Julius held Rem close on the smooth black stone at the edge of the private hot spring, the warm water lapping around her waist. He looked into her eyes, his voice gentle despite the obvious desire burning in them.
"Rem... if you don't want this, we can stop. Anastasia already got what she wanted tonight."
Before Rem could answer, Anastasia's cold, commanding voice cut through the metia directly into her mind.
Don't you dare stop. I want to watch it happen from your perspective. Besides... you're already pretty wet down there, aren't you?
Rem's face burned with shame. She tried to close her legs, but Julius's body kept them spread.
Anastasia continued mockingly: If you get tired, Yae can always take your place. I'll even hold my thumbs up for you to get pregnant nicely.
THE METIA LINK CONVULSED AS REM'S PSYCHOLOGICAL WALLS SLAMMED INTO A WALL OF PURE AGONY AND RESISTANCE. YOU SICK, INSECURE MONSTER! REM THOUGHT-SCREAMED, HER ENTIRE MENTAL PRESENCE SHAKING WITH DEEP HUMILIATION. YOU CAN FORCE MY BODY INTO THIS TRAP, BUT YOU WILL NEVER CONTROL MY HEART! FUCK YOU! YOU DISGUSTING, INSANE WHORE! I HOPE YOU DIE SCREAMING IN THAT EMPTY BEDROOM!
Anastasia only laughed softly in her mind.
Rem was half-submerged in the hot spring, her upper body pressed against the smooth black stone. Her full, heavy breasts were squished against the cool surface, nipples hardened from the contrast of temperatures. Her toned stomach lay flat on the stone as well, while her legs were spread wide, feet barely touching the bottom of the spring, giving Julius full access.
Julius pushed forward slowly, gently sliding his thick cock back into her pussy. Rem gasped, her body tensing as he filled her again. He leaned down, kissing the side of her neck tenderly while moving with slow, deep strokes.
"You feel so good, Rem," he murmured against her skin. "So warm... so tight... You're perfect."
Rem's breath hitched. Despite everything, her body responded. Julius kissed her neck again, then captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues met slowly, almost lovingly, as he continued his gentle rhythm inside her.
Anastasia watched through Rem's eyes and felt a wave of disgust. How revolting. You just sucked his cock and now you're kissing him with the same mouth. Filthy.
Rem's furious reply came instantly: Shut up! Shut the fuck up! I hate you! I hate every part of this!
Anastasia ignored her and continued watching. She noticed through Rem's perspective that Subaru's cock was still hard in her gloved hand back at the mansion. Look at that... your husband is still standing. Should I help him finish?
Rem's mental scream was filled with pure rage and humiliation, but she couldn't stop what was happening. Julius kept moving slowly and deeply inside her, kissing her with surprising tenderness while Anastasia watched every second, pulling the strings of her twisted game from afar.
"No need to be so angry, Rem," Anastasia's voice purred mockingly through the metia. "After all, you're already getting your daily dose of Vitamin D."
Rem's mind screamed back in pure rage: Shut up! Shut the fuck up, you twisted bitch!
But her body betrayed her. Julius had sped up his thrusts, still trying his best to make her feel good—deep, powerful strokes that hit every sensitive spot inside her. The wet, rhythmic sound of their bodies slapping together echoed through the private hot spring area.
PLAP... PLAP... PLAP... PLAP...
Rem's perverted, needy moans slipped out between kisses, growing louder and more shameless as her mental walls began to crack.
"Ahh—! Mmm... haa—! Julius—!"
Her thoughts, once filled with pure hatred, started to fracture: He's... so deep... hitting that spot again... gods, it feels so good...
Anastasia caught the stray thought immediately and laughed cruelly in Rem's mind. See? Even you can't deny it. Julius knows your favorite spot better than Subaru ever could.
Rem's mind screamed in shame: Sorry... Subaru-kun... I'm so sorry...
But her body arched, pressing back against Julius as another moan escaped her lips.
