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“Alright, then from now on… when you’re like this—naked, not wearing any clothes—you don’t call me ‘mister’ anymore. You call me ‘Master.’ Understood?”
If Hyeonjun’s hypnosis trigger was “darling,” then Jihun’s was “Master.” Jihun nodded frantically, pleading with Hyeontae.
“Yes, Master… Please, Master, hurry…”
“Stand up and follow me.”
Hyeontae’s tone shifted from gentle to coldly commanding—the same voice he used with his employees. He led Jihun to the bathroom, uncuffed his wrist, and handed him a razor.
“Shave off every last pubic hair on your dick. And keep it that way from now on.”
“Sh-shave it?”
“Yes.”
Jihun hesitated before quickly sitting on the bathroom floor, gripping his cock in one hand and the razor in the other. Hyeontae kindly handed him shaving cream and added,
“If you shave it all clean, I’ll let you cum for cheap.”
Jihun’s stiff fingers moved urgently. The razor scraped away hair as foam lathered his skin. The lubricant inside the chastity cage burned fiercely against his urethra. He tried desperately not to stimulate himself as he shaved.
“Make sure you shave your balls clean too. Wash up when you’re done, then come out. I’ll take it off for you.”
Hyeontae casually dropped a towel beside Jihun and left.
“Ugh… Nnngh…”
The unfamiliar process took far longer than expected, and Jihun’s impatience grew. Finally, after shaving every last hair, he turned on the water and rinsed his cock.
“Agh—! Ah, ugh, nn—!”
His cock, limp from the shaving, suddenly throbbed to full erection under the hot water—the lubricant reacting to the heat. Jihun doubled over, trembling, before turning off the water. His cock was now perfectly smooth, fully exposed. Leaning against the wall to catch his breath, he stumbled out in an awkward crouch.
“What, did shaving your pubes turn you on or something?”
Hyeontae had been watching Hyeonjun feed the slime. He glanced at Jihun, beckoning him closer, then slowly pulled out the urethral plug.
“Ah… Nnngh, ahh, ah—”
Jihun bit his lip in agony as Hyeontae teased him—pulling the plug out just enough before pushing it back in.
“…!”
Jihun’s body locked up, unable to even scream. The cruel in-and-out motion repeated. Hyeontae called to Hyeonjun, who was being ravaged by the slime—nipples, ass, urethra, all violated at once.
“Hyeonjun, Jihun’s about to cum for you.”
At the word “cum,” Hyeonjun crawled on all fours to Jihun’s feet, his body still trembling from the slime’s assault. Only then did Hyeontae stop toying with him and fully remove the urethral plug.
“Hah—!”
The moment it came out, Jihun’s cum erupted—splattering all over Hyeonjun’s face. Hyeonjun didn’t flinch, catching the cum in his hands and licking it up greedily. Jihun’s vision whited out, his first orgasm in three weeks hitting him like a monsoon after a drought.
“Haa… Huu, hah—”
He collapsed to the floor, body shuddering as waves of pleasure wracked him. It was the most intense orgasm of his life.
“Look at you… cumming like a slut, completely out of it.”
Hyeontae wiped Jihun’s cock with a tissue and re-locked the chastity cage. Jihun tried to protest, but no words came out.
Ignoring his friend’s distress, Hyeonjun—still dripping with cum—licked every last drop from his arms, his body heating up again from the slime’s violations. Hyeontae stroked his son’s head approvingly before turning back to Jihun with feigned concern.
“Jihun, why do you look like that?”
Jihun stared blankly at his caged cock. After all that suffering, he was locked up again. The brief taste of freedom had made his heart race—now the cage already felt suffocating. His freshly shaved, exposed cock looked foreign.
“H-how much longer do I have to wear this…? Master… I don’t like this…”
“Did you think becoming a full-time employee would be easy? Nothing in life is. Earning someone else’s money is hard work. Hmm… I figured you were handling it well since you hadn’t complained.”
