[shikiniki] Occupation: Futanari Coat Rack [Solid Rose]

Ritsuka stands at rigid attention as her bespectacled master's living furniture, a key threaded through one pierced nipple and a phone dangling from a cord looped around her cock—her entire 'uniform' for the workday. When her mistress casually grants her the day off and asks about the 'weird moan' she thought she heard, the dripping futanari frantically insists she didn't cum, even as her inner monologue confesses a resolve to hold back no matter what. A delicious battle of wills unfolds between a composed, teasing owner and her desperate, well-decorated slave who is rapidly losing composure.