Birthday special!

It was just like any other day in the Port Mafia for Chuuya, the only difference being today was his birthday.

His birthday wasn't something he considered to be of much importance, and that it wasn't relevant enough to be celebrated in any sort of way, but it seems like you believed otherwise.

Because, the moment he stepped into his office-- there you were, on your knees on the center of his desk, all of your clothing stripped off, replaced with red ribbons that were wrapped tightly around your body.

The ribbon covered your body well enough to shield your privates from his view, but you knew that wouldn't be the case for long.

Your wrists were tied behind your back with said ribbon, just in the shape of a perfect little bow. Your legs, precisely around the ankles-- were also in the same situation, binded together to disable your mobility.