“…!”
Icanoth’s upper body almost jumped up. Even though he felt fear from the stimulation received simultaneously from two places and tried to avoid it, it was already stuck to his flesh and wouldn’t come off. Leaving the suspended body to shake precariously, Andrea looked behind.
“It got so dirty in just a moment.”
He scraped up the fluid flowing down the thighs, and similarly looked at the wet glans. Though he hadn’t ejaculated, it didn’t appear much different from ejaculation from behind. Andrea’s hand touched there too, rolling in circles.
“Hic, uungh—”
“I can’t help what comes out the back, but the front is different.”
“What…?”
The penis entered completely into his hand. The action of stroking from bottom to top continued a couple of times, and it took a moment to realize that until now, when being caressed by Andrea, he hadn’t been held this way. The coolness of metal touched the glans in succession.
“Ah. Huah… uuuungh… hu, ungh… ak!”
As if finding its place to enter. And then suddenly it went all the way in. The metal rod with ridges scraped down the narrow urethra as it descended. Andrea, who had been holding the ring at the top part with his finger, slightly lifted the ring as if to remove his finger, then thrust it back in.
“Hic… haa, keup… hu. uunp. Uuuu—”
“I should have brought a longer one. It seems like it could go in further.”
After whispering nonchalantly beside someone who couldn’t even breathe, something even longer indeed caught his eye. How far had the urethral plug he just inserted gone? He touched Icanoth’s erect penis to gauge that point. It seemed to have come about halfway.
“Huu. Uungh. Hic. Hu… aah… n-no, I don’t like it. This… ah!”
“…”
The hand that was about to check stopped, and approached the pale cheek.
“Ah… