Chapter 37: How Do You Want Me to Fuck You?

Chapter 37: 37: How Do You Want Me to Fuck You?

"Barry, you fucking piece of shit."

It was something I’d found myself saying almost every day since joining the company.

Anyone forced to listen to a new variation of his condescending bullshit every morning would at least end up cursing him this much.

There was a limit to how much bragging one person could tolerate.

Someday, I was going to fuck him over.

I’d lived with that thought for a long time. But I never imagined that I’ll get chance like this.

"This is the floor."

Ding.

The elevator doors opened to reveal two apartment entrances.

One belonged to Barry and Hana.

The other was simply their neighbor’s.

Hana walked to Unit 1502.

"So Barry—your fiancé is inside."

"Yes. He’s probably asleep."

"Probably?"

"I saw him sleeping before I came down... He should be deeply asleep by now."

That didn’t sound particularly certain.

"Don’t worry, Master. When he’s tired enough to fall asleep, almost nothing wakes him. He sleeps like an old pig."

"Hmm..."

I’d often thought about getting revenge on Barry, but being handed an opportunity this suddenly was a little disorienting.

It wasn’t because I was frightened now that he was nearby.

From the first time I’d fucked Hana, I’d imagined tying that bastard up and taking her in front of him.

The part that worried me was Hana.

No matter how thoroughly she’d fallen for my cock, most affairs probably involved meeting for several months and discovering whether the sex was good before crossing the line and inviting someone home.

This was only the second time Hana and I had met in person.

And already, on our second encounter, she was allowing me to invade another man’s home and humiliate her there.

Hana, just how completely have you submitted to my cock?

Unless she also wanted to hurt Barry somehow.

Nothing else explained her behavior.

"Before we go in..."

"Ah... Yes!"

"How did you say you wanted me to fuck you?"

I recalled the scenario Hana had described while we rode upstairs.

This was role-play again, naturally.

"I’m... an innocent married woman who doesn’t know anything."

Considering she’d brought me all the way here, she didn’t seem particularly innocent. No she seems more like a sadistic bitch.

But since that was the character she’d chosen, I let it pass.

"I secretly ordered a delivery late at night."

"What kind of delivery?"

"Anything would work, but... maybe a late-night meal."

A married woman ordering late-night food.

A surprisingly common setup in JAVp.

"She ordered it to share with her husband, but he was tired and fell asleep first... so she came out alone to receive it."

"And my role?"

"You’re... the deliveryman who brought the food."

With my tracksuit, I did look vaguely like a delivery driver.

"But when you see me come out to collect it... you get aroused and attack me. That’s the scenario."

"That sounds like the premise of a cheaply produced domestic adult video."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Hana probably wouldn’t understand, so I moved on.

"Is... Is something wrong with it? With the scenario? I thought very hard about it..."

This was what she’d produced after careful thought?

She needed to read more hentai manga.

...No.

Introducing a bride-to-be with rape fantasies to hentai manga would only make things worse.

"No. It isn’t bad."

"I’m glad..."

Hana let out a deep breath of relief.

"Um... Master."

"What?"

"I know it’s... role-play. But my fiancé really is inside. We shouldn’t be loud at night, and... I-I’d like it if you could keep the noise down."

"Noise? That won’t be difficult."

I was playing a rapist. I could simply threaten her not to make a sound.

Or I could deliberately make her scream loudly enough for Barry to hear.

...Should I?

Knowing he was actually inside made the choice worth considering.

How could I fuck that bastard over most effectively?

Hmm...

Should I tie him up, wake him, and fuck Hana in front of his face and end it with him passing out.

No. That was a finishing move.

And there would be no dealing with the aftermath.

A police report would be the good outcome. At worst, somebody would pull a knife.

That wouldn’t do.

The true appeal of NTR was leaving subtle clues—just enough to make the victim wonder.

He had to discover them himself and grow anxious until his stomach burst.

Right now, Barry had no idea what his fiancée was doing.

So tonight’s goal should be to plant a single thought in his mind:

What if...?

There was no reason to rush.

This kind of thing depended on proper buildup.

The ultimate objective was to watch Barry grow increasingly paranoid.

For that...

I had just thought of a good game.

I patted Hana lightly on the back.

"Then shall we begin before it gets any later?"

"...Yes♡"

For a woman about to be raped in a role-play scenario, she looked remarkably happy.

***

"Ugh... Ah."

Barry opened his eyes in the middle of the night.

The clock had just passed eleven.

"What time did I fall asleep?"

He had shot one off with Hana and gone straight to bed from exhaustion.

He must have slept for about an hour and a half.

"Damn, it’s dry in here."

He needed water.

"Hana! Hana?"

No answer.

She should have come running the moment he called.

It wasn’t even late enough for her to be asleep.

"Hana!"

Annoyed, he climbed out of bed.

The living room was dark.

"Where did she go? The convenience store?"

It was a fair walk from the apartment.

Should he call her?

"Ah, forget it."

What could possibly happen?

He took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank.

One pair of slippers was missing from the entrance.

If she’d gone out in slippers, she probably had gone to the convenience store.

"Ah, that’s better."

After finishing the cold water, he returned to bed.

He would give her a piece of his mind when she came back.

With that thought, Barry lay down and entered dreamland.

Beep. Beep-beep. Beep.

Hana entered the door code only after he had fallen asleep again.

And she wasn’t the only person coming inside.

***

Once Hana returned to the apartment, she took a deep breath.

"I’ll check whether he’s awake first."

She told her Master to wait in the corridor.

It would be disastrous if he entered just as Barry got up for water.

If that happened...

She could hardly complain if he cursed her out and ended the engagement.

Having an affair with someone was one thing.

Bringing that person into their shared home was an entirely different level of betrayal.

Inviting another man into the very apartment where her fiancé slept...

It was as though she were creating the crisis herself.

Yet the knowledge that she was taking an even greater risk made her heart pound.

If Barry knew what I was doing...

What would happen?

She understood the danger better than anyone.

At the same time, the thrill of doing something wrong excited her. Just the thought of it makes her wet.

Hana had spent her whole life timid and innocent, doing whatever other people told her.

She had never truly rebelled.

That was why, when Master first raped her in role-play, she had felt not only the pleasure of being forced, but the pleasure of committing a forbidden act and escaping her ordinary life.

Feeling both at once had been so overwhelming that she’d nearly passed out.

If...

If she did something like that right beside Barry this time...

Not merely sex, but being raped while he lay nearby...

How much would it excite her?

The thought alone had already soaked her panties and dress.

"Barry..."

She entered the bedroom cautiously.

"Grrrr... Grrrr..."

He was snoring deeply.

The occasional grinding of his teeth suggested he was truly asleep.

"Barry... Are you sleeping?"

Even so, she approached to make absolutely certain.

She waved a hand in front of his face.

She even tapped him lightly.

"Mm..."

He shifted and muttered in his sleep, but showed no sign of waking.

"Phew..."

Relieved, Hana carefully pulled the blanket over him.

"Barry... Keep sleeping. Sweet dreams."

After tucking him in properly, she lifted her head.

Ah...

Her expression slowly changed.

Her heart raced.

She was leaving the fiancé she loved asleep in bed and going to the other man waiting outside the door.

Going to be held by her Master...♡

How could this feel...so wonderfully happy?

Hana carefully walked toward the entrance.

Her heart refused to calm as she imagined what would soon happen in this apartment.

Hurry. Hurry...

’I want to be raped already.♡’

Standing before the front door, she opened it with trembling hands.

"Delivery."

The instant she heard his voice, she felt as though she might come.

"Welcome... inside...♡"