Femdom BDSM Cuckold Sadomasochism Story – Vietnamese Cuckold Story – Chapter 06
Chapter 5 from four years ago recounts the moment Tan secretly discovered Dung and Thanh's affair but didn't dare to catch them in the act. He only dared to call and say he would be back from work tomorrow, and Dung had already planned to torture her husband.
This morning, Tan woke up early—actually, he hadn't slept all night. He didn't know how to face his wife tomorrow, a woman he loved and cherished deeply, yet who had also hurt him so profoundly. And her words: "I want to invite Dr. Thanh to our house to take care of me. What does that mean?"
So many questions swirled around Tan's head. At 4 a.m., he finally managed to doze off, but the image of Thanh's large penis thrusting into the thing he cherished and worshipped came back to him, waking him up. He sighed, went to the bathroom to wash up, shave, and get ready to face the truth, even though he still didn't know what that truth would be. Because his love for Dung was so great, he could sacrifice everything for her. The hotel where Tan was staying to secretly catch her cheating wasn't far from his house, but with heavy footsteps, he dragged himself along, hoping it would be at the end of the horizon. But what had to happen happened. The beloved house, the home he had spent years building, appeared before him. His trembling hand knocked on the door. Perhaps he had forgotten that he had the key, that he was the owner of this house, or perhaps he hoped that no one would open the door, so he would have a reason to escape back to the hotel. But no, the door opened. Tan gathered his composure to look up and greet his wife as if nothing was wrong. But... the one who opened the door was Dr. Thanh. All the mental preparation Tan had made since yesterday vanished, because he couldn't believe this was happening. They knew he would be coming home today, but they had stayed out all night yesterday. A thousand questions swirled around in Tan's head, leaving him stunned.
Thanh looked at him and smiled. With his confidence, Thanh knew what was going through the mind of the small man in front of him. "Come in, Tan. Why are you standing there like that?"
Tan walked in quietly, perhaps forgetting that he was the owner of the house and that others had to invite him in. Looking up from behind, Tan felt small next to Thanh. As mentioned, Tan was 1.60 meters tall, while Thanh was 1.84 meters tall, so Tan stood roughly at his chest level. Thanh was only wearing shorts and was shirtless. His bulging muscles from training and handsome face, bathed in the morning sunlight, made Tan think of him as a Greek god. Jealousy, shame, and self-doubt weighed heavily on Tan's mind, making his already unsteady steps even more wobbly. Dung was lying on the sofa, wearing a loose T-shirt that made Tan guess she wasn't wearing any underwear. She looked so beautiful today, like a pampered princess. That T-shirt couldn't hide the youthful beauty of her breasts. If Thanh weren't there, Tan would have wanted to grab those white towers, but now he wasn't sure they were still his.
She looked at him and smiled:
"Why did you say you'd be away on business for seven days, but you're back early today?"
"Because I had some business to take care of, so I came back early."
"Oh, really? I thought you saw something and came back early," she teased Tan.
"Saw what? Saw what, honey? I didn't see anything," Tan replied awkwardly, still unaware that his wife had seen him peeking while they were making love.
"I thought you were tired, so you came back early. Why are you sweating like that?" Then she and Thanh burst out laughing.
Tan felt like they were mocking him, but for some reason, he felt relieved that his wife didn't know about his secret. Suddenly looking at Thanh, Tan remembered.
"Yesterday you said you had something to tell me. What was it? And why is Dr. Thanh here so early in the morning, and shirtless?"
Dung: "Ah, yesterday I got my test results back. Dr. Thanh said it's very difficult for me to conceive, but there's still a chance if I'm monitored, take medicine, and get the shots at the right time, so I was thinking of asking the doctor to come live with me, so I can ask him to examine me whenever I need to." Dung deliberately emphasized the word "shots," perhaps because it was an important word.
It was winter, but Dung's words made Tan's forehead break out in a cold sweat. Everything was becoming more and more unexpected, and he couldn't anticipate what would happen next. He didn't know how to respond, only knowing how to make excuses. "Dr. Thanh isn't free, he still has to examine many other patients." "It's okay, I can arrange it. We discussed it yesterday. I go to work in the morning, and in the evening I come back to EXAMINE and GIVE INJECTIONS to your wife. On days I don't work, I'll inject her all day." Laughing loudly as he spoke, Thanh sat on the sofa with his legs spread wide and his arms akimbo like the master of the house. Sitting opposite him, Tan could glimpse a giant monster through his shorts—the monster he had secretly seen yesterday and which haunted his dreams, further threatening his mental state. He was in a battle to protect his home when another male wanted to take over, but his spirit was already threatened, his reasoning growing weaker: "It's not good to bother the doctor like this, there are other patients."
