Jaehyun lifted one leg, the tail brushing against his thighs. He tried to push out the dildo blocking his hole.
“Nngh, haa… hng, Master, hng…”
No matter how hard he pushed, the plug wouldn’t budge. Jaehyun begged in a trembling voice.
“What, can’t even push it out? How much do you love cock to suck it like that?”
Seongho taunted.
“I’ll pull it out if you suck me off well.”
Seongho tapped Jaehyun’s lips with his cockhead. Without hesitation, Jaehyun took it into his mouth, his tongue piercing rubbing against the shaft. He licked the tip, then deep-throated it.
“Guh, hek… ugh, hik!”
Jaehyun gagged as he took it deep, his throat bulging. Seongho groaned, gripping Jaehyun’s hair and fucking his mouth roughly.
“Fuu… fuck, you suck so well…”
Jaehyun’s throat massaged his cock, driving Seongho wild. He thrust deep, his cockhead pressing against Jaehyun’s throat.
“Ugh, guh…”
Jaehyun gagged, his eyes rolling back as he convulsed. His tongue massaged Seongho’s cock uncontrollably.
“Fuck… haa… haa…”
Seongho couldn’t hold back—he came deep in Jaehyun’s throat. Then, he grabbed the dildo inside Jaehyun’s hole and yanked it out roughly.
“Fuuuup…! Ugh, ugh!”
The dildo popped out, and Seongho’s urine gushed out with it. Jaehyun’s hole, unable to clench, sprayed liquid everywhere. With one leg lifted, he pissed like a dog, his mouth still stuffed with Seongho’s cock—the perfect Flesh Slave.
After emptying everything inside him, Jaehyun collapsed like a broken doll. Seongho finally pulled his cock out of Jaehyun’s mouth.
Seongho stood, looking down at Jaehyun’s limp, filthy body, covered in tattoos and piercings. He picked up a hose and rinsed himself off, then dressed and left the room.
Beyond the glass, Seongho exchanged a few words with the President, then left the shop as if nothing had happened. Jaehyun was left alone, unconscious on the floor.
***
Time passed. Jaehyun stirred from a shallow sleep, woken by the sound of a camera clicking.
“Hng…”
The clicking stopped as Jaehyun groaned.
“Awake?”
A familiar voice made Jaehyun stiffen. He turned his head slowly, his bound body twisting.
“Y-you… you!”
Jaehyun screamed, staring at Myeonggyu—his closest friend from college, someone he had trusted.
“Long time no see. But… why are you talking to me so casually? I came here to use you as my cum dump.”
Myeonggyu tapped Jaehyun’s cheek, his camera still rolling. The shame of being exposed like this to someone he once trusted made Jaehyun bite his lip, tears welling up.
“Hng… ugh… why…”
Jaehyun couldn’t finish his sentence, sobbing. Myeonggyu pressed the camera to Jaehyun’s face.
“I’ve wanted to film you like this since we first met. Walking around with that slutty face… I wanted to kidnap you, make you live only on my cum… but the Professor got to you first.”
Myeonggyu’s chilling gaze roamed over Jaehyun’s body. The thought alone seemed to arouse him—he frantically pulled out his cock and rubbed it against Jaehyun’s face, his dark red tip smearing pre-cum.
“Haa… ugh.”
The betrayal of someone he had trusted as a friend made Jaehyun’s tears fall endlessly.
“Not even a worn-out whore is as slutty as you…”
Myeonggyu shoved his fingers into Jaehyun’s mouth, roughly probing, then yanked on the tongue piercing.
“Haak… ugh, huuk…”
The pain made Jaehyun whimper, looking up at Myeonggyu pathetically. The sight only aroused Myeonggyu further. He moved to Jaehyun’s nipples, crushing and twisting the piercings.
“Haaang! Ah, hik, haaung!”
Jaehyun screamed, arching his back, but his body, trained to find pleasure in pain, began to respond.
Myeonggyu traced the obscene tattoos on Jaehyun’s body.
“You’re missing an important tattoo. Jaehyun, you’re a masochistic slave… I’ll mark you right below your nipple next time.”
Myeonggyu pinched the spot beneath Jaehyun’s nipple, as if claiming it.
“Hyaang, ah! Hik!”
Jaehyun couldn’t hold back his moan. Myeonggyu, fully hard, moved behind Jaehyun, adjusting the camera to zoom in on his twitching hole.
“Fuu… I’m not the first to fuck this tight hole…”
Myeonggyu sighed, as if disappointed. Jaehyun’s hole, red and swollen from being used, was pierced deeply in ways that would satisfy any cock. The transparent dildo inside pulsed, showing every detail of his inner walls.
“Jaehyun… haa… your insides are all visible. Do you want cock that badly?”
Myeonggyu slowly pulled the dildo in and out, filming. Jaehyun finally realized what was inside him and moaned.
“Uhng, haa…”
“You’re still clenching even with a dildo inside… You’d take two cocks greedily, wouldn’t you?”
Myeonggyu forced Jaehyun’s hole open and shoved his fingers inside.
“Fuu, haaaang! It’s tearing, hik, hiik!”
Jaehyun screamed as his hole stretched painfully. Myeonggyu ignored him, roughly fingering around the dildo before pulling his fingers out.
“You’re dripping like this, and you’re worried about tearing? Besides, you’re still talking to me like we’re equals. I need to teach you who your Master is.”
Myeonggyu licked the fluid from Jaehyun’s hole, then smeared it on his face.
“Fuu… Myeonggyu… stop… hng…”
Jaehyun begged, but Myeonggyu only tightened his grip.
“You’re not Myeonggyu’s friend anymore. You’re my cock hole. Understand?”
Myeonggyu’s voice was cold. Jaehyun, now fully broken, nodded desperately.
“Master… hng… I was wrong… hng… Master…”
Jaehyun could barely speak, his body wracked with pain. Myeonggyu patted his head, satisfied.
“Outside, we were friends. But now, Jaehyun, you’re just my cum dump. Got it?”
Jaehyun nodded weakly, his pupils unfocused.
Myeonggyu circled Jaehyun, filming every angle. Jaehyun’s body, covered in red marks from the paddle, was exactly as Myeonggyu had always fantasized—swollen nipples, cock, and hole, all throbbing from the abuse.
“Fuck, you’re so hot…”
Myeonggyu panted, his camera lingering on Jaehyun’s lower back, where the tattoo “Please Fuck Me♡” stood out, red and swollen from the paddle.
“This slut…”
Myeonggyu dropped the camera and moved to Jaehyun’s hole. He gripped Jaehyun’s hips and rammed his cock inside in one thrust.
“Haaang, haaaang…!”
Jaehyun screamed as Myeonggyu’s cock scraped his piercings, his hole clenching tightly.
“Haa, you like it when I fuck your dog hole? Hik.”
Myeonggyu ground against Jaehyun’s prostate, thrusting roughly.
“Good, hiik…! Fuu, Master, cock, hng, hik! Good, ah, uhnng!”
Jaehyun finally understood—Myeonggyu was no longer his friend, but his Master. He howled like a bitch, taking the cock greedily.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
