It was hard to tell with the poker face she was blessed with. Upon hearing the fact that she marked him good he could see the shit eating grin she was wearing. “Good. You’re lucky I didn’t sky you for life I’ll do that next time.” She said in a cold Monotone pitch.

“You know…” she slid a fluke of champagne in his direction so he can reach over and take it before she continued her train of thought. “… if you do it again I’ll make sure to leave much bigger marks on your chest and back. I take it you like it.” A part of her wondered if you’d like to be marked by her it was the least you can do since she was trapped here and couldn’t even escape.

With his caveman tendencies he wrapped his arms around her and could easily move such a tiny woman. It was hard to believe that someone so small could cause so much damage. That was why she was an assassin no one expected someone like her to be a killer.

As he moved her she left her champagne and her snacks and at least he was a gentleman it was going to get them for her after he brought her to the couch. He was very right about her legs being weak especially after that session she really couldn’t do much running or climbing. He still had so much of his gift stuffed into her she could feel it inside.

Not long after he sat down next to her and she crossed her lungs slender legs she watched when he put his gun down and gave him a look as if asking him or you sure you want to leave it there? He was speaking to her like a person and that was throwing her off especially since she thought she was was a flesh-light to him. Scoffing lightly as she glanced at the magazines and reached over for her champagne. “Oh?” Was all she gave him when he mentioned that her scratch marks hurt more than his job. A part of her wanted to move the hand from her thigh but she wanted him to get comfortable with her at least until she can make a proper move and get away from him. Aiden with no woman like that would not sit by and take the lot she was given.

This venomous beauty was bidding her time as she learned about Aiden and try to find this week spots in right now in her mind his weak spot might just be her and the body he liked to play with. Like a game of chess she wasn’t going to make her move so quickly she was going to play the long game with this muscular American Adonis.

“Easy job you say? Why don’t you tell me about it? Is that what you want to hear from me?” She asked as she lifted her hand to push long dark hair behind her ear. She could easily play any part she wanted but right now she was being the snarky captive and Aiden knew she really couldn’t do much especially not grab for that gun on the table. If she shot him she would be shipped right back to Japan and killed on the spot. That was not how she wanted. That was not how she wanted her story to end. For now she play this Little game. Thought she was anything but the dutiful captive submissive wife. She was still the unbroken wild mare that Aiden would have a hell of a time training.

 

[Penitency]

Aiden always found himself grinning or smugly writing off Mizuki's veiled threats that came early and often in their conversations. However, there was a side of him that knew she could carry out the things she kept reminding him of. Given their dynamic, Aiden was forced to put that all aside. Instead, he'd treat her and condition her the way he wanted her to be, irrespective of what she might have been a day before being delivered to his estate. As he sat beside her, his hand grasping at one of her thighs, she could feel the bite of his workman's grip. His palm and fingers were large and weathered down from years of his trade. No one made it out of this business with their soul, and Aiden's was being worn daily.

Her look was ignored: of course Aiden wished his gun to be there. He was almost challenging her, testing her instincts, to see if she's truly want him dead despite having saved her family by taking this deal. A deep sigh pushed through the brutish American's nose when he leaned his large back against the couch cushions. Aiden could feel the bruising and bite of her claws in his back still. Those wounds were fresh and painful, but he'd play it off while sharing a moment of normalcy with her. If you could call this normalcy.

"To answer your question before: I don't mind scratch marks and such, but not when it looks like I got into a fight with a stray." He began chuckling under his breath again, forcing pectorals to rise and fall with his inhales and exhales. "But I guess I did, actually." Thick shoulders shifted as he leaned forwards, grabbed the flute filled with champagne, and sat back with another sore grunt. "Mmhm," he agreed again when she repeated his job was easy, "no wonder your family chose you to be the murderer. But I'd think someone who's made to be a chameleon would have an easier time conversing and adapting than you are right now." Aiden teased again, biting back when she sarcastically threw it in his face that this conversation was far too routine for their dynamic.

After having internal doubts of his drink not being drugged, the man set it aside on an end table for now. Given how sneaky this little plaything was, he didn't test the waters by playing dumb. Instead, one hand brushed across his lips as he looked at her with the turn of his head, "I'd be lying if I didn't want to hear more from you beyond that sarcastic little front of yours. But I guess this is early, and awkward. I bet you never imagined being sold to someone after making it to the top of our field." He pursed his lips with a smirk, looking toward the distant television playing on a low volume, some random movie on.

The hand upon her thigh squeezed, his eyes turned back upon her after a moment, "I am glad you know how to follow rules at least: this little outfit pleases me. Good girl. And yes, the job was easy enough. Rising politician that did not get along with some in the bratva. I am sure you know how that goes. Anyways, what did you even do while I was gone?" He'd motion toward the snack filled coffee table, "eat all my food and check every door to see if it was locked?" He teased with a grin, holding back some of his laughter that displayed upon his handsome face.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

This interaction was far too routine for Mizuki to actually relax. In the situation she couldn’t even relax she was constantly trying to find an out, and even if she did she couldn’t go anywhere without a passport and Aiden had it. Here she was sitting on the couch talking with her new owner which seems so strange when she was a top in her field. The one everyone was afraid of. The shadows they could not see.

Aiden was smart to not take the champagne she poured it showed her that he was paying attention to her, but she had no access to poison not anymore. It didn’t stop her for looking for things to make it though. Feeling his weathered hand on her thigh she didn’t react she just sized him up as she looked him up and down. His sweet little Asian doll would continue sizing up his gun. He knew that she knew how to use it and wasn’t afraid to do so. Did she touch it? Did she reach for it? Of course she did not that would be stupid.

When he mentioned that he didn’t mind scratch marks it caused her to curl her corners of her lips and a grin and chuckle. “You really can’t complain since you took in a stray he knew she wasn’t housebroken.” Snipping back in her snarky attitude that was quite normal for her. What she did Next was lean forward and reach for his fluke, taking a sip as she handed it to him as she played with the liquid in her mouth and swishing it back-and-forth. “Not Poisoned I know what you’re thinking. I wouldn’t drink it if it was and if I could I would’ve poisoned you. You don’t keep anything dangerous in the medicine cabinet Tylenol won’t kill you.” Her voice was monotone and she said it and she helped us look out for him in case he wanted it.

Aidan continues to tease her making her snicker and shake her head letting her black hair move with that little motion. “I was sold to you by my own father what’s the point of being a chameleon when you know I don’t want to be here. Even if I pretended you knew I’d be faking. This situation is all a lie. And I’m sure you probably would say you’d expect me to say this but I did not kill the wrong person I was given wrong in town and I shouldn’t be here. I was born into this and raised to be this how can I make such a stupid simple Neanderthal mistake.” That was probably the most he ever got out of her as she reach for her own fluke and downed it. Mizuki didn’t even sip it. It would take a lot more to get this sexy chameleon drunk.

He could see her beautiful sparkly brown eyes roll when he called her a good girl and complimented her on her choice of outfit. “You no I’m not wearing it for your benefit either this or being nude I choose to give you obstacle so you can’t see my body. You’ve already taken what you want them ready aren’t you tired of me yet? I’m not some little bitch to roll over and take your shit. If you expect me to show gratuity you’ll be waiting for eternity.” The beautiful cranes words were short into the point. She was going to spew more than him but he talked about his job and that gave her a little insight into his life even though they shared very similar ones.

Speaking of a politician that was getting too big for his britches. Mizuki was silent as she listened and shrugged. “An easy hit then. How did you kill him?” Now her curiosity was piqued. He said her claw marks hurt more than his job today and she wondered if he got hurt on it he didn’t come back shot or bleeding. No. Aidan returned in one piece. It was his turn to ask about her day and she saw A grin and heard his laughter. His hands may have been rough but he was easy on the eyes.

“Do you want to know about my day my love?” The sarcasm dripped like freshly made honey from a beehive. “I lounged about all day and your opulent manor. I cleaned and wax the floors even though the maids told me not to but I told him I’ll do anything for my dearest husband to prove my loyalty. That did not last long as I’m not good at cleaning. I chose to have a bottle of three of champagne to ease my pain. I sampled your finest Belgian chocolates. I was so happy to see you import it strawberries from Japan and I thoughtful for you or do you think of me. I was a good girl I didn’t take any of your secret meds stashed. I’m not even drunk you should be proud of me. Is that how you imagine coming home darling?” He could tell she was being absolutely facetious and she could put on a show what she wanted to and if she had said that sincerely he honestly might’ve believed her because she was a chameleon and she could blend and be perfect. The fact that Aiden was in her field he could probably tell whether she was lying or not at least guess.

