Suren: Final Chapter - Broken Bird

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Suren's scene Final Chapter - Broken Bird.

⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: Dubcon, Sexual Violence, Verbal Humiliation, Sexual Assault.

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Suren:

“I’m going.”

Some time had passed, with peace persisting on thin ice. Naran and I were seeing Suren off as usual.

Naala:

“Take care…”

I put my sleep-deprived brain to work and act normally.

But my body couldn’t keep up with Suren’s actions, which were becoming more and more intense by the day. Lately, I felt fatigued even in the morning.

Due to this, I had to take naps during the day.

Suren:

“...If you’re out of it, go to bed.”

Naala:

“! Ah, I’m fine.”

He gently patted my head and my whole body cowered.

Ever since that night when he questioned me, Suren’s attitude has been in a downward spiral, leaving me wondering what kind of Suren I’ll be getting today.

The kind Suren, or the Suren who accosts me.

Naala:

(He’s not violent with me, but in some ways that would be better…)

As I thought about it, wondering if that’s really true. Yeah, that kind of violence might actually be better.

That strong pleasure was gradually breaking my heart down, like a slow-acting poison.

Suren:

“...I might have pushed you a little too hard last night.”

Naala:

“...”

I traced my wrists and choked on my breath. There was a thin bruise forming there, as a result of Suren tying me up last night.

My brain easily ruminates on memories of pleasure and fear, and reflexively relaxes.

Naala:

“Ah…”

I dropped Suren’s sword that I’d been holding and crouched down in a panic.

But when I tried to pick it up, I was held from above by a hand reaching out from the other side.

To be more precise, it was a hand coming into contact with mine, trying to pick it up at the same time.

Naran:

“...I got it.”

Naran’s fingers slightly stroked the back of my hand as he said this. A creeping sensation ran through me as he traced along the bone under the thin skin.

Naala:

“...Thanks.”

Suren:

“...”

I felt Suren’s eyes narrowing coldly at the edge of my vision, and a cold sweat broke out along my spine.

Naala:

“Ah, sorry for being clumsy.”

I suppressed my inner turmoil and smiled. Perhaps it worked, because Suren, who received the sword, responded in an unexpectedly cheerful voice.

Suren:

“Haha, seriously. At this rate, the hem of the uniform you mended yesterday is gonna unravel.

Naala:

(Thank goodness he didn’t see that.)

“Sorry. I’ll fix it properly.”

Suren:

“I wonder about that.”

I shrug slightly and breathe a secret sigh of relief. If he goes any harder on me, my body isn’t going to be able to take it.

Suren:

“Well then, I’m off.”

Naran:

“Take care.”

Suren:

“Yeah… You too.”

At that time… I didn’t know anything at all.

…This would be the last time I’d see Suren in his military uniform.

~Next Scene~

Naala:

“...”

The sound of heavy rain hits my ears as it weaves in and of the thunderstorms. I was lying alone on my bed, using it as a lullaby.

Naala:

(Suren… isn’t coming today either.)

Since the day I last saw him off, the nighttime activities had stopped completely.

I wondered if he was busy with work, but it seems like he’s coming back earlier than before.

I say seems because I don’t see him. Despite being in the same house, I don’t have a chance to see him outside of breakfast.

Maybe he’s avoiding me.

Naala:

(Or even lost interest in me.)

It’s not that I’m lonely… but with him not coming, I feel a sense of anxiety for no reason.

Things would be different if I had someone to talk to, but Naran had always been that person for me, and he hasn’t been able to come due to Suren coming home early.

Naala:

“...However, maybe that’s for the best.”

It seems much healthier to have no contact at all than to continue this fruitless relationship.

Amidst the eerie tension, my mind was still calmer than before.

Naala:

(If I could just get by with nothing happening until Rus makes a move…)

With such a wish in my heart, I closed my eyes, and…

Suren:

“...”

Naala:

“!?”

A figure suddenly appeared in the mirror - I was terrified at the sight of Suren, standing silently, lit by the glare of the lightning.

