[1]Fuck it, It's America!
A/N: was surfing through some random hentai because I was bored and I clicked one that caught my attention. But my dumbass forgot to check the tags and I gasped when I saw that it was NTR. Of course I'm no stranger to it but it hurt, like really really hurts. But this time I was so pissed off that I decided to write a fan-fic so here ya go
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I was a happy man.
Of course I didn't have some multimillion dollar job or some great talent but nevertheless I was happy.
I had a job that famlve a good salary, a nice loving family, and above all a girlfriend.
Oh I'll tell ya that she's the best.
Despite living in America she's a 100% Japanese with a voluptuous body, beautiful voice, and a kind personality.
I met her during college, back then I wasn't anything interesting. I was just some guy that made jokes to hide and bury their extremely bland personality but somehow we ended up talking, and then holding hands, and then kissing.
Despite us dating for a year and a half we haven't had sex yet.
I kind of feel scared and insecure about it but above all I don't want to hurt our relationship.
Yes call me a coward or whatever you want but I've never had something like what I had with Yukio, it felt like I as if I had a priceless glass sculpture in my hand.
And me?, I was afraid to break it
One wrong move and BAM it's gone for ever.
I never mentioned her name right?, Yeah her name was Yukio Nagima by the way.
Anyways back to the Story.
We both met during the very end of our last year in college, we dated, we moved in together.
Everything was great of course it was untill that day.
I may not believe in god, but if God truly excist.
I hope he tells the founding fathers this-
'May god bless you, and may God bless America for the second amendment'
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Story flashback-
I grogly began to walk out my car as it's been a long day at work. It was a simple two story house out in the suburbs, but to me it was my home.
Well, our home.
"Can't wait to have my yukio recharge" I muttered as I began unlocking the door.
By now yukino should be making dinner so I usually open the door my self to not distract her.
As I finally managed to open the door I was surprised by how dark and...quiet it was.
"Maybe she overslept?" I guessed.
I began to slowly walk the main hall of the house.
Kitchen?, nope.
Bathroom?, nope
I continued to check the first floor until I reached the stairs as I took the first step I felt a panting pain on the back of my head as of something had smacked me and passed out.
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*Plap* *plap* *plap*
Huh, what happening?
My head hurts like hell mad I can't move my body, and what's that wet noise?
I reluctantly opened my heavy eyes.
"Ah~ h-harder" moaned Yukio as she got railed by some blonde.
My mind shut down at the scene in front of me, the Yukio that I loved and cherished was moaning like a bitch in heat with some other man.
"Y-yukio?"I said weakly as my heart felt like as if a million niddles were piercing it.
The moaning Yukio looked at me and smiled "Ah, Eric your awak- Kya~" As she began speaking the man slapped her ass.
"Heh fucker, I'll just tell you straight. I've been fucking her for the past year. Your bitch ass left such a woman alone, and I felt a duty to SATISFY HER!" the man said with a grin
My head began to hurt, like as if some sort of vacume had been created in there making the blood run through my body, boiling with anger.
I couldn't even cry.
"N-no, that not True!" I tried to deny it, grasping onto the little hope I had.
"Ah ngh~ sorry Eric but his cock dominated me" she said shamelessly as she moaned, her tits swaying as she was penetrated.
Her words pierced my heart like a knife.
Most people would have cried or something as they saw such scenario but I-
No, I felt nothing but absolute fucking anger. I wanted to split both their fucking skulls opened.
I didn't want this to happen, I-I will admit that I was scared but...never mind
It's not important anymore, no more excuses.
As I ignored the scene in front of me I gained a bit of strength and moved around.
Seemed like my hands were tied to while I was sitting in a chair. It was a bad tie but it was enough to hold me with the little strenght I had.
Luckily for me I'm a man that has had multiple shower thoughts of being kidnapped and tied up.
Reaching to my watch with one tied hand, I clicked one of the buttons on it, Wich dislodged a sharp but smile knife.
Little by little I began to cut through the rope as these two bastards went at it.