“ I did check everything though.” She said honestly. “ You could’ve at least told me where you’ve hit in my passport and I could’ve actually got it but no you keep your secrets master.” With that she reached forward and took another strawberry and bit into it seductively. “Maybe I should punish you and add more claw marks to that back of yours. The part of me thinks you like being clawed up by a stray like me. Did you fuck the politicians wife?” Curiosity got the best of the stray cat and satisfaction would keep her entertained.

 

[Penitency]

Aiden couldn't help but grin, internally processing the fact that she had not tried to poison him, while deep blue eyes followed her actions, too. There was a silent acknowledgement, the fact that she had tasted his drink, proving it was safe, then had him collecting it from her own lithe fingers. Aiden took a sip following her own and savored the bubbly's trip down his throat before putting the flute on the end table beside him once more. "Surprising," he noted with a smirk, "I figured you could make anything into a poison if you tried hard enough. I almost thought that would be your forte, considering my methods are a little more... lead inclined."

Her words about the choice in outfit had him laughing again, this time more sarcastically inclined than humorous. "If you think an outfit is in any way an obstacle for a man like me, you're sorely mistake. But I see. You'll come to find out my preferences in due time. My real, deep wants. A little bit of training for the stray cat goes a long way."

Aiden brushed a hand across his lips, collected his flute, and took another sip while the television continued to provide ambient noise in the background. Her words about the hit had him nodding once subtly, swallowing his sip, and setting the flute down on the table again. "Mmhm," he hummed, ".308 from my rifle at a little short of a mile's diatance. He had a habit of showering near an open window, no blinds. His security detail missed that, it seems. They'll come upstairs to find a dead body and an overflowing tub soon. Probably have, already." There was a sense of pride in that clean hit, but our bulky hitman did not overindulge.

"Hell no," he laughed, biting back some more when she mentioned about knowing what she did today. Mizuki went on sarcastically anyways, earing her a snicker and a roll of the Adonis's eyes. A deep mutter escaped the man's lips as he lifted the flute for another sip, "Jesus Christ." At this point, our muscular hitman was wondering about the return policy on stray cats in his area. Another sip of his champagne saw it finished, and his thoughts washed away. He'd comment as she let out her long-winded explanation, "always thinking about you, love." Of course, equally sarcastic.

"I knew you'd map out my place in your head. But your passport is neither here nor there. Don't go looking for it, and don't expect it back." Those eyes leveled upon her, watching her eat the strawberry with intent. He'd click his tongue on the roof of his mouth at mention of punishing him. "Tch, punish me? No, not even on top of mind. I'll take the claw marks if it means getting what I want, in my selfish moment of need. But you- no. You don't get to doll out punishments. You'll accept them and thank me after, just like your pussy did when it greedily took everything I had to offer it and more."

Aiden put his flute aside and licked his bottom lip, "I should have fucked her, shouldn't I? She was a looker, too. Tell me, are you interested in women? Do you like the idea of watching me fuck the politician's wife after just ending her husband's life?" The towering American leaned in, eyes narrowed upon her as he tried to gauge where her question came from. He was trying to tap further into that intelligent little mind of hers, seeing where her interests are.

The hand upon her thigh slid down again, brushing along her inner thigh before finding the fabric of her panties beneath the frilly little skirt attached to the corset. Index finger prodded, brushed over where her pussy lips would be against the fabric, testing her as he awaited an answer.

"Did you fuck your marks before ending their lives? Tell me, what little dark secrets and desires are in that head of yours, my little Kitten."

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

As luck would have it Mizuki would not try to poison him in his own home since she had no proper alibi or cover. This wasn’t her M.O or her style. Her only olive branch was her tasting his drink to assure him that she was telling the truth. “Oh I very much can. I’m not only beautiful but I’m actually quite intelligent and I could easily find something in your house to poison you but why would I went and only person they would suspect? That would not be very smart of me with it?” She spoke softly as she took another sip when she poured her glass of champagne.

“You only think that you know me trust me you don’t.” She said with a very ominous tone. She knew what she was good at and Aiden only the tip of the iceberg with her. Cunning and sexy no one knew she was a deadly as she was stunning. Those caramel eyes looked him over once again. Continuing to study his every move even the way he breathed. “ I have no need for guns. I know how to use them so don’t assume I’m a helpless damsel. I just don’t like to get my hands dirty.” That was no secret considering if he had followed her body count they were beautifulIy done if you could say that about anyone who crossed her path.

The black widow was not a name to be taken lightly when it was whispered among men. Anyone she touched didn’t last last at all and she vanished without a trace. Aiden may have at least knew that much about his newly acquired love-doll. Hearing his laugh about choice of clothing had her sipping on her champagne once again. The noise from the lowly playing TV made this feel almost surreal. Mizuki was not used to this type of downtime and is showed with how she idly snacked on her late night early morning treat with her new boss as she would think of him. “I’m sure you plan to teach me I take it. I’m not the best student when forced to learn.” That soft voice of hers spoke softly and in almost an hypnotic tone as she focused on the tv for a few minutes.

Something about listening to how he killed a man was very sexy and turned her on. He could see how she turned to look him up and down explained how he took out the politician nodding as if she approved of what he did. “And here I thought you could not be stealthy. What other surprises are you hiding Mr. American?” As if he had some really deep secret he was going to share with her in that moment. “Not bad. I was expecting you to just use brute force in your kills. Tell me more.” She turned herself towards him leaving his hand where it was as her curious mind wanted with know more.

The mumble of Jesus Christ made her laugh since it was fun to watch him react to her boring housewife tale. “You thought of me? That’s all I wanted to hear my love.” Her sarcasm leaked out once more. They both had the same job but when he asked if he should have fucked the wife Mizuki didn’t even skip a beat before answering a straight forward, “Yes.”

“You should’ve fucked her. Ended her after it too. He’s a politician and I’m sure she knew things as his wife. You left a loose end. Should have enjoyed her then got rid of her too.” Damn this chameleon was as cold blooded as they came.

Aiden leaned in close to her and that question didn’t even make her pause to think. Staring deep into the Adonis’ blue eyes it felt like an eternity as that question lingered in the air.

Do you like the idea of watching me fuck the politician's wife after just ending her husband's life?"
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“Oh my sweet summer child… I wouldn’t just watch…” leaning in close she spread her legs to let his hand easily move up her soft thigh. “…I’d join in and if you were lucky I’d watch her take her last breath as she orgasmed as my poison coursed through her veins.” Storytelling was her forte but the way she told this could have been from an over active imagination or from experience and Aiden would have to guess which. “Mmmm…” licking her lips as his ti get traced where her lower lips were covered and hidden from him.

Letting her kyoujin sized boss touch and feel up his property because she’d grace his ears with intel he desperately wanted to hear. Aiden was not the curious tiger wanting answers from his newly acquired cub.

"Did you fuck your marks before ending their lives? Tell me, what little dark secrets and desires are in that head of yours, my little Kitten."
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“I don’t just hand out my information. That’s earned. What makes you think I should tell you?” Asking as she placed her fluke down. Reaching her hand over to press her nails into his rippling chest. “What will you give me if I tell you? You an I both know no one just hands out their secrets. Earn them.” There was that little brat was again. Pushing her limits. Mizuki did like the cat and mouse game they had going. Even if she knew he was much stronger than she was a part of her figured that body of hers could gain a bit of leverage. “If I tell you you owe me something. I think that’s fair especially since…” whispering the last bit. “….I still have so much of you left inside me from earlier. You owe me since I can’t push it all out of me.

I
still
feel
you…” ​

punctuating each word of her last sentence before pressing her lips into his as a distraction wondering if her charms would work on this handsome cold blooded marksman.

 

[Penitency]

The turn of the conversation had Aiden absolutely floored in the best of ways. Mizuki was a cold-blooded killer, but Aiden had already knew that before he acquired this little stray cat of his. However, the fact that she was into the darker, more unique side of the sexual spectrum came at an absolute surprise. Despite his shock, the man did not outwardly display it. Instead, Aiden's right hand brushed over that clothed, panty-clad pussy before withdrawing from the frilly hem of her corset. No, he was so fixated upon her next words that he'd instead sit back, but turn his broad torso more toward her upon the couch.

