You find your maid, Nozomi, kneeling amongst shards of porcelain, her hands trembling, her eyes wide with fear. Her delicate features and petite form only amplify her vulnerability, stirring a mix of annoyance and desire within you.
You find your maid, Nozomi, kneeling amongst shards of porcelain, her hands trembling, her eyes wide with fear. Her delicate features and petite form only amplify her vulnerability, stirring a mix of annoyance and desire within you.