Chapter 25: Past Wounds (1)

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Side Story Chapter 5

After finishing his work as usual, Alto entered the bedroom and stopped short with a slight twitch of his shoulders. He looked down at the object lying on the bed with a wary expression and asked.

“…What’s this now?”

On the bed lay a slender red rope, coiled like a viper.

Viviana sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and answered with a provocative smile.

“Leta published a novel.”

“I know. That’s why we even had a celebration, right?”

“Honestly, the sales haven’t been good. But it’ll become popular soon. It was really fun.”

"I see. So, what’s this?"

Even though erotic novels had allowed him to open up honestly with Viviana, Alto couldn’t say he had any particular fondness for such novels. As for Viviana being completely absorbed in it, he simply respected it as it was the hobby of the wife he loved.

Leta’s novel was completely outside Alto’s realm of knowledge, so he hadn't even asked about its contents.

Viviana lifted the rope on the bed with a bright smile.

“This appeared in the novel!”

“…A rope appeared in it?”

“It’s about tying someone up and having intercourse. In technical terms, it’s called bondage play.”

Seeing the ominously bright red rope and Viviana’s innocent, beaming face made his head spin. Alto pressed his hand to his forehead.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he should have asked beforehand. No, he should have gone to Leta first, asked what material she planned to write about, and censored it in advance.

If only he had known his curious wife would actually try to imitate it!

While Alto held his head in exasperation, Viviana placed the red rope over her slip and explained.

"It said that tying it like this brings the breasts together, making them look sexy, and also gives a different kind of stimulation."

“I...”

Just as Viviana said, the red rope stretched across her cleavage, making her breasts stand out.

But the rope… Alto fell silent, overcome with a sense of aversion.

Viviana, not noticing that Alto’s expression had grown serious, grabbed his hand and pulled him along.

“Reading the novel made me really curious about what it feels like. Let’s just try it this once. Just one time.”

'Yeah, it’s not like it would happen two or three times; she said it was just this once.'

After a long moment, Alto slowly nodded.

“…I understand.”

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It was Viviana who had learned about the bizarre practice of bondage play, and it was also Viviana who had obtained the soft rope that wouldn’t hurt even when tied.

But there was a problem: she had learned all of this from books. When it came time to actually tie someone up with a rope, she found herself completely at a loss.

‘I’ll have to explain it properly, or Alto won’t be able to tie it correctly.’

First, Viviana stripped off all her clothes without leaving a single thread. After all, today’s goal was to be bound with the rope and have sex like a wild animal.

To keep her voluminous golden hair from getting in the way while tying the rope, she tied it up high in a single ponytail. Viviana handed the rope to Alto, who had loosely unbuttoned his shirt.

“It said we should start from the neck. Place the rope so that the midpoint rests behind the neck, then tie it once at the front.”

“Do we really have to? If it tightens around your neck, it could be dangerous.”

“But I don’t know how to tie the chest without making this knot. Since I’m a beginner, wouldn’t it be best to just do as instructed?”

"Even so…"

Instead of the hesitant Alto, Viviana twisted the rope to tie it. But the rope was smooth and soft, and the knot came undone immediately after being tied.

‘Should I pull it a little tighter?’

As she tried to tighten the rope by holding both ends, Alto grabbed her hands.

“I’ll do it instead.”

She had no idea how he had tied the knot, but the long rope was secured tightly. Viviana’s eyes went wide.

“You’re really good at tying ropes, Alto! Did you learn how to tie knots somewhere?”

“Something like that.”

“What do you mean by 'something like that?'"

“What should I tie next?”

“Cross the two ends below the chest, cross them again at the back, and then tie the arms behind the back.”

"You want me to tie your arms?"

“Yes. Because having intimacy while I can’t move turns me on.”

“That...”

“Please hurry, Alto.”

Even with just a single knot tied like a necklace at the front of her neck, Viviana became so aroused that she crossed her legs.

She looked at Alto with sparkling eyes. Alto squeezed his eyes shut, but there was no way he could refuse his wife.

Alto’s large hands touched Viviana’s full breasts. As if supporting their weight, he lifted them slightly, then ran the taut rope underneath and brought it around to her back.

He did the same with her right breast and tied the knot at the back, and her chest was drawn tightly together.

Just as Viviana had said, the rope looked incredibly erotic. Her naturally large breasts now jiggled even more with the rope tied around them. Viviana’s skin was exceptionally fair and smooth, making the red rope stand out all the more.

Viviana held her arms straight behind her back. She meant for him to tie them. Alto let out an awkward groan.

“Vivi, I don’t want to restrain you. Do we really have to take away your physical freedom? It’s already incredibly erotic, just as you said.”

“But I want to do everything that appears in the novel.”

“How do they do it in the novel?”

“He pulls the rope tied to her arms like a horse's reins and pounds her repeatedly.”

Answering obediently, Viviana waved her arms as if urging him to tie them quickly.

Worried that tying only her wrists might cause injury, Alto divided her arms into three equal sections and tied two knots at each point. Viviana murmured in wonder at the snug, yet painless, pressure.

“Wow, you’re really good at tying this. I actually thought it would chafe or be really uncomfortable.”

"Let's hurry."

Alto’s voice was deep and subdued, but the highly aroused Viviana couldn’t sense his feelings. Excited, she chattered away.

“After crossing the rope over the abdomen, pass it over the pussy and then tie a knot again behind the back.” 

Following Viviana’s instructions, the red rope ran along both sides of her pussy and was tied in a knot around the middle of her pelvis. Meanwhile, Alto’s firm hands brushed lightly against her thighs and the cleft between them. Aroused, Viviana shivered; even though he hadn’t done anything else yet, her excitement had already made her wet, dampening the area between her legs.

