Chapter 90
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 90
Chapter Title: Cuckoldry (2)
"Ugh..."
The familiar headache and that limp feeling throughout his body! It was that nightmare again.
Roy had been feeling a bit pent-up lately, thanks to Tanya's strict semen management keeping him from cumming freely.
Still, whenever Cain showed up, these naughty dreams came flooding back—so maybe he should ask him to drop by more often?
Roy was lost in such idle thoughts, a smirk tugging at his lips, when—
"Hey!!!"
"Uh... ugh?"
Roy could barely mumble a response, his speech still slurred, as he turned his head. There was Tanya, stark naked, glaring daggers at him.
For some reason, every time Cain left the next day, Roy always woke up after a wild night with Tanya.
He figured it was the same deal this time...
"Tanya...?"
"Yeah, I told you not to jump me when you're drunk, didn't I?"
"S-sorry..."
What the hell? Where's the nightmare? What about my cum?
Roy had started thinking of the dreams where Cain fucked Tanya not as nightmares anymore, but as hot fantasies—he even enjoyed the thrilling chills they brought. Waking up without having one felt so unfair, especially since even when he did drunkenly hook up with Tanya, he had no memory of it and no morning wood. He was sure they'd had another steamy night, but it left him oddly empty.
"If you keep this up..."
"S-sorry!!"
Roy flailed in panic, trying to apologize, but he was still sprawled face-down on the bed, unable even to turn his head properly.
"Fine. You do whatever you want, so I'll do whatever I want."
Tanya climbed off the bed and stomped over to the wardrobe with heavy steps.
Screeech—
Clank!
"Th-that's!"
"What? Can't hold back your lust, but you go around spilling your cum?"
"Gasp!"
Roy finally managed to turn his head. There was Tanya, holding a chastity cage, semen—his own, presumably—dripping thickly from between her legs.
Her softened expression and voice from after their Labyrinth survival had turned sharp and venomous again.
But since it was his fault, Roy just hoped her anger would fade, his heart pounding as he imagined the "punishment" she'd dole out.
"Hmph!"
Click! Click!
Tanya's face was twisted in fury, but her touch as she fitted the chastity cage on him was incredibly gentle.
Roy's cock twitched faintly at the long-absent feel of her soft hands on his crotch.
Soon, with the cold metal cage locked on, he looked ridiculous—like a kid wearing iron panties.
"Even if I'm your girlfriend, this is punishment for swinging your dick around without permission."
"Ah! B-babe!!"
"What."
"I-it hurts."
"Hurts? Your dick's not big enough to hurt, and it's not even hard, you virgin!"
"Urk!"
Ever since buying the house and officially moving in together, Roy loved their sweet daily life with Tanya.
Lately, in bed, she'd revealed kinks he never knew he had, and he'd grown accustomed to her "management." He couldn't resist her.
And seeing her smirk mockingly at him like that stirred some inexplicable, twisted pleasure.
"What? Spent all night cumming your brains out and still not satisfied? Pathetic little dick."
Squish—!
"Agh!!"
His body still wouldn't move like in the dreams, but the sharp pain from Tanya stepping on the cage with her foot felt all too real.
"Huh...?"
As Roy managed to lift his head a bit, he glanced sideways at the window. It was still pitch black outside.
'It's a dream!'
He always woke at dawn before—this time it was night, and Tanya was even harsher than usual. Realizing the whole scene was a dream, Roy inwardly cheered.
"Hmph... figured it out, you perv?"
Even without Cain visiting, Tanya sometimes appeared in his dreams for these tormenting play sessions that left him thrilled. Roy started getting excited, anticipating her dream "training."
"Babe!"
"Hehe, dream or reality, what's the difference? You got all worked up seeing Cain come home today, didn't you?"
"Th-that's!!"
Tanya's words hit like a sucker punch. Roy panicked, desperate to deny it, but—
"Come in."
Screeech—
"......Huh?"
"Tanya, what took you so long?"
"Aww, sorry! I was just giving this pathetic dick a lesson. Did I keep you waiting, Master?"