Looking back in surprise, Suren approached with a cheerful smile I’d never seen before.

This overly kind expression that was unlike him was creepy, causing me to back up onto the bed.

Naala:

“Wh-what’s wrong, Suren…?”

Suren:

“Do I need a reason to visit my wife’s bedroom?”

Naala:

“No… but…”

What is this unpleasant feeling? Suren was smiling, but he looked scarier than ever.

Naala:

“I’m just a little surprised because it’s been a while.”

Suren:

 “Yeah, I was waiting for a while. Were you missing the touch of a man?”

Naala:

“Huh…”

He pushes me by the shoulder and I fall face up onto the bed.

Suren quickly climbs on top of me, strips me of my clothes, and takes out a small vial. The memory of the medicine used on our wedding night comes back to me, and I tilt my head awkwardly.

Why did he bring me medicine?

Naala:

“What’s that…?”

Suren:

"Don't worry. I'm just trying something a little... different from usual."

The smile on Suren's face from so close by gave me an eerie feeling of discomfort.

My bad feeling only grew stronger, but with my limbs held down I couldn't even move an inch.

Naala:

“P-please, stop.”

Suren:

"Don't be scared. I've always been kind to you…”

With one hand, Suren easily gathered my arms together above my head and positioned himself between my legs.

In no time, even my underwear was removed.

The liquid dripped onto my exposed private parts, sending a chill down my spine.

Naala:

“...”

The liquid was viscous, and as it rubbed smoothly over my skin, it seeped into my hair.

It was disgusting, like someone had poured oil on me. I shuddered uncontrollably, and Suren let out a deep chuckle and quickly put his finger there.

Naala:

"Hmm, ugh. Why are you doing this, medicine…”

Suren:

“You love feeling good, don’t you? I’m not enough, right…?”

Naala: 

"Wh-what are you saying... Ah!"

My petals were rubbed as if smearing the liquid, the liquid being imprinted on the sensitive bud in particular.

As the outside was stimulated and the inside began to wriggle, two fingers were inserted without any preparation.

Naala:

"Ouch! Ah, ah–”

But it only hurt at first. His fingertips, which knew my insides so well, rubbed and pressed against my sensitive spots, and in no time I was out of breath.

Suren made loud noises on purpose to make my lewd behavior known.

Suren:

"Your body is boundlessly greedy. It loosens up so quickly, inviting me in..."

Naala:

“That’s not..” 

“...!?” 

Just as I was about to protest, the pulled-out finger was pressed unexpectedly against my anus. The color drained from my face and my body tensed.

Naala:

"Why, in such a place..."

Suren：

"Relax"

Naala：

"Stop it...! Agh!"

The fingertips, now covered in the liquid, pushed through the desperate resistance of my body and entered. After slowly being inserted all the way in, they caressed the inner walls to get them used to it.

Naala:

"Hm, k... stop... please."

Suren:

"Don't forget our wedding night. You were refusing my advances like this then."

It was a gentle voice, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that I was being cherished. But what he was doing was one-sided, and ignored my feelings.

The sense of unease deep inside me was so strong that tears welled up in my eyes.

Suren:

"Seeing your crying face really turns me on."

Naala:

“...!!” 

Even one finger was already quite uncomfortable, but adding another one was suffocating.

That part of my body wasn't made for something to be inserted in the first place. I couldn't imagine feeling any relaxation at all.

Suren:

"I told you to relax."

He spoke in a gentle tone, pressing his hand against my chest, which was rising and falling with my heavy breathing.

Naala:

“...” 

When I groaned in slight pain, he started licking the tip of my nipple as if it were a treat. My attention shifted to my stimulated nipple, and for a moment I forgot the strange feeling down there.

Naala:

"Hmm, ah, haa…”

Taking advantage of the moment my attention was diverted, he managed to move his two fingers as if to spread the entrance apart.

My anus was covered in liquid and making an obscene, squishy noise.

Although I hated this, my ears, picking up the sound, gave me the illusion that I was "feeling something."

