I had been in a relationship with James for nearly 10 years, and as he approached 30, his performance in bed was declining. His temper and behavior were becoming increasingly erratic and unpredictable. After returning from a business trip, I was shocked to find that James seemed to have reverted to the state he was in when we first started dating. Our intimate life was becoming more and more in sync. But what puzzled me was that every time we made love, he would insist on blindfolding me. At first, I thought it was just a kink. Later, I realized that during our intimate moments, I would unconsciously caress a scar on his back. But James never had any scars… Today is Thursday, and it’s been over two weeks since I returned from my business trip. Strangely, since my return, James and his mother Linda have been treating me better and better, but also more and more oddly. At first, I didn’t think anything was wrong, assuming it was because I had been promoted to manager while James was still a low-level employee with no prospects for advancement. I thought it was just because I had become the main source of income for the family. Since my return, James seemed like a different person, seeking intimacy with me every night. It left me feeling dazed and confused. My mother-in-law would also bring me a cup of white fungus soup every night before bed and in the morning. She claimed it was to nourish my body. I felt like the goddess of fortune had smiled upon me.
That day, a package I ordered arrived. It was a see-through nightgown. I thought, since James was putting in so much effort, I shouldn’t disappoint him. Coincidentally, my mother-in-law called in the afternoon to say she was going to their hometown to bring back some things. So tonight, I wanted to give James a surprise. I picked up the package and went home early. James hadn’t finished work yet, so I took a shower and carefully pampered my body. My skin was fragrant and smooth, intoxicating. I changed into the see-through nightgown and hid in the bedroom closet. After a while, I heard the door open. It was James. “Hello, Mr. Robert. Yes, I’ll send you a message when everything’s ready for you to come over.” “Mr. Robert? Why does he sound so respectful and submissive?” I thought when I heard this title. “Is a guest coming? Then I better not come out dressed like this.” Just as I was about to leave the closet, I heard James walk in. I thought it would be embarrassing to come out dressed like this, so I kept waiting. After a moment, James took a phone call and left. I came out of the closet and changed into regular pajamas with a camisole underneath. It was dinner time, and I found the white fungus soup Linda had left in the pot, still warm. “How nice,” I thought, and drank half a bowl. Just as I finished, James came back. He was surprised to see me, “Lily, why are you home?” I didn’t want to tell him about the nightgown, so I made up a lie, “Oh, I wasn’t feeling well, so I took off early.” I noticed his expression was a bit off, “Is something wrong? Problems at work?” James seemed to snap out of it, forced a smile, and came over to hug me, “It’s nothing, I just missed you, honey.” I leaned into his embrace, feeling extremely warm. At this moment, James noticed the bowl on the table, “Did you have the soup?” “Yes, I was a bit hungry, so I ate some.” “How much did you eat?” “About a bowl.” Hearing this, James seemed to relax. His hands holding me started to become restless, his lips teasing my ear, making me feel ticklish and my body soft. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Just like the past two weeks, he took out a black lace blindfold, intending to cover my eyes. Seeing his actions, I pouted, “Can we not use the blindfold? I want to see you when you’re… you know.” James’s face suddenly tensed up. Thinking he was angry, and not wanting to ruin the mood, I quickly said, “Okay, okay, let’s use it. Go ahead.” James then covered my eyes. The lack of vision made my skin even more sensitive. James leaned down, continuously kissing my forehead, nose, lips, neck, and then gradually moving lower. My mind was becoming hazier, but not as severe as the previous times. At this point, I felt the warmth on my body disappear. The haziness in my mind only allowed me to express my dissatisfaction with soft moans. “Be good, I’m going to get a condom. Wait a moment.” Hearing his voice, I relaxed. After a while, I felt someone on top of me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, accepting his increasingly rapid rhythm.
At this moment, my hands, which were restlessly roaming his back, felt a scar. It wasn’t long, about 6-7 centimeters. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind – James didn’t have any scars… I wanted to use my hand to remove the blindfold and look at James. The next second, my hands were pinned above my head. With a shudder, the person on top of me got up and left. I waited a moment, then reached up to remove the blindfold. What I saw was James’s pale face. Seeing me move, James looked as if he had discovered something terrible, his voice shaking, “Why are you awake?” Afraid he might think he hadn’t performed well, I said, “I’m very tired and sleepy. I want to sleep again.” Then I hugged him, acting coy. James brought a face towel, “Be good, let me wipe you down.” I kissed him, “Okay!” Afterwards, James brought the white fungus soup, “Be good, drink this to replenish your energy.” I was a bit hungry, and since I had been drinking it every night, I didn’t think anything was wrong. “Okay, thank you, honey.” After that, I fell into a deep sleep.
