Yandere Busty Nurse's Sexual Health Care Life - Overpowered by a Hateful Woman's Obsessive Love, Trapped and Bound, Fucked Into Submission Until a Pact is Sealed - Chapter 13

On the day he was imprisoned by Mia, his heart was filled with despair.

Sinking deep into the murky, swamp-like darkness, he would never rise again from the bottomless abyss. Each time he thought of being forced into a living hell worse than death, he was overwhelmed with nausea.

Deeper and deeper.

Into the depths, endlessly.

As he continued to be loved by Mia, he was dragged deeper and deeper, sinking into it. Now, he had fallen to the depths where light no longer reached. There was no escaping from this depth now.

It was fine. If the depths of this abyss felt this good, there was no need to claw his way out. Instead, he just wanted to sink further and feel even more comfortable.

It wasn’t such a bad thing, after all — once he realized this, the despair that filled his heart began to be perceived as hope.

He had lost many things up until today. Naturally, there were regrets, but the past is something that can never be grasped again. If you keep holding onto things you can never reach, you won’t be able to enjoy the happiness you have now.

More than anything, he wanted to make the happiness he felt now continue on forever into the future. He truly desired this from the bottom of his heart.

To love Mia, nothing more.

“I’m home…”

That day, just like any other, Mia came back from shopping. However, her voice carried an extra layer of fatigue than usual. As she dropped the heavy bags with a thud, even her sigh made her fatigue all too clear.

“Hmm… I’m feeling a bit tired… but it’s okay. I’ll make dinner soon, so just wait for me…”

Even when he expressed his worry, she only tried to put on a brave face. She responded as usual, but seeing her more exhausted than ever, he couldn’t just leave her as he usually did.

“Hmm? You’re going to give me a massage again? Well… I guess I’ll ask you for it again.”

Like before, he called Mia over and started the massage. She seemed to be holding a lot of tension, as her body was severely stiff. As he tried to relax her, he asked how she was doing, but Mia dismissively replied that it was nothing.

Even when he was a corporate slave, he still had days off, but Mia took care of the household chores without rest every single day. He thought that at least she should have one day off, and he voiced his concern.

“No… I can’t do that. If Mia takes a break, I won’t be able to take care of you. In order for you to stay healthy, Mia has to keep working hard.”

As expected, she wasn’t going to easily agree. Still, it was clear that she was pushing herself. The fact that she hadn’t refused the massage was probably evidence of that. Mia, too, was seeking relief. Her body was crying out for it.

As he tapped her shoulder, he asked if she loved him from the bottom of her heart.

“Of course! I love you more than anyone else!”

After receiving an answer that was obvious, he continued to speak.

If she truly believed that, he wanted her to remove the collar.

“…Why?”

In an instant, Mia turned and seized his hands with terrifying speed. She sent him a lifeless gaze, murmuring emotionlessly as she leaned in closer, glaring.

Her grip was tight around his wrists. He felt a quiet pressure that seemed like it could crush him, but he was no longer someone who would be intimidated by that. He met her gaze directly, determined to express his feelings honestly.

He was endlessly grateful for her daily care, but he couldn’t help but feel anxious that she might be overexerting herself, neglecting her own needs. After all, it was Mia who had often told him that pushing oneself too hard was not good. Watching her accumulate fatigue while being so devoted was truly painful.

Therefore, at the very least, he wanted to be allowed to cook for her.

He wanted to help in any way he could, even if it was just one thing. He wanted to take care of Mia. As long as he stayed at home and by her side, he wouldn’t have to worry.

When he opened up about his feelings, Mia’s eyes wavered with confusion.

“Am I being a bother?” he asked, and Mia shook her head vigorously.

“No, not at all. I’m really happy… but, you know, I’m still… a bit anxious.”

She said this, lowering her gaze with a sad expression. Her hand remained tightly clenched around his, as if afraid it might fly away and vanish if she let go—an overwhelming strength that conveyed her fear.

“I don’t want you to try so hard for Mia’s sake. I want to be the one serving you. I don’t want you to leave me, I want you by my side always. I want to be loved by you for the rest of my life. I don’t want you to die before me. I get so anxious thinking you’ll push yourself too hard again. Being loved by Mia is what’s best for you. So… so…”

In the past, he had overexerted himself to the point of being hospitalized. That’s why he understood the concern that he might push himself too hard again. He had collapsed from trying to carry everything alone.

It was possible that Mia was the same. From the way she seemed so tired, he could sense the signs starting to show. She might be trying to carry everything for him and end up pushing herself too hard. He, too, was worried for her well-being.

That’s why, he says.

If it’s too much to carry alone, then we’ll support each other.

If they faced things honestly and helped each other without hiding things or being stubborn, they should be able to avoid collapsing.

He would never leave Mia’s side again.

He would never lie to Mia again.

He would never do anything to make Mia anxious again.