Suren:

"It's about time..."

The fingers that had been playing with my anus were pulled out.

I was turned over and felt something hard and hot against my buttocks, and I was terrified.

The fingers alone had felt strange, but if he inserted something that thick, it would break.

Naala:

"P-please, stop…” 

Suren:

"Stop your whining... Do you think you have the right to refuse?"

~Picture~

Naala:

“Huh? Ahhh……!” 

He exerts a powerful force, stretching my anus to its limits.

It was excruciatingly painful, but thanks to the slimy liquid I couldn't resist his insertion.

Once the thickest part passes through, it is mercilessly screwed in all the way.

Naala:

"H-Hii!?”

Suren:

"I feel like I'm going to get eaten alive..."

It was barely possible to fit it into my cavity, but being inserted into a place other than its intended use felt like it was going to burst deep inside my body.

The force and pressure literally pushing up into my bowels brought me to tears.

Naala:

“N-ngh…”

Suren:

"Now, relax. If you resist, you'll only get hurt."

Naala:

“Ha, hah, ha…” 

Slowly, Suren's hips began to move, stretching my inner walls.

Even with the help of the medicine, I only felt pain and discomfort as I was being rubbed there for the first time.

Suren:

"It looks painful…”

As he penetrated my anus, Suren teased my ear. 

His sweet, gentle, yet venomous voice got on my nerves.

Naala:

"It, it hurts, aaah... it...!"

Suren:

"Do you hate pain...?” 

Naala:

"Of course I hate it!"

Suren:

"Then, just as you wish, I'll make you feel good..."

With that, Suren slid his free hand down between my legs.

He rubbed my vulva with the whole of his palm, then inserted his finger deep inside my cavity.

Naala:

"Ah! Ugh... Ah..."

The spot that was used to being stimulated twisted against my will and wrapped around his fingers.

When he struck a spot that felt like it was linked to the movement from behind, my senses gradually became confused.

And as I was rocked like that…

Naala:

"Ah!? Ah, ahhh...!"

Suddenly, a sensation rose within me, as if the blood was rushing through my body.

It was hot. So hot, I couldn't stand it.

The unidentifiable heat was neither a tingling nor a prickling... a strange burning sensation tormented my body.

I twisted my hips, trying to suppress the inexplicable feeling welling up from deep inside my skin.

Suren:

"Ah, it looks like it's finally kicked in..."

Naala:

"What the…”

Even though the movement had stopped for now, the spasms in my body were not stopping. Just having it inside me made me feel it, and my lower abdomen clenched involuntarily.

Both the front and back clenched at what's inside with such strength that it doesn't want it to escape.

Naala:

“Haa, ah…”

Suren:

"Hehe, I'm glad you like it. I had it custom-made just for you..."

Naala:

"?! Don’t tell me, the medicine from earlier..."

Suren:

"Don’t worry, I just added a little aphrodisiac effect."

Naala:

"No, no, please, take it off...!"

Suren:

"Once you apply it, you can't take it off. So enjoy it until the effect wears off."

Naala:

"Ugh... no... no…”

A pleasure that I couldn’t control welled up from deep inside me, and I felt terrified.

I'm already in this state, so I wonder what will happen if he moves.

Suren:

"Don't cry so much. I'm doing this for you..."

What good is it for him to apply such a suspicious medicine to me?

I glared at him with tears in my eyes, and Suren lifted me up with a look of amusement on his face.

Suren:

"You were the one who said you don’t like pain, right?"

The movement inside me resumed. At that moment, a strong numbness I had never felt before shot through me from my lower back to the top of my head.

Naala:

"Ahhh...?! Ah, nooo!!”

It wasn't just a little; the pleasure was multiplied so many times that it made my thoughts trail off.

Suren:

"Ah, aaah, you're convulsing inside... Are you about to cum?”

Naala:

"Ah! Ah, stop...ahh!"

Suren:

"The first time you've been fucked from behind and you react like this... you're really a slut."

Naala:

"Ah, it’s not like... hiiii!”

