Chapter 154 The Master’s Fear A Confession of the Heart and Erotic Reassurance
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I never thought I’d personally experience the truth of a saying like, ‘The body knows best.’ Ashley and I had been intimate countless times already, and I was intimately familiar with the overwhelming pleasure she provided, often to the point of being completely overwhelmed. Still, I thought that if I gathered my resolve and we made love with true emotional connection, I could maintain my dominance, even over the flesh-tunnel ³ remade especially for the master. That’s why I was trying to show my authority and make her renew her vow of obedience before I started. But the moment I pushed in, forcing my throbbing member ⁴ past the tight channel walls, the pleasure shot through my spine so intensely that all thought of thrusting was instantly lost.
”Uwah, aah, Kuahh!” I cried out, a pitiful scream escaping me. The first thing I saw through my blurring vision was Ashley’s utterly confused face looking up at me. It made perfect sense. How utterly pathetic! The master, who was supposed to be completely beyond the servant’s feeble resistance, was already a total mess. Any woman would be shocked to see me insert and immediately be unable to move, desperately trying to hold back from ejaculating. But her momentary stunned look—as if she was seeing something unbelievable—passed quickly. Ashley immediately plastered a seductive smile onto her beautiful face, one meant to prop up her Master’s ego. She fought the urge to thrust and indulge in the pleasure, instead deliberately relaxing her body so as to avoid stimulating the trembling shaft, which was on the verge of release.
”Ngh, hyuh…! Did I, did I perhaps do something clumsy to spoil your fun, darling? ⁵ Do tell me, I beg you, desuwa! Please, grant me the chance to make amends, desuwa!” She acted as if the fault were hers, trying to save my face while sussing out the truth. But even with her lowering herself like that, I still couldn’t bring myself to confess what was going on inside me. How could I explain that I was upset because I’d left her behind, even though it was part of our pre-arranged plan? And after acting so high and mighty to cover up my weakness, if she knew that I was still so terrified of losing her that I couldn’t even focus on the pleasure of insertion, her disillusionment would be completely deserved.
”…Could it be related to how strongly you pulled me to you just now, desuwa?” she suggested, gently prompting me, seeing my continued silence. That was exactly it—an action that came from my sudden panic, before I could put up my brave front. She’d guessed that my earlier, desperate move of forcing her onto the bed to smell her was just a reaction to the pain in my heart from before.
”C-Continue,” I grunted. The true mark of a coward is the inability to simply be honest about care. So, I figured I might as well cling to her emotional generosity until the end and imperiously told her to continue her thoughts. As if sensing that her Master’s mood was beginning to stabilize, Ashley offered a small smile, stretched the arm that was clutching the sheets, and began to softly stroke my tense cheek, over and over again.
”The truth is… I was terrified during our training just now.” She spoke slowly, confirming that she was indeed sure of the source of her Master’s distress. At the very least, she was right on the mark about the cause of my moody irritation. I was floored by her insight, but as I reached a hand down to her bared chest—an unmistakable sign of my agreement—Ashley simply smiled, her cheeks flushed with pleasure, and she began to confess her own feelings, speaking in a low, gentle stream.
”I don’t think I had truly grasped the gravity of the danger, desuwa. Even though I’m a guard for the Princess, whenever I needed to use my power, there was always someone there to protect me; my own life was never truly at risk. Besides, the Princess herself is quite strong, so she’s rarely in trouble. Because of that, I felt this reckless push into the dungeon’s deep levels was almost… someone else’s problem. But today’s training, where I had to step into the face of death myself, truly shook me. Heh, the Princess asked me not to tell, but at first I was trembling inside my Holy Armor ⁶ and it took me a moment to even begin my magic counterattack. That’s why I thought… maybe Yuuri, who only had Suzuri-san as a guard, might have felt lonely too, desuwa.”
I listened to her words, which were spoken like a calm confession, and felt shame at my own cowardice. In a normal dungeon exploration, a party fundamentally never splits up. The entire group is the minimum viable unit for the purpose and resources required for the objective. It’s an obvious truth that splitting into two groups only creates two insufficient, weakened groups. So, it was perfectly natural that Ashley, who was assigned as the rearguard, would feel anxious and overwhelmed by the sight of that unending horde of monsters. Yet, I was the one who had commanded her to do it—the one who told her to stay and ensure my escape—and here I was, the one who was shaken, which proved my lack of resolve.
I had run out of any will to maintain my façade, knowing I had forced this kind of emotional burden onto my innocent wife. “Fugh, uugh…” I couldn’t hold back the sob that clawed its way out of my throat. The tears that burst forth distorted my vision, making it impossible to see her expression. But the hand that had been caressing my cheek remained gently on me, its fingers occasionally moving to wipe away the endless stream of tears from my eyes.
