Chapter 74 – Confinement
Sometimes I feel like that.
Maybe I’m still naive and too complacent.
I’ve been through a lot of painful and difficult things, so even if hard things come to me, I can somehow endure it.
Could it be that I lived under my own misunderstanding?
It’s been over a week since I couldn’t face the world.
The location I was in was in the middle of an institution that wouldn’t be strange to say it was the center of the world.
But paradoxically, I was in the middle of encountering no one else in the world.
All I can see is only one Seria.
She was trying to become my only window through which I could see the light of the world.
Now I don’t know exactly what she wants.
More precisely, what kind of existence does she want to become to me?
The visible relationship, to be precise, the relationship visible to others is the marriage of a couple,
What is the invisible, perhaps fundamentally, relationship she desires?
At first, it was just a teacher-student relationship.
But class is over and we are both adults now.
Reset? Development?
No matter what words you use, it was essentially a time for our relationship to be reestablished.
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The whole room was filled with the sound of sucking something.
There was nothing in my mouth, so it must be clear that the source of the sound was someone else.
It was me covering the blanket, but the blanket covering the lower body was boasting an impossible height unless my legs swelled abnormally.
The time has come.
“Ugh…”
As I stared at the ceiling with the feeling that something was leaving my body, the swollen blanket sank and someone appeared.
“How was it? Ed.”
Without answering, I just kept staring at the ceiling.
When you wake up, the reality repeats under the name of love.
It had been two weeks since I had been locked in this house.
I was completely wrong in thinking that I would be suspicious if I knew that someone hadn’t been out of my room for a week.
No one has found my whereabouts.
No one
If we really cut out one person who is just me in society, wouldn’t the present reality come out?
The only person I faced was her.
The lady-in-waiting who works in this house, her father, and her older sister.
No one came to see me
Just like it should be.
At this point, there was something to know.
The people of this family were also in league with her.
No matter how elegant she was, the daughter of the Fellowes family, the scope of what she could do was limited.
None of this would have been possible had it not been for the help of this family, her father to be exact.
You could have tried to prevent them from leaving, but they couldn’t have prevented a sad parting.
Her personal courtesy alone would not have been enough to cover her expensive hospital bills.
The more I thought about it, the more I knew what it really felt like to lose freedom.
“Ed.”
Still beside her, she was calling me.
Call it a few times and you’ll get exhausted anyway.
I decided not to answer.
I still couldn’t forgive her.
I took one look at her and she returned my gaze with her smile as if she liked that.
“You should have lunch.”
Although there is no option in the position of being thoroughly bred, they still resist by not responding.
Haven’t eaten for two weeks?
That’s not it.
One time when she refused to drink her water, when she saw her trying to forcefully pour it into her mouth, she decided to just drink it finely.
Sometime
Maybe I don’t know when that day will be.
I had to eat even to escape this house.
I heard her door open and she left her room.
It was to bring me food to eat.
She doesn’t mind doing things that her aristocratic daughter wouldn’t do well.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m involved in the action or if it’s a job that suits my aptitude unexpectedly.
She goes back to her previous thoughts.
What is this house asking of me?
Is this abnormal girl asking for a babysitter to look after her by her side?
Or am I asking for another honor by putting me next to her as an award winner?
One thing is for sure, it was clear that the way she appeared to me was probably only in front of me.
Time is running out.
One day, the end of the wedding ceremony would reach me.
It’s a personal thought, but that was the end of my thinking.
After that, I will just live my life as an attachment doll, a trophy.
I had to finish all of this before that.
The door opened again and it was she who brought her food.
A desk made ‘specially’ to do everything in bed.
Where did you see this…
It seemed there was something similar in the hospital.
She opened her desk and began to set down the meal she had brought on it.
She was the one putting them down one by one with the faces of newly wedded couples.
There were various types of food, but there was one theme that ran through them all.
‘Enhancement of energy’
She seemed to have caught me.
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It’s a surprisingly normal meal, but there were times when something was added to the meal.
And every time I did, I would fall asleep after eating.
It was too artificial and too fast to be called hunger.
The arm had already been firmly fixed for a long time.
I think I’ve said it before, but the act of confinement I’ve become accustomed to has made me not surprised by this.
Below, their banquet was already in progress.
The fluids that should have come out of the mouth and the flesh mixed together, causing a series of reactions.
“Chung… Chuub…”
It seemed almost ready.
She raised her head and looked at me.
When our eyes met, she turned her head in embarrassment.
It was a face in which the innocence of a girl and the maturity of a woman coexisted.
In this situation, there was only one possible position.
She climbs on top of me, hits the hole, and slams her body down.
“Keep… Huh…”
It wasn’t the first time I’d experienced her, and it wasn’t that I didn’t mix her with her body.
Whenever they became one, the violence inflicted by her insides under the guise of pleasure was always brutal.
Naturally, it warmly welcomes visitors as if it is only now that they should meet.
It was a unilateral reciprocating motion, but the pleasure seemed to be shared by both.
My things, which felt her warmth, trembled as if to return her warmth to the cold air as she lifted her body.
Like a prankster wondering whether or not to give her what she wants, she begins to apply pressure on her front end.
A kind of threat to express that it is good soon.
However, if they agree even now, they will not be able to live even if they really live, so they grit their teeth and resist.
Thinking it was a breakdown in negotiations, she started to press again.
Vertical pressure this time, not from all sides.
As if the physical laws could not be violated, even the shock was converted into pleasure and began to be transmitted.
“Haaa…”
“Whoa…”
The reactions expressed by each other were different, but each expression echoed in the room as if the pleasure was the same.
After a few workouts, still exhausted, she began to bury her face in my chest.
Did she say that, to borrow her expression, she could feel at ease and pleasure at the same time?
As if she had two selves in her upper and lower body, she was perfectly handling her upper body that smelled of me and her lower body that was constantly stimulating using only her waist.
The speed increased.
As the sense of speed added to my already aroused object, a signal was sent to me to prepare.
Of course, she recognized the signal like a ghost.
There might be a difference, but each other’s breathing became a little quicker and we started running toward the end.
It must have contained her will to never let her run away, and her inside was cruelly forcing her to make a choice.
You should be feeling so good and happy, so why are you resisting unnecessary?
There was only a message that it would be easier if I gave up.
No matter how much I tried to resist due to the structure of my body, the repeated stimulation was gradually forcing me to ejaculate.
I wonder if it’ll be comfortable like this.
I thought about that for a while.
I instantly felt disgusted with myself.
Excluding everything from emotions and thoughts, it was a sense of shame about myself that I couldn’t forget that pleasure.
Even as she rocked her body, she seemed to be watching my expression, so she slowed down for a moment.
“Ed…”
“Why do you keep rejecting me… It’s easier if you accept it.”
Are you talking about me or are you talking about the current situation?
As if the answer didn’t matter, she started to speed up again.
Words no longer existed.
No, it would have been correct to say that it could not exist.
Both of them were in a state where they couldn’t wake up to pleasure.
It was now the limit.
She somehow tried to resist, but her natural body structure declared that it was impossible to endure any longer.
And the end has been reached.
“Ah.”
“Ha…”
Even facing the end was completely different.
One said that the end of patience is futile.
One knows that the best end has been reached.
It kept filling her insides and when it was all really over she got up.
Even that was very late.
As she raised herself up, liquid began dripping between her legs, drop by drop.
“It seemed like he was patient until the end…Ed seems to be happy too.”
I didn’t answer until the end.
