more miko (the rest of the day)

As they walked towards their classes, Mark's mind raced with ideas on how to showcase his new possession. He tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her closer as they navigated the bustling hallway. "Miko," he whispered, his voice low and commanding, "I think it's time everyone sees the new you." Iino's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Yes, Master," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Mark smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Mark's grip on her hand tightened as he leaned in, his breath grazing her ear. "Miko," he whispered, his voice low and commanding, "I want you to skip your next class. Go shopping instead—buy something sexy, something that will make you look irresistible. I want everyone to see you, to envy you, but remember, you're mine." Iino's heart raced at the order, a thrill of excitement mixed with fear coursing through her veins. She nodded eagerly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Master." Mark's lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "And don't forget, I'll be waiting for you at the end of the day.

With a final slap on her ass, Mark releases Iino, leaving her standing there, still shivering from his touch. She watches as he walks away, his confidence oozing from every pore. Iino can't believe this is really happening to her, but she knows there's no turning back now.

She hurries off to skip her class, her mind already racing with ideas of what to buy for her shopping trip. As she leaves the school she feels a swirl of emotions.She's breaking school rules by leaving, betraying everything she belives in, but she can't help but feel excitement from obeying mark.

The wind blows through her hair, and she shivers slightly. She pulls her phone out of her pocket and checks the time - she still has 6 hours before she's supposed to meet Mark again. With a deep breath, she starts walking towards the nearest shopping district.

Her feet move automatically, as if guided by an invisible ****. She browses through store windows, taking in the array of clothing options before her. She goes from dresses to skirts to more revealing outfits.

After some time she has bought several pairs of clothing and was ready to go home to prepare herself when she saw an erotic store.

Iino hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of curiosity and guilt wash over her. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she needed to explore this new side of herself.

With a deep breath, she stepped into the store, her heart pounding in her chest. The walls were lined with all sorts of adult toys and lingerie, and she felt her cheeks heat up as she took it all in. A salesclerk approached her, smiling knowingly. "Can I help you find something?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.

Iino shook her head, her eyes darting around the store.

"I'm looking for clothes that make me look sexy and submissive," she said shyly, her voice barely above a whisper. The salesclerk smiled knowingly, his eyes lingering on her body.

"Well, miss, I think I have just the thing for you." He led her over to a rack of lingerie, his hand brushing against her lower back as he did so. Iino's heart raced as she looked at the array of lacy undergarments before her.

The salesclerk smiled, watching her eyes widen in surprise at the revealing pieces. "These are... really sexy," she murmured, her cheeks flushing. The salesclerk chuckled softly.

"I can tell you like them," he said, reaching out to grab a black lace bra and panty set. "This is our bestseller. It's very popular among our customers who want to feel both sexy and submissive."

Iino took the set from him, feeling the softness of the fabric between her fingers. She nodded, her mind already racing with thoughts of how Mark would react to seeing her in this.

The salesclerk chuckled softly. "You know, miss, we also have some costumes that might interest you. They're perfect for someone who wants to feel like you do."

Iino looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she was considering this, but something about the idea of pleasing Mark was driving her to explore her newfound desires. "Show me," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

The salesclerk smiled and led her over to the costume section.

Iino's eyes widened as she saw the array of sexy costumes. There were maid outfits, nurse outfits, policewoman outfits, and even a few revealing animal costumes. She couldn't believe how many options there were.

"These are... really something," she murmured, running her fingers over the soft fabric of a black maid's uniform. The salesclerk chuckled softly.

"They're very popular among our customers who want to add a bit of fun to their lives," he said, his eyes lingering on her body. Iino blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

She couldn't decide which would pleasure Mark more, so she decided to buy various of them. As she handed over her money to the salesclerk, she felt a sense of anticipation building within her.

As she walked out of the store, she couldn't help but feel excited about the new experiences she was about to have. She couldn't wait to show Mark all the things she had bought. She hurried home, eager to get ready for their next encounter.

Back at home, she quickly changed into one of the outfits she had bought. A red short dress with a big O shape in tge middle, leaving her torso and underboob completly exposed. She completed the set with a pair of red panties and red high heels.