"Tell him, Rem," Anastasia commanded. "Tell Julius to move faster. Be honest for once."
Rem's resistance was crumbling. Between wet, sloppy kisses, she gasped against Julius's mouth: "Faster... please... Julius... fuck me faster—!"
Julius groaned, gripping her hips tighter as he obeyed, pounding into her with deeper, faster strokes. Rem's full breasts bounced heavily against the smooth stone, her blue hair sticking to her sweat-slicked skin as she moaned louder, her mental defenses collapsing under the overwhelming pleasure.
Anastasia watched it all through Rem's eyes, a dark, satisfied smile on her face back at the mansion. That's it... let go. Show me how much you love my husband's cock.
Rem's only response was another broken, pleasure-drunk moan as Julius fucked her harder, the hot spring water splashing around them with every thrust. The humiliation was complete.
Rem tried desperately to form a sharp, hateful reply to Anastasia in her mind, but the words dissolved the moment Julius pulled out of her with a wet sound. He grabbed her hips and rotated her body effortlessly, laying her on her back on the smooth, warm stone at the edge of the hot spring.
"I want to see your face," he murmured, voice thick with lust and affection.
Rem lay there, legs spread wide, tears still slipping from the corners of her eyes even as her body trembled with unwanted excitement. Julius positioned himself between her thighs and pushed back inside her pussy in one smooth, deep thrust. Rem gasped sharply, her back arching off the stone.
Anastasia watched through Rem's eyes with dark fascination. This view—Rem lying on her back, legs spread, Julius's powerful body looming over her—reminded her painfully of the nights when she was still healthy, when Julius would make love to her just like this.
Rem's mind was a chaotic mess of shame and arousal. Her thoughts were hazy, focused almost entirely on Julius—his muscular, well-built chest glistening with sweat, his strong arms caging her in, his handsome face hovering above her, eyes locked onto hers with intense desire. They kissed again, deep and messy, tongues sliding together with wet, obscene sounds.
He's so big... so deep... hitting everything...
Her mental walls were crumbling fast.
Anastasia observed it all in silence, then, without a word, removed the metia from herself. She quietly placed it on the barely conscious Subaru, who was slumped on the couch, drunk and drugged.
Let's see how long it takes Rem to realize her husband can now hear every single perverted thought running through her head.
Subaru was too out of it to fully understand, but Anastasia hoped he would at least experience it like a vivid, dream-like scene—his beloved wife's mind melting for another man's big cock.
Anastasia stood up from her bed, legs slightly unsteady. She looked down at the floor where Subaru had cum earlier and sighed. She needed to clean this up before the maids came back.
Meanwhile, in the hot spring, Julius continued thrusting into Rem with deep, steady strokes. Rem's moans grew louder, her hands clutching his back as her mind drowned in pleasure.
"Julius... ahh... so good..."
Anastasia smiled coldly to herself as she began wiping the floor, knowing the real chaos was only beginning.
Anastasia moved slowly through the dimly lit room, her body still weak from the heart attack. She went to the bathroom, retrieved a soft towel, and returned to clean the mess Subaru had made on the floor. The sticky evidence of his orgasm took longer than she expected to wipe away. After that, she gently helped the barely conscious Subaru onto the bed, adjusting the pillows and pulling the blanket over him. He was completely out of it—eyes half-open, mumbling incoherently.
She hoped he had enjoyed the little "dream" she had gifted him.
Only then did she pick up the silver mantle again and drape it over her own shoulders.
"I'm back, Rem."
The connection reopened. At that exact moment, in the hot springs, Julius was buried deep inside Rem, thrusting with slow, powerful strokes as he approached his climax. Rem's legs were wrapped around his waist, her back arched on the smooth stone, when Anastasia's voice cut into her mind like a knife.
Rem's eyes widened in pure horror as she instantly realized what had happened.
"You... you fucking monster...!" Rem's thoughts exploded with rage. "You put it on Subaru?! While I'm— While Julius is—?!"
