The play with Lena continued every day.

    It was an absolute pleasure to experience paradise every day with the fantastic tongue teasing and throat squeezing.

    It was strangely enjoyable to see Lena coughing and struggling as I poked her throat, perhaps because her sadistic nature had grown.

    At least 3 to 7 times a day. Squeezing and squeezing again.

    Although Lena seemed to be refusing, she accepted it well when I thrust my penis into her and did her best to suck my penis.

    I guess it was because I was bored in the basement with nothing to do.

    When I gave him the book, he said he couldn’t read.

    “… … Oppa. When can I go out?”

    “It seems like the guards are still searching here and there. Let’s just wait until next month.”“Eek. It’s so frustrating to be here.”

    “Just hold on a little longer.”

    Lena kept whining and nagging that she wanted to go outside.

    About a month later, while Lena was sleeping, he secretly put a chain on one of her ankles.

    Because the deadline for getting me out of this dark basement was fast approaching. I couldn’t make any more excuses with lies.

    I thought that was the only way to keep Lena, who always said she would leave me at any moment, saying that I would be unhappy if I was with her.

    Above all, it was an inevitable measure because it was clear that if they found out I was lying, I would leave immediately.

    The chains are tied to a safe weighing nearly 200 kg, making it virtually impossible to move.

    The moment I put chains on her pure white, slender body, I felt like I owned her, and a strange sense of satisfaction and new pleasure welled up in me.

    Success in creating a sex slave!

    Is this the beginning of confinement training?

    Can I be a little more free-spirited?

    Lena woke up and screamed.

    “Gyaak! Brother! What are you doing!”

    “Sorry. I had no choice but to take action because you might change your mind.”

    “You crazy! Hurry up and let me go! Or I won’t do it with my mouth!”

    “It doesn’t matter.”

    Lena looked very angry.

    But now I didn’t have to do it with my mouth anymore, because I was planning on getting her pregnant.

    Once you have a baby, you won’t be able to run away…

    But the plan ended up falling through.

    “Don’t do it! Please!”

    The moment when Lena’s milky white legs were forcibly spread apart and her vagina was licked with her mouth.

    Lena put her flexible legs around my neck like scissors and tightened her hold.

    It was such a nimble movement and so strong that I couldn’t escape.

    “Oh my! What… What! Let me go!”

    “Profit!”

    Lena paid no attention to what I said and tightened her legs.

    I tried to force it out, but I was amazed at how such strength came from her slender legs.

    In the end, I just passed out.

    ***

    Fortunately, I was able to open my eyes.

    I was grateful to be alive.

    I saw Lena’s crying face.

    “Black… Oppa! Are you okay? I’m sorry…”

    “….”

    I guess they kept me alive because I didn’t have the key to the chains…

    Just in case, I left the key upstairs.

    From then on, I started to be wary of Lena and treat her like a slave.

    I decided to treat it that way until I had a child and completely changed my mind.

    I immediately went to Uncle Tom, the blacksmith next door, and bought a pair of special handcuffs.

    Then he put a sleeping pill in Lena’s drinking water and put her to sleep. He then took advantage of the opportunity to have her turn her arms behind her back and handcuff her.

    “Let me go! Let me go!”

    When Lena woke up, she started causing a ruckus like never before.

    Lena’s expression, which had seemed to love me until just a moment ago, had now changed into an expression of venomous hatred.

    My heart ached so much.

    As time goes by, our hearts are growing further apart…

    “It’s your fault for trying to run away from me, Lena.“

    “You crazy bastard! You’re just like other guys!”

    Now he doesn’t even use formal language with me or call me oppa.

    When I saw that sight, I threw away the last bit of my conscience.

    Treating Lena like a real sex slave… …

    As long as you don’t make the same mistakes as before, you won’t have to worry about anything.

    It was easy to handle because his hands were tied behind his back and he had difficulty maintaining his balance.

    He decided to steal Lena’s virginity from behind.

    The moment you enter the insertion stage.

    Lena screams in shock.

    “No! Don’t do it! Don’t do it! Haa… Haaak… You little bastard…”

    The feeling of having my hymen pierced is vivid.

    Gulp, gulp, gulp. Gulp.

