Side Story 6

“Oh my, Celiana! It’s been so long.”  

A welcome guest visited the Dalton Marquisate.  

“Erta! I missed you.”  

It was none other than Erta Ephelmar. She was the only woman Celiana could openly talk to about her tastes.  

About a month ago.  

After much inner turmoil, Celiana and Robert had confirmed each other’s preferences.  

While enjoying happy times, one person came to mind first.  

Erta, who understood her better than anyone and supported her. Without her, Celiana would have had an even harder time.  

When Celiana learned the happy truth that Robert had a dominant side, she wanted to tell Erta before anyone else.  

But Erta had gone with her husband, Duke Ephelmar, to a country estate for about a month of rest.  

Celiana, feeling disappointed, sent a letter to the Ephelmar Duchy.  

She asked Erta to visit anytime after her vacation, saying she had happy news to share.  

Erta, upon returning to the capital, must have checked the letter right away, for she visited the Dalton Marquisate the very next day.  

“So, what’s the happy news?”  

Erta asked directly, true to her straightforward personality. She was genuinely curious.  

If it was happy news for Celiana, who had been struggling lately, then perhaps…  

“I think I can guess.”  

Erta’s eyes narrowed, her face full of a playful smile.  

“Things went well with Marquis Dalton, didn’t they?”  

“How… how did you know?”  

Celiana was startled. She didn’t expect Erta to guess so quickly.  

“I knew it! Didn’t I tell you?”  

Erta smiled, saying she had a good feeling about it.  

Her husband, Reytan Ephelmar, had a demeanor that made it impossible for anyone to guess he had dominant tastes.  

He had even studied in the Holy Kingdom, and his face looked so pure.  

Celiana’s husband, Marquis Robert Dalton, was similar in a way.  

He seemed cold and bound by discipline, the perfect model of a nobleman.  

But sometimes, such men secretly held unexpected preferences.  

So perhaps, she thought, they might be similar—and it turned out to be true.  

“Hurry and tell me. How did you find out?”  

Erta was happier than anyone, urging Celiana to explain.  

“Actually… I got caught. He saw me doing it.”  

“Oh my.”  

She meant she’d been discovered in the act. Celiana’s face flushed with embarrassment.  

But Erta didn’t mind at all and instead spoke positively.

“That’s good. Honestly, with your personality, it didn’t seem likely you would bring it up first, Celiana.”  

It was true. Celiana nodded.  

“That’s right. If it hadn’t happened then, who knows how things would be now.”  

Celiana had one more thing to tell Erta. It was something Erta definitely wouldn’t have expected.  

“And Erta, actually, that’s not all I have to share.”  

“What else is there?”  

Now Erta was full of curiosity. What could it be? Her eyes widened.  

Celiana cleared her throat and moved two boxes from the nightstand to the tea table.  

She slowly opened the first box, and inside was a necklace.  

“This is…”  

Both of them knew this item well.  

“It’s the necklace you gave me. But, hm, that ring you said you couldn’t find… Robert had it.”  

Celiana opened the second box. Inside—  

“So Marquis Dalton was the one who had the ring that pairs with the necklace?”  

It was the ring Erta hadn’t been able to find.  

Erta’s voice rose in surprise. She had joked that it might be someone she knew, but it had been so close all along.  

And of all people, it was Celiana’s husband, the one who gave her the necklace.  

Wasn’t this fate?  

“How could such a thing happen!”  

“I was surprised too.”  

Celiana nodded in agreement and pushed the box with the necklace and ring toward Erta.  

“More importantly, would you take these?”  

“Me?”  

Erta looked puzzled, not knowing why she was being given them back. Celiana explained,  

“It was the necklace you gave me because you couldn’t find the ring. I’ve used it enough, so I wanted to return both together.”  

Robert had agreed as well. Thanks to the necklace, the two had been able to confirm their tastes.  

“Oh, it’s fine. It’s already left my hands.”  

But Erta firmly refused. Once she lost interest in something she’d given away, she never took it back.  

Besides, the two were making good use of it—there was no reason to take it back.  

“But still, you found it originally, Erta.”  

“If you look at it that way, Marquis Dalton found the ring. Really, it’s fine, Celiana—you keep it.”  

Erta had no intention of taking it back, so Celiana had to accept it.  

Besides, Erta and Reytan already enjoyed plenty of things together.  