Iino looked herself at the mirror and felt a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this,dressing all revealign and offering herself like a total slut. but at the same time, she felt a sense of freedom in her submission and a new found sense of purpose in serving Makr. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she imagined he's reaction to seeing her like this.

With a deep breath, she hurried out of her room and towards

the school. Upon arriving people start looking at her.

"What the fuck is this?" a boy says, pointing at Iino. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"Is that Iino Miko?" another student asks. "I've never seen her dressed like that before."

"I bet she's just trying to get attention," a girl whispers. "Look at her body!"

Iino blushed feeling humilliated by the exposure, but this is what Mark wanted. She stays there at the entrance waiting for him as the students keep comenting.

"That hipocrit bitchm, just last week was lecturing me for having my skirt to short" a girl says.

"She look really hot " says a guy.

People stated to wonder what could've happened to the once prim and proper Iino miko to dress like thiss, what could have brought such a big and sudden change in her ?

Suddenly, as if to answer all this questions Mark apears and walks toward Iino.

She turns around, her heart racing with anticipation. Her eyes meet his, and she feels a wave of heat wash over her. She smiles nervously, her cheeks flushing with excitement.

"Hi, Master," she says, her voice quivering slightly. "I... I brought what you asked for."

Mark raises an eyebrow, his eyes scanning her body up and down. He smirks, taking in the revealing outfit she's wearing. "I can see that," he says, his voice low and seductive. "You look... very sexy."

Iino blushes, feeling a mix of pleasure and embarrassment.

Mark grabs Iino's hands and pulls them to his hard cock "look how hard you make me" he says.

Iino feels very proud on causing that on mark. Slowly she starts stoking his cokc over his pants.

People keep watchin eyes wide open in surpriese, some still wondering what's going on.

Without a warning mark kisses Iino, a deep passionate kiss. His hands start roaming over her body, feeling her over. He's clearly doing this to show off, to let everyone now that now Iino belongs to him, Iino knows this and plays along, letting him grope her ass and boobs and melting into the kiss.

Iino moans softly, her body responding to Mark's touch. She feels a rush of emotions - excitement, fear, and something else she can't quite put her finger on. As they break the kiss, she looks up at him with adoration in her eyes.

"I'm all yours Mark-sama, forever," she says breathlessly.

Mark smirks down at her, pleased with her obedience. "That's my girl," he says, pulling her closer to him. He glances around at the onlookers, who are still watching in shock and disbelief.

Iino feels a mix of emotions as she leans into Mark's touch. She's excited by the attention they're getting, but also worried about what others might think. As they stand there, hands intertwined, she can feel the heat from Mark's body radiating onto her skin.

Suddenly, a group of girls approach them, their faces flushed with anger. "What do you think you're doing?" one of them demands, pointing at Iino. "You're such a hypocrite!"

Iino feels her heart race as she looks up at Mark, waiting for his response. He smirks down at the girls, his eyes cold and calculating. "I think you've got it all wrong," he says smoothly. "Iino here has learned an important lesson about respect and obedience. And now that she's seen the error of her ways, she's going to make sure everyone around her follows the same rules."

The girls exchange glances, unsure how to respond. Before they can say anything else, Mark pulls Iino closer to him, his hand slipping beneath her skirt. "Tell them Iino"

Iino, who is still caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, hesitates for a moment before addressing the crowd. "I... I'm sorry," she stutters, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I was a stuck-up bitch before, and I didn't realize how wrong that was. But now I know that respect and obedience are important, Mark-sama has shown me the pleasure in submiting to someone,and I'll make sure everyone around me follows the same rules."

The crowd looks at her in shock and disbelief, but also with a hint of admiration. They never thought they'd see the day when Iino miko would grovel at their feet.

Mark, satisfied with her performance, smirks down at them before pulling Iino away.

"Come on, my pet," he says, leading her towards the exit. "We have more important things to do."

Iino follows him obediently, her mind reeling from the events of the past few minutes. She can't believe she just admitted to being a hypocrite and promising to enforce Mark's rules on everyone around her. But as they walk away from the crowd, she feels a strange sense of liberation. For the first time in her life, she's finally found someone who understands her, someone who can take control and make her feel alive.