"I should have, hm?" He confirmed her blunt answer by repeating it, "I like that. You're surprising me, my little stray. In the best of ways." The man's warm lips now curled into a rather devious grin that told her everything she needed to know. Both of them seemed twisted, dark, and unusual in that regard. What these two did for a living was nothing morale or good, but their spectrum also seemed to be aligned in that regard. Aiden's tongue brushed over his bottom lip before he'd tip his head toward one side like a curious puppy. An arch of his brow noted his interest in what she had to say as he remained silent as she spoke, describing what she'd do.

"Mm, lets drop the sweet summer child out of the story though. I hate that moniker. That and 'boy' do not sit well with me. But other than that, well. Wonderful imagery." Aiden couldn't help but laugh some, coming out as another deep and rocky chuckle that had his mountainous shoulders shifting beside his broad neck. A deep seated, pensive hum ruminated in his throat as he thought of different situations and scenes involving her and another little Asian pet. Mizuki was a surprise, but a lovely one at that. It seemed like she went both ways as a bi woman, too.

"You almost have me convinced I should buy another little Asian plaything to make sure you have company here, even when I am gone." Another playful laugh came from the brute. It was a wonder how these two could bond over such cruel and twisted ideas, but they did. Her next set of words had him arching his brow again and clearing his throat casually before responding. "Because I own you." Easy, simple enough, right? The man wore a stern facial expression while staring back at her, feeling her hands brushing over his rock solid chest. She'd feel expensive fabric and his tie dividing her from his fair colored skin and muscle beneath.

"I don't need to give anything in return. You'd be lucky to get such a blessing considering this arrangement favors me, not you." He clarified, narrowing his gaze when she spoke of earning them.

Her clarification that she could still feel him inside her had Aiden licking his bottom lip before biting down on it. Blues met her eyes firmly, but Aiden did not let her lock lips. No, instead, he'd tip his head back to ensure it did not kiss him, and his right hand lifted to grasp her throat. Aiden did not rob her of oxygen, but he did manage her with a firm hand. With his palm wrapped over her neck, thumb pressing softly into her throat, the man coldly noted, "You'll thank me for giving you that gift. You won't hold it against me, and you're not about to tell me that I owe you. When I ask something of you, you answer or do it."

"Hear me?" He whispered commandingly, narrowing eyes into hers.

With his hand upon her collar and throat, the other began to undo the laces of her corset behind her. One after the other, they were undone until it loosened without that support. As that happened, he'd lean in and brush his lips over her own now-- on his terms. With hand on her throat, the other stripping her of the corset, he'd lock lips and tie tongues once more heatedly.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

She couldn’t tell how Aidan felt just by his looks but with the way she spoke he could tell she meant what she said. There was no lying in her voice. It was so monotone it was almost terrifying the way she could change. Mizuki Was secretly sad that he didn’t react the way she wanted to. Perhaps you want him to show more shocked and surprise. When he stopped petting her lower lips she shrugged and figured he wasn’t mad enough to handle her. Letting out a soft giggle and a shrug.

“You should have but I have a feeling you’re not the type to be able to do something that brutal. After all you stick to a gun and never get too close to your kills. Sure. Buy another play toy if you want just remember cats can be territorial and if not introduced correctly I might kill her. I don’t like getting my hands dirty…” Waiting for another strawberry as she pushed the tip past her lips and took a small bite letting the juice drip down before she continue to talk. Chewing and swallowing she let silence fill the room for a moment. This beautiful crane was not about strangling anyone but she just liked getting her hands dirty as she told him. Maybe he forgot that corsets had strings.

The venture a clad love doll was still trying to find some cards that she held to hold over him. Aidan could tell she wanted something to keep him under control but he knew she had a good poker face and she did not have a royal flush in her hand. The stray was a cornered stray and that was the most dangerous of all. The handsome blue-eyed Adonis probably knew that’s why she was trying to look for something to clean onto since her power was stripped from her when she was sold. That Rocky chuckle of his had her wondering what he was actually thinking. With her long index finger she pushed the entire strawberry in her mouth chewed and swallowed. Eyes still watching him try to get a read on him somehow.

Perhaps they both were trying to read each other and considering their line of work they both had amazing poker faces. “You won’t let me forget that you do indeed on me but as I’ve said before and your ears don’t seem to be working it’s only my body that you owe nothing else. I guess I can’t be helped that you’re a big guy you can’t really listen at least you’re good to look at.” Mizuki Had no idea how her bratty insolence will go over with him, but she was literally trying to push his buttons to see what she could set off. Once she knew what set him off she could read him even better and maybe Aiden knew that’s what she was trying to do.

Fixating on his narrowed gaze she was seeing if this would be the fuse that set him off into an explosion. If it did she learn something new. If not she try more. Continuing to push and tease and try her limits was how she learned about her prey. The thing was Aiden was not pray and Mizuki did not realize she was the one he was hunting. Being someone’s pet was such a hard pill for a woman who’s been on top of the world to swallow.

The way he grabbed her throat but didn’t choke her as he stopped her from kissing him made her tilt her head to the side and a bit of confusion. It was criminal for him to even turn her down when she was offering her lips. Firm strong hands held her throat where the collar sat and it made her gasp but let out a very audible I’m turned on moan. “You’re such a mean ogre two pretty princess sitting here all finger self to you.” The way that rolled off her lips sounded so innocent but very bratty. It was no surprise she was used to getting her way. The fact that she wasn’t now was driving her crazy. Men fell at her feet! They begged to get a glimpse of her cleavage and hear he was making sure that she knew she was owned.

“Hmmph.” All of her actions were bravado. She was trying to show that she was strong and unbreakable it was a tactic but sadly one that was not working with Aiden. If he gave her an inch she would take miles. For the moment Aiden was not even offering an inch to her unless it was his thick cock.

As he spoke he could see a grin creeping up on her lips as she knew she was going to be as defiant as possible because she knew that he wanted to know about her and she wasn’t going to tell him and her father wasn’t there to give him a briefing about her history. Her information was at least hers while her body was not. “Has anyone ever told you that you were sexy when you after all command thing like that?” Having a feeling that would piss him off since she didn’t bother to say that she understood his authority. It was true that she saw his command and chose humanly to ignore it. Expecting him to resort to brute violence to get her to talk.

Pushing and pushing his limits with something she was trying to do. It was like a child testing their father to see how far they can get away with things. “Oh I hear you loud and clear but I’m not listening to you you aren’t my father. You see I’m actually terrified of my father. You not so much.” That much information she gave away for free but it wasn’t a surprise when everyone was terrified of her father. Letting him into her corset, well she had no choice but to let him especially the way he held her keeping her from moving on the couch with his hand around her neck the collar pressing into it. The bruises from before still very new invisible. It didn’t take long for Aiden to give her what she wanted which was that kiss those sadly it wasn’t on her terms but his. Either way she take it and return the kiss with such a hard core passion. Nipping at his lower lip threatening to bite and break the skin. Some women liked being kissed gently and lovingly but not Mizuki. Something about being roughed up turned her on. It was true that she would sleep with her targets before killing them and that was a big rumor going around was how she got her men. They were always found nude in compromising positions that they hid from the media. With a dark sick and twisted mind like hers she thought she could get Aiden wrapped around her beautiful little finger. It was going to be a hard reality for her to come to terms with especially since he was not even giving her a centimeter to run with. Holding steadfast to the fact that her mind with her own she was willing to give her body and figured Aiden was not man enough to break her yakuza trained mind.

 

[Penitency]

Mizuki was definitely one of the biggest challenges that Aiden has faced in quite some time. Her spirit seemed unbreakable, but Aiden also understood that good things came to those who persisted. In fact, he also understood that this was their first day despite so much happening within it; there was no way someone of her caliber would break so quickly. Aiden knew this would take much longer than a few hours. And so, the hand upon her neck remained commanding, firm, and impressed upon her collar as if to reminder her of who was truly in command despite her rebellious mouth. Instead of responding to each little quip, he remained silent and locked upon her eyes with his own.

Aiden was searching, seeking, hunting for the answer of how to break her mind. There had to be a clue, a vulnerability, or a puzzle piece that could connect him on the proper path. However, for now, her answers to his prodding questions led him to multiple dead ends. However, at least the muscular brute got some inkling into her dark sexual preferences. They came as a surprise to him, but nothing out-of-this-world considering he knew some really fucked up people in the field, too. His thoughts were running rampant, but quelled the minute he curled a hand around her collar and neck, and then pressed his greedy lips upon her own.