After everything was over, James went to the hallway to make a phone call. “A total of 10 times, that should be enough! I hope you can keep your promise. Next week, I want to hear the news of my promotion to regional director.” James’s face was filled with anger, his eyes bloodshot, his fingers digging into the wall until his fingertips turned white. The person on the other end laughed, “Oh, James, James. You’re so lucky to have such a beautiful and soft wife. What can I say? I’ve become addicted.” James’s eyes widened in disbelief, “What do you mean?!” “I mean, I want one more time. One last time, and I’ll guarantee you become the regional director.” Seemingly shocked by the other party’s shamelessness, James’s face contorted, his eyes blazing red. “Absolutely not! Robert, you’ve slept with my wife 10 times already, I want to kill you!” Robert seemed unaffected by James’s anger, his tone full of confidence, “One last time, and I’ll make sure you become the head of the main office. How about that?” James’s anger seemed to dissipate instantly, replaced by disbelief tinged with excitement, “Really? The head of the main office is a much higher position than regional director!” “Of course.” James replied without hesitation, “Fine! Tomorrow night!” He hung up the phone, the hatred in his eyes instantly replaced by joy, without a trace of guilt. Naturally, he didn’t notice me behind the corner, struck by lightning, my expression devastated, yet desperately covering my mouth…
After I fell asleep, I woke up needing to use the bathroom, probably from drinking too much water. Although my body felt weak and limp, I didn’t want to wet the bed. Mustering my last bit of strength, I opened my eyes. I found that James was gone. At this moment, I heard voices from the hallway. I listened closely, it was James. I opened the door and went out. As I reached the corner, I overheard James’s conversation. “10 times”, “promotion”, “tomorrow night” Each word was like a knife stabbing into my heart, the pain unbearable. I covered my mouth tightly with both hands, my limbs growing cold, my thoughts blurry. An overwhelming hatred threatened to consume me. I needed to understand what was really going on. I struggled back to bed, lay down, and pretended nothing had happened. Moments later, James returned. I felt James kiss my forehead, murmuring, “I’m sorry, Lily. Just one last time.” I kept my eyes closed, desperately trying to suppress my body’s urge to tremble with hatred… Early the next morning, Linda returned from the countryside. Today, I noticed many things I had never paid attention to before. For instance, the white fungus soup at night and the next morning was only served when James and I had been intimate. For instance, when drinking the soup, Linda always had to watch me finish a bowl. For instance, Linda’s delighted expression and James’s unnatural attitude every time I finished the soup. For instance… every time James stopped to say he was getting a condom, but I had never seen any used ones in the house.
That day, I pretended everything was normal, drank the soup, and left for work. In reality, after leaving, I took a sample of the soup from the pot and sent it to a testing center. I requested urgent results within 8 hours. Throughout the day, thinking about what was happening at home, I felt anxious and uneasy, as if I were on pins and needles. I didn’t want to believe that the man I had been with for 10 years was a monster who would offer his wife to others for a promotion! After work, as soon as I entered the door, Linda put on a fake smile, her face full of wrinkles, “Oh, Lily’s back! Quick, quick, sit down. Mom made white fungus soup again tonight. Drink up, it’s good for your beauty and health.” I took the soup and brought it to my lips, but kept watching Linda out of the corner of my eye. Her cunning expression was disgusting. I pretended to put down the soup, “Mom, I’m not feeling well today. I don’t want to drink it.” Hearing this, Linda’s voice suddenly rose by 8 octaves, becoming piercingly shrill, “Not drinking?! How can that be? You must drink it!” She then forcefully made me drink it all. Seeing that I had finished the whole bowl, she resumed her kind and gentle demeanor, “Good Lily, you’re truly a blessing to our family.” As she spoke, she kept eyeing me up and down with a sickening gaze, like a man would. Suppressing my nausea, I said, “Mom, I’m going to take a shower.” “Good, good, go ahead. A shower is good!” I went into the bedroom bathroom and started to make myself vomit until I had thrown up all the soup! I raised my head, my fingers tightly gripping the sink. My eyes were bloodshot from the forced vomiting, filled with tears. “James! Linda! If you’re really this inhuman, don’t blame me for what comes next!” That night, I went through the motions with James as before. Having thrown up the bowl of soup, I clearly felt that today I wasn’t as dizzy as usual, but rather unusually clear-headed. As I had guessed, after blindfolding me, he got up to get a condom, and after a while, a man came. When he entered me, I clearly felt that the size was different! Every time before, my thoughts had been so muddled that I hadn’t noticed at all! I listened to his voice, my hand as always finding that scar… It was indeed him! In an instant, I tore off the blindfold. The man seemed not to expect this move from me, was startled, and immediately climaxed. I looked at this unfamiliar face, “Who are you?!”
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