As they walk, Mark's hand tightens around hers, his grip firm but not painful. He leads her through the bustling streets, their footsteps echoing in the silence of her mind. She wonders what he's thinking, what he has in store for her. Her heart races with anticipation, and she can't help but feel a twinge of fear mixed in with her excitement.

Suddenly, Mark stops and pulls her towards him, his face just inches from hers. His eyes bore into hers, a mix of lust and power radiating from his gaze. "Take me to your house," he demands, his voice low and menacing.

Iino's heart races as she realizes what he has in mind. She knows that once they get to her house, there will be no turning back. She's never had a man in her room before, and the thought of Mark taking control of her most intimate space sends a shiver down her spine.

She hesitates for a moment, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen. But then she remembers the words she spoke earlier - she promised to obey Mark's rules, and this is what he has commanded. With a trembling hand, she takes his and leads him towards her house, her heart pounding in her chest.

As they walk, Mark lets her walk in front of him, his eyes trailing her every move. He notices the way she swings her hips with each step, and he smirks to himself. He leans in close to her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

"I like the way you walk," he whispers, his voice low and seductive. "Show me more."

She turns around to face him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. But when she sees the look in his eyes, she feels a strange mix of fear and excitement.

Mark steps closer, his gaze fixed on her ass as she shakes it with each step. He reaches out and grabs her ass, squeezing it softly.

"That's it," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "Show me more."

Iino obeys his command, shaking her hips even harder as she walks towards her house. The motion makes her skirt ride up, revealing more of her black lace panties. She can feel his eyes on her, burning into her skin. Her heart races in her chest, and she can feel the heat between her legs.

Finally, they reach her house.

Iino instantly, without being ordered, guides him to her room. Her heart is pounding in her chest as she opens the door and steps inside. She can feel his presence behind her, his warmth radiating through her skin.

She turns around to face him, her eyes wide with anticipation. He steps closer, his gaze fixed on her lips. She feels a tremor run through her body as he reaches out and brushes a strand of hair from her face.

"You're so eager," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "bet you've been waiting for this moment for so long."

"Yes master, I need you. Please fuck my pussy" she says. As she does she place herself on the bed offering herself to him.

Mark pulls out his cock and says "so eager, but first you have to get me ready". At this Iino let her head fall from the side of the bed and opens her mouth.

Instanlt Mark puts his entire cokc in to Iino's mouth. She can feel her throat being invaded by his cock, the irresistable flavor of it and his balls slapping against her face.

She starts to move her head up and down, taking more of his cock into her mouth as she tries to show him how eager she is.

Mark grabs her boobs and squeezes them hard, causing her some pain and pleasure at the same time.

As Mark's balls slapped against her face, Iino felt a surge of excitement mixed with a primal desire. The scent of his skin, a mix of sweat and musk, filled her nostrils, and she couldn't help but inhale deeply, savoring the aroma. She had never imagined that such a sensation could be so intoxicating, but now, as she lay there, she couldn't get enough. Her hands instinctively reached up, cupping his balls gently as she continued to move her head, taking him deeper with each stroke.

Iino's lips tightened around Mark's cock as she moved with renewed vigor, her determination to please him driving her forward. Each stroke of her head brought her closer to the reward she craved, and she could feel her own arousal growing with every passing moment. Mark's hands rested on her shoulders, his fingers digging gently into her skin as he guided her rhythm. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with approval. "You're doing so well. Keep it up, and I'll give you exactly what you want." Iino's heart raced at his words, her mouth working faster as she sought to prove her devotion.

Mark's hands moved from her shoulders, his fingers tracing down her body until they reached her breasts. He grabbed them firmly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he squeezed. Iino gasped, the pressure sending a sharp sting through her nipples, but beneath the pain, a flicker of pleasure ignited. Her breath hitched as she continued to work her mouth, the rhythm faltering for just a moment before she steadied herself. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating, and she could feel her arousal growing, her body responding to the dominance in his touch.

