Guide to tamming vilanesses-Chapter 28: Downfall of the hero.

Hiroto, still blinded by love, couldn’t believe what he had seen and heard. Even with Eva publicly admitting her mistakes, he didn’t want to believe it.

She was a perfect maiden. Or at least, in his mind, she was. She had to be.

For a long time, he stood still, staring into nothingness.

The crowd slowly dispersed. And all around him, he could hear people talking about Eva.

But how could he defend her? After everything she had said.

So, replaying the speech in his mind over and over, he thought of the only possible explanation.

Someone had forced her to say those things.

But who? Who could have done it?

Anyway, he needed to find out what was happening. And he needed to save Eva.

His desolate mind still tried to keep everything in place. He marched through the cultural festival but saw no sign of Eva.

Everywhere, people were talking about her. Yet no one seemed to have seen her after the speech.

Knowing this, he correctly guessed that she had probably left the festival. In that case, there was a good chance she was at her house.

Without hesitation, Hiroto ran. He left the festival and went straight to his girlfriend’s house.

He needed to talk to her. There was no way all of that could be real.

With every step, his heart raced and his mind filled with doubts. Was Eva really like that? Had she really done all those things?

He remembered the hatred Izumi held for her. Then he remembered many other situations. Even a blind man would have seen the queen’s flaws by that point.

That said, Hiroto tried to cling to the illusion.

But reality is powerful and cruel. Once the lie is broken, you can’t go back to believing the illusion.

Anyway, he arrived at the mansion.

His heart was pounding, his mind more confused than ever. He couldn’t even put his own feelings into words.

"Damn it..." he muttered in frustration and rang the mansion’s doorbell.

The hero needed to speak with his girlfriend. After a few seconds, he heard murmurs that sounded like moans.

And finally, someone approached the door. Slowly, Eva turned the lock. Then she opened the door just enough to see who it was.

No matter how much Hiroto wanted to ignore it, it was impossible not to notice the strong smell of sex emanating from the house.

"Fuck..." she moaned. "What do you want?"

Eva poked just her head out of the house. Out of the corner of his eye, Hiroto noticed she was only wearing a bra.

And her body seemed to be pushed forward and back in succession.

"I... I wanted to talk..." the hero couldn’t formulate the words properly; he simply didn’t know what to say.

"Fuck!" A scream of pain and pleasure tore from Eva’s mouth.

Her body jolted forward, her big boobs almost bouncing out of her bra. Hiroto could see her sweet body, her neck and collarbone covered in hickeys.

Eva’s eyes rolled back, her expression twisting in pleasure.

The lights were off, so the hero couldn’t see clearly inside the house. All he could barely make out was a huge cock invading his girlfriend’s pussy.

Then Eva slammed the door in his face. She pressed her body against the door, her breasts being crushed.

And at each brutal thrust from Shin, her body collided with the door.

"I don’t have time for you!" Eva muttered amid her loud moans. "I need to get fucked by my master."

What Hiroto heard next were beastly moans. Eva wasn’t simply fucking; she was mating with that man.

He couldn’t move. He could only listen.

"Yesss! Fuck! Breed me, Master! Please!" Eva’s voice was raw, stripped of all its usual practiced sweetness. It was the guttural sound of an animal in heat.

Hiroto heard a deep, masculine growl, but he didn’t recognize it as Shin’s voice. "Take it, my whore."

"I am! I’m your whore! Your cunt! Ah! Ah! God!"

The sounds grew more frenzied... Skin slapping against skin, the creaking of a wall or floorboard, Eva’s choked sobs of overwhelming pleasure. Then, a final, piercing scream from Eva that sounded like it tore her soul apart.

Silence. Then the sound of sex restarted.

Hiroto stumbled back from the door, his legs numb. He walked home, his body in autopilot.

Arriving at his room, he collapsed onto his bed, still fully clothed. Then, his phone buzzed. Eva had sent him a video file.

With a numb, detached dread, he opened it.

The video was shaky, close-up, intimate, and obscene. It was Eva’s smooth, shaved pussy, glistening and swollen, stretched obscenely around a monstrous, veiny cock that pistoned in and out with a brutal rhythm.

The camera tilted up, catching her face in profile. Her eyes were rolled back, her mouth a slack ’O’ of mindless pleasure. She was utterly used.

Then her head lolled toward the camera, and she looked directly into the lens, her gaze cloudy but piercing. Her voice came, breathy and ruined, but clear.

"See this, Hiroto? This... ah!... This is who I really am. This is what I need. I’m a slut. A cocksleeve. I exist to be fucked raw and filled. Your sweet, perfect donzela was a lie. This is my truth. I belong to the master. I don’t want your love. I want his cum. Don’t contact me again."

The video ended with a final, brutal thrust, a choked scream, and the unmistakable, pulsing eruption of a deep, internal creampie spilling out around the invading shaft before the screen went black.

Hiroto’s phone slipped from his fingers. He didn’t cry. He didn’t scream. He simply curled into a fetal position on the cold floor.

His heart was broken, and he would never see the world with the same innocence as before.

But this was just the first step of his growth.

And with that, Shin had planted all the seeds for the future. Hiroto would become a truly powerful hero, and very soon Shin would tame his sister and mother.