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A little later, a black car with heavily tinted windows entered the quiet construction site. The car, kicking up sand with a clatter, stopped in front of the container where Jaehyun was. President Ju, dressed in a suit, got out.
Rubbing his stiff shoulders from the long drive, President Ju opened the container door without hesitation. As soon as the door opened, Jaehyun, who had been curled up on his side, suddenly sat up.
Then, on all fours, he rubbed his head against the shoes of President Ju, who was putting them on.
“Hngh, Master, I waited for you…. Huu….”
Jaehyun, his raised ass twitching, said with his face pressed to the floor.
“Master, dog… hngh, hole… itchy, ugh, itchy.”
Jaehyun didn’t even seem to recognize President Ju. He begged anyone who would give him cock, without even looking at their face.
But President Ju, unfazed, casually lifted Jaehyun by the shoulder. Jaehyun’s limp body followed. President Ju, matching Jaehyun’s eye level, looked into his unfocused eyes, then easily flipped him over and carried him to the car.
It wasn’t strange. Anyone locked in a room with aphrodisiacs, waiting for men all day, would go mad. It was something all the holes experienced, not just Jaehyun.
After pushing Jaehyun into the back seat, President Ju returned to the driver’s seat. Skilled at buckling up, he shifted gears and pressed the accelerator. The luxurious car, out of place at the construction site, drove away as if it had never been there.
Only the faint tire tracks in the sand remained, the only evidence that Jaehyun had ever been there.
The car sped along in silence. President Ju, expressionless, drove on the highway, glancing at the back seat. Jaehyun, exhausted from a week of torment, slept without waking once.
President Ju recalled the first time he saw Jaehyun. Among all the new employees who had joined the company, Jaehyun had entered with the most innocent face. His naive expression, unaware of what awaited him, had stirred President Ju’s long-dormant desires.
Without hiding those desires, President Ju had thoroughly trained Jaehyun’s body. Jaehyun didn’t know, but before he joined H Interior, President Ju had already completed a background check on him.
A poor but loving family, a kind college student—hardly the ideal candidate for a top-tier flesh slave. Yet Jaehyun exceeded expectations. Despite his background, he was educated in depravity and became a body that craved cock more obscenely than anyone else.
“He won’t be able to live without cock from now on.”
President Ju muttered. Every hole that returned from an off-site assignment at the construction site came back broken. He remembered the slaves who, after returning, would beg for cock, saying their holes felt empty.
Broken holes had high value. They could be sent to performance venues or sold as personal flesh slaves to the wealthy. But one thing was certain: no matter where they went, the holes always seemed happy.
Without shame or hesitation, they lived purely for lust, craving cock desperately, and when given dick, they were overwhelmed by pleasure more intense than anything they’d ever felt. Now, none of reality’s worries meant anything to Jaehyun. His only happiness would come from sucking cock, from having his hole filled—something he would desperately crave. And there would be no shortage of men to fuck him. In a way, it was for the best.
Lost in thought, the car was already speeding along a dark, deserted national road. No streetlights, no passing cars—only President Ju’s car, its headlights on, raced through the pitch-black night.
Beep, beep… President Ju’s pocket rang. Checking the caller, he pulled over to the shoulder and stopped. Thinking he might smoke while on the phone, he rummaged through his pocket for a cigarette pack. But it was empty. He laughed hollowly, then noticed a small convenience store in the distance.
—Yeah, where are you?
“About two hours left. It’s taking a while since I’m coming from the countryside.”
President Ju answered calmly, opening the cigarette pack. But it was empty. He laughed hollowly, then saw a small convenience store in the distance.
—Got it. Plenty of time left. Just get here by 11.
“Yes. Understood.”
President Ju ended the call after a brief reply. Checking his watch, he saw he had plenty of time and leisurely walked toward the convenience store. His body, stiff from long hours of driving, felt refreshed as he walked in the cool night breeze.
While President Ju was away, Jaehyun woke up in the darkness.
“Hngh… ugh….”
His throat, raw from screaming all night, let out a hoarse, metallic sound. Jaehyun pushed himself up with both hands against the car seat. His lower back ached sharply.
The pitch-black interior of the car was devoid of light. Jaehyun seemed to realize he was alone, his anxious eyes darting around. But soon, he slumped back onto the seat, his body limp.
Jaehyun’s exhausted mind was on the verge of slipping back into sleep. Then, his body began to tingle. After a week of endless orgies every evening, his hole twitched expectantly, like Pavlov’s dog salivating at the sound of a bell—craving cock.
“Huu…”
Normally, men would have swarmed him by now, eagerly fucking him. But Jaehyun’s body, addicted to their cocks, began to burn with desire. His urethra ached, and his hole felt empty, itching for something to fill it.
Jaehyun curled up, trying to endure it, but he couldn’t hold back. He reached out and grabbed his rock-hard cock. Pre-cum oozed from the tip of his urethra, slicking his hand as he stroked himself.
“Huu, ugh… unngh!”
Jaehyun moved his hand slowly at first, then faster as he neared climax.
“Huu, hngh… uuuhngh…!”
But soon, Jaehyun let out a frustrated whimper, tears streaming down his flushed face. No matter how much he jerked himself off, he couldn’t reach orgasm. His body was in heat, desperate for pleasure, but the lukewarm sensation left him restless.
Finally, Jaehyun reached his other hand down and began fingering his own hole. It was already slick with anticipation.
“Huu… ugh, unngh.”
The squelching sounds filled the dark car. The dry interior grew damp with Jaehyun’s lewd heat.
Jaehyun worked both hands desperately, trying to force himself to climax. It was as if his body had been conditioned to only cum when his ass was being fucked—only when his hole was filled did he feel that sharp, electric pleasure.
“Ah, ah, ha, ahnngh…!”
His hole, already loose from use, swallowed his fingers without resistance. Jaehyun pushed three fingers inside, pressing against his piercings, rubbing and teasing them. Still not satisfied, he thrust his fingers deeper, stabbing at his prostate like a cock.
“Ah, huu, unngh, haaang…!”
Every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, like an animal in heat. Jaehyun writhed, moaning.
Suddenly, the back door of the car swung open with a clunk.
Jaehyun jolted upright, staring at the door. Two unfamiliar men, around his age, were looking down at him. One of them, Hyeonwoo, muttered blankly, “Wow… what the fuck…”
Hyeonwoo and Sanghoon were college friends who had rented a place in the countryside for a night of fun during their break. But the unfamiliar rural roads were impossible to navigate, even with GPS, and the night grew darker and scarier by the minute.
After wandering the empty roads for a while, they spotted a car parked on the side with its hazard lights on. Hoping for help, they pulled up behind it. Hyeonwoo and Sanghoon, hesitating, tapped on the driver’s window—only to find the car empty. Just as they were about to turn back, they heard strange noises. Wet, squelching sounds and lewd moans seeped faintly from the crack in the car door. Hyeonwoo swallowed hard and looked at Sanghoon.
“Hey… is someone in the back seat?”
At Hyeonwoo’s words, Sanghoon turned on his phone’s flashlight. After a glance at Hyeonwoo, he nervously shone the light through the backseat window.
What they saw was Jaehyun, naked, fingering his own hole and moaning. Sanghoon, mesmerized, flung the back door open. Hyeonwoo, who had been about to stop him with a “Hey, hey!”, just stared blankly at Jaehyun.
“What the hell… is he masturbating with his ass?”
Sanghoon swallowed hard as he took in Jaehyun’s body.
“Shit, it says cum dump—he’s begging for cock.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