As Iino's body trembled with each wave of pleasure, her orgasms intensified, shaking her very core. Mark's grip tightened around her tits, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he drove into her with relentless passion. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she clung to him, her nails digging into his back. The room was filled with the sounds of their mutual desire, the air thick with the scent of sweat and passion. Iino's cries of pleasure echoed through the room, her body arching beneath him as she reached peak after peak, each orgasm more intense than the last.

As Mark's grip tightened on Iino's boobs, his breathing became more labored, signaling his approaching climax. Iino, sensing his tension, redoubled her efforts, her mouth moving with frantic intensity. The room was filled with the wet sounds of her efforts, and the air was thick with the scent of their arousal. Mark's hands shifted, one grasping the back of her head as he thrust deeper, his control slipping. "You're going to take it all," he growled, his voice strained with pleasure. Iino's throat constricted as he came, the warmth filling her mouth. She swallowed instinctively, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe.

As the warmth of Mark's release filled her mouth, Iino felt a surge of satisfaction. She savored the taste, her throat constricting as she swallowed, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. Her eyes, though watery, locked onto his balls, a silent communication of submission and pleasure. Mark's grip on her head loosened, and he stepped back, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

As Mark pulled out, the warmth of his release spilled across her face, each strand glistening under the dim light. Iino's breath caught as the first drops hit her skin, the heat radiating through her. She could feel the sticky liquid tracing down her cheeks, the scent filling her nostrils, and she shivered with pleasure. The taste on her lips was salty and rich, and she licked them instinctively, savoring the flavor. Her body trembled as the final drops fell onto her face, and with each touch, her arousal peaked.

Iino remained still for a moment, the aftertaste lingering on her tongue, before she slowly sat up, her cheeks flushed. She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, a mixture of embarrassment and pride swirling in her chest.

Iino's breath came in ragged gasps as she gazed up at Mark, her eyes pleading with a mix of desperation and desire. She takes off her panties and spread her legs wide, the cool air brushing against her heated skin as she exposed herself completely to him. "Please, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "Fuck me... fuck my pussy. I need you inside me, now." Her hands grasped at the sheets, her knuckles white with tension as she arched her back, offering herself to him without restraint. Mark's eyes narrowed, his chest heaving as he towered over her, his cock still slick from her mouth.

Mark's hand clamped around her neck, his fingers pressing into her skin as he leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You don't get to ask for anything," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You're nothing but my fuck toy, here to satisfy me whenever I want." Iino's breath caught in her throat as his grip tightened slightly, a mix of fear and exhilaration coursing through her veins. She nodded, her eyes wide with a blend of submission and desire, as Mark's other hand reached down, his fingers tracing her slick folds before thrusting deep inside her.

Mark's grip on Iino's neck loosened slightly as he straightened up, his chest still heaving. "You've been a good **** today," he said, his voice still rough but tinged with a rare hint of approval. "Just this once, I'll forgive you." Iino's eyes fluttered closed, a mix of relief and gratitude washing over her. She nodded eagerly, her breath catching in her throat as Mark's fingers still lingered on her skin. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling. Mark's other hand reached down, his fingers tracing her slick folds before thrusting deep inside her, causing her to gasp sharply.

Mark's lips curled into a sly smile as he gazed down at Iino, her body trembling with anticipation. He reached down, his hand wrapping around the base of his cock as he aligned it with the entrance of her pussy. "Do you want this?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, as he pressed the tip against her, taunting her with the promise of what was to come. Iino's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she nodded eagerly, her hands clutching the sheets in desperation. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing.

Iino's eyes locked onto Mark's, her gaze filled with a **** plea. She could feel the heat of his cock pressing against her entrance, teasing her with the promise of fulfillment. "Please, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with urgency. "I need you inside me. I can't wait anymore." Her hands reached up, grasping at his arms, her nails digging gently into his skin as she pulled him closer. Mark's expression remained stoic, but a flicker of satisfaction crossed his face as he slowly began to push into her, each inch filling her with a mix of pain and pleasure

As soon as Mark's cock slid into her, Iino's body convulsed with a violent shudder, her muscles clenching around him like a vice. The orgasm ripped through her instantly, a blinding wave of pleasure that left her breathless and trembling. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her nails digging deep into the fabric as she arched her back, pushing herself further onto him. The heat of her pussy enveloped him, slick and tight, and Mark's eyes narrowed in satisfaction as he felt her contract around him.

