Serial Killer’s Wife

Falling into a suddenly appearing sinkhole on her way home from work, she found herself possessed by the world of the horror game she usually loved, .

And not just that, she became the first victim of a psychopathic serial killer!

“You’re quick to catch on, huh? I was going to deal with you immediately if you made too much noise.”

Silas said this with a handsome face and a bright smile. But the meaning behind it was so chilling that it sent shivers down her spine.

How could she survive?

She tried to think with her hair now completely white, but having never reached the ending of the game, she had no idea.

Then…

“H-Honey! Don’t you remember me?”

Determined to survive, she decided to play the part of the serial killer’s wife to the man who had lost his memory.

***

“You’re not thinking about running away, even when you’re trembling like this?”

“Run away? Who runs away from their husband?”

Rachel’s eyes flickered rapidly, but she stubbornly insisted she was his wife. Silas seemed to enjoy her reaction, slowly lowering one hand.

“In that case, then.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist and stroked her still-bloodshot cl*toris. Rachel’s v*gina quickly began to drip with fluid. Silas gradually pushed himself into her twitching op*ning.

“I wondered why I got married, but it seems I really love doing this with you.”

“Ah! Mmm!”

His p*nis began to pound and churn inside her.