NTR: Stealing wives in Another World-Chapter 29: Submission

Allen gently slid his cock from Rinni’s mouth, a quiet schlk breaking the thick tension in the air. Her lips, red and swollen, stayed parted for a moment longer, breath hitching in her throat. Her hands trembled as she lowered them to her lap, drool still glistening on her chin.

Then the tears came.

Not loud. Not dramatic. Just a soft, shivering sniffle—like a dam cracking under pressure.

"...I’m sorry," Rinni whispered, voice raw. "I—I didn’t mean to be like this."

Allen blinked, tilting his head. "Like what?"

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, ears drooping low. "Weird. Gross. Broken. That’s what they always said. The others in my warren... they said I was sick."

Fina’s brow furrowed, the playful gleam in her eyes fading into something softer.

"They said I liked pain too much," Rinni continued, choking a little on the words. "That I got wet when they teased me or pushed me or called me names. They’d shove me, spit near my feet, laugh when I got all flushed. And I’d try to act normal, I really did, but—" her voice cracked, "—but I’d always mess up. I’d stare too long, I’d twitch when someone raised their voice. I’d want the things they called me out on."

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"They said no mate would ever want someone like me. That I was just... broken inside. Even the older does told me to keep my urges quiet or I’d shame the tribe."

Allen didn’t say anything at first. Just reached out, brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, and held her gaze.

Fina, ever unfiltered, gave a soft scoff. "Sounds like your tribe’s full of idiots."

Rinni blinked at her, watery-eyed.

Fina leaned in with a crooked smile. "Seriously. You think you’re weird? I’m from a tribe where we rut in the open fields during festivals and moan loud enough to scare off birds. And I didn’t even know what foreplay was until Allen taught me."

"Wait, what?" Rinni sniffled. "Taught you what?"

Fina giggled. "Oh, all sorts of stuff. Like how to tease and touch and kiss properly. But more importantly? He taught us how to clean after sex. You know. With a leaf and water."

Rinni blinked, confused. "Clean...? Why would you do that?"

Allen raised an eyebrow. "You’re telling me no one in your tribe washes after?"

She shook her head slowly. "I never saw anyone. I thought the... the smell and stuff was just part of it."

Fina cackled. "No wonder you rabbits always smell like fertility stew."

Rinni went red again, but this time she almost smiled. Almost.

Allen reached out, cupped her cheek. "You’re not broken, Rinni. You’re just different. And around here? That makes you one of us."

Rinni stared at him, tears spilling again—but now her lips trembled with something else. Relief. Hope. Maybe even joy.

Fina nudged her playfully. "We’re the weirdos, remember? One guy from the stars, one loud-mouthed catgirl, and one little masochist bunny who just needs to be loved the way she wants."

Rinni let out a shaky laugh. "That... that sounds awful."

Fina grinned. "Exactly."

Allen leaned closer, his voice soft but commanding. "Rinni. Look at me."

Her teary eyes darted up to meet his. His gaze was steady, firm—not a shred of judgment in sight.

"What do you want?" he asked, his tone low and serious.

Her lips parted, but no words came. She looked between him and Fina, her throat bobbing as she swallowed hard.

"You can tell us," Allen said, his hand resting lightly on her thigh. "Anything. You don’t have to be afraid, Rinni. Whatever it is, we won’t judge you."

Her ears twitched, and her hands fidgeted in her lap. "I-I don’t know," she stammered, but the heat rising in her cheeks betrayed her.

Allen tilted his head, his voice dropping to a murmur. "Don’t lie to me. You know."

Rinni’s breath hitched, her entire body trembling. "I... I just..." Her voice faltered, and she closed her eyes tightly. "I want... to be humiliated," she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I’ve always wanted it, but I was too scared to say it. To even think about it. But with you two..."

Allen’s lips curled into a slow, predatory grin. "There it is."

Rinni looked up at him, her wide eyes filled with both fear and yearning.

Fina leaned back with a smirk, clearly enjoying the moment. "See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?"

Allen cupped Rinni’s chin, forcing her to hold his gaze. "You want to be humiliated, huh?"

She nodded, biting her lip.

"Say it," Allen commanded.

"I... I want you to humiliate me," she said, her voice trembling but steady.

Allen’s grin widened. "Good girl."

He stood, towering over her, and gestured for her to stay on her knees. "You think you can handle it?"

Rinni nodded quickly, her ears twitching with nervous energy.

Fina chuckled, trailing her fingers along Rinni’s spine. "Oh, she’s ready, Allen. I can feel her shivering like a leaf."

Allen leaned down, his voice sharp but teasing. "You said you’re used to being called names, right? Then let’s see how much you really like it."

Rinni’s cheeks flushed an even deeper red, but she didn’t look away.

Allen smirked. "Strip. Now."

Her hands shook as she reached for the ties of her micro bikini maid dress, her movements hesitant but obedient.

"Slower," he ordered, his voice like a whip crack.

Rinni slowed her pace, her trembling hands pulling the delicate fabric away inch by inch. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath hitching as she bared herself before him.

Fina leaned in, her breath warm against Rinni’s ear. "You’re doing so well," she whispered, her tone both soothing and teasing. "But Allen’s just getting started."

Rinni shivered, her body betraying her excitement even as her eyes darted nervously between them.

Allen’s gaze raked over her, his grin turning wicked. "You’re such a needy little thing, aren’t you? Always wanting someone to see how pathetic you can get."

Her breath hitched, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "Y-yes..." she admitted, her voice barely audible.

He chuckled, his tone mocking but not cruel. "I bet you’ve dreamed about this, haven’t you? Being on your knees, completely at someone’s mercy."

Rinni’s face burned, but she nodded. "Yes," she whispered.

Allen leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "Then you’re going to prove it to me, bunny girl. Show me just how much you want it."

He glanced at Fina, who smirked and gave Rinni a gentle slap on the thigh. "Go on, little rabbit. You’re ours now. Let’s see how far you’ll go."