Jihun shook his head frantically. Hyeontae pondered for a moment before speaking.
“But our company policy does prioritize hiring modest employees. If you can’t even wear a chastity cage, how can I trust you not to spread your legs for just anyone? Just come find me when you want it unlocked.”
“B-but what if I want it off every day…?”
Jihun had already fantasized about ripping the cage off countless times. Hyeontae shrugged, as if it were no big deal.
“Then just come see me every day.”
“Really…? Even if that’s not modest…?”
“Of course not. You’re already proving how modest you are by wearing it. Oh, but if I’m busy or tied up with work… well, some days might not work. Still, I don’t usually do overtime, so I’ll give you my personal number later. Let me know if you’re coming.”
At this point, Jihun’s mind was practically under complete control. He didn’t question the absurd policies—instead, he worried he wasn’t qualified enough. Hyeontae decided to test him further.
“Well… it is tough. You’re not just a cocksucker—you’re also obsessed with getting fucked in public. Oh right, and you love giving it too.”
“Th-that’s—”
“I locked you up for your own good. Understand? Now, help Hyeonjun out a bit.”
Cutting off further questions, Hyeontae implanted another suggestion—Jihun craves outdoor sex. Now, any sexual stimulus outside would trigger an irresistible urge. And with the chastity cage, he’d be constantly stimulated.
“H-how do I help?”
“Today’s a special day, so we’ll need to be careful. Hold Hyeonjun’s legs open from behind so he can’t close them.”
Hyeontae positioned Jihun to pin Hyeonjun’s legs apart from behind. The slime still squirmed inside him, pistoning relentlessly. Hyeonjun’s erect cock was fully exposed, gripped by the slime as it drained his cum.
“Looks like it’s about to lay its eggs.”
Hyeontae’s curiosity wasn’t about real pregnancy—just how Hyeonjun would react to the illusion. After weeks of feeding on cum, the once-transparent slime had turned murky. This was the company’s prized prototype: after consuming enough semen, it “laid” egg-like pellets. The slime’s body bulged as the eggs traveled down its tube.
“Nnngh—! Ah, y-yes, darling…! Something’s going inside, ugh—!”
The unnatural sensation of eggs being forced into him made Hyeonjun thrash, but Jihun held his legs firmly. The slime pulsed, depositing four unevenly sized eggs. They weren’t real—just a hyper-realistic toy designed to mimic the feeling. (Actual body-altering tech was, of course, illegal.)
The only downside? The tentacle didn’t actually impregnate—it just dissolved the eggs over days. Still, Hyeonjun’s stomach swelled slightly, visible on his slender frame. Once the eggs were inside, the slime returned to its clear, docile state, leaving Hyeonjun panting in Jihun’s arms, drenched in sweat.
“Haa… Darling… I’m finally… pregnant, right…?”
He caressed his belly, feeling the faint bulge. Hyeontae smiled artificially.
“Yes, you’re pregnant. Congratulations, Hyeonjun.”
“Darling…”
Tears welled in Hyeonjun’s eyes—he truly believed his lifelong wish had come true. Hyeontae noted how deeply the hypnosis had taken root; he wasn’t just suggestible, he’d fully internalized these values.
“Jihun, thanks for helping. Hyeonjun, you need to take good care of yourself now.”
The eggs would press against his prostate, making him aroused at the slightest movement. Despite the slime draining him, Hyeonjun’s cock remained hard.
“Since you helped, you can have Hyeonjun’s cock. Actually, you’ve been eyeing it this whole time, haven’t you?”
Jihun had been conditioned to crave sucking cock at the sight of one. He didn’t hide it, nodding eagerly.
“Yes… I really want to suck it. Thank you… Master.”
The dynamic was solidifying—Jihun as the obedient slave who called him Master. He laid Hyeonjun down and mounted him, immediately taking his cock into his mouth with wet, eager sounds. Hyeontae watched approvingly, stroking Jihun’s head like a prized pet.
—What a perfect picture.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
