Testing My Luck in the New World

I had a deep fondness for gemstones. The look of them. The elegant, geometrical shape to their body is so simple, yet so intriguing. The way they both filled with color, yet were almost entirely translucent stole my attention whenever I found one in a video game. So much so that, whenever I did find one, I'd always horde them. Always, no matter the game, I'd lock them up in a box inside my player home or I'd just leave them be in my inventory to slowly watch them pile up.

The thought of selling them never really crossed my mind as a serious thought, not even when I needed the extra coin to buy something I wanted. I'd just wait and save or take up more side quests until I'd saved enough for it. And these days, I felt as though emeralds had become my favorite of all the pretty gems I could ever hope to collect.

But now, those same emeralds were cutting into me. Sparing me from the hangover I most definitely deserved, those gems flayed me, tearing, ripping out my weaknesses one by one, just to taunt and ridicule them. And I was utterly defenseless beneath their pressure.

Sat on her knees beside me on the bed, her lovely visage wrapped in the golden hues of the morning sun, and wearing nothing but that nightgown who's thinner than paper fabric hugged her every curve so sweetly you'd think it was painted on, Yua glared at me.

She crossed her arms and I flinched.

I had woken to this sight, one that once would have left me feeling as though I were still trudging through the depths of a nightmare, but a very real sense of dread kept me from sitting up. Moving just my legs, I realized my lower half was completely exposed, bare, though I distinctly remember falling into bed with my clothes on.

"Good morning, Alex."

"G-Good morning. Where's M..."

"Can I ask you something?"

Before I could inquire about the location of my second wife, Yua cut in, questioning if she could ask a question. I nodded reflexively and her arms stayed crossed.

"When I woke up earlier, I was really excited to try licking your penis again," she said and paused.

Her admitting that should have had me heating up, but there was something in her tone that made my monster shrink three sizes. She noticed, looked at it without reserve, raised a brow and took it in hand. Gripping me softly by the hilt, Yua leaned forward to press her breasts into my chest.

She didn't move after that. Didn't stroke me. Didn't lick me. Didn't so much as kiss me. Nor did she look away. I knew at once that she held me because she wanted the truth.

"But when I held it, just like this," she continued, lightly squeezing it. "It felt sticky. And when I smelled it, it smelled like Mana's pussy. Care to explain why?"

"Sm-melled like her..."

Yua nodded and I started to sweat.

Shit! I must have forgotten to clean us up after we finished. I was too busy deciding to go do stupid things in the forest! And not even all the fear-induced sweating I'd done covered the scent of our passion enough to hide from Yua.

I clenched my teeth under the weight of her emerald gaze and closed my eyes. Knowing it was completely pointless to try lying to this humanoid lie detector, I confessed with a shaking voice.

"... Mana and I had sex last night while you were asleep. And when we finished, I also made her my slave."

Yua closed her eyes, sealing her emeralds away from the world with a sigh that almost sounded relieved. She let go of my monster and sat back up.