That’s why he wanted her to trust him once more. Even if the collar was removed, the chains on his heart would never be broken.

When he said that, Mia fell silent for a while. She hesitated, her eyes locked with his, and gradually, the strength in her grip began to weaken.

“…Mia also… I want to believe in you too… but…”

She paused, words caught in her throat, but then shook her head as if to break free from her hesitation. She looked into his eyes again.

“It’s okay to believe in you, right?”

He responded with a smile, and their faces drew closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force, before their lips lightly touched.

Unlike the frantic passionate kiss during their love-making, it was a sweet, gentle kiss, like the first kiss shared by a newly-dating couple, reaffirming their trust.

A little while later, he found himself standing in the kitchen.

The collar that had bound his actions for so long was no longer present. With his newfound freedom, he was able to go wherever he wanted, no longer confined to the house.

However, escaping from here no longer seemed like a path to happiness for him. He felt that dedicating himself to Mia was the only thing that could bring him happiness.

It had been a while since he had cooked. Yet his body still remembered the motions, and his hands moved smoothly as he prepared the meal. Throughout, he could feel Mia’s gaze from afar, and whenever he turned around to see her anxious eyes, he would smile and reassure her, saying, “It’s okay.”

Soon after, when he brought the dish he was proud of to Mia, she froze for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise.

“This dish… it’s the one I taught you, isn’t it? You remembered it.”

This dish was a faithful reproduction of the recipe sent to him after the incident at the restaurant, which had triggered the start of his captivity. While the message history had been lost when he changed his phone, making it impossible to double-check, he had relied on his memory to find the recipe in the books Mia had left behind, and had committed it to memory for this moment.

It was, in a sense, the beginning of everything, but since it was a recipe originally designed with health in mind, it used plenty of ingredients to relieve fatigue and warm the body, which he believed would benefit Mia.

He quickly encouraged her to taste it, and Mia took a bite.

“…It’s delicious. It might even be better than the one Mia made. It has such a warm taste…”

Her face, which had looked uneasy, instantly transformed into a smile that bloomed like a flower.

The recipe carried Mia’s feelings, and with his sincere touch added as a secret ingredient, this dish would become the perfect one to bring happiness. Believing that, he felt a deep sense of relief upon seeing her satisfied.

“There’s just one thing that’s a little disappointing, though…”

The chopsticks, which had been moving smoothly, suddenly halted halfway.

“This alone won’t fill Mia’s stomach. Can I get more, please?”

His heart fluttered at the sight of his beloved’s smile, and he happily waved his arms. Having studied Mia’s recipes, he had a wide range of dishes to fulfill her hunger. He placed dish after dish on the table, and Mia quickly devoured them all. That was what made him happiest. Even though he had only ever been the one to be cared for, he was now able to care for Mia and make her happy.

“Oh, right. I have something I want to show you…”

After having devoured about half of the many dishes, Mia suddenly remembered something and took it out to show him.

“Do you… do you know what this is?”

It was a white, long, stick-like object. Though it was his first time seeing the actual thing, he wasn’t ignorant enough to not understand what it was. The two vertical lines in the middle left no doubt as to its meaning.

“…I’m pregnant. It’s our baby, yours and Mia’s♡”

Mia’s cheeks flushed as she blushed. For a moment, he was caught off guard and his thoughts froze, but by the time he realized it, he was already gently embracing her.

The realization that two lives were now in his arms moved him so deeply that he couldn’t find words to describe his emotions. In place of words, he embraced his new family warmly.

He then whispered words of love.

“…Yeah. Mia loves you too. We’ll be together until we die, and even after we’re reborn, we’ll meet again. It’s a promise… right?”

He thought to himself that it would be okay if time stopped right now.

The moment Mia wrapped her arms around him, he thought that.

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What is happiness?

When he lost everything, he once thought about it vaguely.

At that time, no matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn’t come up with an answer, but now he could easily give one.

It’s certainly…

“…I think I might have bought too much. Are you okay? Is it too heavy?”

After arriving home, he smiled while carrying bags in both hands, as he was already used to it.

Every time he goes shopping with Mia, he always ends up carrying a lot. He is there to prevent her from carrying the load, and she’s already carrying something even more important.

The little angel in its mother’s arms was peacefully asleep, breathing softly, while Mia gazed at them tenderly, her face resembling that of the Virgin Mary.

It had probably just been over a year since they were born. Seeing them grow so fast, all the hardships of shopping vanished easily. After all, he had entrusted her with the heaviest life in the world, so this was nothing compared to that.

They moved to a new house for the child that was on the way, and many aspects of their environment had changed from before. Mia took care of the income, and he supported her as a househusband. Though there were challenges, he had fully adapted to this life, and he could feel his heart being filled with warmth, unlike the emptiness of the past. If he could spend time with his beloved, there was no hardship too great.

