A Shuddering Heart and the Video of Submission
I felt my chest tighten with profound grief upon hearing Kiko-senpai’s cool, analytical evaluation.
Yet I transformed the distorted, boiling negative emotions that had surged through me into pure excitement, hardening my erection as if daring her to witness it.
“…Kiko-senpai.”
“Eh…?”
Kiko-senpai’s fox ears twitched as she stared at my rigid, throbbing manhood with a mix of shock and humiliation. Then the corners of her lips curved upward, blooming into a rich, knowing smile.
“It’s really energetic today, isn’t it? So stiff again…♡”
She opened her arms wide, beckoning me to embrace her.
“Fufu, come here.”
She pulled me into her arms and, with practiced skill, replaced the condom. Our bodies once again intertwined as we surrendered to the rapture of the moment.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ah… ah, ah, ah♡”
Each time my groin met the slick heat of her folds, a lewd, breathy moan escaped the fox-eared beauty’s lips.
Even so, the lingering vitality in her movements stirred an uncontrollable itch deep inside me.
I gritted my teeth.
Gripping her plump, bouncing breasts in my palm, I rocked my hips with a hunger fiercer than anything Gail had ever demanded—wanting to dominate, to claim her utterly.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Ah… haah… haaaan♡”
After flooding Kiko-senpai with my desire twice more, exhaustion clawed at my throat and stomach with a parched, ravenous thirst.
The Stamina Booster had multiplied my load and the number of releases, but it also devoured calories, fluids, and strength at an alarming rate. Proper replenishment was essential.
Just as I thought it, Kiko-senpai herself sighed with fatigue, offering a lazy smile as she planted a soft kiss on my cheek.
“You really went all out… I’m worn out too♡”
She stroked my hair gently and whispered, “Shall we call it a night? I’ll give you another chance next time.”
I nodded, and we shared one final kiss.
“Rest now. I’ll bring you water.”
Kiko-senpai rose naked from the bed, her perfect hips swaying and her fluffy tail flicking invitingly as she left the room.
Moments later she returned, cup in hand, and handed it to me.
“I just ran into Gail downstairs. He said the other side finished a while ago.”
The unexpected news brought a strange sense of relief and ease to my heart.
A small, twisted satisfaction bloomed from the fact that I had lasted longer than him.
Of course I knew my tendency to compare everything—however trivial—to Gail was wrong, yet…
*Maybe it was just a defense mechanism to protect my fragile self-worth.*
Whatever the truth, my mind felt a fraction lighter. Perhaps that was enough.
I wanted to check on Rouge-senpai’s condition, so I hurriedly dressed and hurried downstairs.
There she sat on the living-room sofa, looking faintly dazed.
“Rouge-senpai.”
As soon as my voice reached her, she snapped her head toward me.
“Ah… Dorn.”
Rouge-senpai offered a strangely awkward smile.
On one hand, relief washed over me at how perfectly normal she appeared. On the other, guilt clawed at me—guilt that I should have been the one to speak first to the girl whose distorted expectations I had once betrayed.
“Welcome back?”
Gail’s voice drifted over casually, as if he had been waiting.
“Since it’s over, why don’t we all grab dinner together?”
While I hesitated, Rouge-senpai spoke first.
“…Dorn and I will head home alone.”
Her tone carried an oddly firm resolve. Gail shrugged with a smirk.
“As you wish.”
After exchanging a quick greeting with her friend Kiko, Rouge-senpai took my hand and led me to the door.
From behind came Gail’s parting words.
“See you next time.”
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I finished a quick meal at the restaurant and accompanied Rouge-senpai to her apartment. Once inside the bedroom she produced a small recording device from her pocket, hesitated for a long moment, then handed it to me.
“This…”
It was a recording device.
“…I recorded what I did with that guy earlier.”
Her voice was softer than usual, and her cheeks were flushed crimson. My heart raced wildly as I asked, “May I watch it now?”
Rouge-senpai gave a heavy nod, her eyes still trembling.
“Yes… I think it would be better if I watched it with you…”
We sat together on the bed. I brought my finger to the screen and waited.
“Good. Preparation is complete.”
“Hah—”
“Ugh…”
The image on the screen filled the frame—Gail’s face. Rouge-senpai and I both jolted.
It seemed he had been recording from the very start.
As expected… he really did film their intimate moments for fun. The composition was excellent.
The entire scene unfolded on the screen: the view from the bed, Rouge-senpai seated on it. Even though she was right beside me in reality, the version on screen felt strangely more erotic.
“Were you nervous?”
Surprisingly, Rouge-senpai answered honestly, “Yes… this is my first time, so I might have been a little.”
“Still, you know I won’t hold back, right? If you’re uncomfortable, I can just leave it all to him.”
A teasing note laced her words. Rouge-senpai chuckled softly.
“There’s no need to worry; that won’t happen.”
While we exchanged those trivial lines, tension thickened in the air. Soon Gail began to undress.
The video showed Rouge-senpai and me jolting simultaneously.
As if to prove that their earlier oral session had left them unsatisfied, he revealed the thick, rock-hard erection straining against his pants.
Sitting beside her on the couch, I watched with growing worry. “Dorn, are you alright? Your breathing is ragged…”
“…I’m fine.”
I forced the words out, nodding, yet the sight of the woman I loved—my partner—standing before a man whose manhood was grotesquely large left cold sweat beading on my back and forehead.
“…How long have you been waiting for this?”
“See for yourself.”
Gail shrugged nonchalantly and urged Rouge-senpai, “Stop staring and get ready already.”
She hesitated a moment, then nodded and began to undress slowly.
In nothing but her underwear, she revealed her curvaceous, dark-elf body—smooth, golden-brown skin glowing with health. Gail exhaled a genuine sigh of admiration.