Suren:

"Ha, you've eaten it so deliciously, so why are you complaining? C-Come on... Cum! Cum!”

Naala:

"Ah, no, no way!"

As he penetrated me from behind violently, a huge amount of nectar overflowed from the depths of my cavity, untouched.

In an instant, I was pushed to my limits and reached my climax, my whole body spasming violently.

Naala:

"Ahh! Ahhh…!”

 Suren:

“Ngh!”

As I orgasmed, hot spray slammed against the walls of my intestines.

Suren:

"Ha, ha, ha... See... you're a slut after all.”

Naala:

"Uh, uh... uh..."

~Picture End~

When his still-rigid penis was pulled out, a mixture of medicine and semen oozed out.

The suffocating smell of semen made me dizzy.

Suren:

“Naala…”

I no longer had the slightest intention of resisting, and just let myself be held up. Then, something even more unexpected happened…

Naran:

"Brother, why did you call me to Naala’s room..."

“...!”

Naala:

“!? Na, ran…”

Suren:

"You late, Naran. If you'd been a little earlier, you could have seen something good."

Suren grabbed my limp body from behind and made me spread my legs wide towards Naran.

A cloudy liquid oozed from my widened anus and sloppy fluid leaked out from my convulsing cavity.

Naran looked at my indecent state with a look of shock on his face.

Naala:

"No... Don't look, Naran..."

In my head, I was feeling so embarrassed I wanted to die, but my body, having just reached orgasm, was just convulsing and wouldn't listen to what I was saying.

Perhaps the effect of the aphrodisiac made even shaking my head felt heavy.

Suren's tongue wiped away the tears running down my cheek.

Suren:

"Can you see it, Naran? The woman you love is covered in my semen, front and back..."

As he said this, he thrust his finger into the opening of my cavity as if to show off.

He kneaded me so much that it made a squishing noise, and my hips began to spasm involuntarily.

Naala:

“N-no… stop it…!”

Naran:

"S-Stop it, brother! What was the point of doing this...!"

Suren:

"The point? Haha, isn’t it obvious?"

Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around my neck, and I gasped for breath. My vision and thoughts were strained, and tears began to flow again.

Suren:

"This is your punishment for continuing to deceive me."

Naran:

“!”

Suren:

"Did you really think I wouldn't notice? Ha, how naive you are."

Naran:

"Stop it, brother! Naala isn't at fault! I-it's all my fault!"

"I was just being selfish and causing trouble for her!"

Suren:

"That has nothing to do with it. She didn't reject you because she accepted your feelings. Could there be a greater betrayal than this?"

Naran:

"No! She just couldn't refuse because she’s too kind-hearted...!”

Suren:

"Think about it carefully. If she was serious about refusing, she would have consulted me from the beginning."

"Whatever the form, she couldn't refuse because she had feelings for you."

"Isn’t that right, Naala?”

Naala:

“...!”

Before I could reply, the pressure on my neck increased and my voice stopped in my throat.

Kissing my cheek as I choked and gasped, Suren gave an order to Naran.

Suren:

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed.”

Naran:

“What…?”

Suren:

"Didn't you hear? If you refuse, I will kill you for adultery."

Naala:

"Ug...ugh..."

Naran:

"Stop it! Stop it... This isn't like you, brother!"

Suren:

"If that's the case, then your lies have driven me to this."

Naran:

“...”

Suren:

"Hurry up."

Naala:

“U…gah…”

Naran:

"I… get it. I get it, so please don't make her suffer anymore."

Suren:

"That's up to you."

Naran:

“...”

Naran gripped his lower lip, closed his eyes deeply, and clenched his fists tightly.

Lightning flashed across the sky, casting an ominous shadow reminiscent of a crack...

After it passed, he began to strip off his clothes one by one with all his might.

Naran:

“...”

He lay down in front of us on the edge of the wide bed.

Once the orders had been carried out, Suren released me and pushed me towards Naran.

Naala:

“Suren…?”

