In a secluded forest, Yuuto and Minako explore the limits of their relationship, where power and desire intertwine. With the arrival of guards, the scene becomes more intense, revealing secrets and transformations that will change their future.
The sun was beginning to descend behind the trees of the secluded grove, tinting the sky orange hues as Yuuto led Minako along a narrow path, his fingers digging possessively into the soft flesh of her hip. The air smelled of damp earth and the moss that grew between the twisted roots of the ancient oaks, but beneath that natural scent crept something more primal: the scent of sex, of fluids drying on Minako's skin, mingling with the sweat that still glistened on her back. Her thighs, thick and firm, rubbed against each other with each step, leaving a sticky trail of her own arousal and the remnants of what other men had spilled into her hours before. Yuuto didn't need to look down to know his wife was still dripping; the wet sound of her buttocks rubbing together, the gleam between her legs whenever the evening light filtered through the leaves, confirmed it.
"Here?" Minako asked, her voice no longer shaky as before, but filled with a lustful curiosity she'd never possessed before. Her lips, swollen from kisses and bites from strangers, glistened in the dim light that reached them.
Yuuto didn't respond with words. Instead, he gently pushed her against the rough trunk of a centuries-old tree, his hands sliding back to grip her buttocks roughly, parting them with an obscene sound. The cold air brushed against her slick entrance, still open and sensitive, sending a shiver down her spine. Minako gasped, not from embarrassment, but from the anticipation of what was to come. Her fingers dug into the tree bark, her nails breaking slightly as they tried to find purchase.
"Move," Yuuto ordered, his voice low and raspy, laden with authority. "I want to see that fat ass jiggle, how it bounces every time I stick something inside you."
Minako obeyed without question. She arched her back, pushing her buttocks back in a circular motion, slowly and deliberately, as if she knew exactly how to drive him wild. The flesh of her bottom trembled with every movement, the fluids still escaping from her anal hole and slick pussy leaving a glistening trail on her thighs. Yuuto grunted, his fingers digging deeper into her flesh, parting it further, exposing it completely. The sound of her rapid breathing mingled with the crunching of the leaves beneath his feet.
Above their heads, a panel of bluish light flickered in the air, as if the world itself responded to their actions. The runes glowed brightly before fading, leaving a clear message in Yuuto's mind: "Mana control learned automatically." A crooked smile played on his lips. Now he could mold not only Minako's body, but also her essence, her will. Power coursed through his veins like a sweet, intoxicating poison.
"Don't stop," he whispered, as with a gesture of his hand, an invisible energy swirled around him. "Keep going, bitch. Show what you're made of."
Minako needed no further incentive. Her hips moved in a hypnotic rhythm, her buttocks slapping against each other with a wet, obscene sound. She could feel the air caressing her well-used hole, each movement causing more fluid to escape from her. There was no shame, only pure, raw pleasure, and the certainty that Yuuto was enjoying every second of her degradation.
It was then that they heard approaching footsteps. Two village guards, their armor gleaming faintly in the evening light, emerged from between the trees. Their gazes were instantly fixed on the spectacle Minako presented: her exposed body, her buttocks parted, the sheen of fluids between her legs. One of them, a square-jawed, thick-lipped man, licked his lips hungrily, his eyes darkening with lust.
"I can't believe you brought her all the way here," the guard murmured, approaching with slow steps, as if he feared the dream would fade away. "Are you going to share, Yuuto?"
Yuuto didn't take his eyes off Minako, but he nodded with an almost imperceptible gesture. His fingers still held his wife's buttocks apart, offering her up like a banquet.
"Of course. But it's her choice," he said, although they both knew Minako had no real choice. Not when he could bend her will with a simple spell.
The guard didn't wait any longer. He moved closer, his calloused hands skimming Minako's thighs before moving up to her face. With a sharp movement, he turned her slightly, his fingers tangling in her hair to tilt her head back. Their lips met in a hungry kiss, his tongue invading her mouth mercilessly. Minako moaned against him, her body responding instantly, her buttocks moving more urgently, as if she knew she now had an audience.
Yuuto watched, his eyes narrowed, as the second guard approached from behind. He could see the man unbuckle his belt, releasing his already hard, thick, and throbbing cock. Without preamble, he guided it to Minako's slick entrance, thrusting with a throaty moan.
