Mai Sakurajima never imagined she’d be working in a place like this. The glitz and glamour of the casino were a far cry from her life as a university student and aspiring actress. Yet here she was, dressed in a revealing bunny girl outfit that hugged every curve of her body, holding a tray of champagne, ready to serve the next high-rolling customer.

The outfit made her feel exposed, vulnerable. Every time she walked through the crowded casino floor, she could feel the eyes of wealthy men following her, drinking in the sight of her long legs and ample chest barely contained by the tight fabric. It was humiliating, but the money was too good to pass up. She needed to support herself while balancing her studies and career.

As she approached one of the tables, she froze, her heart stopping in her chest. Sitting there, smirking up at her, was Alex—a classmate from university. He was the last person she wanted to see there. Her hand trembled, nearly spilling the champagne as she realized the gravity of the situation.

"A-Alex?" she stammered. "What… what are you doing here?"

Alex’s smirk widened. "Well, well… Mai Sakurajima, the famous actress, reduced to serving drinks in a bunny suit? This is priceless."

Panic gripped Mai’s heart. If word got out, her reputation would be in ruins. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, Alex grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the table.

"Let go of me, Alex!" Mai hissed, her voice laced with anger and fear.

Alex didn’t answer, dragging her outside into a secluded alleyway. Once alone, he pinned her against the wall, trapping her.

"Who would’ve thought?" Alex whispered, his voice low. "Mai Sakurajima, working as a bunny girl in a casino. Imagine what everyone at university would say if they knew."

"Please, Alex… Don’t tell anyone. I… I’ll do anything… just keep this a secret."

Alex’s eyes gleamed. "Anything, huh?" He touched her breasts through the thin fabric. "Then you’ll meet me at this address tonight. And wear this outfit."

Mai bit her lip, fury and fear mixing. She had no choice. "Fine… I’ll be there. But don’t think for a second that I’m doing this because I want to."

That night, as she stood outside Alex’s apartment door, her hands trembled. She knocked, her heart racing as she realized there was no turning back.

"Come in," Alex said, his voice dripping with smugness. Mai stepped inside, her stomach churning. "Put it on," he ordered, nodding to the bunny suit in her bag.

Mai reluctantly obeyed, the tight fabric clinging to her curves. She hated how he looked at her, how small and powerless he made her feel. But as much as she hated it, a small part of her was starting to get aroused by the situation.

That night marked the beginning of something Mai never anticipated. Alex took full advantage of his power over her, fucking her relentlessly. To her horror, she found herself enjoying it more and more with each passing day. Soon, she was addicted to the pleasure, becoming his personal onahole, living for his touch.

One night, after an intense session, Alex led her to a secluded park. Mai was completely nude, save for a red collar and a leash that Alex held. On her lower back, a fresh “QOS” tattoo along many others marked her submission. Her heart raced with a mixture of excitement and shame.

They stopped under a large tree. "Master… I’m ready for you… I need it so bad…" she moaned, her voice dripping with need.

"You’ve come a long way," Alex remarked, leading her to her hands and knees. He thrust into her, pulling hard on the leash. Mai gasped, her body tightening around him as he fucked her doggystyle, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her.

"Tighten up that useless pussy, Mai. You’re my little pet now."

"Yes, Master! I’ll… I’ll do anything… Just don’t stop… Please, don’t stop!"

And he didn’t. He continued to fuck her until she was a quivering mess, lost in pleasure.

A few days later, Mai returned to Alex’s apartment, no longer out of fear, but because she wanted to. She knelt before him, fully embracing her role as his pet, knowing that she was his, completely and utterly. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.