Suren:

"Suck it."

Naala:

“...?”

I tilted my head, honestly not knowing what he meant. Then, Suren gave me a matter-of-fact command, expressionless.

Suren:

"Suck him off."

Naran raised his body in a panic. I, on the other hand, was so shocked that I couldn't move, my eyes wide open.

Naran:

"Wh-what are you talking about, brother?"

Naala:

"I... I don't understand..."

Suren looked down at Naran and me, who were frozen in shock as if he were looking at a boring act.

His eyes were devoid of any emotion, only cold flashes of lightning.

That seemed to show the depth of his rage, and several strands of cold sweat ran down my spine.

Suren:

"Naala. If you don't do it, I'll kill Naran."

Suren picked up his sword from beside his pillow, quickly discarded the sheath, pointed the sharp tip at Naran's throat, and glanced over at me.

Naala:

“...!”

Naran:

“Ah, Naala…”

Suren:

"Hurry up. If I have to say it again, Naran's life is forfeit."

Exposed to his intense rage, we were both speechless. We could see the seriousness in Suren's eyes and we trembled to the core.

Urged by the tip of the sword, I approached Naran with movements so slow they could almost make a grating sound.

Just before my hand made contact with him, Naran cried out as if he could no longer bear it.

Naran:

"Snap out of it! This is wrong! You love her, don't you?!”

Suren:

"Who was it that defiled my wife?"

Naran:

“!”

Suren:

"Go ahead, Naala."

He pushes my back and I fall onto Naran's body. As our bare skin touches, his insane threat becomes more real.

It's not sane to take something from another man in front of my husband.

Suren:

"Are you making me say it twice?"

The blade was pointed at me again, and I swallowed. I moved my frozen eyes and looked down at Naran.

Naran:

“Naala, I don’t care what happens to me, so don’t listen to what brother says. It’s all my fault, so there’s no need for you to feel guilty.”

Naala:

“...”

Is it all Naran's fault?

Is it all Naran's fault? ...What a ridiculous joke.

Even if Naran was a little forceful, it was all my decision not to run away, and ultimately not to refuse. Naran always gave me an escape route.

The reason I didn't do that was because... I was the one, who found comfort in his honest, pure affection.

I had found comfort in the words "I love you" that Suren never gave me.

It is not love that should be punished–

Naala:

"No... The most guilty one is me, Naran, for turning a blind eye to my own weakness."

Naran:

"Naala...?"

I decided that I couldn't let Naran die because of my weakness, so I reached out for what was in front of me.

Naran:

"! Please, wait...!"

Taking a bold step, I took Naran's flaccid penis into my mouth, and, urged on by Suren's eyes, I awkwardly tilted my head back and forth.

Naran:

"Uh, ah...! This is bad... Stop it, Naala..."

After just a few strokes, the young Naran's penis rose to its full height and gradually expanded inside my mouth. Its increased mass and heat reached the back of my throat, making me choke frequently.

Naala:

"Hmmm..."

It was my first time performing oral sex, so I had no idea what to do.

I just licked desperately and rubbed with my pursed lips, being careful not to hurt him with my teeth.

Naran:

“Ngh…ha…”

But that awkwardness was enough for Naran. A bitter taste began to spread across my tongue.

His stiff penis occasionally twitched and smacked against the roof of my mouth.

Suren:

"It's about time"

Naala:

"Hmm… huh?"

He pulled my shoulders from behind and removed my mouth from Naran's. It was trembling with dissatisfaction, as the caressing was interrupted before it reached climax.

Suren:

"Too bad you nearly came in her mouth, Nalan."

Naran:

“...”

He said in a mocking tone, and Naran's lips curled. Suren looked at him with satisfaction, and whispered in my ear…

Suren:

"Hey, don't you think it would be a shame for Naran if things continued like this? You want to put him out of his misery, right...?"

Naala:

“...?”

I had a bad feeling that made me want to vomit... When I turned around with cold sweat running down my forehead, a gentle smile was waiting for me.

A devilish smile, shrouded in madness.