"Hahaha, it's okay. If a man with healthy sperm like you can't have children, I'd be very disappointed." Dung and Thanh laughed together. Tan understood they were mocking him. He wanted to get up, punch the adulterer, and kick the adulteress out of the house, but looking closely, if he touched Thanh, Tan would be finished. And Dung was so beautiful, he loved her so much, how could he bear to kick her out?
He had to use another argument. "Dung, why don't we just not have children? Many couples live happily without children. We'll be free to travel everywhere." Tan knew Dung loved to travel.
"I want to have children. Later, when we're old, they can take care of us. Or is it that you don't want children so you can leave me more easily later?" Her tears welled up and spilled over.
Dung's tactic of shifting the blame onto someone else was brilliant. In this room, even without saying it, everyone knew who was having an affair. But now Dung was placing all the blame on Tan, who was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond. The more Tan looked at her, the more he felt sorry for her. He thought it was just a momentary infatuation, and that one day, when she got bored, she would come back to him. He believed that time would prove his love.
In humiliation, he nodded. "Alright, as long as you're happy, I'll agree."
Dung and Thanh couldn't believe it worked so quickly; without planning, they met each other's eyes and smiled. Taking advantage of the situation, Thanh said, "Ah, the treatment costs 18 million a month. When she's cured and my wife is pregnant, you can give me whatever extra you want."
Tan was stunned. He had accepted their affair in his own home under the pretext of medical treatment, and now they were demanding money for the treatment.Seeing Tan's dazed expression, Dung added, "Thanh wanted 30 million, but I explained our situation, that his monthly salary is only 20 million, so he lowered the price, but on the condition that he has to cook and serve to offset it. I planned to do it, but I got sick and couldn't do much. If there's anything else, I'll handle it."
Thanh laughed at Dung's seamless coordination without prior discussion, and she added another rather cunning condition.
Tan was stunned; everything happened so suddenly. This morning, he had planned to explain everything, and she would beg for forgiveness, and they would be happy again. But now...
Seeing Tan thinking, Dung prepared her old trick of tears... Looking at her, he thought, well, it's already like this, so cooking a little won't hurt. He blamed himself for his lack of manliness, which had led his wife to act this way. In his bitter humiliation, he nodded in agreement.
This chapter ends here, with Tan failing to protect his home, which was taken over by another male. It reminded me of a story not long ago about a pair of penguins, where the husband fought to the death but had to lose to a stronger male penguin, and had to leave the nest to watch his wife be happy with another male. Tan chose not to fight but to stay and endure, avoiding bloodshed and being driven from the nest. Was that a wise choice? And will Dung and Thanh leave Tan alone or come up with something else? What about his friend Tien? The next chapter will reveal all. .
This morning, Tan woke up early—actually, he hadn't slept all night. He didn't know how to face his wife tomorrow, a woman he loved and cherished deeply, yet who had also hurt him so profoundly. And her words: "I want to invite Dr. Thanh to our house to take care of me. What does that mean?"
So many questions swirled around Tan's head. At 4 a.m., he finally managed to doze off, but the image of Thanh's large penis thrusting into the thing he cherished and worshipped came back to him, waking him up. He sighed, went to the bathroom to wash up, shave, and get ready to face the truth, even though he still didn't know what that truth would be. Because his love for Dung was so great, he could sacrifice everything for her. The hotel where Tan was staying to secretly catch her cheating wasn't far from his house, but with heavy footsteps, he dragged himself along, hoping it would be at the end of the horizon. But what had to happen happened. The beloved house, the home he had spent years building, appeared before him. His trembling hand knocked on the door. Perhaps he had forgotten that he had the key, that he was the owner of this house, or perhaps he hoped that no one would open the door, so he would have a reason to escape back to the hotel. But no, the door opened. Tan gathered his composure to look up and greet his wife as if nothing was wrong. But... the one who opened the door was Dr. Thanh. All the mental preparation Tan had made since yesterday vanished, because he couldn't believe this was happening. They knew he would be coming home today, but they had stayed out all night yesterday. A thousand questions swirled around in Tan's head, leaving him stunned.
Thanh looked at him and smiled. With his confidence, Thanh knew what was going through the mind of the small man in front of him. "Come in, Tan. Why are you standing there like that?"
Tan walked in quietly, perhaps forgetting that he was the owner of the house and that others had to invite him in. Looking up from behind, Tan felt small next to Thanh. As mentioned, Tan was 1.60 meters tall, while Thanh was 1.84 meters tall, so Tan stood roughly at his chest level. Thanh was only wearing shorts and was shirtless. His bulging muscles from training and handsome face, bathed in the morning sunlight, made Tan think of him as a Greek god. Jealousy, shame, and self-doubt weighed heavily on Tan's mind, making his already unsteady steps even more wobbly. Dung was lying on the sofa, wearing a loose T-shirt that made Tan guess she wasn't wearing any underwear. She looked so beautiful today, like a pampered princess. That T-shirt couldn't hide the youthful beauty of her breasts. If Thanh weren't there, Tan would have wanted to grab those white towers, but now he wasn't sure they were still his.