After firmly tying the final knot, Alto checked her condition with a tone of amused disbelief.

“You’re thoroughly aroused. Do you like being tied up?”

“It-it’s not like that…”

“But you’re completely wet down there.”

Alto’s fingers explored her slit. His thick index finger slid in without any resistance. As his finger entered the wet, aroused area, a wet, lewd sound escaped her.

“I thought you might have peed yourself.”

“Don’t say things like that.”

Tears welled in her eyes from embarrassment and shame. But even stronger than that was the intense sensation of pleasure.

‘Ah, this feels so good.’

The thrill of exposing such a private side of herself completely in front of Alto was overwhelming. Her inner thighs tingled. Viviana unconsciously pressed her legs together, and in doing so, the rope near her pussy rubbed against her, stimulating her erogenous zones.

“Ah!”

No matter how soft the rope was, it was naturally rougher than human skin. When it brushed against her clitoris, a sharp wave of pleasure surged through her. Viviana bent at the waist and swayed unsteadily. With her arms bound, she couldn’t maintain her balance properly.

“It’s dangerous.”

Alto steadied her. His fully erect member pressed sharply against his pants, its outline clearly visible. Viviana unconsciously licked her lips.

“Hold me, Alto.”

Viviana rubbed her erect nipples against his body. The rough fabric of his shirt scratched them in a way that felt good, but it still wasn’t enough.

"Please suck me down there. Do it hard enough to make my waist throb. And bite my clit too. Your lips — they feel so good."

The overstimulation must have addled her mind. Otherwise, there was no way such shameless words would spill out so effortlessly, without a hint of hesitation.

Viviana, her face flushed with heat, looked up at Alto and added.

“Make a mess of me.”

It was as if the film in his mind snapped cleanly in two. From the moment she stood naked before him, asking to be bound, Alto’s cock pulsed with a relentless ache.

Her round, full breasts, narrow and slender shoulders, and a slim waist that could be embraced with one arm. Every part of her stimulated him.

Now, with tears welling in her eyes, she clung to him, begging to be held. There was no way he could endure this stimulus.

‘This woman just keeps getting more and more…’

It was said that human emotions reached their peak only once in love, and after that, they only declined. Excitement and thrill never surpassed that peak; instead, they were replaced by a sense of stability.

Yet everything about Viviana continued to excite Alto.

Alto hurriedly sucked her tongue. As he seized her breasts, the soft flesh overflowed his large hands, spilling between his fingers.

Lost in frenzied caresses, they tumbled onto the bed. When Viviana’s knees gave way, she let out a sharp cry as she collapsed onto the mattress. The impact pulled the rope taut, binding her body even tighter.

“Ahng!”

The sudden clench of her inner walls sent a rush of arousal spilling out. Alto gripped her slender thighs and spread her legs wide. Her pussy, bound in red rope, fluttered invitingly, as if beckoning him.

“Aaang!”

Alto’s thick tongue pressed against Viviana’s pussy. As she’d begged, he bit gently at her clitoris and sucked it like candy, rolling his tongue over it. Viviana’s entire body flushed crimson as she screamed in ecstasy.

“Ahh! It feels so good! So good!”

Her back arched, her thighs trembling violently. A clear fluid gushed out, splashing across Alto’s face, but he didn’t care. He pressed his mouth to her pussy and eagerly drank in her arousal.

Her inner walls, softened by climax, exhaled a sweet, intoxicating scent. Watching the tender flesh quiver invitingly, Alto licked his lips. He already knew. He knew how tightly she would clench around his cock, and how good it would feel to bury himself inside her.

“Haa. Haa.”

Ragged breaths escaped his excited lips. His fangs sharpened as if he were about to transform into a wolf. Clinging to the last threads of his sanity, Alto tore off his shirt. His glans, already slick with pre-cum, hovered just above her soaked folds.

Just as he was about to plunge into her, Viviana stopped him.

“Wait a moment, Alto!”

“Okay.”

“Let me turn around.”

Viviana knelt and bent forward. With her arms tied, her face was pressed into the sheets. The red rope left vivid marks on her pudding-white buttocks.

“Fuck me like this. I told you this is exactly how I want it.”

Her fully exposed pussy trembled enticingly. Alto’s gaze swept across her back.

'So you mean I should pull the rope binding that arm like a rein, right?'

Then her upper body would naturally lift as well. Since the ropes were connected, her chest would be tightly compressed. The knot around her neck had been tied so it wouldn’t tighten if the rope was pulled, so it shouldn’t be dangerous.

At her request, he tugged on the rope binding her arms, and Viviana let out a small moan of pain.

“Uh!”

In that moment, Alto’s pupils constricted sharply.

As he pulled on her arms, the rope lifted, revealing her pale back. And being bound by the rope during their intimacy had left a vivid red mark.

As if she had been tied up and whipped…

“Ugh!”

“Alto?”

The moment a certain image came to mind, his arousal vanished as if by magic, replaced by a wave of nausea. Alto clamped his hand over his mouth and got off the bed. Viviana, whose face had been pressed into the sheets when he suddenly let go, sensed something was wrong and rolled over to sit up.

“Alto? What’s wrong all of a sudden? Are you okay?”

“Ugh! Gah!”

Retching, Alto bolted straight to the bathroom in the corner of the room. Once inside, he finally threw up. 

Having emptied his stomach completely, he stood at the sink to rinse his mouth. In the mirror, the face of a man with sullen, bloodshot eyes stared back at him. It was none other than Alto himself.

Suddenly, a wave of revulsion washed over him, as if insects were crawling all over his body. It went beyond mere disgust or a sense of filth. He felt like the most worthless being in the world.

Overcome by disgust, Alto plunged his head into the water in the sink. It was painful not being able to breathe, but he didn’t want to lift his head.

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