The Dalton couple was only just starting to explore devices and play.  

‘Oh, come to think of it…’  

Suddenly, Erta clapped her hands, as if struck by a good idea.  

“By the way, Celiana, would you like to visit our villa?”  

“Ephelmar’s villa?”  

Curiosity flickered in Celiana’s eyes. The prestigious Ephelmar Duchy’s villa must be splendid.  

She’d heard it was by the sea. The scenery around it must be beautiful.  

But why was Erta recommending it?  

Erta read the question in Celiana’s eyes and smiled slyly. The important part was different.  

“It’s decorated to fit Reytan’s and my tastes.”  

“Tastes… Oh my.”  

Celiana’s mouth fell open.  

There was a room filled with the Ephelmar couple’s preferences.  

“We won’t be going for a while, so you and Marquis Dalton should visit.”  

Erta chuckled, saying it would be heaven for people like them. She was happy to share it, since it felt wasteful not to, having made it.  

Celiana hesitated.  

It sounded nice, but could she really just accept? It was the Ephelmar couple’s private space.  

But Erta pressed her.  

“Celiana, do you know what’s there?”  

“Hm? What’s there?”  

Erta slowly leaned in and whispered in Celiana’s ear.  

“There’s a wall with a hole just big enough for your waist to fit through.”  

…!!  

Celiana’s eyes widened. A hole like that meant… she’d be unable to do anything, with only her lower body exposed.  

She imagined Robert taking her at will, her lower body left helpless.  

Gulp, she swallowed instinctively.  

***

The beautiful villa, where the sound of waves could be heard, had a secluded beach.  

And there, the sound of flesh being struck, like the waves, echoed at irregular intervals.  

Smack—  

“Ah!”  

Swoosh—  

Smack—  

“Hng, mm!”  

Something like a woman’s moan could be heard, but it was drowned out by the crashing waves.  

But if one followed the sound, there was a wall marking the boundary between beach and villa, and for some reason, someone was wedged into it.  

It was a platinum-blonde woman.  

Her upper body faced the beach, while her lower body was in the villa’s garden, beyond the wall.  

Facing the beach, Celiana’s exposed hips were all that could be seen from the garden.  

That’s right. She had come. To the Ephelmar Duchy’s villa.  

There was no way to resist the temptation of the wall with the hole.  

Imagining Robert taking her at will while she was trapped, unable to move, excited her greatly.  

Now that she was finally in the situation she’d dreamed of, Celiana’s heart pounded.  

Smack—  

“Hng, mm…!”  

Again, pain struck her hips without warning. Between her legs, fluid pooled.  

“You’re already soaking wet after just a few spanks.”  

Robert’s gentle voice came from behind the wall. But she couldn’t see what he was doing.  

It was a different kind of tension from just turning her back—now her view was physically blocked.  

Robert had taken about a week’s vacation to visit. The Finance Department staff were probably celebrating right now.  

But that didn’t matter.  

What mattered was the present. Before Robert’s eyes, Celiana’s alluring hips were fully exposed.  

With her waist fixed in the wall, he could take her at will.  

Where did he even find such a villa? Celiana’s desires were adorable.  

Seeing her plump hips shake with every smack made Robert’s groin tighten.  

He was overcome by the urge to thrust himself into her immediately.  

When he inserted his fingers into her soft pink opening, her inner walls clenched tightly, as if…  

“It’s like your hole is speaking, Celiana.”  

Squelch—squelch—  

His long fingers pushed in, feeling the mucous membrane cling to them. Robert chuckled.  

“It seems to be begging for me to put myself inside.”  

Interpreting it as he pleased, Robert loosened his trousers, revealing his large shaft. Clear fluid already pooled at the tip.  

Looking down at her opening, which seemed to beg for him, Robert’s eyes were filled with desire.  

The scenery beyond the wall might be beautiful, but what was before him was even more breathtaking.  

The tip touched her, and her trembling hips stoked his desire further.  

Thrust—smack!  

“Hng, s-so suddenly…!”  

Without warning, he pushed in all the way, his shaft reaching her womb. Celiana’s eyes widened at the immense pressure.  

Thrust—thrust—  

But from behind, he continued to move roughly, the lewd sounds echoing. His movements were forceful, as if piercing through her belly.  

Her inner walls were scraped, heating her body even more.  

