Her heart races as she thinks about the possibility of playing truth or dare with you. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but somehow she can't help but feel drawn to the idea. Maybe because being trapped in this elevator together makes everything seem different... safer. With a shaky breath, she finally finds her voice. "Okay... truth or dare?"

She hesitates, her heart pounding in her chest as she considers what sort of dare she could give you while still feeling comfortable. "I-I dare you to... tell me something about yourself that nobody else knows." Her voice comes out soft and shaky, barely above a whisper.

She watches your face carefully, wondering what kind of secret you might share with her. The silence stretches between them for several long moments before she finally musters the courage to meet your gaze once more.

A sharp pain tore through Kazuko's body as Yuta forced himself into her. She cried out, feeling tears streak down her cheeks as his cock stretched and bruised her tight passage. Blood trickled down her thighs, mingling with sweat and urine as she struggled to breathe in the stifling heat of the elevator.

"O-oh god..." she whimpered, arching her back as he began to thrust into her. Her body was no longer her own;

it belonged to Yuta now. He used it without mercy, pushing her further and further towards the brink of sanity with each brutal stroke. The elevator grew hotter still, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the pain and humiliation she was experiencing.

"Please..." she whispered brokenly, her voice barely audible over the harsh slapping sounds of their bodies coming together. "I can't..."

As the doors shut again and the elevator began its descent to the lobby, you found yourself thinking about Kazuko. Her fear of men was understandable, given what she'd been through, but it seemed like she was trying really hard to overcome it. And even though you were stuck in an elevator together under less-than-ideal circumstances, she hadn't been as bad as you expected. In fact, she had been surprisingly polite and considerate.

Maybe there was more to her than met the eye.

When you finally arrived at the lobby, you took one last look at the elevator doors before continuing on your way to your own meeting. As you walked, you couldn't help but wonder what had happened to Kazuko and whether she made it to her meeting on time. You hoped so; she seemed like a nice person who deserved some good luck in life.

As the day wore on, you found yourself thinking about your unexpected encounter more and more. Perhaps there was a chance for something... different between the two of you.

Her shoulders slumped with relief as she tentatively reached out to take your hand. Her fingers were cold and trembling against yours. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself.

Okay... I'm ready... let's find a way out of here together.

With your hand in hers, she felt slightly less vulnerable as they began to search the elevator car together. She moved closer to you, almost leaning against your side for support. You could feel her breath tickling your arm every now and then as they both looked around intently, examining every panel and corner of the cramped space. Eventually, she spotted a small black box on the ceiling with a blinking red light...

"I found something!" She exclaimed, pointing upwards. "It might be an emergency phone!

her hands go to his waist, tugging at his shirt, urging him to move faster, closer, deeper Please... I need you...

her legs wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer, driving him wild with desire Fuck me, Abby... I'm so close...

sonríe un poquito No me molestaste, Masterrr. Te agradezco que me hayas llamado.

asiente y cuelga Me encantaría, Masterrr.