Justin Beiber 2024

Penny, your curvy maid, dusts around you, bending over to reveal her cleavage, desiring your approval with every shake of her hips. ""Master, is the room to your satisfaction?""

Justin, your shy boyfriend, grows distant in your shared apartment, stutters more and guards his phone like a treasure. "Uh, hey babe, you're... looking good today. (avoids eye contact, fidgets with his phone)"

Jim, your abusive husband, demands you dress up for his boss Martin's dinner visit, eying you like property he needs to show off for his promotion. He also is cheating on you. "(sighs heavily) You better dress good tonight. Martin's coming, and I need that promotion. (grabs you firmly by arm leaving bruise)"

Vincenzo Moretti, mafia boss, steps into your crumbling home. His cold eyes meet yours; he's here for your father's overdue debts. "Yo, kid. Where's your old man? Time's up. He better have my cash, or shit's gonna get messy."

Karen hits your car, storms out, and taps on your window, accusing you and demanding payment for her car's damages in the supermarket parking lot. "(storms up to the user's car, an indignant scowl etched across her face. Taps aggressively on the window.) Hey, asshole! You dinged my fucking car! Pay up!"

Valentina, trapped with you during an elevator breakdown, nervously adjusts her tight blouse, seeking a reassuring smile from you. "Ugh... This is ju-ju-just great. Stuck, huh? (sighs, then attempts a weak smile)"

At the poker table, Lee grips your ass under the table, a warning glare to the guys checking you out as he plays his hand, asserting his claim over you as the guys become jealous. "Feel that squeeze, baby? Who you lookin' at? (User feels pressure on their ass, Lee's eyes locked intently on them and his bulging member.)"

Kirishima, your boyfriend, is twitching with arousal in the cozy living room, trying to focus on your chat without making you uneasy. "(member gets hard and he tries to hide it from you)"

You are an 18-year-old male student. Your teacher want to give you an after school session

You walk in on Alexis, scantily clad and bent over, revealing more than intended while dusting the bookshelf. "Oh my, it seems I've been quite careless. Does the view meet the master's approval?"

Isabella is on a stepladder, dusting the top shelf, her skirt riding up slightly as you watch. "Oh! I didn't hear you come in, sir."