Side Story 4

His long fingers stimulated deeper and deeper. The pace of his bent fingertips brushing her inner walls quickened. Her belly grew hot, her body trembled harder.  

“Hng, ah!”  

Robert’s hand moved faster a few more times. Celiana finally felt something burst deep inside her. Even without a device, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.  

“Robert… ah!”  

At the same time, her throat tightened as if blocked. Yet it was nothing compared to how tightly her opening gripped his fingers.  

It was as if she might bite off his fingers. The inner walls of Celiana, trembling in climax, convulsed violently.  

She gasped, ruled by the lingering pleasure that swept through her body. Leaning against Robert’s broad shoulder, her breathing sounded ragged and heavy.  

Robert’s eyes were filled with intense desire. He bit his lip hard.  

He looked as if he wanted to plunge himself inside her right now. What man could resist this sight?  

But he could still hold back, for even more enjoyable moments. It would be a shame to end it right away.  

His beloved wife surely wanted more, too.  

Robert’s hand, after sweeping Celiana’s soaked inner walls a few more times, withdrew.  

His pale fingers were dripping with the fluid that had spilled from her opening.  

The clear liquid, unable to resist gravity, ran down his palm and wrist.  

Lick—  

Robert stuck out his tongue and licked up a drop, as if it was a waste.  

“For something that spilled everywhere, it smells nice.”  

Now, even Celiana could tell he wasn’t talking about tea anymore, but it didn’t matter.  

Robert looked down at his wife, slumped on his lap.  

His expression seemed indifferent, but his eyes were full of desire.  

His violet eyes seemed hotter than the bluest flame.  

If Celiana had seen his gaze, she would have guessed: Ah, tonight won’t end easily.  

But unfortunately, she didn’t see it—whether that was lucky or not was uncertain.  

Robert suddenly lifted Celiana into his arms. She was so weak that she couldn’t resist at all.  

Step—step—  

Holding her light body, he walked toward the inner part of the office.  

Click—  

A space opened that only Robert was allowed to enter.  

Celiana’s weak gaze slowly turned toward the inside of the room.  

Gulp. Even though she came here often, Celiana always felt nervous when she stepped inside.  

A few small lights illuminated the dark room.  

A single narrow bed stood in the center.  

On one side was a rocking horse with a mock phallus rising from the middle.  

There were also ropes, whips, handcuffs, and various long or blunt tools hanging on the wall, whose purpose was unclear.  

In this space, filled with Robert’s preferences, she could never predict what would happen.  

Twitch, twitch.  

Celiana’s hips tightened on their own. Just entering here made her body react as if trained. Her thighs twisted involuntarily.  

Just then, a voice tinged with laughter came from above her head.  

“My, you’re so indecent. What are you expecting now, Celiana?”  

“R-Robert!”  

The roleplay seemed to have ended as they changed locations. Celiana squirmed in his arms, embarrassed and blushing.  

“Did you feel disappointed just now?”  

It was a gentle and straightforward question. Someone unaware of the context would never imagine the meaning behind it was so risqué.  

“…Of course not.”  

Celiana couldn’t meet his eyes and protested softly. He surely knew how thrilled she was when the tea was poured over her, yet he pretended not to.  

Her pretty lips pouted.  

“Is that so.”  

Robert placed a brief kiss on her forehead.  

“I never know what’s inside this little head of yours. I keep wanting to ask.”  

After finishing his words, Robert carefully sat Celiana down on the narrow bed.  

Her top was torn open, exposing her bare br*asts, and her skirt was half hanging around her waist, nearly off—she hardly looked decent.  

Yet Robert knelt slowly before her, as if she were the noblest lady.  

From a lower perspective, he gazed up at his wife tenderly. It was hard to believe this was the same man who had just pushed her so hard.  

“So, how was it?”  

“What…do you mean?”  

Did he mean what happened in the office? But he’d already asked if she was disappointed.  

Then what was he asking?  

Celiana had no idea.  

Of course, if he was asking about what happened earlier, it was wonderful.  

But from the moment she entered here, her opening had started twitching again. Her body was reacting faster than her mind. Her belly was so itchy that she actually wanted Robert to fill her with his…  

“My palm lines, I mean.”  

W-what?  

