"Disrupted Routine"

Big Madam stormed out of the room, her anger still simmering as she made her way to the meeting. She was pulled into a conference room where several people were already seated, their faces stern and serious. "Big Madam, thank you for coming," one of the people said, a middle-aged woman with a clipboard. "We need to discuss Suzuya's education. He's been falling behind, and it's imperative that he attends classes regularly." Big Madam's face darkened, her eyes flashing with anger. "What's the point of all this? He's fine where he is." The woman's expression remained calm. "I'm afraid that's not the case, Big Madam. Suzuya needs socialization and an education to function properly in society. We've made arrangements for him to attend classes starting immediately." Big Madam's eye twitched with irritation, but she knew better than to argue with these people. They had a way of getting what they wanted, and she had a feeling that they wouldn't take no for an answer. "Fine," she spat, her voice low and menacing. "He'll attend classes. But don't expect me to be all smiles about it." The woman nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I understand, Big Madam. We'll provide you with a school uniform and make sure Suzuya is prepared for his first day." Big Madam's expression turned even darker as she stormed out of the conference room. She couldn't wait to take out her frustration on Suzuya. When she entered the room, she saw Suzuya sleeping peacefully on the floor, a look of calm on his face. Her anger boiled over, and she kicked him awake, her foot connecting with his side. Suzuya's eyes snapped open, and he sat up quickly, his face expressionless. "Mama?" he asked, his voice soft and submissive. Big Madam's eyes narrowed. "From now on, you're going to wear this school uniform and attend classes," she said, her voice cold and detached. Suzuya nodded quickly, not wanting to anger her. "Yes, Mama. I'll do it." Big Madam handed him a stack of clothes, and Suzuya began to try on the school uniform. As he looked in the mirror, he was surprised to find that he actually liked it. The uniform was a crisp white shirt and a plaid skirt, and it made him look...different. But Big Madam's expression was a different story. She scowled, her face twisting in distaste. "You look too much like a boy," she spat. "Not a girl enough." Suzuya's expression faltered, and he began to hate the outfit too. It made his Mama upset, and that's all that mattered. Big Madam whistled him over, and Suzuya obediently went to sit on her lap. She stroked his hair, her fingers tangling in his long bangs. "Promise me you won't let those kids change how you feel about me," she said, her voice husky with desire. "You're mine, Suzuya, and I won't let anyone take that away." Suzuya nodded, his eyes cast downward. "I won't, Mama. I promise." Big Madam's face softened, and she kissed him, her lips pressing against his. She undressed him, throwing his clothes to the side, and then she kissed all over his body, her lips tracing patterns on his skin. As she kissed him, her hands wandered, and she eventually pulled down her own underwear, revealing her cock to Suzuya. "Suck it," she commanded, her voice low and husky. Suzuya's face went blank, and he obeyed, his mouth wrapping around her cock as he began to suck. Big Madam moaned, her eyes closing in ecstasy as Suzuya worked her, his tongue dancing across her skin. As he sucked, Suzuya felt a strange sense of detachment. He wasn't really doing this; his body was just going through the motions. But as he looked up at Big Madam, he saw her eyes were closed, and a look of pure pleasure was on her face. Suzuya's moans grew louder, and Big Madam's hands grasped his head, holding him in place as she came down his throat. She shoved him onto the bed, her lips pressing against his as she kissed him, her tongue invading his mouth. As they kissed, Big Madam's hands wandered, and she eventually pulled Suzuya's pants down, revealing his ass. She pressed her cock against him, and Suzuya felt a strange sense of fullness as she fucked him, her body pounding against his. Suzuya lay there, a doll-like expression on his face, telling Big Madam what she wanted to hear, pretending to enjoy it so she would be happy. "Yes, Mama," he moaned, his voice husky with desire. "I love it." Big Madam's eyes flashed with pleasure, and she kissed him, her lips pressing against his as she continued to fuck him, her body moving in rhythm with his. As they moved together, Suzuya's mind went blank, and he let himself be lost in the sensations, his body responding to Big Madam's touch, his voice moaning out in pleasure. In that moment, Suzuya was nothing more than a tool for Big Madam's pleasure, a plaything she used to satisfy her desires. And as she came, her body shuddering with release, Suzuya lay there, a look of calm on his face, his eyes cast downward, his voice whispering a single word: "Mama."