”I’m sorry… for being such a burden.”
”It’s alright, my dear. Ngh. You and I, we’re a couple, after all, desuwa.” The sheer intensity of the pleasure had brought on the feeling of imminent ejaculation. My shameful loss of control, born from my weakened spirit, was gradually calmed by her patient, soothing words. Feeling the change in my rhythm, Ashley slowly began to writhe her hips, sending waves of pleasure back into my member. But it felt less like she was trying to force me to orgasm and more like she was trying to soothe her husband’s pain through comfort and physical intimacy.
”I was scared too,” I admitted. “But it wasn’t because I doubted Suzuri’s guarding abilities. When you work as a dungeon guide, you have to be prepared for the worst—to run without looking back.” Back when I was living life with my Skill ⁷ sealed, death was a much closer reality. So, I had to prepare for the worst, and my Master had drilled me with training on how to handle it. Now, even if the fifty-seventh level was the deepest ever reached by humanity, the protection of my growing Skill and Suzuri’s guarding meant that I shouldn’t be afraid of running just a few hundred meters.
”…But, separate from that, I realized how much it tore me up to leave you two behind among all those monsters and run. Even if it was part of our plan, I was relying on the power of a Skill I wasn’t used to, and I convinced myself that you might not come back.”
”Oh, hnn! I’m the one who didn’t think! Since I was trembling in fear, how could I expect Yuuri, who loves me so much, to feel nothing, desuwa?” Those who take on heavy burdens often become numb to how much others worry about them because they’ve already steeled themselves. Ashley, who had been so perceptive in laying herself bare to make it easier for me to talk, seemed to have a blind spot here. As if ashamed of her own failing, she tightly squeezed her vaginal walls, then wrapped the hand that had been drying my tears around my neck, pulling me closer.
”Hehe, of course, desuwa! Yuuri loves me so much, doesn’t he? You get worried about losing me, desuwa!”
”Y-Yes, that’s right! If you, well, if you disappeared… I wouldn’t be able to live.” The core of our group’s survival relied on the Familial Workshop Skill, so the core member shouldn’t show any weakness. But the anxiety I suddenly realized was boundless; once it burst out, I couldn’t keep it contained. Giving in to her invitation, I collapsed onto Ashley’s soft body and held her tight in her slender arms. After revealing such a shameful weakness, I figured it was better to simply indulge in her comfort than try to regain face.
”Oh, you sweetheart, desuwa! I’m so glad you’d be that sad. It truly fulfills my duty as your wife, desuwa! …But even I’ve learned in this short time that in the dungeon ⁸, you must always prepare for the worst, desuwa.”
”Ugh, that’s… that’s true, but…”
No matter how unbearable the thought of losing Ashley was, turning a blind eye to that possibility would betray the very core of my love for her. I knew this, so even as the woman beneath me admonished me, I couldn’t dismiss her words. I clung to the pleasant tightness of her sheath and the feel of her breast being crushed against my chest, enduring her painful truth with determination.
”Of course, I don’t want to die and leave you, desuwa! We’ve even promised to have a baby, after all! …But the worst can still happen. What would you do if it did, darling?”
”Do? I guess… I’d probably just cry and cry and keep crying.”
Until now, I’d avoided imagining life after losing Ashley, driven by vague anxiety. Even now, I wanted to avoid it, but with her urging me, I hesitantly let my thoughts go there. The imagination that would normally crush my spirit was now possible, soothed by pleasure.
”I think I’d lose the will to do anything. I wouldn’t know what to enjoy in a future without you. My goal of clearing the dungeon for Marina wouldn’t change, but I think I’d stall out, both militarily and emotionally.”
”Yes, you probably would. …But then, would you drag the Princess and the others down with you because of your loss of me, desuwa?” Her voice, which had been so soft, suddenly changed to a gentle reprimand, and I gasped. I had been so consumed by the painful thought of losing Ashley that I completely neglected my responsibility to my remaining servants. I sprang up in shock, looking down at her with tearless eyes. Her expression, looking up at me with a soft, scolding gaze, brought an awkward silence to the air.
”I’m sure the Princess and Suzuri-san would try to comfort you in many ways after losing me, but do you think I’d be happy to see you coldly reject them, darling, desuwa?”
”Ugh, I… I don’t think so, desu…”
It’s natural for anyone to become myopic after losing the person they love most. But that doesn’t justify lashing out at others or neglecting the other lives entrusted to me. I hadn’t imagined myself lashing out at Marina, but Ashley was right: until she pointed it out, I hadn’t even considered the feelings of those who would be left behind.