Julius groaned deeply, his hips snapping forward as he came hard inside her, flooding her pussy with another thick load. Rem's body shuddered violently with her own orgasm, but her mind was screaming in absolute fury.
"You let my husband hear everything?! While your husband is cumming inside me?! I'LL KILL YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU DISGUSTING, EVIL BITCH—!"
Anastasia's voice was calm and mocking. "I thought it would be funny if Subaru got to watch it too. And you gave such a nice show, Rem. All those perverted thoughts... moaning about how good Julius feels... begging for his cum... It was quite entertaining."
Rem's mind was a storm of humiliation, shame, and murderous rage. Her body was still twitching from the orgasm, Julius's cock pulsing inside her as he finished, but all she could focus on was the violation.
"You're sick... You're actually insane... Subaru heard me thinking about Julius's cock?! While he was fucking me?! I'll never forgive you for this!"
Anastasia only laughed softly in her mind. "Good. Stay angry. It makes you tighter."
Julius kissed Rem's forehead gently, unaware of the mental war happening inside her head, while Rem lay there, trembling with a mixture of lingering pleasure and overwhelming hatred.
Anastasia leaned back in her chair, a cold, satisfied smile on her face. The punishment was becoming truly exquisite.
Anastasia's voice slithered into Rem's mind with mocking sweetness while Julius continued thrusting deep and slow inside her.
"You can be as angry as you want, Rem... but it doesn't look like Julius plans to stop anytime soon. And besides... you feel pretty good, don't you?"
Rem's thoughts were a chaotic storm of shame and unwanted pleasure. Even as she tried to focus on her hatred, intrusive thoughts slipped through: He's so deep... so thick... fuck, he's really going to knock me up if he keeps going like this...
She bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the moan that wanted to escape. Rem turned her head toward Julius, voice shaky but filled with desperate anger.
"I'm going to kill her... I swear I'm going to kill Anastasia..."
Julius slowed his thrusts slightly, concern flashing across his face as he kissed her forehead. "Rem... breathe. We'll deal with her later."
Rem was spiraling, her mind racing with panic. "If Subaru realizes... if he remembers any of this... it's over. Everything is over..."
Anastasia's laughter echoed coldly in her head. "Don't be such a drama queen. Subaru is barely conscious. He'll probably think it was all a weird dream. Though... that does remind me."
Anastasia's tone turned playful and cruel. "Maybe I should give him some of Julius's seed to drink later. After all, I still have that jar with your old wedding ring swimming in it. Of course, your new ring is such a cute replica... a nice gift from your master, don't you think?"
Rem's mind exploded with fresh rage and humiliation. "You're a fucking monster! I'll rip your throat out! Don't you dare touch Subaru with that filth!"
Anastasia only hummed in amusement. "Keep moaning for my husband, Rem. Your anger makes this so much more entertaining."
Julius, unaware of the mental battle, kept moving inside her with deep, possessive strokes, kissing her neck and whispering soft praises while Rem's body betrayed her mind with every wave of unwanted pleasure. Anastasia leaned back in her chair, a dark, satisfied smile on her lips as she continued to watch and torment Rem simultaneously.
The night was far from over. And the psychological torture had only just reached its next level.
Anastasia stood up slowly from her chair, legs still slightly unsteady. She walked to the locked drawer in her desk and took out the small glass jar. Inside, Rem's original wedding ring sat submerged in the thick, dried layers of Julius's cum. She held it up to the light for a moment, a cold smile on her lips, before setting it on the table beside her.
She draped the silver mantle back over her shoulders and reopened the connection. Through Rem's eyes, she saw the blue-haired girl lost in ecstasy. Julius was thrusting into her with deep, rhythmic strokes on the smooth stone by the hot spring. Rem's body was trembling violently, her full breasts bouncing with every thrust, her back arched as another powerful orgasm crashed through her.
"Ahh—! Julius—! I'm— I'm cumming again—! Haaah—!"