    As expected, Lena’s view was a huge slut. It felt like hundreds of earthworms were wrapped around it and licking it.

    ***

    … … About six months passed after that.

    Unfortunately, Lena’s stomach never swelled.

    It was a really big deal because they were going to let me go only if I got pregnant.

    As her life of confinement and restraint continued, Lena became increasingly depressed, her eyes became completely dead, she barely spoke, and she grew thin and withered.

    “Lena. It’s all because I love you. I couldn’t help it because I was afraid you’d leave me and go away… I’m sorry… If you have a child, I’ll let you go right away. For sure!”

    “… … Really?”

    “Yeah. Seriously. Then let’s run away and live in another country.”

    “I see… … Oppa, I’m sorry for being so mean to you… … ”

    But, as he confessed his love and took care of her with utmost sincerity every day, she gradually began to open her heart. Of course, it is possible that even that was an act.

    After his attitude toward me changed to a more friendly one, he took off the handcuffs and left only the shackles. Lena seemed very happy about that and gave me a loving look.

    Actually, from that time on, he started giving me oral sex again and even accepted anal sex, which he had said was painful and difficult, and our relationship started to get better again.

    But the days of happiness did not last long.

    ***

    One day.

    A suspicious old man wearing black robes came into the store, leading a group of armed men with faces as pale as corpses.

    “Is the owner here?”

    “Who… … Eek!”

    The player’s eyes could see it. The spirits were hovering around him, and although he was suppressing them, a strong and evil green magic was emanating from his entire body…

    【Hell’s Necromancer Del Cainz Goun】

    It was a named character I knew.

    A character who also appears in the main scenario.

    The people around them also had strange skin tones and were completely lifeless. In a word, they were undead beings. Perhaps ghouls?

    ‘Um… why is the author here? Could it be he’s trying to catch me?’

    It could be that they came to catch me, with my super regenerative powers, and use me as an infinite life shuttle.

    In the game, it was just a character, but when you actually meet it, it was terrifying.

    My whole body was trembling with fear and I couldn’t move.

    Seeing me like that, Del Cainz Goun said with a bitter smile.

    “You. You’re doing something really funny. You just came to buy something in peace… … ”

    He opened his subspace storage, took out a small pouch, and threw it at me.

    Thump.

    When I received it, it was very heavy. When I opened it, it was full of gold coins.

    “What…what do you want?”

    “Your precious thing. I’ll take it.”

    At that moment, an undead knight wearing full armor entered my room, and somehow found the secret basement door, opened it, and came up carrying Lena on his shoulder.

    “Gyah! Who are you! Brother! Brother!”

    It seemed as if the chains that had bound him had been cut with a sword.

    “That was a good deal. Well, thanks for your hard work. Heh heh heh…”

    “Brother! Brother!”

    Lena called out to me, struggling.

    There was nothing I could do even after seeing that sight.

    I could only helplessly watch as Lena cried and called my name.

    The last thing Lena would see of me would be as a pathetic piece of trash, staring blankly at her while holding a bag full of shiny gold coins.

    Only after the warlock left did I come to my senses.

    “No! Lena! Lena! Ugh…”

    It seems that I was momentarily out of my mind due to the influence of the technique called “Fear of Aura.”

    I felt sorry for myself for not being able to die while trying to save Lena.

    Only then could I realize it.

    The happiness of an ordinary life is a privilege that only the strong can enjoy.

    I finally understood the meaning of what Lena had been saying over and over again.

    I didn’t have the power to protect Lena from the world.

    I also realized that I had sinned so much against Lena because of my excessive greed.

    After sending Lena away, I felt guilty and spent about three months drowning in alcohol.

    From then on, he devoted himself to training to become stronger, while at the same time growing his business as an alchemist.

    From basic physical training, to mana training, magic training, and swordsmanship training.

    With the determination to never have what is mine taken away again… …

    ***

    … … Two years passed after that.

    One day, I heard some completely unexpected news from my next door neighbor, Uncle Tom.

    It was an amazing story of a warrior named Lena who returned to her hometown after defeating the Demon King to seek revenge on someone.

    He said that he was using his great strength to search for a certain person, starting from the thieves’ guild and stirring things up here and there, and that the target of his revenge seemed to be me.

    ‘Oh my… What the heck is going on?’

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