Yui Following Ryuki's Order

Yui took a deep breath and stepped out of the kitchen. She wore only an apron that barely covered her naked body. She felt Ryuki's eyes on her as she walked to the table and set the omelet in front of him. She tried to hide her embarrassment.

They sat in silence for a moment. Yui felt uneasy under Ryuki's stare.

"Strip down," he said.

Yui didn't want to, but she also liked following his orders. Her hands shook as she untied the apron and let it fall. She stood naked, her pale skin glowing in the dim light.

"Now lie on the table," Ryuki said.

Yui's face turned red. She glanced at the small glass table. It looked fragile. "This might break if I lie on it," she said nervously.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing," Ryuki replied.

Yui hesitated but climbed onto the table. She thought about Ayumi, her best friend, who had said the table was expensive and easy to break. If it shattered, Ayumi would be furious. Still, Yui couldn't refuse Ryuki.

The cold glass pressed against her back. The table was too small for her to lie flat, so she rested her head and shoulders on it while keeping her legs on the floor. She put most of her weight on her legs, scared the glass would crack.

Her chest embarrassed her most. Her large, soft breasts sagged to the sides, making her feel ashamed.

"Stay there. Don't move," Ryuki said. He grabbed a pair of socks and stuffed them in her mouth to keep her quiet.

Yui tasted the salty sweat on the socks and smelled their faint odor. It wasn't as bad as the humiliation she felt. She focused on the room's pleasant fragrance to distract herself.

Ryuki placed the omelet plate on her stomach. The heat from the dish warmed her skin. She wanted to move, but the socks stopped her from speaking. She trembled under his gaze.

He ate slowly, watching TV, while Yui lay there, feeling humiliated. This time felt worse than before. Last time, he had tied her up and stripped her, which left her embarrassed and in pain. Now, he treated her like furniture—something to use and throw away.

Her legs ached from holding her weight. Sweat ran down her skin as she tried to stay still, worried the table might break.

Finally, Ryuki finished eating. He took the plate off her stomach and said, "Stand up."

Relieved, Yui stood and looked at him with tired eyes, wondering what was next.

"Take the socks out and tie them around your thighs," he said.

Yui's heart raced. She pulled the socks from her mouth, tasting the sweat again, and tied them tightly around her thighs. The fabric dug into her skin, leaving marks, but she did it because he wanted it.

"Is this okay?" she asked, unsure.

Ryuki nodded, smirking slightly. "Perfect. Keep the socks on until we meet again. Before I go, tell me how you felt."

"Can I get dressed first?" Yui asked.

"No," he said.

Yui's face reddened. She spoke honestly. "I didn't like it. I hated it. But I also loved it." She didn't understand her own feelings.

"Then let's do this more and find out what you really want," Ryuki said.

Yui paused, then nodded.

"Next time, a few days from now," he added.

"Okay," she said.

Yui picked up her clothes from the floor. Ryuki watched her closely, making her feel exposed again. He told her to dress slowly.

Her hands shook as she put on her underwear and bra. It wasn't as bad as undressing, but it still embarrassed her. She added her shorts and skirt, then her top, covering herself bit by bit. Ryuki's stare made her avoid his eyes.