Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Haruto’s Descent (Haruto POV)
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here on the couch in the dark.Hours, maybe. The apartment is silent except for the occasional sound of Yuna moving around in our — her — bedroom. My face still feels sticky. My tongue is numb with the taste of another man’s cum. Multiple men.I can’t stop replaying it.The way Yuna looked down at me earlier, legs spread, her once-tight pussy now a gaping, ruined mess overflowing with thick white seed. The way she grabbed my hair and pushed my face into it like I was nothing more than a towel. The sounds she made when she came on my tongue — moans I had never been able to draw out of her in all our years of marriage.Why does it hurt so much... and why am I still hard?I hate myself.I hate how my pathetic little cock twitches every time I remember her cruel smile. Every time I remember her saying, "This is all you’re good for now."Tears keep falling even though I feel like I’ve run out of them.This is my wife.The same Yuna who used to blush when I told her she was beautiful. The same girl who cried happy tears on our wedding day in Tokyo. The girl I promised to protect and make happy for the rest of my life.Now she laughs while another man — a Black bull who makes me look like a child — breeds her every single day.I looked at the clock. It was almost midnight. She had been with them for nearly six hours today. Six hours of being fucked, used, and filled while I sat here like a worthless dog waiting for her to come home and use my mouth as a cleanup tool.My phone vibrated. It was a notification from her new secret app. I had managed to install a tracker on her phone weeks ago, but she had grown careless. I saw the preview before she could hide it.A new video uploaded to "Black Lotus."Title: Japanese Wife’s First Triple Breeding – Full AhegaoI shouldn’t have opened it.But I did.The video showed my beautiful wife — my Yuna — getting absolutely destroyed by three massive Black men. Her blue hair was a mess, her face covered in cum, her tongue hanging out as she screamed in ecstasy. The camera zoomed in as Marcus slammed into her, her belly bulging with every thrust."I don’t love Haruto anymore!" she screamed on the video, right before she squirted violently. "I only want Black cock! I want Black babies!"The comments were filled with praise."She’s progressing so fast~"
"Poor cuck husband lol"
"Make him clean you after this one"I threw my phone across the room.My chest hurt so badly I thought I was having a heart attack. I curled up on the couch, hugging my knees like a child. Sobs wracked my body until I couldn’t breathe.Why didn’t I see it coming?Why wasn’t I enough?I thought about our life in Tokyo. The quiet nights. The gentle lovemaking. The way she used to say "I love you" so sweetly.All of it was fake.
Or maybe it was real once... before she tasted something better. Before she discovered what real pleasure felt like.The worst part — the part that truly broke me — was that a sick, twisted part of my brain was starting to accept it. Every time she humiliated me, every time she made me clean her, my body reacted.I was starting to crave the pain.I heard the bedroom door open. Yuna stepped out wearing nothing but a robe, her body still marked with handprints and bite marks.She looked at me curled up on the couch and smiled."Still crying?" she asked softly. "How cute."She walked over and stood above me, then slowly opened her robe. Fresh cum was still leaking down her thighs."Round two of cleaning, husband," she said sweetly. "Marcus and the others sent extra just for you."I looked up at her through blurry tears.The woman I loved was gone.In her place stood a cruel goddess who got wet from my suffering.And as I leaned forward, broken and defeated, to lick the cum from her used pussy once again...I realized I no longer had the strength to fight it.
To Be Continued