Rem's mind was a haze of pleasure. Her thoughts were fragmented, barely able to form coherent insults anymore. Morality had collapsed under wave after wave of overwhelming sensation.
"You... ahh... you bitch... I... haa... hate you..."
Anastasia laughed softly in her mind. "Look at you. Having such a nice orgasm while making love with my husband. Your morality really collapsed fast, didn't it? You're just a needy little slut now."
Rem tried to respond, but another moan tore from her throat as Julius hit that perfect spot again. Her thoughts were blurry, pleasure-drunk: So deep... so good... can't think...
Anastasia continued teasing, her voice almost affectionate. "I think you really like Julius right now, Rem. Maybe we can work this out. There's no need for all this hate between us."
Rem's only response was a broken, pleasure-filled cry as her body shook with another climax. Anastasia's tone turned more serious, almost businesslike.
"If you're not willing to leave Subaru... the next best thing I can do for Julius is turn Subaru into a proper cuck. One who wants to see you with different men. Wouldn't that be convenient for everyone?"
Rem tried to snap back, but her mind was too fogged with pleasure. She could barely form a coherent insult. "You... ahh... crazy... whore..."
Anastasia clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Pay attention when I'm talking to you, Rem. It's rude to ignore your master while you're getting fucked."
Rem's body convulsed again as Julius kept thrusting, her thoughts dissolving into pure sensation. She was no longer able to maintain the mental fight—the pleasure was simply too much. Anastasia leaned back, watching with cold satisfaction as she gently swirled the jar containing Rem's wedding ring.
The punishment was becoming truly beautiful.
Anastasia waited patiently, listening through the metia as Rem shattered through the final waves of her intense orgasm. Julius held her gently, kissing her neck and shoulders until her breathing began to steady.
When Rem finally calmed down, Anastasia's voice returned—calm, almost reasonable.
"The best option for all of us is if Subaru gets used to being a cuck. That way you can continue cheating on him without so much guilt. Wouldn't that be convenient for everyone?"
Rem's mind exploded with fury. "I will NEVER turn Subaru into a cuck! Never!"
At that moment, Julius spoke softly, his hands on Rem's waist. "Rem... do you mind being on top? I want to sit in the water and watch you ride me."
Rem nodded weakly. Julius sat down in the shallow part of the hot spring, water reaching his chest. Rem straddled him, lowering herself onto his thick cock with a soft, broken moan. She began to ride him slowly, her full breasts pressing against his chest as she moved her hips.
Rem's thoughts were a chaotic mix of pleasure and defiance as she spoke to Anastasia: I won't do it. I refuse to drag Subaru into this filth.
Anastasia didn't reply immediately. She placed the jar containing Julius's old seed and Rem's wedding ring on the desk, then went to fetch a small spoon. She was going to give Subaru a taste—just enough to test his reaction. She would put the metia on him so Rem could hear what he thought about her cheating. Tomorrow he would probably dismiss it as a strange dream.
Rem sensed what she was planning and panicked. Don't you dare involve him! Don't you dare!
Anastasia ignored her. Meanwhile, Julius kissed Rem deeply, his hands roaming her body as she rode him.
"You feel so good, Rem," he murmured against her lips. "You're so beautiful like this... riding me so eagerly."
Rem moaned softly, her hips moving a little faster despite herself. "Julius... ahh... you're so deep... it feels... so good..."
She kissed him back with surprising affection, her arms wrapped around his neck as she bounced on his cock. Even in the middle of her humiliation, there was genuine warmth in the way she touched him.
Anastasia finally spoke again through the metia, her voice cold and final.
"I'm going to put the metia on Subaru now. I expect you to cooperate and give him a nice show. Convince him it's okay to accept the idea of you with other men."
Rem's thoughts burned with horror and rage, but her body kept moving on Julius, pleasure clouding her resistance. Anastasia's final words were almost gentle, yet dripping with cruelty.
Have fun for the rest of the night, Rem."