As he was putting the contents of the many bags into the refrigerator as usual, he felt Mia, who had just put their child to bed, approach him from behind. She pressed herself against his back and whispered in his ear.

“Hey, the foreign woman we passed in the supermarket earlier… You were staring at her, right? Her top had a low neckline, and she was wearing a really short skirt. She was looking pretty sexy, don’t you think?”

The words that slipped into his ears had a chilling quality that seemed to directly touch his heart.

It’s always like this whenever they go out somewhere. She gets jealous over the smallest things and then teases him with her mischievous nature. Each time, he assures her that he has no ill intentions and that Mia will always be number one in his heart.

“Hmm? Is that really true?”

She teasingly whispered in a sweet, devilish voice, brushing against his ear. It seemed like she enjoyed making him uncomfortable, but he never found it bothersome and always dutifully played along.

“I know you wouldn’t be interested in any woman other than me, but… but you see, I get jealous so easily… This is probably a mental illness.”

It was typical of Mia to say something like that. She probably did it because she knew he would respond honestly, seeing it as a way of trusting him and relying on him.

“You’ll take good care of treating my illness, won’t you?”

Before they knew it, this phrase had become a recognized signal of the start of something between the two of them.

This is the start of a m-e-d-i-c-a-l t-r-e-a-t-m-e-n-t, a treatment for an illness that can only be cured by each other.

“Mm♡ Mm♡ Ah… mhmm♡ Love me… Love Mia a lot…♡”

The bedroom becomes the space for the procedure to be carried out.

He discards everything that is in his way, inserting himself deeply in Mia from above and moving his hips tenderly to ensure her heart is filled with love, preventing any jealousy or loneliness.

While repeatedly kissing her cervix with his glans, he also makes sure to lovingly caress her cl!toris and n1pples. He cherishes every lonely part of Mia, tenderly comforting her entire body so she can enjoy the ultimate ecstasy.

“Hah…♡ Nn… Ahh♡ I-I feel like I’m going to cum…♡ With your p3nis, make Mia cum…♡ Give me all the semen medicine I need in my pvssy…♡”

Because she had been loved so intensely, her once-soft expression, like that of the Virgin Mary holding her child, crumbled into a tearful mess, as she melted, falling into a womanly state. When she begged so desperately, as a man, there was no way he could refuse.

As he relentlessly probes deep into the depths of her honeypot, her folds tightly squeeze his c0ck tightly. Without stopping, he continues thrusting in and out, and the pressure only intensifies—until the sudden vaginal squeeze, brought on by Mia reaching her peak, pushes him over the edge as well.

An overwhelming amount of love is poured into Mia, unable to be restrained.

At the same time, he muffles her scream with his lips. Not wanting to disturb their child who is sleeping in the next room, they make love to each other quietly, confirming their love with their mouths pressed together.

“Well then, next time, Mia will treat you.”

Treatment doesn’t end with just one time. It continues until both of their hearts are satisfied.

Especially for the treatment of his heart, preparation is necessary. First, she restrains his bare limbs to the bed and has him lie on his back, then Mia dresses herself in a nurse’s outfit.

The situation that should normally awaken those hateful memories has now become a full set of his fetishes.

The time he spent in captivity didn’t just drastically alter his life; it also ended up twisting his sexual preferences.

“At that time, I did it because you were sick, so it couldn’t be helped… but I never imagined you’d turn into such a pervert who seeks it out on your own♡”

He is almost burned with shame as Mia chuckles softly, but his c0ck twitches in excitement, clearly showing his pleasure. His bl00d is boiling far more than when he was performing medical treatment on Mia. There is some embarrassment over what has been done to his body, but at least he has no regrets.

He doesn’t mind being made into such a shameless state, as long as he can be loved by her.

“But I love you even like that…♡”

With eyes filled with obsessive love and a shining smile, she looks the most beautiful to him.

The fact that she will love him in any form gives him peace of mind, and that’s why he can’t help but feel an intense affection for her. He genuinely wishes to experience her, both physically and emotionally.

“To cure your perverted tastes, you need to make sure to swallow my special br3ast milk medicine and have lots of p3nis milk squirt out~♡”

From beneath the white coat, her full, plump flesh spills out, pressing so close it almost suffocates his view. His erection trembles violently, and without hesitation or shame, he eagerly sucks on the n1pple standing proudly before him.

Even though he was now a father, he can still be so irresponsible. However, Mia never criticized him. She always welcomed him with warmth and embraced him gently.

Because he had made up his mind to stop being so stubborn.

If he wanted to be pampered, he could be. No matter how uncool it seemed, he was free to be honest about his desires. No one else had the right to criticize him for it.

This is the kind of happiness that he wants.

Author’s Note:

Thank you very much for your continued support.

The main story ends here, but there is a planned additional side story, so I hope you will look forward to that as well.

Chapter length 7158 characters.