Their embrace was rough, aggressive. Aiden captured her own bottom lip before she could gather his and tugged before letting it snap back. Deep blue eyes reopened when he let her lip return; they narrowed heatedly within hers and impressed upon her his wanton lust despite remaining in control of himself. Her corset had been unlaced with his nimble touch, loosened, but not tossed aside. Instead, her own bust seemed to push down on it, allowing to slide more toward her thighs than being supported and perched high on her chest. However, Aiden's intentions were not to fuck her numb tonight, not like earlier.

Instead, he'd prove to her that she couldn't simply snap her fingers and have her way- her demands met.

Aiden leaned forwards and aggressively captured her earlobe between his teeth. A firm stroke of his tongue lapped at the underside of her ear before pearly whites tugged on it. He'd release and smirk amusedly to himself, allowing those warm lips to tug into an irresistible grin that seemed to fit perfectly upon his handsome face. "If you think you'll ever have control of our situation or environment: don't. Don't get your hopes up, Mizuki. You should take pleasure in ensuring I am pleased, first and foremost. I can see right through your trained act. This isn't my first time dealing with someone of your type." The hand upon her neck playfully tossed her back unto the couch, his towering form coming to a stand shortly afterwards.

"No more snacks, no more champagne. I gave you the freedom to indulge and it clearly went to your head." The brute shook his head, that grin still lingering upon his lips.

"Come," he commanded, reaching down with a muscular arm to grab the back of her head. That large, imposing hand formed a makeshift ponytail of her hair behind her head, feeling those soft tendrils spilling from his palm and between his fingers. As he kept a tight grip at the base of the ponytail he formed, she might think he'd reel her to her knees and shove his dick down her throat. But no, not this time. Instead, he'd use that grip to lift her up to her feet from the couch. "I gave you all day to earn a bit of my respect, but you failed to do so. So... that means..."

Aiden would help lead her upstairs, hand still in her hair as he beckoned her along. She could hear his powerful footsteps beside her, his sculpted arm flaring and flexing unsightly amount of muscle as he used his grip to control her. She could scratch and claw all she wanted, but it didn't matter.

Approaching one of the many doors lining the balcony of the second floor overlooking the first, he'd press a combination into the keypad and allow the door to unlock. Inside was an absolutely empty square room with impact resistance glass walls boxing it in. There was no bed, no furniture... just the dark colored carpet of his modern home. It was here that Aiden pushed her in and began to close the door, "enjoy what being a brat gets you, love." His words a biting sarcasm.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Mizuki was proving to be as stubborn as her own father. A rock and a stone gold one at that. The pinch of that beautiful collar only reminded her of her lost freedoms. This beautiful boxes had been trained since she was young to withstand pain and tolerate so much that one night would not even crumble the brick walls of her self made castle.

She was still a Miura through and through. A hard shell to break and she thought she could best Aiden in whatever he decided. Even with his lips on her she figured she’d win especially since she has been winning for years. There she was kissing her new master when he snapped back as she stared at his beautiful blue eyes and a grande as if she had eaten the canary herself. Smug she was she thought she had won. This week American would bend to her though instead of doing what she predicted he began to hold her down tightly.

Capturing her ear lobe biting and licking letting her moan and almost passed in a bit of glory that she thought the war was won. Oh how wrong she was when it came down to it! The green he had was maniacal. Hearing his words he wasn’t giving up he was pushing back. How could this be when he seemed so weak to her???

Thinking she had her way he grabbed her hair as he began to tell her off and told her to come without even giving her a choice as he pulled her in this time she didn’t fight. She reached up behind her and grabbed his hand trying to pull his hands from her long dark tendrils. “You think you on me but you don’t you big brute bear of an American!” She hissed getting fed up with him but he was not letting go and dragging her to a different part of the house. Figuring this is where he would try and meet her into submission like every other man would.

He didn’t. He told her the champagne and snacks were stopping and she didn’t care about that she figured he would try to beat her down into a submissive little girl and figured she could take a beating she had all her life. meeting was nothing to her but what came next really threw this Asian princess of death into a loop of shock.

“ let me go you great big ape!” She shouted thinking he would listen but he dragged her up the stairs and she did try and pull and flail like a wildcat hoping he’d let go. That’s my niece she would see a room as he push buttons in this room was nothing like she had seen before. mizuki was not very strong but she was wiggly and when he tossed her in she felt the floor looking up she was quick to get on her feet. What she did next was turned to the door and tried to spit at Aiden and when he closed the door she started banging and yelling obscenities.

“Big Bad you can’t control me. You can’t even handle me look at you. You’ll never break me and you’ll have to live with that this is nothing I’ve had worse. My father has done worse to me!” He heard her yell her last sentence before going quiet as she sat on the floor in a traditional Japanese type position and begin meditating. She did not sulk or cry. She could wait him out and as she did she plan to try to get the upper hand. For now in this beautiful Lotus Blossom‘s mined she thought she was winning.

 

[Penitency]

Nothing Mizuki said or did was enough to influence what came next. And what came next was a hollow shell of a room with nothing in it but the flooring beneath her feet and the windows that caged her in. Mizuki was effectively isolated in a cage like a trapped bird without a say in what came next. The impact glass was enough to restrain any form of attack she might have, and the door was reinforced and keypad coded on the outside. Aiden had created this room especially for her on the second floor. He wasn't ignorant: the hitman knew Mizuki would be a tough soul to crack, and had formulated a plan to keep her in here until her mind was reprogrammed to listen a little more to him. Eventually, she'd earn her freedom, but for now: she did not.

Aiden would throw the door on her words and listen for the audible hiss of the automatic lock sealing her on the other side. "Goodnight," the man whispered to himself, turning his back on the door as she pounded upon it and hissed like a feral cat. Despite her cursing and damning of the situation, Aiden moved to his master bedroom where he'd gather his things for tomorrow's job and get a few hours of sleep. That is-- if he could, considering the little stray a few rooms down was making such a commotion until she decided to meditate. It was at this point our topless murderer got a few winks until the morning sun washed over his hardened figure in an orange embrace.

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0800 Hours - Somewhere in California
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Silenced gunshots rang out, peppering two suited guards posted at the top of a set of welcoming, concrete stairs. Either slumped to the floor as blood began to trickle from their corpses across the various rungs of the small venture of stairs beneath them. Black dress shoes rapped at the pebbles of the driveway beneath them on approach. The familiar hitman of legend, Aiden, approached with his rifle shouldered against his right. The barrel was trained upon the two men, ensuring they were truly dead, before he marched up the steps and nudged open the front door into a lavish seaside estate.

He'd lead in with his rifle, lean into the crack in the door he created, and then surged in at the ready. Another few, well dressed guards were cut down with the muted cracks of his rifle. One hand was swift on the reload, swapping a new magazine for the old and placing the old into a chest rig that had been layered over his black long-sleeve shirt. Gloved hands gripped tight to his rifle as he began to move through the living room, cutting down another guard or two that came to challenge what the commotion had been. One of them knocked over the cutlery, creating a fit of noise that alerted the remaining men inside.

Andre Sergov was the top dog of the bratva in the area, but a contract from Ichiro Miura came down in the early hours of the morning as a rush. Given Aiden had just forged an alliance with the Miura family, and the money was good, he took the contract without question. The Russians whispered people like Aiden to be something like folklore, but today, he was alive and in the flesh.

Andre was fast to rise up from his bed, naked, heavyset. One of his guards rushed into the room, busting the door wide and shouting, "Pakhan! We got to go!"

The Pakhan, the leader of the bratva, was fast to run a panicked hand across his bald head. Sitting up next to his little Asian playtoy that had been married to him in an agreement forged by the Yakuza years ago, Andre cursed, "shit. Gather my things. You--" he turned to her, worry over his face, "-- figure out how to live, yes?"

What a selfish little prick.

The guard at the door was shot down from behind, his body falling unto the floor as Andre stood from the bed, overweight and in a spiral mentally as the light of a window glowed over him at the right.

Aiden marched to the bedroom calmly, as if this was so routine. When he entered the bedroom, his rifle was raised upon Andre. Andre lifted his arms and tried to say something, but was cut down by the last rounds in Aiden's magazine. Aiden reloaded, and swore he had seen something move when he had entered. Did Andre have a wife? Blue eyes narrowed as he slung his rifle across his back, grabbed his phone, and took a photo of Andre's corpse as proof of the job.