Suren:

"I didn't put it in before, so I thought you might not be satisfied..."

Naala:

“Wh-what are you…”

Suren:

"That's why I told Naran to join us."

Naran:

“!”

Suren:

"Shut up, Naran. If you say one word, I'll kill you."

Naran:

“...”

Naala:

"Please... not that..."

I shook my head slowly, and Suren stroked my cheek and smiled.

I thought I had been forgiven, but when his purple eyes narrowed, a shiver ran through me.

Suren:

"I don't know why you're refusing. I'm trying to let you achieve your dreams."

Of course, that's a lie. Suren said it knowing that whatever he asks for now will hurt us the most.

Contrary to the smile on his face, he was so angry that he didn't care about his wife's chastity at all.

Suren:

“Do it.”

Naala:

“B-but…”

Suren:

"Are you okay with Naran dying?"

Even though he was smiling, Suren's eyes were serious. If I refused, he would stab Naran as he had declared.

Naala:

“...”

The future that seemed so clear to me now was filling my heart with darkness. In the back of my mind, I thought that despair was a word that seemed to have been created for this moment.

Naala:

“...Alright.”

Naran:

"! No, Naala!"

Suren:

"Shut up."

Naran:

“...!?”

As Naran tried to get up, Suren stepped on his foot.

While he was frozen in pain, I straddled him, following his commanding gaze…

~Picture~

Naala:

“H-ha…!”

Naran:

“...!”

I lowered my hips and took Naran's thing deep inside my body.

The rubbed walls of my cavity seemed to remember the pleasure they had experienced earlier and clung to him in search of heat.

Naala:

"Ahh! Mmmm...!"

My mucous membrane, still soaked with the aphrodisiac, reacts with such sensitivity.

Though I knew that this was an abnormal situation, before I knew it, fear was replaced by pleasure.

I unconsciously tightened my grip around the man inside me, and Naran let out a moan.

Naran:

"U-ugh…”

Suren:

"How is it, Naran? Does it feel good inside of her...?"

Smirking, Suren grabbed my shoulders and forced me to swallow him to the deepest depths. Not only were my insides rubbed, but my buds as well, sending a painful sensation up my spine.

Naala:

"Aah! Ah, oh...!”

The rubbing inside felt so good that it made my insides spasm. Unable to resist the movements that milked his semen, Naran's penis began to pulsate violently.

Naala:

"Ah, ha…!”

Naran:

"N-no... no... don't move...!"

Naran bit his lip and tried desperately to hold back, but finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed my waist, exerting his strength to stop me from moving.

Suren:

"How pathetic, are you about to cum?"

Naran:

“...!”

Suren:

"... It's fine, let it out.”

His words brought my flying thoughts back to reality. Even as I was being tormented by a strong sense of pleasure, I turned to look back at Suren behind me.

Naala:

"What are you saying..."

Suren:

"Aren’t you happy, Naala? Tonight you'll be filled with the semen of your beloved man..."

Naala:

“Nooo…!”

He pressed down on me from above, making an obscene squishing sound from the opening of my cavity. I arched my back and trembled, and the thing inside throbbed as if it was about to explode.

Naran:

"Ah, ah...! Ha, ha, ha, ha... ugh."

Suren:

"Naran, move."

Naran:

"No, I can't...! I won't move anymore...!"

Suren:

"Move."

Naala:

“...”

Naran could tell from the sensation inside that he was nearing his limit. If he followed Suren's orders, he would definitely reach climax.

Naala:

“…Forgive me, Suren… You don’t want this either, do you…?”

Suren:

"Haha, I don’t want this? Right now, do you know what I want?"

Smiling, Suren pushed me back. The moment I leaned forward and fell face down on Naran's chest.

Naala:

"Huh?! Ah, ahhh...!!"

Suren:

"I just want you guys to get completely torn apart..."

I arch my back as I felt a searing impact on my anus.

Suren:

"Ah, ah... It’s so tight..."

Naran:

"?! Brother, what are you doing...?"