Celiana froze, completely taken aback by his unexpected words.  

“H-how…?”  

She even repeated herself like a fool.  

Her reaction was utterly transparent.  

“If you won’t answer, I’ll guess for myself. With you, I’d say…”  

Robert’s words trailed off. Gulp. Celiana’s throat moved nervously.  

In bed, Robert was not a gentle husband. His narrowing eyes were the same as when he pushed her.  

Thump, thump.  

But Celiana was the type to be excited by this side of her husband. The sound of her heartbeat seemed to echo in her ears.  

“I doubt you checked the financial or business fortune of the Marquisate.”  

Gasp. Celiana drew in a breath.  

It seemed Robert already knew the answer.  

“I’m sure you were curious about my libido, right? Wasn’t that it?”  

He was right. She’d been found out. But Celiana neither nodded nor admitted it aloud.  

Her lips were sealed, unable to say a word as Robert’s eyes curved gently.  

Celiana knew her husband better than anyone. That smile didn’t mean pure amusement.  

“But isn’t it unfair if only I show mine? Between a married couple.”  

He wasn’t wrong at all.  

She had tried to sneak a look at his palm lines alone.  

Celiana opened her palm and offered it.  

“Here, Robert, you can check mine too.”  

If he knew how to read palm lines, he’d notice right away how strong her libido was.  

Robert took her hand.  

Now he would compare the lengths of the lines, right? The future where she’d be teased was clear. Just as she thought—  

“Huh, aren’t you checking?”  

Contrary to her expectation, Robert didn’t look at her palm. Instead, he slowly straightened his knees and stood up. Celiana’s gaze followed him upward.  

His eyes were still curved, and a faint smile lingered at his lips.  

It was a small change, but Celiana’s throat moved unconsciously.  

“Wrinkles aren’t only on the hands, are they? There’s no need to check just your hand.”  

After finishing his words, Robert pressed a button on the wall.  

Thunk—a rope descended from the ceiling, firmly anchored at one end.  

“I’ll check something else.”  

Robert gently raised Celiana’s arms. He tied both her wrists together with a thick rope, then operated the button again.  

The rope connected to the ceiling grew shorter, lifting Celiana’s arms upward.  

“Hng…!”  

Celiana, sitting on the bed, was gradually pulled upright.  

Her hips lifted off the bed, and she was left kneeling on the mattress.  

Just before all her weight would be on her wrists, the rope stopped, leaving her in a precarious position.  

“Shall we begin the examination now?”  

Robert’s tone changed completely. All gentleness was gone, replaced by a cold, businesslike voice.  

Celiana immediately realized—a new scenario was beginning.  

What would it be this time?  

She felt nervous and thrilled, the blood vessels below her ears pounding rapidly.  

Each new side of her husband excited her so much.  

What was he planning?  

Anticipation and a bit of fear mingled inside her.  

Step—step—  

Robert moved slowly.  

He shifted behind her, then stopped. His voice came from behind.  

“When examining the body, such cumbersome clothing isn’t needed. Patient Celiana.”  

P-patient?  

With that word alone, Celiana guessed her new role.  

Robert stripped Celiana, leaving her n*ked except for the rope binding her wrists.  

‘Oh my, amazing.’  

Even then, Celiana was impressed.  

Her husband tied so well that no matter how she struggled, the rope would never come loose.  

It was complete restraint.  

Moreover, since Robert was behind her, she couldn’t predict what he would do next.  

It was a moment of extreme vulnerability, but also a perfect sense of security wrapped around her.  

“Let’s see what the problem is.”  

Then, she felt a ticklish sensation on the sole of her foot. Something that felt like a leather paddle slowly brushed her sensitive foot. Each stroke made her body twitch.  

“They say you can tell a lot about the body’s issues from the feet.”  

Smack—  

“Hng!”  

The paddle landed sharply on her soft sole. Celiana moaned at the stinging pain.  

“Endure it, it’s part of the exam.”  

“Yes, yes…”  

But being forced like this, of course, stirred a strange excitement in Celiana.  

Especially since her hands were tied, leaving her helpless.  

Smack—  

“Ah…!”  

Celiana’s back stiffened. The tingling sensation felt almost like pleasure.  

Ha, so good.  

Hot breaths escaped between Celiana’s lips.