”Hehe, you didn’t realize the Princess and the others would be sad, too, did you? …Besides, if I lost the Princess or Suzuri-san, I’d feel the same way, desuwa. Even if I say you’re the one I love most, if you only ever think about me and yourself, you wouldn’t truly be thinking about me at all.”
”Ugh. You’re right, desu.”
My beloved wife’s reproof stung my ears. Of course it did—I hadn’t had the courage to send her off to face death, and then I’d just gotten upset on my own. Once again, I felt overwhelmed by the strength expected of a man with multiple wives. But my younger childhood friend didn’t condemn that anxiety; she simply embraced it, filling me with gratitude.
”Besides, if you’re anxious, why not just take your time, step by step, and verify your safety? …Judging by today’s training, I think you’ll finally challenge the fifty-eighth floor tomorrow, desuwa. If Suzuri-san can avenge herself there, it might just cheer you up a bit, desuwa.”
”You’re so sharp, ssu. I’m done with all the Skill prep and tested every way I can use it right now. We’ll probably decide tonight with Marina over dinner, but from here on out, it’ll be about testing how much of what we’ve built up will actually work in the deeper levels.” As I answered Ashley’s question, the gloomy feelings that had oppressed me gradually began to lift. In the end, we were just talking about a desperate last resort—something to use only when there was absolutely no other choice. If that was the case, I just needed to maintain my usual caution so we wouldn’t need it. And if I now had a backup plan for when that ultimate disaster happened, it should be a source of reassurance, not fear.
As soon as I found that resolution, all the strength left my body, and I collapsed onto Ashley. Sniffling with the relief that nothing bad had actually happened, I hugged her soft body tight, my tears flowing anew.
”Oh, mngh! The moment you feel relieved, your little guy gets big, desuwa! Ahh, aannh! Stop it! Don’t shove deep inside while you’re sniffling, desuwa! Honestly, Yuuri, you’ve been such a crybaby since we were kids—Hahyiin!”
It was true that I’d cried to Ashley a few times when we were little. But I didn’t appreciate her confusing the tears I was shedding now with the time some tyrant made me fear for my life. So, as if to get revenge for her teasing, I drove my recovered, raging member deep inside her, and Ashley returned my action with a melting expression of pleasure and a brilliant smile. I suspected her playing coy was just another way to egg on her despondent husband and redirect his desire toward her. Knowing this, I still couldn’t contain the urge that was swelling up inside me. With her soft body beneath mine, I began to pump fiercely, and I had no intention of yielding to the tight grip of her sheath.
”Hah, aah! Amazing! Your cock ⁹ is too much for my little cunt ¹⁰ now, desuwa! Ahh, I love you, I love you!”
”D-Damn it! You good-wife-hole! You were the one who made me depressed, and you made me recover so easily! You’re making me need you, you bastard!”
I poured my encouraged desire into her, thrusting my member deeper and deeper. Each pump sent a sharp, pleasant sensation shooting up my spine, and the feeling of imminent ejaculation gradually grew stronger. But this wasn’t the uncontrollable, explosive urge from moments ago. This was the ideal kind of excitement, perfectly synced with Ashley, who was writhing and screaming with pleasure just as intensely as I was. I felt a twinge of shame that my servant was controlling me, the Master, through pleasure, but I couldn’t push away the woman who was embracing even that part of me.
”Aah, the clitoris! Not there! And deep inside! My little guy is twitching so much!”
”That’s right! It’s because your cunt is too good, Ashley! I’m about to come!”
Matching her rising excitement, I thrust in and rotated my hips, grinding against her. The simultaneous friction against her deepest recesses and her clitoris intensified her contractions and made her strongly aware of the twitching of my member. Then, scraping the head of my cock against her clinging vaginal walls once more, we began to climb toward the peak together. It was easy to time the moment by meeting her gaze and feeling the rhythm of our sticky flesh rubbing together.
”Aah, it’s coming! Your cock, cumming!”
”Guh, it’s seizing! I’m coming! I’m coming!”
[BHYUUG, BHYUUU, DOBHYUUUUUUUTT!!] The semen that had nearly spilled out due to my weak heart now flowed strongly into her womb, thanks to her thoughtful comfort. Ashley, who had managed this, twisted her body to take me even deeper, her face lit with a smile of pure delight.
”Ah, aah, I’m coming! Your cum! So strong! A cock that a servant can’t beat! Haaagh, aah! I’m coming, I’m coming, I’M COMINNNGGGG!!”
How much anxiety had her Master’s breakdown and this desperate coupling caused Ashley? She cried out her climax in a loud scream, as if celebrating the overwhelming pleasure that was the result of her comforting and restoring her husband. All the while, her convulsing sheath still tightly gripped me, trying to wring out every last drop. As the pleasant ejaculation continued, driven by the intense pleasure, I could feel the magical power that resided in her womb being converted into a Skill and moving toward her heart.
