Milf Hunter in Another World

Vatino, struggling to maintain consciousness, mumbled as he crawled on the floor.

“What do you mean? Are you saying I tricked you?”

“Why did you entrust your wife to me, Lord?”

“Well… because I wanted to see your work. I wanted to see my wife’s lustful, disheveled appearance…”

“Is that all?”

“No… I… I was enjoying being cuckolded… Didn’t you realize that vaguely?”

“That’s why you don’t really understand.”

Until I entered the artistic field of a professional trainer who turns women into possessions…

I knew nothing about training.

My dick was the absolute alpha in adulterous relationships, and married women would offer all sorts of tributes to sleep with me again, sending me pictures of their bodies every day.

I also enjoyed dealing with women who were sexless with their husbands for various reasons, and since there was no reason to get further involved, I’d coolly break things off after I was satisfied.

If I wanted to fuck them more, I’d call them out for sex or go over and take them.

That was all.

But if there’s one thing I learned during those endless tightrope walks of adulterous sex…

It’s that men who enjoy “being cuckolded” never actually want to be cuckolded.

There were quite a few men with tastes like Vatino, and they were all aggressive about offering their wives’ bodies, even going as far as suggesting swinging.

Even then, it was unimaginable for me to hand over my girlfriend to someone else, so it never happened.

But strictly speaking, those who act like that aren’t actually being cuckolded.

As long as they’re in control of the situation…

It’s not ‘real’.

If they found out that the wife they love and cherish so much…

Was not only seduced by my gangster king dick, wiggling her ass and getting her pussy pounded without a shred of shame…

But also begging me for sex every day through text messages because she was so addicted…!

Rage!

The husband would be consumed by rage.

That’s what’s ‘real’.

“You’ve always tried to control me. It’s ironic, really.

You summoned me to this room to interrogate me about whether I had an affair, and now you’re even ordering me what to do and not to do.”

“…”

“Do you think that’s even possible if you’ve truly lost your wife?”

It’s not the husband’s business how I treat a woman I’ve taken.

If Verdia’s pussy is truly mine, her husband has no right to control her sex life.

“While you’re holding everything in your grasp and manipulating it, your wife will have sex with me only as much as you enjoy…

She’ll use protection thoroughly, and then I’ll coolly disappear? Does that make sense?”

“…So… you’re trying to get revenge…?”

“You still don’t get it, Vatino. I’m not angry at you.”

I was a bit annoyed when he said that, but…

I understand.

He’s a husband, after all.

I’m willing to do anything to take another man’s wife and pound her pussy…

But I’ve never attacked a husband who was genuinely enraged by the fact that his wife was stolen and crippled him.

Even though I have superior physical abilities, I generally avoid confrontation with husbands.

…There was one exception, but.

What I’m trying to do to Vatino now isn’t revenge.

“I’ll teach you since you don’t seem to understand.

Don’t enjoy the thrill of drawing lines and wondering whether to cross them. You’re going to be completely cuckolded. From now on.”

As if he suddenly imagined something, Vatino’s lips trembled.

“Where… Where is Verdia now…?”

“In my room.”

As if he finally understood what I meant, all the color drained from Vatino’s face.

That’s right, that’s right.

It’s too much of a luxury to want to enjoy a harmonious married life with your wife while she’s being trained and conquered by a superior male through genuine sex.

“I-I was wrong… ”

“Not ‘fake’. Let’s do ‘real’. Tonight… I’ll be serious too.”

“Please stop… I’ll stop now…!”

“No, Vatino.”

“Give me back Verdia!”

“Shh.”

I supported Vatino and covered his mouth, worried someone might hear.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

“Give her back? We haven’t even started yet, Vatino.”

I helped Vatino up and took him to my room.

The way there was quite long, and we encountered countless servants, but Vatino couldn’t get any help.

“Ugh… Huff…”

He’s mentally devastated and physically unwell…

The world must be spinning if he tries to move forcefully.

Vatino groaned and mumbled to himself.

“Someone… Help… Guards… Ugh… Catch this man…”

I could barely make out what he was saying because I was close to him, but from a distance, it would sound like a drunkard’s mumbling.

“Lord, you’re very drunk.”

“Where are you going, Master Taeyang?”

“Ah, he said he wants to rest in my room and continue our conversation.”

“Then, should I send him a sobering potion?”

“Help… me… Stop… this man… Catch…”

“Yes, yes. I understand.”

I relayed the Lord’s words to the maid as if I were interpreting.

“He doesn’t want to be disturbed tonight, so there’s no need for additional service. Tell the guards on duty that they don’t need to check this side.”

“Yes, I’ll let them know.”

“W-Wait…”

I met many people, but no one helped Vatino.

