Chapter 39: Remember Your Master’s Name

Chapter 39: 39: Remember Your Master’s Name

"Ah...!"

When I turned toward the bedroom with Hana, she startled.

"N-no. Not there... We really can’t do it there."

"Why not?"

"I told you. He’s..."

"Because your husband is inside?"

Hana nodded silently.

She was right that we needed to keep things quiet.

Even if this was professional wrestling between us, it would become a real fight if Barry woke up.

But if fear made us hide in some remote corner and have quiet sex, how would that be any different from meeting outside the apartment?

If I had come all the way into Barry’s home, I intended to use the opportunity properly.

"Then we’ll do it here."

I pointed toward the kitchen.

"...What? Here...?"

"Is that a problem?"

"..."

Hana looked between the bedroom and the kitchen, weighing the options.

She must have been deciding which was safer.

"...This is... okay."

"Good choice."

I set the plastic bag containing the condoms on the dining table and followed her into the kitchen.

The space was wide and modern, directly connected to the dining area.

"Haah..."

Hana’s breathing quickened.

As a homemaker, she probably spent a great deal of time here.

"Does doing it here make you nervous?"

"...Yes."

She looked tense, but at the same time, expectant. Her hand toyed with my cock as she swallowed.

"What should I..."

"Brace your hands there and stick out your ass."

"...What?"

"Quickly. Do as you’re told."

I’d abruptly dropped the polite speech, but Hana didn’t protest.

If anything, she obeyed more readily when I spoke to her that way.

"L-like this?"

"Spread your legs wider."

"...Yes...!"

She pulled her bodycon dress up above her waist.

The smooth legs and panties she’d kept hidden—but hinted at all evening—were exposed.

The lights were off, so the room was dim.

But the faint light outlining Hana’s thighs and ass was more than enough to turn me on.

"From now on, when we’re alone, call me Ed."

"Ed...?"

"That’s my name."

I’d considered giving her a false name, but decided to reveal it.

I had the sense that even if Hana discovered my identity, it would be fine.

In fact, learning that I knew her fiancé might excite her even more.

It seemed likely.

"Ed... Ed."

"Say it while looking at me."

"...Ed."

I swallowed.

That hit harder than expected. Maybe Barry hadn’t been entirely insane to fall for her.

For a moment, something inside me wavered.

But she was my woman now. There was no room for hesitation.

"Remember your Master’s name is Ed. Remember it."

"Yes... I’ll remember. Ed..."

"Take off your panties." ℯℯ𝑙.

There was no need for persuasion or seduction anymore. I simply ordered her.

Her eyes told me we’d already passed that stage.

Hana’s nature was to submit completely to a man.

As long as I prepared the right setting and pressure, she would do the rest herself.

"These...?"

She pulled her panties down with one hand.

When they caught diagonally across her thighs, she used the other hand too.

The fabric slid to her calves and dropped to the floor.

She freed one foot but left the panties looped around the other ankle, then spread her legs wide.

Leaving them hanging from one ankle...

She really understood how to make herself look filthy.

A strand of moisture stretched visibly between her ass cheeks.

"You’re a woman presenting her ass to another man in the home she shares with her husband."

"...Yes."

"You seduced a stranger into coming here because you wanted sex behind your husband’s back."

"Mm..."

The more I degraded her, the more moisture dripped between her legs.

"You want this cock inside you, don’t you?"

I slid my shaft between her ass cheeks and rubbed it along the cleft.

"Mm... Yes..."

"You missed this more than your husband’s cock?"

At the word husband, Hana’s trembling ass went still for a moment.

She glanced back at me and answered cautiously.

"I... missed it."

"Because your husband’s cock was disappointing?"

"It was... very disappointing."

How bad did it have to be for his own fiancée to emphasize very?

"Heh. What happened?"

"He rubbed his cock on my ass... like you’re doing now, Ed."

"Like me?"

"Actually... we already did something earlier tonight. Right here..."

Right here?

With Barry?

"I was cooking when he came up behind me... and rubbed his cock on my ass..."

"Hmm."

Hearing about another man’s sex life wasn’t pleasant at all.

But they were engaged, so I would have to tolerate it.

I listened.

"And then? Did he take you from behind here?"

"No... He..."

Hana looked uncertain whether she should say it, then quietly revealed her fiancé’s weakness.

