- Private Service
“How much…”
“As much as… you desire…”
“Then…”
With fragmented sounds reaching his ears, Jaehyun forced his heavy eyelids open. His body was limp, devoid of any strength, and he couldn’t move a muscle. As he twitched his fingertips, trying to regain sensation, his blurred vision settled on the President and a man he had never seen before. The two men were standing over him, engaged in a serious conversation.
“You’ve paid more than expected, so feel free to play with him as you like.”
“Haha, if I play with him as I please, it might cause trouble.”
“This hole is the best bitch I’ve brought in so far, so don’t worry.”
Jaehyun barely pieced together their words—he had been sold to this stranger.
“I see. Our customers have high expectations, so I hope he lives up to the price. I’ll contact you tomorrow.”
“Yes. Enjoy your time.”
The President shook hands with the man and left the room. Jaehyun, now fully awake, looked around. The chair he was sitting on resembled something from a urology clinic, forcing his legs wide open toward the ceiling. The only difference was that his arms were spread and bound to the sides.
Unlike the fully clothed President and the man, Jaehyun was completely naked, his most intimate parts exposed. The room had plain white walls, but the front was a transparent glass window, offering a clear view of the outside. Beyond the glass, the place looked like an ordinary shop, but the items on display were anything but. It wasn’t a typical adult store—it seemed to cater to those with sadistic tastes, filled with grotesque, unidentifiable objects.
“Already awake? The business hasn’t even started yet.”
The man spoke to Jaehyun, who was nervously observing him.
“A lot of customers came to see you today. Honestly, after watching your video yesterday, they couldn’t resist. You were amazing.”
Jaehyun blinked, confused about what video he was referring to.
“Ah, you don’t remember? Yesterday, you were on a live auction, getting your ass fucked and cumming all over the place. Just thinking about it again… fuck, it’s getting me hard. Normally, it would’ve hurt, but you were moaning like you loved it.”
Fragments of memory flashed in Jaehyun’s mind—cameras recording him. The realization that his most intimate moments had been broadcast to strangers sent a shock through him.
But Jaehyun, reborn as a Rag Hole, felt a strange thrill despite the shame of his lewdness being exposed to everyone. He knew this feeling wasn’t normal, but he repeated to himself, It’s okay, I’m just a cum dump.
“What? You’re getting excited just from hearing about your slutty performance?”
The man approached and flicked Jaehyun’s cock.
“Hngh, y-yes, hah…”
Jaehyun moaned, unable to move his bound body. He could only twitch his toes as pleasure coursed through him.
“Fucking bitch, already twitching before we’ve even started. It’s going to be a long day, so hold on a little longer.”
The man, clearly aroused by Jaehyun’s reaction, grabbed a tube of gel from the store display. He squeezed a generous amount onto his palm, the obscene squelching sound filling the room as he coated Jaehyun’s cock. Then, he smeared the gel over Jaehyun’s nipples, the clear liquid covering the pierced buds, making it look as if they were oozing.
“Nnngh… g-good, ah, hik!”
Jaehyun writhed, his hips and stomach arching as the cool gel sent shivers through him. The initial chill soon turned into an unbearable heat, tormenting him. The man didn’t stop—he pushed the tube into Jaehyun’s hole.
“Hiiik, n-no, ah, hngh!”
Jaehyun’s mouth fell open, helpless moans spilling out. Once the tube was deep inside, the man squeezed hard, filling Jaehyun’s hole with its contents. The liquid poured in, scorching his insides.
“Nnngh, it’s h-hot! N-no, hik!”
Jaehyun cried out, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation. The man pulled the tube out, ignoring his pleas.
“Need help?”
Without waiting for an answer, the man pressed a finger against Jaehyun’s hole, the wet, squelching sound echoing in the room as he roughly fingered him.
“Nnnghaaah…! N-no, hik! Haaang, nngh, g-good, so good…!”
Even though it was just a finger, Jaehyun reacted as if it were a cock, his bound body trembling, drool dripping from his mouth.
“Fucking slut, you’re loving this. Everyone today is going to enjoy you.”
The man’s crotch was already bulging, but he forced himself to endure, swallowing hard.
After a while, the heat subsided, and Jaehyun’s hole began to itch. It felt like thousands of tiny insects were crawling over his body, and he desperately wanted to touch himself, but the man’s presence stopped him. He squirmed, his ass lifting off the chair.
“C-cock, p-please…! Nngh… let me suck, please, haaang!”
“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy. Haah…”
The man, unable to resist, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He stroked himself rapidly, his eyes fixed on Jaehyun’s writhing body.
“Haah, shit, fuuck…”
His cock throbbed, pre-cum dripping as he imagined ravaging Jaehyun. His breathing grew ragged, the obscene sounds of his hand on his cock filling the room.
“Nngh, ugh, it itches, hik…! Ah, aah!”
Jaehyun, unable to find release, screamed in frustration. His cock, pierced and plugged, couldn’t release a single drop.
“Hngh, n-no, ugh, I-I’m…”
Overwhelmed, Jaehyun trembled, tears streaming down his face. His body, flushed red, twitched pathetically. His cock, veins bulging, was on the verge of cumming, but the metal plug prevented any release.
Just then, he felt someone’s gaze. Jaehyun turned his head weakly to the left. Beyond the glass, the shop owner and another man were talking. The stranger wore a black hat pulled low and a black mask, revealing only his eyes.
Their conversation ended, and the two men entered the room through the glass door.
“…Security is tight, right?”
“Of course. Don’t worry and enjoy yourself.”
“Alright. I’ll trust you.”
The masked man nodded, and the shop owner left. The room was filled only with Jaehyun’s weak moans. The man approached, shoving his face close to Jaehyun’s. Jaehyun instinctively met his gaze.
The man raised his hand and slapped Jaehyun’s cheek hard. The sharp sound echoed as Jaehyun’s head jerked to the side.
“Aah!”
“Fuck, who told you to stare at me?”
The man smirked beneath his mask, then pulled out a black cloth and blindfolded Jaehyun. He admired Jaehyun’s flushed, trembling face before removing his own hat and mask.
The man was Kim Seongho, a famous actor praised for his handsome looks and perfect personality. But behind that image, he was a true sadist who enjoyed brutal sex. Seongho, now that Jaehyun’s eyes were covered, laid out the tools he had brought on the floor.
“Nngh… n-no…”
Seongho picked up a spiked dog collar and fastened it around Jaehyun’s neck. The leather collar fit snugly against his pale throat. Then, he undid the restraints on Jaehyun’s limbs.
“Get down and crawl.”
He commanded coldly. Jaehyun, stiff from being bound for so long, slowly stood up. Blindfolded, he groped his way down from the chair.
Seongho chuckled as he watched, then grabbed Jaehyun’s hair and yanked him to the floor.
“Aah, n-no, haa, ugh!”
Jaehyun curled up, whimpering. His red, naked body on the floor, wearing only the collar, was a sight that stirred Seongho’s sadistic desires.
Seongho knelt in front of Jaehyun, grabbing his hips and lifting his ass toward the ceiling. Jaehyun, now on all fours, shamelessly twitched his hole.
“Fuck, you’ve got a piercing back here? How much of a slut are you?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
