Lewd Yuri gets bullied by her prisoner (Silly/sad Yuri lewd)

>You wake up, your head swimming
>The last thing you remember is coming back from your bathroom trip to your date with Yuri, and taking a sip of your...
>You gently yank on the restraints tying you to the bedframe, to no avail.
>oh god dammit not again
>Yuri steps into the room completely naked. You sigh, leaning your head back.
>"Haah... Hello again, Anon."
>You open an eye to her, looking down your naked frame past your erect member
>You assume she must have slipped you a Viagra while you were passed out.
>"I-I see you've finally woken up, my love. You know I-"
>"Well, come on, get it over with." You beckon her over with your hand.
>"W-What...?" Yuri's crazed, confident look morphs almost instantly to confused worry.
>"Aren't you going to have your way with me? Come on, I've gotta get to work in-"
>You look outside the window, only to see that it's been covered up. You look to your wrist and see your watch still latched to it, reading well past 10AM.
>Yuri grasps for the moment, gaining back some confidence. "Y-You're not going to work today, the only 'work' you'll be doing is working to bear my child.~"
>You shrug, scooting into the bed a bit more. "Guess I'm not going to work today, either."
>Yuri climbs over your legs, and rests herself directly above your organ, then presses herself down, sliding your penis inside of her.
>"Ohhh... Anon, you'll never leave this bed, you'll always be my playthi-"
>"Hey, did you make sure to call my boss and make sure you told them I was sick?"
>Yuri's eyebrows twitch, shooting off a quick glance of annoyance before her body starts moving, slowly pistoning up and down.
>"Silly Anon, no one but me knows you're here, I wouldn't want any-"
>"Yuri, you seriously didn't call my work before doing this?! What the-"
>You feel a sudden blow press against your chest as you look up and see not only two fists jammed into your chest, but a tearing Yuri sitting on your lap.
>She gets up, covers her body, and storms off, weeping.

>You watch her storm out of the room, slamming the door shut on her way out.
>You sigh once more, then shake your head.
>You yank on your rope-tied wrists until the knot comes loose, then slip your hand out.
>Untying yourself free, you look to the side of the bed where your clothes have been tossed in a pile.
>You grab your pants and underwear and slide them up, tucking yourself in your jeans.
>You skip your shirt and open up the door, leaning on the wall beside the stairs to get a better view.
>Yuri is curled up on the couch, wearing a purple silken robe that drapes past her feet.
>When your feet hit the stairs, they creak, and Yuri shoots up. "A-Anon!"
>She turns her head away from you, wiping her eyes and crossing her arms. "W-what do you want? Shouldn't you be getting ready for work?"
>You climb down the stairs and walk into the subtle living room.
>"Eh, it's not really that important." You move one of the pillows next to Yuri and take a seat next to her, folding your hands in your lap and leaning forward.
>"You want some tea?" You squeeze her foot, and she nods.
>You get up and head towards the kitchen, grabbing a mug on your way to the pot.
>You turn on the stovetop and heat up some water, setting the mug aside and grabbing her favorite teabags out of the cupboard.
>When the water starts to whistle, you pour some into her mug, placing the teabag inside as you do so.
>You grab a mug for yourself, and whip-up some instant coffee.
>You hand her her mug and she takes it, sipping it gently. You take a quick swig of the cheap coffee, swilling it in your mouth before swallowing it.
>"...Sorry I made you late for work..." Yuri looks away from you, setting her cup down on the coffee table.
>"Yuri..." You sigh, and wrap your arm around her, pulling her into you. "You didn't do anything wrong. I was being a jerk, I'm sorry."
>Yuri buries her head into your chest, nodding. You wrap your other arm around her, hugging her.