After a few minutes I managed to cut myself free, but my body seems to give up on me as I dropped sideways to the floor.
They both stoped and looked at me in surprise.
Especially that blonde fucker.
"Heh you managed to get past the rope?, no matter" he said with a grin as he flexed his muscles.
Yukio seemed to not care as she swung her hips back and kept raming his 'thing' inside.
He watched me, as if looking at a fucking ant.
But it's fine.
I mustered all my strength and I began crawling towards the wall, each step he would laugh as he slapped my, no.
That worthless whores ass.
I finally managed to gather my bearings as I used the wall to stand up.
"Heh, you finally have some strenght huh?, it's fine. Leave the keys when you leave the house, you wont be needing them" he said with a snark.
I ignored him as I kept walking along the walls, he seems to have ignored me as he tought that I was leaving, but-
After a few steps I finally reached the closet.
You know, if there is one thing I love about America. It's definitely it's guns
Opening the closet I dropped to me woblywent inside, I looked behind to check if he was looking but he wasn't.
Looking towards the far left wall I pushed one to the corners until it popped off
Ah, there it was in all its glory.
A fully loaded Benelli m4 shotgun.
I bought it a long time ago and hid it in the house in case there were any situations that endangered both me and Yukios life but...
*Ca-chang*
Grabbing the shotgun and pulling the for-end back. One of the shells was locked and loaded into the chamber.
I don't give a shit anymore at this point.
The noice seemed to have attracted both their attentions, and to say that both their faces turned white would be an understatement.
The face of despair that they both wore on their faces was delectable.
I'm no psychopath but after all this suffering, it's fun seeing those expressions on their faces.
The man immediately pulled his dick out and backed up "H-hey man I-I was wrong. She's the slut shoot her!, she seduced me" he tried to put the blame on her.
She also seems to have snap out of the 'ecstacy' of hers as she panicked.
"W-wait Eric I'm sorry, he blackmailed me!. I never wanted this"
"You lying bitch, you went to that party knowing it was a orgy!" He yelled at her.
They continued to blame each other, and I have to say that It quite amusing.
One second they were laughing at me and the next second they are begging me to spare them.
"Alright I'll spare you, I have no enemies after all" I said as I lowered the barrel of the shotgun.
His face seemed to have regained some color and hope as he asked "really!?"
"NoPe, it's America. I have the right to bear arms and I'm sure as hell going to use them" I said with a poppin P.
*Bam*
I aimed at his head and pulled the trigger, his head exploded in a firework of bloody gore.
It looked disgusting and it smelled bad, but did I regret it?
Not a single bit.
Yukio looked at the bloody mess that made his splatter brains in shock, it looked as of her brain was trying to reboot or something
I began walking towards her.
My footsteps seems to have snapped her out of it as she began dragon herself backwards, looks like his juices were useful for something at least.
Slide by her through the floor.
"P-please don-" before she could beg for her life I shoved the barrel of the shotgun in her mouth and said "Choke on this, maybe you will feel even better with what I'll shoot down you're used up throat" Without hesitation I pulled the trigger.
But unlike the bastard whose brains I shot.
Her whole head and back were blow out into a gorefest.
I guess I can say that I gave her a devious back shot.
I depricatedly chuckled at myself for making such a shity joke.
"But now" looking at the scene in front of me, I knew that I was going to jail.
The neighbors must have heard the gun shot and I really have no reason to live anymore. To me Yukio was the best part of my life.
Sadly I can't go through suicide. It's not that I'm scared but I hold value to life...well except the ones that are painting my walls currently.
I had severe depression before but I realized that suicide is the cowards way out and that my mom would be sad of I killed myself.
"Fuck I'm tired" I muttered as I began to walk through the guts blood on the floor so that I could get a drink downstairs.
*Slip*
"Fuck" I said as I slipped on the floor.
With a bang.
"Ugh at least I-" before I could say my sentence, the shotgun that fell along with me, smacked to the floor and shot a chambered round straight into my head, killing me in a single shot.
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A/N: Don't forget that it's isekai~