They didn’t even realize he needed help.

Seeing how smoothly things were going according to plan, I couldn’t help but admire Master’s wisdom.

‘A trainer should also know how to make potions.’

Once I experienced the convenience, I could understand Master’s words.

Who knew that the strong alcohol recipe I learned from the cat-eared girl would be used in this way?

Good thing I prepared and brought it.

From Vatino’s room to my room…

As soon as I opened the door and entered, Fiona frowned and covered her nose.

She couldn’t stand the strong smell of alcohol coming from Vatino.

“Lord…?”

“Fi… ona.”

Vatino managed to speak, his tongue seemingly loosened.

“Attack this man… He is… the enemy of the Chartreuse family.”

“What?”

“Ah, something like that happened.”

As for Cecil…

She’s guarding Verdia, who’s tied to the bed, in Security Mode.

Yes, Madam’s pussy is safe.

It was a stroke of luck that they had drawn the curtains to protect Verdia’s privacy.

Vatino looked around but couldn’t find Verdia.

The couple’s reunion will happen later.

“Verdia… Where is Verdia… Fiona!”

“Lord.”

Fiona happened to be wearing her sword on her waist.

But she doesn’t move.

“I can’t follow that order…”

“What…?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Fiona…!”

“Fiona is my girlfriend. She wouldn’t try to kill me, right?”

“That’s… That’s absurd. Since when did you two get so close?”

I stripped Vatino naked.

Honestly, I don’t want to undress a man.

But I endure it because I don’t want to ask Cecil to do it.

This is all a performance to make Vatino ‘real’.

“Fiona’s pussy has already been taken by me. Didn’t you see it yourself?”

“To betray your duty of protecting Verdia to that extent…”

“She didn’t betray her duty. I told her to protect Verdia’s pussy.”

“…”

Fiona frowned at the sight of the Lord tied naked to a chair.

“I-I can’t bear to watch…”

“Does it hurt your heart to see someone like your father in this state?”

“…You can laugh at me for being weak.”

“No.”

That’s a human side.

I didn’t blame Fiona.

“Fionaaa…! Attack this man… and protect me…!”

“I’m sorry…”

“Ugh… Ugh!”

“Fiona, let Cecil sleep in your room tonight.”

“Okay.”

“Cecil!”

“Oppa. You’re back?”

“How is Madam?”

“Good! Nothing happened except she called your name a few times.”

Her pussy must be longing for me.

“Sleep in Fiona’s room tonight. Is that okay?”

“Oppa’s busy working. Okay!”

Cecil… doesn’t seem to pity the Lord.

Being simple is Cecil’s greatest strength.

It’s good because there’s no need for detailed explanations in situations like this.

Even after witnessing this scene, Cecil just thinks her master is working.

“Ms. Cecilia.”

Fiona opened the door and called Cecil.

“Don’t go. Protect me, Fiona…!”

Vatino, tied to the chair, whimpered pathetically, clinging to Fiona.

Fiona glanced at me with slightly watery eyes.

I thought she was going to say something…

But Fiona wasn’t stupid enough not to realize that it was already too late.

…The door closed.

“Ahh!”

Vatino moaned in agony.

“Verdia. You’ve been waiting, haven’t you?”

I threw open the curtains, revealing Verdia, bound and exposed.

“Verdia… Verry!”

“…Y-You? Why are you in that state…?”

I took off my clothes and climbed onto the bed.

Verdia looked at my dick before looking at her husband.

“Ah! Master…”

“He’s your hubby, right?”

“Hubby…♥ I’ve been waiting…”

“Verdia! Stop it…!”

I untied the ropes binding Verdia to the bed.

However, her hands and feet were still bound, and she remained in a spread-eagle position, unable to move.

“It was tough enduring it. Hurry… Hurry up and pound my pussy with your magnificent dick, hubby.”

“That’s why I’m here.”

I picked up Verdia like an object.

I held her from behind so she could see her husband and talk to him.

I got off the bed and stood in front of her husband, who was tied to the chair.

“Did you… enjoy my present…?”

She seems to be talking about the magic stone.

Vatino whimpered.

“Verdia. I was wrong. Please stop now!”

“Huh…?”

Verdia looked back at me, wondering why her husband was reacting that way.

“Master…? This is…”

“It’s acting. Acting. We agreed on everything.”

“Really?”

“No! Verdia. Trust me!”

“You trust Master, right?”

I aligned my king dick with Verdia’s pussy and gently pressed the head against her opening.

“Ahng♥”

As if anticipating penetration, Verdia’s pussy was already getting moist.

I buried my nose in the nape of her neck, inhaling her scent, and gently moved my hips, teasing her entrance.