When that was finished, he tucked his phone away, gathered up his rifle before him, and began to slow walk toward the closet he swore something was in... one thudding footstep after the other came, one hand on his rifle, the other swinging open that closet to see what was inside.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Mizuki was more than angry she was outright pissed! How dare he lock her away like a dog? No matter how much she kicked and screamed there’s no way she was getting out of this damn room. Aiden punched numbers and from where she was she couldn’t even crack it let alone have access to the pad to get out. What he got was cursing and yelling since she was just very frustrated and insulted with how he just threw her in there.

“Goodnight?” She hissed back when she heard its voice through the intercom. “ You’ll pay for this!” Or she could do was lash out with her words since she couldn’t reach him or even break the reinforced glass. For now she was left with her thoughts locked away like a princess in a tower and this would eat away at her and she chose to meditate. For now she would have to bite her time until he let her out and when he did she was prepared to throw a punch or two.

0800 Hours - Somewhere in California​

Being in a situation like this was no surprise for Miyu. This had been her entire life. Right now she was now at her second husband the first man she married met an untimely demise. The second time around was just as bad at the first. It was every man and woman for themselves in this battle. Sadly her luck was running out but her husband decided he was more important in her life. What a beautiful scantly clad Asian trophy wife did was hide in the closet. Miyu didn’t want to die. Not like this she just wanted to live. Even her Husband’s henchman were not helping her. She didn’t know how to fight she didn’t like fighting. Doing what she did best she had instead of silent as possible in the corner of the closet rang out and her heart nearly burst from her chest.

Hands covering her mouth and she saw and tried to keep quiet. Failing miserably and she coward in a small space hoping no one will hear her or try to hurt her. Being a trophy wife she was dressed please turn husband and anyone who laid eyes on her.

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Staying as quietly as he could she would hope She was safe but that was until the closet door swung open. “P…please don’t Hurt me I’m not armed please don’t hurt me!” A shy terrified voice rang out because she didn’t even look up she raised her hands in the air as a sign to show she had no weapons. “Help me….please… i’ll do anything you want please don’t hurt me. I want to live please…” the dark-haired little mouse begged for her life eyes down on the ground hiding her face and her long dark hair and she was dressed like she was going to a burlesque show. Well more like she was in the burlesque show. Fearing the worst she could look up assuming whoever open the door would have a gun either way she do anything in her power to stay alive. Aidan see her trembling and shaking like a leaf. Even though she was married to the head of the syndicate she wasn’t made for this life. A trophy wife who did not know what to do in this kind of situation OK then back and help whoever open the door will take pity on her and not shoot her assassin’s style in the head. “I don’t know anything they don’t tell me anything. I’m not even looking at your face I couldn’t even identify you please let me live. I don’t know any other secrets all he does does is sleep with me….” Miyu couldn’t help herself but confess and it was all true she didn’t know anything oh she was with the kingpins love doll.

 

[Penitency]

Aiden was right: a beautiful, busty little Asian was hiding within the closet and immediately surrendered when the door swung open. He'd step back, both hands holding up his rifle to train the barrel upon her. However, she could notice he froze. Aiden froze for a minute, his brows twitching, upon noticing she looked awfully like Mizuki. Thoughts of his stray, feral little cat back home had the hitman uncharacteristically in his thoughts despite being on the job. What was that Kitten doing to him? A hard swallow shifted his stubbled throat and brought the Adonis back to reality. Both gloved hands tightened upon their grip on his rifle.

Her words were honey coated and much more pliable than that wild lioness back at his place.

"Relax, easy, lower your voice." The man noted, extending one hand out toward her as if it would shush her some. Aiden stepped back a little more, looked over his shoulder to make sure no more guards were charging into the room, and then motioned to her to exit the closet, "come, step out." When she did as he commanded, the man would then turn his side to her and comment, "we're leaving. I am not leaving you to hang around a crime scene I just created. Follow me, or I'll shoot you dead." As much as the towering Adonis wanted to ravage that little play doll, he knew they couldn't stick around here.

It wasn't long before the two of them were exiting the estate, stepping over dead bodies and streams of blood to do so. Aiden led the way, his gear rattling about with every one of his steps. The morning sun was fast to blind them as they made their way upon the front steps leading out of the home. Aiden would turn and extend a gloved hand toward her, helping Miyu step over the corpses strewn about by the front door. She could see the type of chaos and violence that Aiden could singlehandedly create on their venture out.

The rocky pebbles of the drive way would lead them toward his stationary BMW X5M. The passenger side door would be opened and Aiden would wave her inside, "get in, quickly." When she did, he'd close the door and step over to open the rear door. Aiden tossed in his rifle across the back seat, and pulled his chest rig over his head to also pile that over his weapon in the back. The man brushed gloved hands over his muscled chest now covered by only a black long sleeve shirt before throwing the door closed.

Aiden hopped in the driver's seat, twisted the keys, and let the vehicle loudly grumble to life. As he rolled them out unto the road, he'd look over toward Miyu and question gruffly, "what is a pakhan doing with a little trophy wife like you? Are you trafficked? What's your story, and name?"

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Lifting her head to finally look up Miyu Was staring down the barrel of a gun and that’s on her tears begin flowing like a raging waterfall. This box in beauty was absolutely terrified thinking she was going to die in an instant. The booming voice told her to put her hands down as she looked up and continued to look up as she lowered her hands. He was so much bigger than her and she wasn’t making any false moves and she showed that she had nothing on her.

Instantly she was quiet and followed orders nodding even though her whimpering still could be heard. Feeling as if he could hear her heartbeat racing like crazy. It felt like her heart was going to burst through that very large chest of hers. This is so much different than his lioness is at home. Every word he said this newly widowed sex doll followed. Aidan beckoned her out and she did exactly what he said stepping out of the closet still shaking like a leaf in a brisk fall wind.

Reaching out Miyu Took his offered gloved hand and did not ask any questions. If he was going to help her she would take it anything was better Andre Sergov. When the giant Adonis would look down at his new stray kitten he could see her wrist were heavily bruised like she had been tied up. Someone did not treat her nice even her neck had bruises. Nothing permanent of course but if he did eventually get a look at her she had a handful of them. Someone clearly manhandled this poor little docile kitten. Why would someone even do such a thing? She followed orders but the boss he took out was well known to be violent towards his women.

Sniffly could be heard as she stepped over bodies and she couldn’t even look down at them. Every so often she would gasp and whimper. It was a bloodbath and even though she had seen so much of it it’s still made her want to cry. The last thing she wanted to do was be shot so whatever Aiden said she did and with a jump in her step. Looking at the chaos this handsome antihero had cause she had a feeling she was next and all she could do was sniffle and cry softly. If she could run where would she go? He was all she had for the moment and she prayed to every god and goddess that he would let her live.

Once outside she saw his car and when he motion for her to get in she did. Most women would try to run but not this one. Miyu Learned it was much easier to do what was asked and hope for the best. Maybe he wouldn’t hurt her but maybe he would but anything was better than Andre Sergov and his very hard hands.

Sitting in the car she was like a sitting duck placing her hands on her lap as he put the gun in the trunk and that was a good thing but what was he going to do to her now? Her gaze was down like a submissive trained pet when he got in the car. Making sure not to make direct eye contact with him since she knew in this business if you see a full face you were dead.

The scantily clad Asian trophy wife heard the car start I could feel Aiden’s eyes look her over. Same nothing has she heard him ask a question. Gulping loudly she would answer and not even a fight about why he was asking. “Miyu Sergov. I am his wife. I was given to him. He’s my second husband. I didn’t choose him. He demanded me when my first husband died….. he was not a good man please don’t hurt me Sir. I’ll do whatever you ask just please don’t send me back to that family. I’ll do anything to get away from them….” She couldn’t get much else out as she began crying, no sobbing completely as she placed her hands over her wrist wrapping the bruises left from what he had done to her. Miyu hung her head as her long dark hair hid her sweet innocent features. She wasn’t just a trophy wife she was widowed and sold again. The one thing he did not know was her maiden name. For now she was just the trophy wife and passed around love doll who had no choice in the matter so in a way she was trafficked just only between marvel bosses. She couldn’t really help how she cried and lifted her hands to her face to hide her tears as she broke down in that car. Right now she had no one. What was this new man going to do was he going to sell it off again? A part of her going to beg for him not to sell her again but if she did that she had no idea if she would punish her or hit her. Miyu couldn’t take that chance as she sat in the passenger seat hoping for the best even though right now it all looked like it was going to hell in a handbasket.