Mark's thrusts grew more relentless, each stroke driving deeper and harder into her, the **** of his movements pushing her further up the bed. Iino's hands clawed at the sheets, her body trembling with each impact as the headboard slammed against the wall in rhythm with their movements. The room echoed with the sounds of their intense coupling, her breathless gasps mingling with the raw, animalistic grunts that escaped Mark's lips. With each powerful thrust, Iino felt herself being claimed, her body surrendering completely to his dominance.

As Mark's relentless thrusts continued, Iino's voice escaped in breathless whispers, her words tumbling out in a **** rush. "This is everything I wanted... and more," she gasped, her hands clawing at the sheets as if anchoring herself to the moment. "I'm so glad I gave in to you, Master. This feels so right, so perfect." Her body arched higher, meeting each powerful stroke with an eagerness that bordered on desperation. "I never knew it could feel this good," she confessed, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and submission. "You own me, Mark. Every part of me is yours."

As Mark's relentless thrusts continued, Iino's moans grew louder, each one a testament to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. With each powerful stroke, she felt herself being pulled closer to the edge, her breath hitching as she screamed out, "I belong to you, Mark! I love you!" Her words were a mix of desperation and adoration, her voice trembling with each orgasm that rippled through her. Her hands clawed at the sheets, anchoring herself as her body arched higher, meeting each thrust with an eagerness that bordered on desperation. "This is everything I wanted... and more," she gasped, her body surrendering completely to his dominance.

Mark's chest heaved as he pulled back, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. He looked down at Iino, her face flushed and her body trembling with aftershocks. "You're a good fucktoy," he said, his voice rough and approving. "I'll keep you for a long time, use you whenever I want." Iino's eyes lit up with a mix of fear and excitement as she nodded eagerly, her lips parting slightly. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling. Mark's hand reached down, tracing her slick folds before thrusting deep inside her once more, causing her to gasp sharply.

Mark's lips crashed down on Iino's, the kiss rough and unyielding. His tongue invaded her mouth, claiming every inch as his own, the intensity of the kiss mirroring the ferocity of their lovemaking. Iino's hands rose to his chest, her fingers digging into his skin as she met the kiss with equal fervor, her lips parting wider to allow him deeper access.

As their lips remained locked in the fierce kiss, Iino's moans grew louder but were muffled by Mark's mouth, her breath catching in her throat as his tongue explored every inch of her. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her body. The room around them faded away, leaving only the sound of their ragged breathing and the relentless pounding of their hearts. Mark's dominance was absolute, and Iino felt herself melting into his control, her pleasure reaching a peak that left her trembling and gasping for air.

As Mark's thrusts reached their peak, he drove himself deeper into Iino with a **** that left her breathless. His final, powerful stroke was met with a surge of warmth as he released inside her, triggering an orgasm so intense that her entire body convulsed. Iino's hands gripped the sheets tightly, her eyes wide with disbelief as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

As the last waves of pleasure subsided, Iino lay there, her body limp and her mind foggy, the warmth of Mark's release still coursing through her. She tried to speak, but her words came out as mere whispers, incoherent and jumbled, her thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm. Her hands, still trembling, rested lightly on Mark's chest, her fingers barely grazing his skin as if unsure of their purpose. The room around her was a blur, the only clear sensation the weight of Mark's body pressing down on her, a comforting reminder of what had just transpired.

Iino's lips parted, her breaths shallow and erratic as she struggled to form words. "Love..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, trembling with each syllable. Mark's chest rose and fell with deep breaths, his weight pressing down on her as he listened intently. "Yours..." she continued, her fingers tracing faint lines across his skin, her touch light yet filled with affection. The words tumbled out in fragments, each one a testament to her devotion. "More... fucktoy... love..." Each whispered word was a plea, a promise, a declaration of her submission and adoration. Mark's expression softened slightly, a rare glimpse of tenderness in his dominant demeanor.

