I had a sense of what he wanted to hear. With great effort, I barely managed to whisper a small reply.
“I’ll accept my punishment.”
The man tied my hands and made me lie face down on the floor. My arms were bound behind my back, making my shoulders and jaw ache from the strain. The wooden floor only made the pain worse. My legs were spread, and with the sound of him spitting, my hole was wet.
I couldn’t see what he was doing since I was supporting myself on my shoulders.
He opened a drawer and groped my buttocks several times before finally speaking to me.
“I’m going to put it in, so don’t tense up. You might get hurt.”
“W-what, ah, ah, just, just a second—Hiiik—!”
Something so large that it brought tears to my eyes rubbed against my hole a couple of times before forcing its way in. The rigid sensation made my knees, braced against the floor, tremble like a leaf. Even though only a little had entered, it hurt so much. I gritted my teeth so hard I thought my jaw would shatter. It felt even bigger than his monstrous cock. What could I compare it to? Right—it was as thick as his wrist.
“Haah—! Hah, ugh, ugh!”
Unrefined, scream-like moans burst out in succession.
The man didn’t hold back as he pushed it in. It felt like my insides were being torn apart. The pain, as if testing my limits, brought tears streaming down my cheeks and dripping from my chin.
It thrust deep inside me for a long time. When I couldn’t relax my hole from the pain, the man smacked my buttocks a few times. He took advantage of the moment my muscles loosened from the sharp pain to push it in further.
“It hurts…… Hah, it hurts…… Hng, it hurts……”
I kept whimpering that it hurt. Just as I thought his hand had finally stopped, I gasped for breath. The man swept my sweat-drenched hair, damp from the perspiration on my forehead, and pressed his cock against my weak waist, grinding as he whispered:
“Boring.”
“Ugh…… Ahh……”
With those words, what I thought was over suddenly rammed deep into my insides. I arched my toes and scratched the floor with my nails, screaming.
I forgot that there were ten-kilogram shackles on my feet and pounded the floor. Tears streamed down, and my vision blurred.
My eyes rolled back as I lost consciousness.
***
When I opened my eyes again, the man who had been pushing the tool into my ass was gone. In this position, with my face pressed against the floor, I couldn’t tell if he had left the room or was still beside me. The only certain thing was the loud vibration. It buzzed between my buttocks. Only then did I realize I had passed out with that disgusting vibrator inside me.
My pants were on, so it seemed the man had pulled them up after inserting the vibrator.
I didn’t know how much time had passed, but the vibrator was already halfway out of my hole. Even so, it was enormous. Pressed against my pants, it pistoned in and out, slipping further out whenever I tensed.
Each time, it pressed firmly against the sensitive spots inside me. I moaned lewdly, drooling and unconsciously shaking my hips. I didn’t feel shame or humiliation.
The vibrator was stimulating me irregularly. There was no way I could think straight. I reached climax again and again. My lower half was soaked. My pants, drenched in my cum, gradually slid down.
The vibrator, caught on my pants, kept them from falling completely. I was so focused on chasing the pleasure that I didn’t even notice my pants slipping down. This was a time of desperate struggle to satisfy the ecstasy.
My body went limp.
My waist trembled intermittently. Now, not even my toes had any strength left.
I was too exhausted. I furrowed my brow, my eyelids heavy. The pleasure was returning. My entire body burned with heightened sensitivity, and my breath quickened.
Even though there was nothing left to come out, my limp cock twitched and dripped clear fluid. I slowly opened and closed my eyes. The wrist-thick vibrator was still buzzing between my buttocks.
I rubbed my forehead against the cold floor, turning my head.
When I looked to the side, I saw something crawling on the floor.
A black body with dozens of legs wriggled up from the cracks in the wooden floor. I scowled at the sight. It was a bug with far too many legs, long and disgusting. I didn’t know its name, but it was revolting.
I slammed my body backward, away from it. The vibrator, still thrusting inside me, buzzed loudly. Moving my body with my hands tied behind my back was awkward. I couldn’t get away from the bug.
Worse, my entire body was drained of strength. I managed to crawl away like a snake, a few centimeters at a time, then tried to push myself up with my legs. I strained several times.
“Ugh…… Ugh……”
After five attempts, I finally managed to lift my upper body—only for the vibrator buried in my ass to push in even deeper.
“Haah, hah.”
My breath caught. Just lifting my torso made my mouth fall open. Drool dripped, and my waist jerked. It felt so good. I frowned, closed my eyes, and muttered to myself.
The pleasure was overwhelming. I opened my eyes, my vision blurred. The world was hazy, like fog, then flickered in different colors. My breath quickened, and my mind felt overloaded.
Yet I could still see the bugs writhing.
The bugs gradually gathered around me. The disgusting, squirming things began climbing up my legs. Even with the vibrator stirring inside me, I couldn’t do anything. I was terrified—they might crawl into every hole in my body.
Realizing I couldn’t endure this alone shattered my pride.
I let out a pained moan and finally called for the man.
“Help me……”
I mumbled, and as if he had been waiting, the man opened the door and entered.
He stepped on the filthy bugs, crushing them as he walked over and crouched in front of me. Then, as if overjoyed, he hugged me tightly.
He whispered in my ear:
“Now you need me?”
“Yes.”
“What should I do for you?”
“Fuck me. And get rid of these bugs. Let me out.”
The man chuckled deeply, then kissed my forehead.
“Anything you want.”
I clung to the man, escaping the wooden floor crawling with bugs. He laid me down properly on the bed.
“Ungh……!”
The vibrator jostled noisily inside me. A lewd voice escaped my ruined throat.
The man, his eyes flushed with desire, easily pulled down the pants that were halfway off my ass. As my buttocks spread, the thick vibrator, which had been wildly stirring inside my hole, was exposed. It twitched and puckered.
“Siwoo, you look so lewd right now.”
“Hng, hurry, take it out, ah.”
I begged, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Get this terrible thing out of me. Free me.
The man grabbed the end of the vibrator buried in my ass, and I convulsed, my eyes rolling back with tears. I flailed my arms, clutching and tearing at the sheets. Drool poured from my open mouth.
“It won’t let go. Look at your face—you’re rolling your eyes back, enjoying it. Do you really want it out? Huh? Is that what you want?”
“No…… Ah, no…… Ungh.”
“You don’t want it out? Should I put it back in?”
“No—! Hng, no. Take it out…… Ah, ah, nooo—!”
I was acting spoiled, clinging to him like a child, drawing out my words. The man scraped the end of the vibrator, then suddenly thrust it in with brutal force.
“Ngh—!”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