She looked at him and smiled:
"Why did you say you'd be away on business for seven days, but you're back early today?"
"Because I had some business to take care of, so I came back early."
"Oh, really? I thought you saw something and came back early," she teased Tan.
"Saw what? Saw what, honey? I didn't see anything," Tan replied awkwardly, still unaware that his wife had seen him peeking while they were making love.
"I thought you were tired, so you came back early. Why are you sweating like that?" Then she and Thanh burst out laughing.
Tan felt like they were mocking him, but for some reason, he felt relieved that his wife didn't know about his secret. Suddenly looking at Thanh, Tan remembered.
"Yesterday you said you had something to tell me. What was it? And why is Dr. Thanh here so early in the morning, and shirtless?"
Dung: "Ah, yesterday I got my test results back. Dr. Thanh said it's very difficult for me to conceive, but there's still a chance if I'm monitored, take medicine, and get the shots at the right time, so I was thinking of asking the doctor to come live with me, so I can ask him to examine me whenever I need to." Dung deliberately emphasized the word "shots," perhaps because it was an important word.
It was winter, but Dung's words made Tan's forehead break out in a cold sweat. Everything was becoming more and more unexpected, and he couldn't anticipate what would happen next. He didn't know how to respond, only knowing how to make excuses. "Dr. Thanh isn't free, he still has to examine many other patients." "It's okay, I can arrange it. We discussed it yesterday. I go to work in the morning, and in the evening I come back to EXAMINE and GIVE INJECTIONS to your wife. On days I don't work, I'll inject her all day." Laughing loudly as he spoke, Thanh sat on the sofa with his legs spread wide and his arms akimbo like the master of the house. Sitting opposite him, Tan could glimpse a giant monster through his shorts—the monster he had secretly seen yesterday and which haunted his dreams, further threatening his mental state. He was in a battle to protect his home when another male wanted to take over, but his spirit was already threatened, his reasoning growing weaker: "It's not good to bother the doctor like this, there are other patients."
"Hahaha, it's okay. If a man with healthy sperm like you can't have children, I'd be very disappointed." Dung and Thanh laughed together. Tan understood they were mocking him. He wanted to get up, punch the adulterer, and kick the adulteress out of the house, but looking closely, if he touched Thanh, Tan would be finished. And Dung was so beautiful, he loved her so much, how could he bear to kick her out?
He had to use another argument. "Dung, why don't we just not have children? Many couples live happily without children. We'll be free to travel everywhere." Tan knew Dung loved to travel.
"I want to have children. Later, when we're old, they can take care of us. Or is it that you don't want children so you can leave me more easily later?" Her tears welled up and spilled over.
Dung's tactic of shifting the blame onto someone else was brilliant. In this room, even without saying it, everyone knew who was having an affair. But now Dung was placing all the blame on Tan, who was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond. The more Tan looked at her, the more he felt sorry for her. He thought it was just a momentary infatuation, and that one day, when she got bored, she would come back to him. He believed that time would prove his love.
In humiliation, he nodded. "Alright, as long as you're happy, I'll agree."
Dung and Thanh couldn't believe it worked so quickly; without planning, they met each other's eyes and smiled. Taking advantage of the situation, Thanh said, "Ah, the treatment costs 18 million a month. When she's cured and my wife is pregnant, you can give me whatever extra you want."
Tan was stunned. He had accepted their affair in his own home under the pretext of medical treatment, and now they were demanding money for the treatment.Seeing Tan's dazed expression, Dung added, "Thanh wanted 30 million, but I explained our situation, that his monthly salary is only 20 million, so he lowered the price, but on the condition that he has to cook and serve to offset it. I planned to do it, but I got sick and couldn't do much. If there's anything else, I'll handle it."
Thanh laughed at Dung's seamless coordination without prior discussion, and she added another rather cunning condition.
Tan was stunned; everything happened so suddenly. This morning, he had planned to explain everything, and she would beg for forgiveness, and they would be happy again. But now...
Seeing Tan thinking, Dung prepared her old trick of tears... Looking at her, he thought, well, it's already like this, so cooking a little won't hurt. He blamed himself for his lack of manliness, which had led his wife to act this way. In his bitter humiliation, he nodded in agreement.
This chapter ends here, with Tan failing to protect his home, which was taken over by another male. It reminded me of a story not long ago about a pair of penguins, where the husband fought to the death but had to lose to a stronger male penguin, and had to leave the nest to watch his wife be happy with another male. Tan chose not to fight but to stay and endure, avoiding bloodshed and being driven from the nest. Was that a wise choice? And will Dung and Thanh leave Tan alone or come up with something else? What about his friend Tien? The next chapter will reveal all. .