 

[Penitency]

The hardened killer turned his gaze toward the little submissive stray in his car, marking a second rescue in just two days. A hard swallow shifted his stubble laden throat, but the man's demeanor remained cool and collected on the outside. The stoic and focused look upon Aiden's facial portrait remained; his gloved hands navigated the steering wheel better than his rampant thoughts running about his mind. There was no doubt that Miyu was well trained given her time in captivity with one of the bratva's top dogs in America, now dead in his own bedroom. She knew when to speak, where to look, and meekly bowed her head until she was instructed to do so otherwise. Aiden had hoped Mizuki would be this well disciplined in a few months, but it also made him want to keep this little doll all the more.

"No one involved in this business is a good man. But I won't hurt you. There is no need to hurt you, right now. But if you decide to want to act up, that might change." Aiden didn't know how strong willed she was. Maybe Miyu was deceiving him? Maybe she was as good a killer as Mizuki was and was waiting for the right moment to plunge a hair pin down his throat? At this point, the ruthless murderer was keeping all options open until she proved to him otherwise. Her words had him curiously arching a brow as he navigated them through traffic, his pitch black tint blocking a view for any curious eyes of what was going on within his SUV.

"I'll take you in until I can figure out what to do with you. I normally don't keep strays, but lately, that's been proven to be a lie." Aiden couldn't help but smirk sarcastically, a lingering grin upon his lips spelled trouble. In his mind, Aiden was wondering how lucky and what he had done to deserve two like-looking Asian women who any man would be lucky to strike up a conversation with. Him? He owned them like a Master to a pet. Little did Miyu know, but Aiden was planning on keeping this one off the get-go. He couldn't let her walk given she had seen the murders behind them, and he also wanted more than that rebellious little Mizuki given how stubborn she was.

Soon, the two were pulling up to his drive way. A pair of gates slowly opened at his command, clearing a path up a long winding drive way that led to his lavish California estate. As they began to pull up to his opening garage doors, the man looked over and commented in his gruff tone as if some savior gracing a worshipper, "save the tears. You can stay with me. I have another stray you can play with, too." Little did this guy know-- it was her goddamn sister! What a surprise that was soon to come. The SUV soon pulled into the garage, and the door began closing behind them as he killed the motor with the twist of the keys.

Aiden stepped out, rounded the car, and opened Miyu's door while extending a hand to help her down. A playful swat to her ass was given when she was down, walking in front of him. He'd grin, motioning her to follow with the tip of his head slyly, "this way."

He'd open the door leading into the kitchen, allow her to step into his modern home, and closed it behind her. Aiden pulled his gloves off, tucked them into his back pocket of his pants, and moved toward the fridge. "This is your new home, Miyu. We'll go over expectations and rules later, you must be starving? Thirsty?" The man would reach in for a bottle of cold electrolyte water from his fridge and close it afterwards. Carefully, the brute walked over and handed it toward her to take, "name's Aiden. Here, drink, it should help calm your nerves some."

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Miyu had a hard time controlling her emotions as she soft in the passenger seat as Aidan’s gloved hands moved to the steering wheel and started to drive them off. Her feet was unknown right now. Where was he going to take her? Was he going to return her to the Russians? She didn’t want to go back but it was hard to voice your opinion since he was taught it was bad too. Most women would beg and plead but she stopped there, quietly sobbing into her hands.

Even though she was crying this little doll new to listen and pay attention when the men spoke. When her new handler spoke he could tell her sobs became a little softer. Even if she said nothing he could tell she was listening. Nodding her head when he told her that if she acted up she would be punished. There was no way she was going to do that.

Andre was a cruel man and Even though she never spoke back or fought back that pig of a human still abused her. Miyu knew her place and she knew if she kept quiet and did what she was told the pain would end quickly. Only Aiden’s voice fill the SUV before she would mutter a soft. “Yes master. What you say goes. Thank you for your kindness and sparing me.” Miyu would say but didn’t say more until he would initiate conversation.

When the strange American offered to take her in she looked at her face from her hands but quickly put her face back into them to show that she wasn’t even going to look at him unless he told her to. She knew this business well enough and he was right that men in it were absolutely horrible and bad news. Not pushing her luck she’d make sure to not get a good look at him especially since she had heard the murders and seen the aftermath and dead bodies.

At his massive SUV pulled into his driveway this little stray did not even look out the window. She knew it was best to not take notes on where she was going and keep her head down and mouth shut unless she wanted to be backhanded. And lord knows she did not like that. Aiden had no idea she had been in this life since she was old enough to provide favors to bosses. She was sold off as soon as she was of age to someone much older than her and a man who took pride in breaking in a sweet little virgin. Back then she would try to fight but as she crew she learned fighting only caused them to hurt her more as she accepted her fate as love doll and upon that was used to make deals for her father.

When the car stopped the tall man told her the tears could stop and she tried and she put her bottom lip and try to make herself quiet even though he could hear that she was still crying. It was endearing how she was trying to follow his every order even though it was hard for her to stop on command. The motor of his car stopped and all she could do was wait until he got out and open the door. There was no way she would make the first move. As he extended her hand to him she lowered her hands from her face as she reached out to take his hand but still she never made eye contact with him. That was one thing she learned really quickly was don’t make eye contact and keep her head down until she was told what to do.

Miyu let out a little squeak when he swatted her ass but she didn’t even try to make him stop. With him he was now the highest in command and he could do what he wanted. “May I look up master?” She asked with no sarcasm or malice in her voice she needed a command or else she would still look down. He offered for her to stay with him and that was a good thing since it meant she was away from the Russians. Aidan didn’t sound Russian and she never got a clear look at his face so she didn’t know where he was from.

Expecting the worst but the worst did it come from the stranger as he began offering food and drink as he checked on her which made her feel a bit uneasy since most men never did that for her. Not want to turn down his kindness she nodded still keeping her face lowered and her eyes on her stiletto covered feet. He could hear the clicks of her stall tiny heels on his fancy floor as they made their way into his very lavish kitchen.

Listening carefully she could hear the opening and closing of the fridge and a bottle of something opening. It was then she’d look up but keep her eyes averted from Aiden as he spoke. His shy new pet nodded since she was very thirsty but not very much hungry. After what happened she had lost her appetite even though her body was screaming that she needed something to eat but she would settle for something to drink. “Thank you sir.” Miyu whispered before he would see a shock in her eyes and a very visible fear before she corrected herself. “Thank You master. Thank you for offering me something to drink I even thought I don’t deserve it.” She reached out to take the very cold bottle of electrolyte water and bring it to her lips I took very small sips and let out a soft sigh of relief since she was indeed thirsty.

Aiden had given her his name but she dared not let it slip past her sweet pink lips. “ I do not know what to call you and I will call you whatever you tell me to.” My, my this little stray was very broken in especially considering who she was married to even though Aiden did not know her first husband. It seemed like she was raised to be the perfect pet. Even though she was a bit shaky and terrified but who wouldn’t be after being married to Andre for who knows how long. Everyone knew how horrible Andre was and it was no surprise that he was even worse to his lovers. It was a miracle that Miyu was still alive and Andre had not pawned her off for power or even prostituted her to other men for personal gain.

No. He kept this little dove to himself and with how skittish she had become it showed Aiden that Andre really did a number on her but with his strong and kind touches he could easily make her perfect only for him. Though his day was full of surprises it was only going to become more complicated once he realized this new pet was actually related to his fierce caged lioness.

 

[Penitency]

"Yes, you may look up for now," Aiden clarified, still offering the bottle of drink toward her, "I can be generous so long as you remember your place." Observant, blue colored hues roamed over Miyu's figure rather judgingly, but in the end, it was obvious the overpowering brute liked what he saw. However, despite having the body of a goddess, it was trapped beneath some god awful ensemble no doubt picked out by her tacky owner who seemed to rather extra in the worst of ways. Aiden did not immediately pressure her or be openly forward with his carnal wants despite her training. Not just yet. Instead, his mind was still working overtime to process this situation and how to handle it most appropriately.

"Master is good enough. I don't prefer to go by my name, here and out in the field, if I can help it. And besides, Master is very fitting of what I should be in your eyes at this moment. You should be dead in that mansion with Andre, and yet, I've broken another one of my rules. But you're quite trained; a perfect little fuck doll that's been well disciplined, hm?" The man stepped up toward Miyu as she meekly sipped from the drink he had offered her. One bare, strong hand swept itself across her jaw, first tucking some of her hair behind her ear before his thumb stroked across her cheek. Aiden got a good look at her face as he lifted her chin up, forcing her to look at him now. He almost dared her to meet his eyes with her own.