Roy couldn't hide his shock at Cain striding through the bedroom door.
Once at Cain entering so casually. Twice at the size of Cain's naked cock. Three times at Tanya coquettishly snuggling into his arms. Roy froze solid.
And "Master"? Cain hugged her possessively, groping her breasts, waist, and ass like she was his property. Roy's heart pounded wildly.
"Ahaha! Look at him, totally stunned!"
"Right? Bro, what're you doing?"
"Uh... uh... huh?"
Cain laughed nonchalantly. Seeing him and Tanya naked and embracing, Roy's mind blanked—dream or reality? Chaos.
"Lame. Hey, suck it."
"Yes, Master! Slurp!!"
Tanya dashed to Cain, dropped to her knees, and devotedly sucked his cock. Roy's excitement surged rapidly.
'Not peeking midway like usual, but from the start...! Urk!!'
If it was a dream, he could watch their fuckfest from the beginning—thrilling. If real... he couldn't do shit anyway, so reality might be even hotter. Holding his breath, Roy focused intently on his girlfriend and his buddy getting intimate.
After a long, eager blowjob, Tanya swallowed every drop of Cain's absurdly massive load—way more than Roy could ever produce. She beamed happily, and Roy felt a strange inferiority complex creeping in.
"What's this?"
"Ah! Th-that's..."
"What the hell? Your sloppy cunt's already full of cum, you slut!"
Slap!!!
"Ahhk! S-sorry, Master."
"Can't have that. Gotta scrape it out with my dick."
Slam!!!!
"Kyaaak!!! It... it's ripping me apart!!!"
Cain yanked Tanya up, spotted the cum leaking from her pussy, slapped her, and ruthlessly rammed his brutal, club-like cock inside without mercy.
Assuming Cain was pissed at seeing what was probably Roy's cum, Roy gulped and began voyeuring their rough fuck.
Squelch!! Squish!! Squish!! Squish!!
"Agh!! Ack!! M-Master, f-forgive me!!"
"Shut up, slut!!"
Slaaaap!!!
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Squiiirt!!!!
"Urgh...!"
The sounds alone were different from peeking through the door crack—live, in-your-face, watching his girl get railed by another man sent lightning jolts of pleasure up Roy's spine.
His hopelessly dead cock twitched desperately in the cage from sheer excitement, and amid the pain, pleasure, and drugged haze, Roy's mind grew foggy.
"Gonna knock you up today, got it?"
"Yesss! I want Master's baby so bad!!"
"Here it cums—squeeze that pussy tight!!!"
Spurt!! Spuuuurt!! Spluuuurrrrt!!!
"Haaak!! Ahiiiiiiik!!!"
Squiiirt!!!
The word "pregnant" snapped Roy alert, but as she took the creampie and squirted—splattering her juices all the way to Roy's head—he got aroused all over again.
"Hurk!!"
"My kid? Not that twitching loser's over there."
"Oh, right—Roi's kid! Please knock me up quick!!"
Baffled—no, Cain outright declaring he'd steal Tanya—Roy was glad it was a dream as he kept watching.
"Hng... hnng! Hnngh! M-Master, qu-quick!! R-Roy's waking up!!"
Spurt!! Spuuuurt!! Spluuuurrt!!!
Thud!!!
"Gonna use the bathroom, so plug that pussy good."
"Yesss..."
"Rest one, two days, then come get your fill outside."
"For real?!"
"Yeah, outdoor play this time. Been a while since the Labyrinth, right?"
"Hnnngh!!"
Recalling their thrilling Labyrinth fuck, Tanya's pussy weakly squirted once more.
Thinking it was a dream again, Roy lay fainted on one side of the bed with an aroused look.
Getting tired of even showing him the afterglow—time to fuck right in front of him.
Later, I'd nudge him until he soberly begs me to impregnate Tanya for him.
Pregnancy means no sex for Tanya till stable, but that'd amp up Roy's maso training and denial period—he'd probably beg on his own.
Showered off satisfied and headed back to the dorm.
Ah, gotta visit Sion-noona tomorrow.