Suren:

"What... can’t you see?"

Naala:

"Agh! Ha....Ah, ah..."

As if to assert his presence, he squeezed the walls of my intestines, and the intense pressure nearly made me lose consciousness.

As he shook me gently, I could feel our bodies rubbing against each other through our flesh.

Naala:

"I'm going to die…”

Suren:

"The human body is flexible enough to handle something like this.”

Naala:

"Hyaa! No, no...!"

The worst thing was… even though I was feeling the pain so strong that it made me want to vomit, perhaps due to the aphrodisiac, I was also feeling pleasure.

My anus had been thoroughly gouged and was now covered in Suren's semen, and after just a few thrusts it was wriggling greedily.

My connected cavities swelled, clenching Naran's penis as well.

Naran:

"S-Stop it, brother! I'm really going to cum!”

Suren:

"You hear that, Naala. Please give her lots…”

Naala:

"Ah, ah...! Stop... please, stop!"

Instead of listening to my pleas to stop, the force pressing down on me from above grew stronger.

At the same time, the thing inside my cavity grew larger, and my mind was torn between pleasure and restlessness.

Naran:

"Uh! Ah...!”

Suren:

"Hey, don't hold back! You like her, don't you!"

Naran:

"I, I love her, that's why... I don't want to do this! I don't want to hurt her in this way...!"

Suren:

“Tsk…”

After clicking his tongue, the sound of Naran and Suren's lower abdomen colliding became louder.

Naala:

"Ah! Ah, ahhh...!”

Gradually my consciousness became hazy, and all I could feel was the heat burning through my body.

My insides were rubbed and thrust roughly, and I was overcome with intense pleasure.

Naran:

"No... No! Nooo!"

Suren:

"Let's cum together, Naran..."

Naala:

"Ahh! Ahh...!"

The pleasure hit my particularly sensitive spot, causing my cavity to contract. The pressure before orgasm was added inside, and something that could no longer withstand it suddenly exploded.

Naran:

"Ah...Ah!”

Suren:

“Ugh…”

I can feel the thick, hot semen both in my vagina and intestinal walls.

Naala:

“Ah… ah…”

My body felt heavy and sluggish, and even breathing was exhausting. My worn-out mind and body had long since reached their limits.

Naran:

"...I'm sorry ...I'm sorry, Naala…”

Apologizing over and over again, his voice was full of guilt.

Looking at Naran's face, stained with despair, I lost consciousness.

~Next Scene~

Suren:

“...Say it.”

Inside of this tightly closed room, Suren orders me today as well.

My body will not be released unless I respond to his orders.

So with an empty head and heart, I ruminate over meaningless words.

Naala:

“...I love you, Suren.”

Suren:

“Don’t you lie to me! You always, always lie like that!”

Even though he forced me to say it, Suren slammed me into the bed.

…As usual. How many months have passed since this cursed ritual, repeated every day… madness in the name of marital relations, that I’ve become accustomed to.

Well, me being a bird in a cage, I suppose it doesn’t matter…

My heart was so worn out that I didn’t care about anything anymore.

I have no way of knowing whether Nalan is alive or dead.

Suren:

“The thing I can’t forgive the most is that you lied and said that you loved me…”

Then… if I hadn’t spoken words of false love to him at that time, could our futures have turned out differently?

I thought about it, but I quickly gave up on thinking. Even if I think, nothing will change about the current situation.

No matter what I say now, Suren won’t believe me.

Suren:

“Wh-why do you…!”

The tip of his blade was placed against my chest, and Suren moaned. This is also a regular occurrence, and I’m already used to it.

Every time I see Suren, his face contorted in pain, I think in my foggy mind that I wish he’d just stab me.

Suren:

“Naala… Naala…!”

He drops his sword on the floor and hugs me tightly enough to hurt. His trembling voice was terribly sad, as if he was begging me to love him.

Suren:

“Say it…”

Naala:

“...I love you, Suren”

…The broken bird continues to sing meaningless words.

~END~