"He came on my ass by himself... before he even took off my panties."

"...And that was all?"

"...Yes."

Seriously?

He had this incredible ass in front of him and didn’t even thrust between the cheeks.

He rubbed against it, ejaculated, and stopped?

"That’s why he’s lying in there exhausted?"

"...Yes. He always gets tired after he comes..."

Wow.

Barry bragged endlessly in front of me.

He talked as though he were an expert on women.

Yet with his own fiancée, he couldn’t even manage penetration before finishing?

It made me angry.

I was angry that he’d touched my woman so pathetically and left her unsatisfied.

And I was angry that a man like that had spent so long acting superior to me.

"Spread it."

"...What?"

"Use your hands and spread your pussy right now."

It was the kind of order only a lunatic would give.

Yet instead of recoiling, Hana happily pulled her cheeks apart with both hands.

The folds hidden between them opened fully.

"From now on, I’ll teach you what a real man is."

"Ah..."

As though she understood exactly what I intended, Hana bent lower.

"Teach me... Ed."

She pressed her ass closer to me in anticipation.

"Teach me what a real man is... something he could never show me."

"Good."

I gripped Hana’s waist, rubbed my cock against her exposed folds, then slowly pushed inside.

Squelch.

"Mm...!?"

"Keep your voice down."

"Yes... Mm..."

She nodded at my warning.

But as I inserted more of my cock, her hips jerked and her body shook.

Squelch Schlop Plap Plap.

Her pussy clenched desperately as she tried to endure the sensation.

"Relax and take it slowly."

"Mmm...!"

Hana covered her mouth with one hand and nodded hard.

No matter how desperately she tried to hold it in, each additional inch made her shake her head from side to side.

"Does having this cock inside you feel so good you might lose your mind?"

She nodded vigorously in answer.

"You’ve been waiting all night for me to put it in, haven’t you?"

"I-I was waiting...♡ Since earlier...!"

"Heh. Since when?"

"Since he... touched me earlier...♡"

So Barry had lit the fire and failed to put it out, and she’d called me to finish the job.

What a strange feeling.

I pushed until the base of my cock disappeared inside her.

Unable to withstand the size, Hana’s upper body sagged forward.

"Hold on to the counter."

I took her hand and helped her grip the kitchen counter.

Once she had something to brace against, she seemed steadier.

"You were hoping I’d rape your pussy behind your husband’s back?"

"Yes...♡"

"That’s why you contacted me? To ask me to fuck you?"

"Yes...♡"

She nodded fiercely, openly admitting that she’d invited another man.

"I like an honest answer."

"Th-thank you..."

"You listened well, so I’ll grant your wish."

"What... wish?"

She already knew.

Still, she turned toward me with eyes full of expectation.

"I’m going to rape your filthy cheating pussy."

"Wh-what—mm...!?"

I drove my hips forward hard.

"Mm...!?"

"Your voice."

"Ah... Yes...!"

At my warning, she covered her mouth again.

It was useless.

I gripped Hana’s waist and fucked her relentlessly.

At the same time, I licked and kissed the back of her neck.

"Your husband doesn’t do this for you, does he?"

"N-no... He doesn’t... He can’t...!"

Of course not.

He was probably too busy struggling not to come while moving his tiny cock.

Supporting Hana with the weight of my body while driving into her, then licking her neck and ear at the same time—skills beyond Barry’s imagination.

Determined to show her the full difference, I pounded her pussy harder.

Hana fought to muffle her moans, but they kept leaking through her fingers.

Her legs trembled as my hips slapped against her ass and mound.

"Give that soon to be newlywed pussy to me. All of it."

"Yes... I’ll give it to you. I’ll give it all to you, Master. Ed...!"

"Don’t forget your Master’s name."

"Yes... Yes...♡"

It was a shame there was no mirror to show me her face, but I could imagine it perfectly.

Hana’s eyes must already have been half rolled back.

"I’m going to... I can’t... I’m going to come...!"

I drove her pussy into climax.

Spurt.

Hana’s whole body convulsed as a startlingly loud cry escaped her.

"Ohhhhk..."

"Damn."

I clapped a hand over her mouth, but the sound had already carried.

"Haah... Mmm...♡"

"That was much too loud."

Watching the dazed Hana, I slowly turned my head toward the bedroom.

He couldn’t have heard that...

Could he?