”Aah, aah! It’s still coming—Funyaaaaahh!”
”Ugh, kuah, aaah!”
The already powerful clench was amplified by the repeated climaxes, crushing my member with increasing pressure. Not only that, but her slender waist arched backward to its limit, making her bared breasts shake violently.
”Heeh! Eeaah! Aah! Ah! Ah! Aaaahh!”
”Ah, Ashley! I can’t take it! You’re so lewd!”
Her eyes were rolled back, blankly staring at nothing, clouding the jewel-like sheen of her pupils. Her lips were disgracefully twisted, a tongue sticking out as she let out lewd screams that sounded like miserable wails. This figure, completely immersed in pleasure, was unimaginable compared to her usual composed demeanor. Her trust in me, to show this alluring side only to me, filled me with an even deeper affection.
”I will never, ever give up on you! I won’t let myself run away and leave you behind. I will—I will lead everyone to the dungeon core!”
”Hehyeh! I don’t want to be separated from Yuuri either, desuwa! I’ll keep danger away so this cock can pamper me every day, desuwa!”
The huge wave of climax finally passed, and Ashley lay weakly on the bed, still in a dreamy state. Though the bone-breaking convulsions had ceased, her hazy gaze and the shaking of her breasts with every twitch were unchanged. Her delightful screams shifted into a mumbled, infantile plea for more pleasure. The words we exchanged were a mutual vow not to put each other in danger. There was no guarantee that we could keep it, but neither of us would speak of backing down again. The fear of losing the childhood friend who was now purring contentedly beneath me had faded, and I renewed my resolve to make sure her loss would never become a reality.
[SYSTEM: Next update is scheduled for Sunday, 9/7.]
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Summary:
Following a harrowing dungeon training session that forced him to leave his beloved wife and servant, Ashley, behind, Master Yuuri is overwhelmed by emotional anxiety. His fear manifests as an uncontrollable sexual panic upon insertion. Ashley, with incredible perceptiveness and devotion, gently comforts her Master, confessing her own fears to draw out his confession. Their intimate exchange and her reassuring guidance, centered on the harsh realities of dungeon exploration and the responsibility he holds for his servants, heals his spirit. The chapter culminates in a passionate, powerful act of erotic reassurance and a renewed vow between the couple to reach the dungeon core together, solidifying the emotional bond that underpins their journey and their Familial Workshop Skill.
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Character Insight:
Ashley shows incredible emotional strength and maturity by setting aside her own fear of death (Holy Armor user) to focus on her Master Yuuri’s mental health. She understands that his loss of control during the sexual encounter is a physical manifestation of his profound fear of losing her and that his high-handedness was just a mask for his inner turmoil. Her ability to pivot from the erotic to the profoundly emotional to provide comfort proves her depth as a loyal, perceptive, and genuinely loving wife, not just a servant.
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Behind the Scene:
This scene reveals that even pre-planned tactical decisions in the dungeon—like splitting the party and running—have a serious emotional cost on the characters, especially Yuuri, who is the core of the group (Familial Workshop user). Ashley’s confession about her panic during the training (Holy Armor trembling) is a subtle piece of world-building, showing that even powerful combatants struggle, and it is a deliberate, compassionate move to allow Yuuri to open up about his own vulnerability.
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T/L:
3 [Flesh-tunnel: Translation for the Japanese euphemism ‘肉穴’ (niku-ana), a direct and explicit term for the vagina often used in this genre.] ↩
4 [Throbbing Member: Translation for ‘肉棒’ (nikubou), a common euphemism for the penis in this genre.] ↩
5 [Darling: The term ‘ご主人様’ (Goshujin-sama – Master) is softened here to ‘darling’ to reflect the intimate setting and Ashley’s coquettish dialect.] ↩
6 [Holy Armor: A proper noun/skill name kept for lore consistency.] ↩
7 [Skill: A proper noun/system term used in this fantasy setting.] ↩
8 [Dungeon: A proper noun/setting term kept for world-building consistency.] ↩
9 [Cock: Translation for the Japanese euphemism ‘おちんちん’ (ochinchin), a common term for the penis in this genre.] ↩
10 [Cunt: Translation for the Japanese euphemism ‘おまんこ’ (omanko), a common term for the vagina in this genre.] ↩
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends. Tall, statuesque, flawlessly pale skin, powerfully toned yet soft and feminine, with long, flowing black hair identical to Marina. Her body is exaggerated hourglass—strong, trained muscles in her core, shoulders, and limbs paired with extremely generous curves. Her breasts are very large, full, high-set, and overtly described as “too big for her frame,”
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (‘ki’) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri ‘Elder Brother’ and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
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