She could see the stern, serious look written across his face and flatlined lips. She would see the early stages of aging across his face and the lines impressed upon it from years of murder and violence. A scar or two could be seen marring his skin, but overall, the brute was handsome. Considering he had been on the job just an hour ago, he wore no scents or cologne, but she could feel the overpowering sense of masculinity radiating from the man before her. The stubble lining his strong, pronounced jawline only added to a bravado not many men could add up to, including her past lovers.

The thumb stroking over her cheek would dip lower toward her bottom lip. The man slowly pushed his thumb into her mouth, carefully testing and observing. As his thumb slipped into her oral confines, the man tipped his head to the side and dared her to stop him. Aiden knew she probably wouldn't. He didn't linger long, and soon, was letting his thumb brush against her bottom lip as it withdrew. He'd watch her bottom lip snap back against the upper and smirk through his nose, "heh, it's as if you were made to be a little plaything. I can see why you've been trained and coveted as one. I won't lie, I look forward to testing that obedience and skill of yours. Maybe I will end up keeping you after all, despite my doubts."

Aiden's hand dropped from her pretty face, brushed across her breast, and then returned to her side with a sigh. He knew he had some business to attend to. Aiden would also need to free his feral cat upstairs soon, but not yet. "Your last name isn't Sergov anymore. Just thinking of that last name makes me want to retch. I think we need to change it to mine, legally. I might have to start that process with a contact soon. It annoys me that much." He groaned, turning his back upon Miyu and walking into his living room. As his back was turned upon her, she could see his rippling muscle shifting against his black long sleeve shirt.

Given he was in his home, the man reached down for the hem of his shirt and lifted. As it moved higher, she'd be graced with the sight of his lower back, mid, to rocky shoulder blades and traps. His arms were laden with tattoos and full of voluminous muscle that moved with the bulky set of pectorals and striated abdominals she could not see just yet. His shirt was tossed atop of the couch, that messy hair of his slightly disheveled after the shirt brushed by it. Aiden sat down in a chair before a table near his open, bright living room and motioned with a hand over his shoulder for her to join him, fingerings curling in a beckoning, "come, settle on your knees before me, under the table."

The man unfolded a laptop seated on the table in front of him and booted it up. As she was making her way over, he'd also comment. "And before I forget, ditch the clothing, Miyu. You won't need it here at home."

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

Once permission was given his new pet looked up at him with his very soft light brown Chocolate colored eyes. They were sweet and full of fear. This new pet of his didn’t run or even snapped back at him but she happily excepted the drink which she nursed even though she was very thirsty. The way she was dressed was very tacky and something she obviously would not have picked out but her Russian master always had a dressed like she was some sort of club call girl. Miyu could never disagree with him or even say her opinion unless she wanted to get backhanded.


Even with his order to look up at him she said nothing and kept quiet as if waiting for him to tell her what to do. That was how she lived her life and those rules kept her alive for a very long time. When she was younger she used to fight back but it didn’t take long to break in this sweet little lost kitten. Aidan could see that she had been trained very well but obviously not by the Russian she had to be in this game for quite some time. If you looked at her he could see she was around the same age as his lioness. Just as busty as well. Very similar curvy bodies and from the looks of it it seemed like Aiden had a type but little did he know his type ran in the same yakuza family that he had just bought his last wildcat from.

Miyu would take this chance to look him over noticing his age and his scars but most of all his blue eyes that stood out on him. The moment she caught herself staring she looked away thinking he would get upset if he caught her doing so. What if he thought she was trying to commit his image to memory? What if he thought she was going to try and call someone for help? There was no way she could allow him to think that so she quickly averted her eyes until The feeling of his thumb stroking her bottom lip and jawline. Soft as satin she was. Smooth skin and baby faced. Assign showing she was very well taken care of. Who wouldn’t want to take care of something so beautiful? She was like an expensive Faberge egg no cracks and if she were to be sold again she would be worth a lot of green.

While Aiden was inspecting her add slipping his thumb into her mouth she didn’t bite or even move she just let it happen. This Lioness was as tame as they come. Living in captivity for so long and nothing would face her though if he places hand over her heart over her voluptuous chest The American Adonis would feel how fast her heart was racing. Unlike Mizuki he she didn’t have a poker face. Perhaps he could describe it as a resting cherub like face. Her lip snapped back into place and it looked pouty and cute.

Speak when spoken to that was the motto she always followed and when Aiden spoke about how her name was no longer her husband she nodded as she listen to every word that came out of his mouth.

"Your last name isn't Sergov anymore. Just thinking of that last name makes me want to retch. I think we need to change it to mine, legally. I might have to start that process with a contact soon. It annoys me that much."
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“Yes Master. It is no longer my name. From this day forward I whatever you decide to call me. I am free except your gift even though I am not worthy of it yet.” With those words she gave him a tip bow of gratitude as she still held her drink. This was her new master and she accepted it without even questioning who he was or what faction he belong to. It was none of her business anyway. Whatever he did he saved her and he didn’t kill her that was all the proof she needed that he was a good man. A better man than both of her husbands. He didn’t even force of south on her yet. In her eyes he was a shining night that rescued her from an ogre of a man. She owed her life to him. The only reason she was breathing was because of Aiden. He could change her name to whatever the hell he wanted as long as he didn’t send her back.

He could feel how her eyes bought into his back when he turned to walk away. Hyper focused on him as he made his way to the living room. With the permission he gave her she looked him over. He was quite the looker in her eyes and she couldn’t help but enjoy his muscles. She didn’t even feel guilty looking at him. Why should she especially since she was married twice without her consent. Might as well enjoy this blue eyed eye candy.

What he heard was her gasp as he lifted his shirt while she stared at him. He even heard a slight whisper of wow. Freezing in her place until it took her a second and she blinked a few times but when he motions for her to follow she quickly walked behind him like a new puppy enamored with her new keeper.

He told her to settle on her knees and he did not even have to ask her twice to do that. Before she could kneel he mentioned that at home there was no need for clothing and like clockwork she began ditching the clothing and nearly folding them. Not knowing whether or not he wanted her completely naked she figured she ditched everything leaving her fully nude as she sat in the traditional Japanese seiza kneeling position. Look me up at him sitting like an obediently trade thoroughbred at a pedigree dog show. Allowing him to work and concentrate on his laptop as he got a Non-obstructed view of her huge breasts that almost rivaled Mizuki’s.

Aiden could easily find amity’s i formatting and her name which had been changed not once, but twice. First she was married to a Japanese yakuza boss Takahashi then to Sergov but if Aiden dug even deeper and name he would easily recognize with pop up. And that name was Miura.

 

[Penitency]

Miyu was constantly surprising the muscular Adonis now seated comfortably at a chair beside a large glass wall. The sun peaking over the horizon beyond now washed the couple in its warm embrace, highlighting her satin complexion and darkening his fairly tanned one. Miyu would find a light amount of hair across his muscled chest that seemed to go on forever before flowing into his chiseled stomach carved out of stone. That light dusting of hair seemed to add to the dominant and powerful aura the hulking beast displayed, but for now, remained subtle as he began to type away at his keyboard. The feeling of Miyu settling upon her knees under the high sitting table beneath him drew his eyes after a moment. She was flawless.

The sight of those large breasts nestled between her slender forearms had the man's attention and a deep rumble in his throat outwardly displayed Aiden's satisfaction with their size. One hand lowered from the keyboard to cup at the front of one of those mounds; Miyu would feel his workman's palm and thick fingers come to weigh that breast before issuing a firm, eager squeeze to feel how well it spilled from his fingers. Miyu was definitely more than a handful and the lick at his warm lips proved that Aiden was happy with how her body was on par with her sister's upstairs. Little did she know, she wasn't the only Miura here. Aiden was about to be in the shock of his life.

"Good girl," he tossed her a handsome wink, "on your knees as you're meant to be. Whenever you're on your knees, always keep your eyes up on me like a eager little pet. Never let your eyes drop down, no matter what happens." The hand upon her breast gave one final squeeze before he allowed it to move for his zipper and button of those pants. The unzipping of his jeans filled the room, his hand then slipped his thumb into the waistband to push with the muscular flex of his tricep and bicep muscles under the ink that covered his appendage. With his slacks bundled at the ankles, she'd find massive, tree-trunk thighs and his half-massed cock standing on its own before her pretty little face. That towering, imposing girth had filled her sister just the other day, now stood eager for her welcoming mouth.