But in contrast, the peaceful sound of waves stretched before her eyes. It was a paradoxical scene.  

Slap—  

“Hng, ah!”  

But louder than the waves was the sound of her hips being spanked.  

The sharp sensation made Celiana dizzy.  

Not knowing what might happen next, the unknown heightened her excitement.  

“R-Robert!”  

She gasped, full of excitement. A low voice came from behind the wall.  

“Robert… Are you sure?”  

“Hng, ah, w-what… It’s too fast…”  

Thrust—squelch—thud—  

“How can you be sure the shaft inside you from behind is your husband’s?”  

“W-what?”  

The secretive voice at her ear sparked lewd fantasies.  

What if it was another man inside her?  

Or maybe not just one.  

What if there were other men beyond the wall…  

Her belly tightened. Her opening clenched harder around him with excitement.  

“You seem to like it even more.”  

Robert let out a cold laugh, spanking her again.  

Celiana actually knew. The weight and presence were unmistakably Robert’s.  

But just imagining it could be someone else excited her even more.  

With her view blocked, she couldn’t confirm for sure.  

“Are you fondling your own br*asts in excitement?”  

Robert’s question echoed, as if he was enjoying her reaction.  

“No, I’m not…”  

“Lies. You get excited at the thought of another man, and you’re touching yourself. So lewd.”  

He continued to tease her. Celiana protested, but with Robert’s view blocked, she couldn’t prove it.  

No one could see her upper body—not even Robert, who was thrusting from behind.  

There was beautiful scenery before her, but behind, something indecent was happening.  

That strange sense of taboo made Celiana even more excited. And she wanted more intense pleasure.  

So…  

‘Just a little…’  

Celiana slowly moved her hands to her chest, recalling what Robert had done, and began to knead her full br*asts.  

“Hng, feels good.”  

When she scratched her er*ect n*pples with her nails, a shiver of pleasure ran through her body.  

Her perineum tensed naturally.  

Thrust—thrust—  

“See, you’re enjoying yourself.”  

“Hng, mm!”  

She continued to accept Robert’s thick shaft from behind. Not knowing when he would go deeper made her even more excited.  

Her vision blurred as he stimulated her sensitive spots.  

“My body aches below, more, more…”  

“My, what should I do with a wife who can’t be satisfied by just her husband’s shaft?”  

Just when she thought her opening was stretched to its limit, something else started to push in.  

Was it his fingers, like last time?  

But it didn’t seem so.  

Something unknown pushed inside her.  

“Hng, w-wait… it feels strange…”  

Celiana struggled, but resistance was useless. Whatever was entering her felt thick, like a man’s shaft.  

…Was it a mock phallus?  

As soon as she realized, the thick presence continued pushing inside. The problem was, Robert’s shaft didn’t withdraw, but pressed deeper.  

“No, it’s too…!”  

The immense pressure made her instinctively shake her head. If it all went in, something might go wrong. Maybe she’d tear down there. The fear made her heart race.  

But—  

Thump, thump.  

Celiana knew herself.  

She actually wanted both inside her.  

“You’re already taking two shafts so well, Celiana.”  

Eventually, both filled her completely. Her opening stretched to its limit. Whenever Robert moved, the mock phallus scraped her inner walls.  

“If you like this so much, will you take another husband?”  

“Of course not, hng, mm, ah!”  

Why did being teased, marked as lewd, excite her so much?  

Maybe it wasn’t just teasing—it could be true. Celiana was more satisfied than ever.  

Thrust—thrust—  

“Hng, so good…!”  

She gasped, unable to withstand the pleasure swirling inside her.  

Her belly felt hot, almost boiling. Fluid dripped down her thighs from their joining.  

When both shafts stimulated her inner walls at once—  

Thrust—squelch—!  

A sensation like lightning coursed through her body.  

“…Ah!”  

Her whole body stiffened, unable to withstand the climax. From behind, Robert’s low moan could be heard.  

She could feel his hot release spreading inside her.  

Celiana, gazing at the sunset over the beach, savored the long climax.  

***

A week after the Dalton couple returned to the capital,  

A noble family held a banquet.  

“How was the villa, Celiana?”  

Meeting naturally, Erta asked, half teasing, half expectant.  

“It was the best.”  

Celiana smiled shyly.  

Not long after, a mysterious wall was installed in the Dalton Marquisate’s villa—a secret known only to a few.  

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