Chapter 10

Something was pushed into Celiana’s mouth. It was clearly the silk cloth that had just been on her body, held by Robert moments ago.

Stuffed deep into her mouth, she couldn’t spit it out. Her hands were tied, and Robert wrapped the remaining length of cloth around the back of her head.

Now Celiana couldn’t answer properly. Her vision was almost blocked as well.

She couldn’t predict what Robert would do from behind, nor could she resist.

‘So, so good.’

Celiana felt like she was floating on clouds. It was truly the best.

She was so happy, she thought her heart might burst.

‘Maybe, if this keeps up, he’ll……’

Hadn’t she always dreamed of it?

The act she could never do herself might finally become reality. She was filled with exhilaration.

Then, without warning, two fingers entered her untouched opening.

“Mm!”

The unfamiliar sensation made Celiana tremble. Yet her wet entrance eagerly swallowed Robert’s fingers.

Robert let out a dry laugh.

“Is this how it is? Did you secretly take another man here behind my back?”

“Mm-mm!”

Celiana shook her head.

“I thought you were a proper lady, but you’re so shameless.”

Robert scolded her, then raised his hand and slapped her pale, plump bottom.

Slap—

“Hng!”

“This can’t be left alone.”

‘Please, please.’

‘Don’t leave me alone, Robert.’

Celiana pleaded inwardly.

‘I’m, I’m crazy.’

‘Just one more time.’

She wanted to experience that dreamlike moment once again.

While she squirmed, unable to keep still, Robert’s voice fell from behind.

“Is the punishment still not enough?”

That sentence made her heart race.

‘Yes, yes! It’s not enough.’

Was this the feeling of a prisoner finally being called for release after ten years in jail?

Celiana nervously guessed.

Right side, or left side?

Her right buttock, just struck, was already tingling.

If he hit it again, that would be good.

Or maybe her left side, which she had rarely struck herself due to being right-handed.

Perhaps this would open a new horizon of pleasure.

Where would Robert choose?

Slap—

“Mm!”

It was the left side. A thrilling pleasure swept through Celiana’s body.

A sanctuary her own hand had never properly reached. As Robert’s hand struck it, a sharp sound rang out, and Celiana shuddered, her body reacting reflexively.

“Haa, look at this.”

Robert’s low sigh fell.

That scolding tone made Celiana curl her toes.

“Drooling for it like you’re starving.”

His crude whisper sounded like an angel’s blessing to Celiana.

Then, heat pressed against her bottom. Robert’s hands gripped both cheeks firmly.

Gulp. Celiana swallowed.

Soon, something hot and thick touched her entrance. Even without seeing it, she could sense its presence.

Press—

“Mm!”

“Mm, you’re tight. I guess other men weren’t as big.”

The pressure as he entered was greater than expected. Celiana tensed.

Yet, her inner walls slowly stretched, welcoming Robert’s length.

The sensation of being filled was overwhelming. The tightness of having another presence inside her sent chills down her spine.

The heavy pressure brought another wave of pleasure.

It was as if she were bound and restrained, Robert trapping her whole body, his presence filling her completely.

Flinch—

Celiana instinctively tightened around Robert.

“What? Are you protesting that it’s not true?”

Robert moved his hips.

Thrust—

“Mm!”

Thud—creak—

Celiana’s eyes widened. The presence pushing deep inside her, pressing against her cervix, was beyond anything she’d ever imagined.

‘It’s not all in yet?’

‘There was more to come?’

Slide—

Now, Robert’s tip barely hooked inside her before pulling out.

Thud—

“Hng!”

With another deep thrust, pressing against her inner walls, Celiana was swept up in a sensation she’d never known.

Her body was pushed forward, feeling his hips against her.

Her body felt strange. Her knees and elbows barely held her up.

But Robert showed no mercy.

Even as Celiana trembled, he kept moving relentlessly.

Ironically, it was exactly what Celiana wanted.

Thud—

“Celiana. You’re like a b*tch in heat.”

He said things like this.

Slap—

“Hng!”

Sometimes he slapped her bottom or thighs.

Creak—squelch—

“You keep dripping, aren’t I, your husband, enough for you?”

Sometimes he whispered in her ear.

All of this was the fantasy Celiana had longed for.

“Hng, mm.”

All she could do was accept him and let out muffled moans through the silk cloth in her mouth.

Thud—squelch—

Every time he hit her cervix, it felt like her mind was lighting up.

She couldn’t think of anything else. It felt like electricity ran through her body.

And when Robert hit her bottom while she squeezed him tight—

Slap—

“Hnnn!”

Pleasure started from her navel and ran to her head. She shuddered, curling her toes.

The strong rhythm was blissful. Tears welled up in Celiana’s eyes—tears of joy.

‘This is……’

s*x.

If it was like this, she could go for hours.

Feeling the happiness of fulfilling her deepest wish, tears flowed down her cheeks.

***

The next morning.

Robert woke up and sat up abruptly.

His face looked bewildered, unlike usual.

‘Last night……’

Memories of the previous night flashed through his mind.

“Hng, Robert, stop……!”

“You’re dripping so much and still telling me to stop. You’re a terrible liar.”

He tore Celiana’s slip, tied her up, and forced himself on her.

Not only that, he’d even spoken all sorts of humiliating words. Robert’s eyes shook. The back of his neck grew damp.

‘Am I insane?’

Unable to believe it, Robert rubbed his face. What had he been thinking?

With a dazed look, Robert slowly turned to Celiana.

If she still bore the marks from last night, sleeping in disarray, how could he face her?

But—

“Celiana?”

What he feared wasn’t there. Even when he called, his wife Celiana was sound asleep.

The silk slip he’d torn last night was perfectly intact on her body, as if nothing had happened.

There was no trace of the fluids he’d spilled all night anywhere on the bed.

‘……Was it a dream?’

Logically, that made sense.

“Haa.”

‘Did I really have such a dream?’

Robert laughed dryly, wondering how pent-up his desires must be.

To dream of doing such things to Celiana.

Oddly enough, his desires felt calmer today, as if the dream had satisfied them.

Feeling ridiculous, Robert quietly slipped out of bed so as not to wake Celiana.

Usually, seeing her asleep made it hard to control his desire, so he’d leave first, but today, he avoided her for a different reason.

Today, what filled Robert was not desire, but guilt.

How much had he ravaged Celiana in his dream?

He’d kept pushing her, even as tears welled in her eyes, even gagging her so she couldn’t ask him to stop, losing himself in his urge.

Like a beast.

Trying to regain his composure as he left the bedroom, Robert recalled his past with Celiana.

As a child, Celiana would cry at the smallest scratch or pain.

‘Get a grip.’

She still bore the scar on her left elbow from those days.

How could he treat such a Celiana roughly?

‘Should I sleep in a separate room?’

Had things gotten this way because he always slept beside her?

But if he started sleeping apart, they would only grow more distant. He hadn’t even gotten close to her yet, he couldn’t widen the gap now.

Thus, Robert’s worries, not knowing the truth, only deepened.