After he had freed himself, the man used the hand hand to cup at the back of Miyu's head, encouraging her to lean forwards and work him orally as he sat, her figure under the table like some overworked and trained secretary. "Don't stop until I tell you to, little doe." The man would release the back of her head when she had her orders now, allowing her to attend to them as he began moving through dark web channels on his laptop. Thick fingers typed away, navigating encryption and portals until he made contact with someone he knew who could facilitate a name change without stirring too much attention.

It was as if this was so casual, Miyu was welcomed to the occasional groan and moan from the brute, his rippled abdominals tensing, as she did service him properly. Blue eyes narrowed as he noticed her name history. Takahashi, Sergov... nothing out of the ordinary-- 'oh shit.' Aiden paused, internally cursing at himself as he stared at the screen and then looked down between the valley of his hardened thighs to lock eyes with his little fuck doll that was ordered not to stop until he told her to. A hard swallow shifted his throat, an amused grin now beginning to creep along the corner of his lips. "Good girl," he commended, not telling her that he knew she was a Miura.

What a shocker! Leaning back in his seat, the man let his eyes linger in hers a little longer like a King being serviced on the throne. One hand cupped at the back of her head again encouragingly, while the other worked the keyboard. Aiden shook his head with a grin upon his face, internally laughing at the situation. He had a girl who could break Mizuki if played right. This was absolutely perfect: he had two sisters under his control, and one of them was broken like the perfect little toy.

As Miyu sucked his dick, the brute began talking to her father via text message, as ironically as it sounded. Aiden began writing up the contract was complete to their father, beginning to upload the photo from his phone to the computer. Little did their old man know, Aiden know owned both and one of them was busy with the man he was speaking to.

 

[EtherealElvenEmpress]

This sculpted god before her was her new master and without any questions she knelt nude before him accepting her new station. Miyu couldn’t help but stare at the hair on his masculine chest. He was more manly than both of her dearly departed Husbands. Aiden had A birds eye view of her full chest between her slender shoulder blades.

Watching as one of his hands forward to cup her delicious mound inspecting it and feeling how soft it was. She was all natural and he could tell the weight and the fluffy feeling. Was she bigger than his Lioness upstairs just a tad they both had very large chests. From her lips trickle light moans as a fun told her breast. Then came the moment of truth as he unzipped his fly and shifted himself to pull his massive cock from his trousers causing his little pet to gasp at his size without thinking. His hand easily found the back of her head as emotion her to the forward. Most women would pull back. Protest. Beg not to do it, but not his little doe. Fully understanding is cute she leaned her head forward she opened her mouth very wide to take him in and slowly centimeter by centimeters let him feel her hot wanting mouth. Doing exactly as he said as she looked up at him. Aidan could tell this was a struggle.

Gagging was inevitable on his size. That hot tongue of hers danced in circles around his girth and when she was treated to his moans it was her turn to let her out as well. Sucking sounds filled the room that’s her saliva covered what she could fit in her mouth. If Aiden looked down he could see her rubbing her thighs together. Was she getting turned on by? The end it was yes. He can hear her sucking feel the pressure of her swallowing any leaking pre-cum, but there’s no way she could take him fully in her mouth.

Aiden was a beast. The way her body rocked on her knees and swayed gave away that she was enjoying herself too. Miyu was conditioned to please her man at all costs. Eyes still up she saw Aiden look at her. With her eyes on his stunning blue ones she sucked even harder bobbing her head up and down trying to stop that massive dick fully into her mouth. There was no way she was going to stop unless he told her to. It took her at least a good five minutes to get used to his leg enter but once he did he could feel the tip of his balls cock hit the back of her throat. That little Gracie gave her went a long way and spurred her on to continue. “Mmmm…mmmmm…” he vibrated on his thick shaft unaware of what he found out about her. Believe it or not she kept her hands placed on her lap but she didn’t touch yourself even though she wished to. There was a part of her that wanted to touch this iconic American man she was sucking off. While looking up at him her eyes pleaded silently for some thing Aiden would have no idea what she wanted.

The messaging between Aiden and her father was something she could never imagine especially since her father what the heck out of laundry since he had betrayed the family. Aidan did not have to wait for Mom to get a message back from Ichiro.

“So she still has alive? That is wonderful news.” The email read. “Sergov was Stealing from me and making other alliances and I could not have that. I see you’ve met Mizuki’s twin. Send the contract for you and send it back post taste. Are you sure you can handle them both?” their father asked in the email to Aiden and he didn’t even flinch seeing his daughters sucking him off. Miyu I was honestly better off with Aiden. If Aiden didn’t take her her father would’ve arranged for her third marriage. The American born killer had struck the jackpot tonight. Not only was their father not upset, but he gave the blue eyed assassin both of his daughters. A part of them wondered how his eldest daughter would react to this.

Miyu was completely focused on her masters pulsing shaft. Noisily and greedily sucking and slurping on him swallowing every little drop of pre-ejaculate that leaked from his tip. Feeling how his cock was beating at the back of her throat she was preparing and waiting for him to explode as he helps she could catch all of it though with is size she knew with his size she knew that she might like it when he finally came.

 

[Penitency]

It was true: this would be a challenge. Aiden was much bigger than her last two men combined, his hard and subtly up-curved cock spanned eight inches and some change. If she placed her chin to his base, she'd find his length literally spanning the height of her face, and the width of him was equally above the average. A small amount of hair surrounded it, flowing from his washboard lower abdominals in a happy trail. Each of her gags had the Adonis before her biting down on his bottom lip; his striated abdominal muscles tensed up like a brick patterned wall placed right before her fixated eyes and pretty face. The wet, warm recesses of her throat had his cock wildly pre-cumming and aching for more in hard pulses against her tongue.

Curious blue eyes caught the excitement of her body. Her thighs were rubbing, hands clutching her lap with a welcoming intensity not many women displayed. "Good girl," he cooed, mixed with an encouraging moan that accented his words. Aiden continued to type away at the laptop while Miyu struggled, her cheeks creating a suction not many could do as well as she could. Miyu was properly trained- her mind and body had become this, and she seemingly knew nothing else. Aiden sat back like a King, his own muscular thighs flaring against the seat before her, but she was not allowed to touch. No, he wanted his little fuck doll to earn her touch, and she hadn't yet.

The vibration sent up his monstrous cock had the brute grinning an groaning at the same time. He'd continue to trade emails with her father while she struggled, but finally welcomed him into the back of her greedy throat. Aiden typed back: 'You should have told me your daughter was in that house. I could have planned for this better. But I'll take care of her. I am up for the challenge.' There might have been a moment Miyu's father might have seen her head bobbing between Aiden's hard thighs, impaling her throat on his length, but thought nothing of it. To him, she was a trophy. A pawn to play in the field.

It was here that Aiden requested her father change Miyu's last name officially, through his own channels, in order to make this deal official. The contract was also finalized for the hit on Andre, as to where the photographic proof was accepted. As Miyu greedy sucked an slurped, Aiden checked in on Mizuki's room via a camera mounted in a corner of the room. It was here that our brutish American typed in the numeric password of her door on his laptop that was on the same network as that device. Mizuki would hear an audible click of the door unlocking and a green light flickering above the door handle. It had been red all night. Mizuki was given freedom to exit the room.

However, when she did make her exit, she'd find a good view of a woman bobbing her head between Aiden's lap as he sat back in his chair. One of those tattooed arms came forwards and cupped the back of Miyu's head once again. Both hands formed a sloppy little makeshift ponytail, before the left decided to hold unto the base of that ponytail loosely. His Rolex strapped to his wrist gleamed a bright reflection of the sun as his forearm bobbed with the motions of her head. When Mizuki came down, got closer, she'd find who it truly was. With Miyu given orders not to stop, the hand behind her head ensured she did not even if she grew surprised, shocked, to see Mizuki.

"My stray, don't try anything too sudden, hm?" Aiden looked down at Miyu with a grin while he spoke to Mizuki, "you wouldn't want anything to happen to this little doe, would you? I am sure you know who this is. Well, that should make it easier to work together."

The hand upon Miyu remained, clutching at her hair. Aiden's hard body tensed for her and Mizuki's eyes as he groaned, "mmnh, she's really good at this, too. Get down there and join her on your knees until I tell you you're both done. You wouldn't want to see her hurt, would you?"