Side Story - A Walk (2)

The uterus was being kneaded as though massaged in time with my steps, and the stimulation traveled along my nerves and reverberated through my brain.

“Haa… haa… ngh…!”

My legs felt as though they might give out, but the taut leash supported me.

Each time the leash pulled, the uterus wedged between my thighs tried to slip forward, only to be caught by the rhythm of my steps again.

When we reached the study door, Kaelan came to a brief stop.

The uterus, crushed between my thighs, slid slightly downward under gravity.

That sticky sensation of my mucous membrane being scraped kept tolling a bell without pause.

“Are you ready, Aria? Once we leave this door, we’ll be in the hallway.”

He grasped the doorknob and looked back at me.

A smile beautiful enough to be cruel...