Shtute wakes up in the middle of the evening, gasping for air. He places a palm on his face, feeling relieved that it was probably just a nightmare. However, peeking through the gaps of his fingers, he notices that there was a dim orange light in his bedroom coming from the right side of his bed. "Did I set this up?" he wondered.
Taking his hand off his face, he looks beside him and saw two humongous naked breasts; they look so soft and delicate. Shtute couldn't help but fondle them just to check if they were real.
Indeed, they weren't an illusion...
A deep pain suddenly pierces his chest along with a heavy stomach ache. His hands trembled as soon he realized whom they belonged to. He was already under her grasp, specifically under her arm.
Looking up slowly, he saw Kamunka's thrilled smile with a textbook in her hand. She seemed so happy, too happy in fact; it was like she had finally found her purpose in life.
"It can't be..." His whole body shivers while staring at her amber eyes.
"Good evening, hubbie." She kept her gaze focused on his unsteady pupils.
"..." He couldn't muster any words. There's nothing left to say to her. She took advantage of his kindness and how gullible he was — he was a fool to believe that she could revert back to her innocent self.
"Out of words, eh?" She presses him against the side of her abdomen, skin to skin, and grabs his flaccid penis.
"You don't have to do this..." He leans his head on her breast, trying to reassure her.
"Then tell me you love me."
"I... l-love-"
"Finish it!" She squeezes his penis.
"Y-you..."
"Now say my name along with that." She whispers seductively into his ear.
Shtute obliged. What's the point in resisting now... He already lost everything.
"I love you... Kamunka..."
"I love you too, Shtute."
She pushes the back of his head against her lips and passionately makes out with him, sucking his tongue and saliva.
A wet string could be seen across their lips as she releases him.
As promised, she lets go of his penis. However, she couldn't stop herself from wanting to touch him, so she decided to massage his balls instead.
"After school tomorrow, you'll be living with me from now on, got it?"
"I can't do that... I have to take care of my family." He hoped this excuse would work.
"I'll lend your family some money, monthly."
"Oh... okay..."
'At least they'll survive even without me...'
Kamunka has knowledge and power, something that Shtute wasn't born with. All he had was a handsome face.
Good looks can only get you so far in life, and it landed Shtute in the hands of a batshit crazy bitch.
Shtute turned away from Kamunka and used her arm like a pillow. There's no escape now, but his heart was at ease.
He slept this time without having to control his breathing. To him, it was a noble deed to sell himself so his family would be fed for generations to come. Still, a single tear trickled down his cheek.
Good deeds do not guarantee good rewards. That's why people do them without expecting anything back. Shtute had only realize this after being raped.
Kamunka blows out the candle and cuddles Shtute. She felt no sense of shame or guilt for assaulting him. It's simply natural for the strong to dominate the weak. Plus, he deserved it.