Mark slowly pulled out of Iino, his chest heaving as he stepped back to admire the trembling form before him. Her body was slick with sweat, her face flushed and eyes half-lidded, a testament to the intensity of their encounter. He smirked, a sense of pride swelling in his chest as he took in the sight of her, her limbs weak and her breath still ragged. "You look perfect like this," he murmured, his voice low and approving. Without another word, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Iino in a daze.

Iino's breath hitched as she watched Mark walk away, her mind foggy and her body still trembling from the aftershocks of their intense encounter. She tried to speak, her voice barely above a whisper, "M-Master... where are you going?" The words tumbled out weakly, laced with a mix of desperation and longing. Summoning what little strength she had, Iino attempted to push herself up, her hands pressing against the bed as she struggled to sit up. Her legs, however, felt like jelly, unresponsive and weak from the relentless passion they had shared.

Iino's attempt to rise was futile; her legs buckled beneath her, and she collapsed forward, her face hitting the floor with a soft thud. The cool surface offered little comfort as her cheek pressed against it, her breath catching in her throat. Her arms, trembling and weak, splayed out to her sides, unable to muster the strength to cushion her fall. The room spun around her, a blur of colors and shadows, as the aftershocks of their passion still lingered in her body. She tried to call out for Mark, but her voice was barely a whisper, lost in the silence of the room.

Suddenly, Mark reappeared, his footsteps echoing through the room. He was holding a glass of water in one hand, his expression unreadable as he watched Iino's prone form on the floor. Without a word, he knelt down beside her, his eyes never leaving hers. With a gentle hand, he lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. His gaze was intense, a mix of pride and tenderness that sent shivers down her spine.

"Damn bitch I was just thirsty" he says as he drinks the water "didn't expect you stupid whore to be so ****," Mark mutters, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and dominance. He sets the glass down on the floor beside her, his eyes never leaving hers as he reaches for her head. His strong fingers intertwine with her hair, pulling her head up forcefully, her neck arching back as she winces in pain. "You need to be careful, Iino," he growls, his breath hot against her face. "You belong to me now, and you can't get hurt unless I say so. Do you understand?"

Iino's eyes welled up with tears as she stared up at Mark, her voice trembling. "I'm sorry, Master," she whispered, her words laced with sincerity. "I just wanted to serve you... If you wanted water, I could have gotten it for you." She sniffled, her body still weak from their earlier encounter. Mark's grip on her hair tightened slightly, but his expression softened. "You're forgiven," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. He pulled her up, and she winced in pain but didn't complain. "Next time, I'll let you serve me properly." He released her hair and helped her sit up, his touch surprisingly gentle.

Mark yawned, his tiredness evident as he stretched and made his way to the bed. He climbed under the covers, his movements relaxed, and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. Iino watched him, her doubt clear in her eyes. She hesitated for a moment before slowly crawling onto the bed beside him. Her movements were cautious, as if she wasn't sure if she was allowed to be there. Mark glanced at her, his expression softening slightly, and patted the spot next to him. "Come here," he said, his voice calm but still carrying an air of authority.

Mark's arm wrapped tightly around Iino, his hand firmly grasping her ass as he pulled her close. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he let out a deep breath. "Sleep," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Tomorrow will be another day of serving me." Iino nestled into his embrace, her heart pounding softly as she felt his warmth envelop her. Despite the exhaustion, a surge of anticipation ran through her, knowing that each day brought new ways to please him. She closed her eyes, her thoughts swirling around the promises of the next day, her body still tingling from his touch.

Iino's voice was barely audible as she whispered, "Thank you, Master, for taking me despite being such an annoying, straight-laced bitch. I'm yours forever." Her words were laced with a mix of gratitude and self-deprecation, her body still pressed tightly against Mark's. He shifted slightly, his hand still gripping her ass, and replied, "You're mine, and don't forget it." Iino's eyelids grew heavy, her breathing slowing as she drifted off to sleep, her heart pounding softly against his chest. Mark's expression remained stoic, but a faint smirk played on his lips as he held her close, the warmth of her body a comforting presence. Proud of himself for what he achived with Iino he also falls asleep