“Wow… this figure…”
“I knew your body was good, but this…!”
In the video, Gail’s greedy gaze swept over her, lust burning in his eyes.
“I heard dark elves were underdeveloped, but this… it was all a lie.”
With a lascivious voice he sat on the edge of the bed beside her.
“Or were only the seniors among them special?”
Rouge-senpai gave no answer, yet Gail began touching her naturally.
He slipped his arm around her shoulder, then stroked her slender arm with his massive hand. A shiver ran through her.
Even Rouge-senpai, the proud dark elf, seemed tense at a stranger’s hands exploring her body.
“How did you meet Kiko?”
“Just… we sat together at the bar one night.”
“You like alcohol, huh?”
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“I like drinking too. We should have a round together sometime.”
Gail continued his light conversation while slowly exploring her body, eventually moving to her breasts and squeezing them.
“Ah…”
The sight of his enormous hand engulfing her breast over her bra made my heart seize with jealousy and arousal.
A satisfied smile curled Gail’s lips.
“Your breasts are really big. My hand couldn’t even cover them completely.”
He lifted them from below now and then, savoring their weight.
“See how heavy they are? Are these real?”
Rouge-senpai stared, bewildered. “Then what else would they be?”
“Still, better to confirm… it’s fine, right?”
She answered in a small, hesitant voice, “…Do whatever you want.”
The moment permission was granted, Gail’s skilled fingers unhooked her bra. Her dark-elf breasts were finally revealed.
Despite their immense size, the firm, coffee-colored orbs retained perfect shape, rising and falling with her breathing. The tips—dark pink areolas and nipples—stood proud.
Gail sighed again in awe.
“Wow, they really are…”
A reaction I could understand. Both Casher and Kiko had large breasts, but Rouge-senpai’s belonged to the realm of overflowing voluptuousness.
Gail’s huge hand seized her bare breast.
“Ugh…!”
Rouge-senpai jolted again.
In the video her overflowing breasts were trapped in his grip, her shape distorting chaotically. Watching her nipples and soft flesh protrude between his thick fingers made my own fists clench involuntarily.
“Such soft, bouncy flesh… the texture is insane.”
He fondled her chest with relentless hunger. His fingers circled her areola, then teased her nipple, watching it swell and harden under the constant stimulation.
Finally he pinched the swollen tip.
“Ungh…!”
A stifled moan slipped from Rouge-senpai’s lips on screen.
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Jealousy and forbidden arousal surge as the cuckold gaze locks onto the lover’s revealed body.
Gail leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. In the video his lips hovered dangerously near her erect nipple.
“I wonder how it tastes…”
Rouge-senpai’s breathing grew heavier. “D-Dorn…”
Her voice trembled with the same conflict I felt—arousal, shame, and the twisted thrill of watching her own fantasy unfold in real time.
Gail’s hand slipped lower, tracing her belly, then teasing the waistband of her panties.
“These are soaked already…”
He hooked a finger inside, pulling them down slowly. Rouge-senpai’s thighs trembled as her glistening folds were laid bare for the camera.
“Eek…!”
A soft whimper escaped her in the video. Her hand gripped the sheets, knuckles white.
Gail’s eyes gleamed with predatory hunger as he spread her legs wider.
“Look at this. So perfect. So ready for me.”
He lowered his face, hot breath ghosting over her sensitive skin. Then his tongue flicked out—slow, deliberate, savoring every inch of her.
“Ah… aaah♡”
Rouge-senpai’s moan rose an octave. Her hips bucked helplessly as he devoured her.
In the video I watched myself—my own face—freeze in place, frozen between shock and desperate arousal. My body ached with the need to pull her away, to claim her, yet I could only sit there, helpless, as the man I hated consumed the woman I loved.
Gail’s tongue circled her swollen clit, sucking it gently, then plunged deeper between her folds. The wet, obscene sounds filled the recording.
“Ugh… hah… aaah…!”
Her voice cracked with every flick of his tongue. Her thighs clenched around his head, not pushing him away but pulling him closer, as if her body betrayed her.
“Gail… too much… I’m cumming…!”
The screen showed her back arching violently, fingers digging into the sheets. Her orgasm crashed through her in waves, body shaking, a flood of slick coating Gail’s chin.
He didn’t stop. He kept licking, gentler now, drawing out every last tremor until she collapsed back against the bed, panting.
“Was that enough for you?”
Gail’s voice was smug, triumphant.
Rouge-senpai could only nod weakly, cheeks flushed, lips parted.
In the video I saw my face twist with a storm of emotions—jealousy so sharp it felt like a blade twisting in my gut, yet beneath it a dark, twisted pleasure that made my cock throb painfully against my pants.
It was the same twisted pleasure I always chased.
*Just once more…*
The thought lingered, darker than the shadows in the room.
Rouge-senpai reached for the recording device, but Gail’s hand caught hers gently—too gently.
“Stay a little longer. Let’s do it again.”
Her eyes widened in the video, a mixture of reluctance and excitement.
“…Dorn?”
Her voice trembled as she looked directly at the camera, straight at me.
“…Y-Yes…?”
I felt my heart stop.
She was staring right at me, asking for confirmation, for permission, for my presence in this most intimate moment.
“Watch…?”
Her tone was small, almost pleading.
“…Yes. Keep watching.”
The words left her lips as if they had been waiting to be spoken all along.
Gail grinned, already reaching for her again.
And in the video, I—Dorn—could only watch, helpless, as my lover surrendered again to the man I could never stop loving… and hating.
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The deepest layers of the cuckold curse awaken—watching the lover’s pleasure, even when shared, only deepens the pleasure of submission.