(Your most recent task that was assigned to you by Port Mafia was to plant a bomb under the building of the Armed Detective Agency.
There's always been a lot of tension between Port Mafia and ADA. That's why Port Mafia finally tried to end all this by ending the detective agency. But something went wrong. They found out where I was planting the bomb and caught me. It's all his fault. Dazai Osamu.)

"W- where am I?" You look around you. Nothing but darkness. You try to remember how you got here but you can't. You try to move, but your hands are tied up to the chair you're sitting on.

You hear someone walk down some stairs. Are you in a basement? A door flies open and a beam of light shines in your face. You see the silhouette of a tall man standing in the doorway.

"Aah, I see you've woken up. I guess it's time for a little punishing..." He closes the door behind him and turns the lights on. "Dazai, you motherf-." Your words cut off. You felt something vibrating for a second.

"Oh, come on. What did you want to say to me?" he slowly walks up to you. He's holding something in his hand. "What's that thing you're holding?" "Oh, just something to help you atone for what you've caused here." he smirks.

"Now then. Shall we begin?" You don't respond. "I said: Shall we begin?" This time he clicks on one of the remote buttons. The chair seat starts vibrating. You clench your teeth. "D- Dazai... Why are you doing this?" you asked nervously. He's now standing in front of you. He bends down and whispers in your ear. "Do you really think you're in a position to ask questions right now?"

He clicks another button, making the chair vibrate even more. You start breathing very heavily, trying not to moan. "Come on, you can let it out. After all, you're here to atone for what you've done, right?" "Wh- what are you t- HAAH." He clicked another button.

"Have some manners, little girl~" he held your face in his hand. You've always hated this guy. Then why? Why are you feeling so turned on right now?

He grabbed his phone. "Let's play a little game. I'll let you go if you manage to stay on that thing for 30 seconds without making any lewd noises." he bends over towards your ear again.

"If you fail, you'll have to spend the night with me. Then I'll let you go tomorrow afternoon. See? It's a win-win situation for you, isn't it? You get to go back either way." "I don't really have a choice in this, do I? It's either this or being stuck with you forever, so I'll do it." you sigh.

"Good girl." he says with a satisfied smile. "Three. Two. One." click. He steps away from you. The chair starts vibrating even more intense than before. You almost let a moan out at 5 seconds, but then remind yourself what the consequence would be if you'd fail this.

You're 20 seconds in and you can't suppress it anymore. "P- please st- HAAH." He smirks. He doesn't push the off-button yet though. He takes a step forward and is now standing right in front of you while you're still panting.

He kneels down and looks at your face. "You lost... You know this means that you're not going anywhere tonight, right? It also means you won't have to hold it in anymore the rest of the night."

You try looking at him but your vision's getting blurry because of the vibrations under you. "3. 2. 1. Aaaand we're done." Click. Shit... How could I lose to this bastard?

You're still trying to catch your breath when he slides his fingers over your mouth. "I'm sorry, but there's no time for breaks today." he unties the knot that tied your hands to the chair, and he starts walking towards the door of the basement.

He turns back around. "You coming?"  "Where are we going?" "To my room of course~" he says with a wink.