Even though she couldn’t move due to the ropes, Verdia writhed her hips, seemingly pleased with my touch.

“Look. Your husband’s dick.”

“Ah…! It’s really… hard.”

“Ver, Verdia…!”

Her husband struggled against the ropes binding him to the chair.

“No! This… This isn’t like that!”

“What a pathetic dick. No wonder Verdia is unsatisfied. I thought it was a clitoris that peed.”

‘Don’t say such harsh things.’

Verdia looked back at me with a sad expression.

But…

I whispered in her ear as I sucked on it.

“Did you forget our agreed concept? Why are you like this, Verdia?”

“Ah…!”

Verdia, for her husband’s sake…

“You’re right. It’s a truly pathetic dick.”

“Ver… dia…”

She hurt him, thinking it was for his own good.

Ironically, Vatino’s dick became even harder.

His tiny dick, which I could easily overpower even without getting hard, was trembling pathetically.

“Master’s magnificent and hard king dick… is a real man’s dick♥ You look so pitiful.”

“Ah… Ahhh… Stop it… Please…”

Even though Verdia felt something was off – the fact that she’s calling me ‘Master’ is proof – she couldn’t grasp the decisive clue to doubt my words and Vatino’s hard dick.

“Shall we make out, Verdia?”

“Uung… Slurp… Chup.”

Verdia immediately turned her head and sucked on my tongue seductively, as if showing off to her husband.

“Look… I’m going to get my pussy pounded by hubby’s dick from now on.”

“Ah… No…”

Vatino even started sobbing.

“I didn’t allow pregnancy sex or anything like that. Verdia. Really… Trust me!”

Even as he spoke, Verdia continued sucking on my tongue.

“Slurp… Chup… Squish… Slurp… Squish.”

“Slurp… Stick out your tongue.”

“Uum… Ha-ung… Suck on my tongue. Here… Ah…”

Chup, chup.

I clung to Madam’s mouth and sucked on her tongue deliciously.

I sucked on her cheeks, making smacking sounds, and gently rubbed my dick against Verdia’s pussy.

“Verdia! Verdiaaa!”

Vatino screamed.

Seeing his wife tied up, targeted, and making out lewdly.

Ahh, Madam’s pussy is so good…

Just by slightly touching her opening with my head, she’s clenching so tightly… It’s driving me crazy.

“E-Even though it’s a pathetic dick, it’s a precious dick that gave me our beloved daughter!”

“Puahaha!”

I burst into laughter at Verdia’s clumsy attempt at consideration.

“Why, why are you laughing, Master?”

Even though it’s acting, that line, clumsily trying to care for her husband’s mental state without becoming a complete villainess…

It’s so like Verdia.

She’s truly the best milf.

Vatino raised his head.

He seems strangely composed.

“Are you ready to become ‘real’, Vatino?”

I was confident that he wouldn’t be surprised even if I asked him to fuck his wife here.

After all, Vatino has ‘that kind of inclination’.

This is the first and last time I’ll be having sex with his wife after taking her!

It’s the last time because you can’t take back what’s already been taken.

However…

Vatino struggled.

“I… I’ve been careless until now… I just realized!

The ordinary life where Verdia smiles at me…!

Living with my lovely wife and beautiful daughter… was everything to me!”

Verdia’s expression hardened.

She seemed to realize that something was wrong.

“So… please don’t take her away…

It was my mistake to momentarily indulge in obscene pleasure. I should have cherished and protected my wife… I was wrong…”

“Are you… serious…? Not acting?”

“I love you… I love you, Verdia. Remember? The shabby ring made of grass that I gave you in the flower garden we used to visit… I promised to give you a real jewel ring someday…”

“Yes… I remember…”

“I love you… I love you both, you and our daughter… Please forgive me… for being foolish…”

“…”

Tears welled up in Verdia’s eyes at Vatino’s heartfelt plea.

“You’re truly remorseful… you…”

“I wouldn’t trade her for all the treasures in the world. Verdia…! My beautiful, lovely Verry…”

“Ah…”

Verdia smiled.

It was a smile of joy that welled up from the depths of her heart.

“That’s… what I wanted… You’ve always seemed so indifferent, and your heart seemed distant… I… thought I was the only one being moved… Sob…”

“That’s not true. I thought it was natural to have a loving family because you were such a perfect wife… Not anymore!”

“You…”

“Verdia… Answer me…!”

“I love you too… If I didn’t truly love you, I wouldn’t have done such a thing in the first place!”

Now’s my chance!

Time to thrust my dick into Verdia’s soft, defenseless pussy!

Squish!

“Oh my god♥♥♥”

Vatino, his face covered in tears, watched with his mouth agape…

As Verdia reached climax from a single thrust.