Netori : I Built A Tavern For Cucks In Another World
Chapter 21: Whispers In My Ear (Few R18)

Chapter 21: Whispers In My Ear (Few R18)

Ian stared at the light blue panel for a moment. A surprised, confused expression appeared on his face as he read through it.

’Shapeshifter?...that took me by surprise.’

’What is this ghost hunter thing?’

’A new section in the store unlocked as well.’

He lingered for a moment, pondering and then shook his head. He got ready to fuck Theresa again since he didn’t got to fuck her a lot like Helen.

He straightened himself and started to thrust slowly.

"%*&%#&3"

Ian flinched as he heard a very clear voice containing gibberish near his right ear. Confusion and panic spread in his heart as he looked around him.

’Huh? What the? What the fuck was that?’

He turned his head all around, trying to identify the faint voice’s source.

If he were drunk or sleepy, he would have cast this voice as something insignificant. But he was wide awake, and he was enjoying his time with three beautiful women all by himself. If he has good perception, this moment is the time he had the highest of it.

So he was very sure that this unrecognizable voice was indeed an actual voice.

That’s when he remembered there was another person who was living rent-free in his mind.

He lowered himself a little and talked to Nyanthara in his mind, oblivious to the gazes upon him.

’Hey, Nyanthara, what was that?’

Silence stretched for a few seconds before she asked with a mild, surprised tone.

’What was what?’

Ian frowned for a moment before asking.

’Didn’t you hear anything?’

’I hear a lot of things, stupid human. Can you specify what it is you are asking for?’

Ian took a deep breath in irritation and clenched his teeth.

’Didn’t you hear the voice that spoke some gibberish near my ear?’

A frown appeared on Nyanthara’s face as she put away the vibrator she was using. Then she asked in a curious tone while looking at the screen before her, featuring Ian and Theresa.

’You heard a voice?’

’Yeah.’

’What kind of voice?’

’I don’t know, it sounded ancient and inhuman. It was very clear, like it was whispering to my ear.’

Nyanthara lingered for a few moments before answering.

’It must be something else because if someone or something tried to talk to you, I would have noticed it. After all, I am living in your mind and am a goddess.

Ian gulped a mouthful of saliva and asked, beads of sweat were trailing down his face.

’Then what is it?’

’I don’t know,...it is probably nothing, unless...’

’Unless, what?’

Nyanthara lingered for a moment and closed her eyes. A weak chill ran through her body as she answered.

’Unless, the thing that tried to contact you is...stronger than me.’

Ian’s eyes widened in shock as he tried to think about the possibilities this could mean. A chill ran down his spine as his gaze darkened.

This means a powerful existence in this world has taken notice of him, and it isn’t a good thing.

"What’s wrong, Sir Ian?"

Ian’s focus was broken, and through it, he could see the beautiful face of Therresa looking at him with a hint of concern.

"Is there something wrong?"

Ian looked at her beautiful, mature face and shrugged.

"No, it’s nothing."

He then cast the thought of voice out of his head and inhaled a long breath. Then he got ready to penetrate Theresa again.

He slowly thrusted his shaft In and out of her wet pussy for a moment before picking up the pace.

’Even if the gibberish it spoke means something, there is nothing I can do about it...I should cuck Leonardo more to obtain more cuck points and discuss this with Nyanthara later. It’s better if I note that gibberish words in my mind.’

Nyanthra looked at Ian and Theresa through the screen in front of her.

She licked her hand, coated with love juices and took the vibrator back to her palm again from the wet bedsheet.

"Brrrrr"

She wetted the vibrating part with her tongue and brought it toward her pussy.

She put the vibrating surface on her clitoris and bit her lip from sensation and arousal. She clutched the bed sheet tightly with her other hand while looking at the screen in front of her with a blush on her face.

"Is this how Dickus felt?"

***

It was close to dawn when Ian stopped Leonardo’s cuck session.

After a tiring pounding session, both Milfs slumped down beside him and slept while hugging him tightly.

Chloe, on the other hand, guided Leonardo to the room he had previously rented. After showing him the room, she came back to the cuck room and slept atop Ian while hugging him.

He wanted to go to his room, but he was too tired. So he also succumbed to the embrace of sleep with the three women.

***

"Uggghh"

He groggily opened his eyes to find himself still inside the dimly lit room. With a groan, he got up and found the women missing. He licked the dried milk off his lips and got up from the bed.

He yawned and stepped outside the room in his clothes.

He heard murmurs from below. He looked down to find Leonardo and Theresa eating bread by stuffing the pieces in porridge. Their moods weren’t as happy as they had been before. Instead, an awkward silence with unspoken words hung in the air.

’It’s better I don’t go near them for now.’

He took a deep breath and walked towards his room to change clothes. But he stopped midway when a familiar sound reached his ears.

’Huh? Someone crying?’

Ian turned around like it was instinct and determined that the crying was coming from the room where Leonardo slept yesterday.

He frowned and considered whether he should go inside or not.

After a couple of seconds, he shrugged and went toward the room. Then he opened the metal door and went inside.

The room was very similar to every room except for the cuck room.

The door led to a bedroom with a big bed containing a soft mattress and a black bed sheet. The bed was enough to host three people at the same time. Essential furniture, like a wardrobe, a table, could be seen inside the room. Even though the room is modern compared to this world, it was still of poor quality, similar to cheap motel rooms.

In the two corners of the room, there were two doors for the bathroom and toilet.

Ian looked at the two doors for a moment before his gaze landed on Helen. His eyes widened.

Helen was holding a sharp silver blade dangerously close to her throat. Transparent tears trailed down her face as she cried.

Her eyes were red, and a red blood drop trailed down her neck because of the blade tip.

"God of Fire and Sun, forgive me for I have committed sins. Take my life and purify my soul, who has participated in these evil rituals."