"God, she's so open!" the guard groaned, his hips slamming hard into Minako's buttocks. "Like she was made for this!"
Minako screamed against the first guard's mouth, her fingers scraping the tree bark as the second man began pumping into her with deep, brutal thrusts. Every time he sank into her hole, her buttocks shook, her body shaken by the impact. Yuuto could see his wife clench around that unfamiliar cock, her pussy dripping even more, as if her body knew this was exactly what it needed.
It was at that moment, when Minako was on the verge of another orgasm, that Yuuto decided to act. With a nearly inaudible whisper, blue runes flashed around his fingers before vanishing into thin air. A subtle, yet powerful spell: "Absolute Truth." It wasn't just an incantation to make her more truthful; it was a transformation. Minako would no longer be the shy, submissive woman she once was. Now, her personality would blossom, but under his control. She would be bold, lascivious, but always his.
The effects were immediate. Minako broke away from the kiss with a gasp, her eyes shining with a new light. There was no longer any doubt in her gaze, only a ravenous hunger.
"More," he demanded, his voice firm and clear. "I want more. Use me. Fill me."
The guard penetrating her grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more desperate. The other, without letting go of her mouth, slid a hand between their bodies, finding her swollen, playful clit.
"Fuck, what a hot bitch!" he gasped, his fingers moving in quick, precise circles.
Minako came with a strangled scream, her body convulsing as the guard inside her reached his own climax. Yuuto could see the exact moment the man emptied himself inside his wife, his hips shuddering, his hot cum filling her to overflowing. Minako moaned, feeling the liquid trickle down her thighs, mixing with her own juices.
But Yuuto wasn't finished. In one swift motion, he pushed the guard out of the way, his cock still dripping, and took his place. He didn't bother undressing completely; he just released his member, already hard and throbbing, and guided it to Minako's well-used hole. There was no softness to his entrance. He entered her in one thrust, his balls slapping against her soaking pussy as his fingers sank into the flesh of her buttocks.
"Ah! Yes, master!" Minako cried, her voice cracking with pleasure. "Use me! I'm yours!"
Yuuto began to move, his thrusts so brutal that every time he sank into her, Minako's buttocks jerked, her flesh trembling under the impact. She could feel her own cum mixing with the guards' inside her, how his body marked her in ways no one else could erase.
"You don't have to submit to anyone but me, your husband," he growled, his lips brushing her earlobe as he continued to fuck her mercilessly. "You're only mine. Only I decide what happens to this body."
Minako nodded, her nails scratching the tree bark, her breathing ragged.
—Yes! Just for you! Do whatever you want with me!
Yuuto needed no further incentive. His thrusts became faster, deeper, until he finally reached his own climax with a roar. He emptied himself inside her, filling her once more, his cum mixing with the others', claiming her in a way that went beyond the physical.
When he finished, he didn't pull away immediately. Instead, with a sigh, he withdrew his cock from her well-used hole, watching as his cum and the guards' semen began to trickle down her thighs. With a wave of his hand, he cast a water spell, a soft, warm stream that washed every corner of her body, highlighting the curve of her hips, the sheen of her skin, as if preparing her for something more.
Without saying a word, he lifted her into his arms, as if she weighed nothing. Minako snuggled against his chest, her body still trembling from orgasm, his lips brushing her neck in soft, grateful kisses.
The walk back to their rooms was silent, but fraught with a different kind of tension. Once inside, Yuuto gently placed her on the bed, his hands running over her body as if memorizing every curve. Minako looked at him with bright, expectant eyes.
"You can learn magic," Yuuto murmured, his fingers tracing the outline of her swollen lips. "And you will. Because you belong to me, Minako. You will do everything I command."
She nodded, her breathing still ragged, her body still sensitive to the slightest touch.
"I'm yours," she whispered, as if those words were all she needed to say.
Yuuto smiled, his lips brushing hers in a slow, possessive kiss. But he said nothing more. He didn't promise a clear future, didn't explain what would come next. He just held her tightly, letting the silence between them speak louder than any words.
Outside, the moon was just beginning to rise, casting long, eerie shadows over the village. Inside that room, Minako and Yuuto's future remained a blank canvas, ready to be painted with the darkest, most passionate colors they could imagine.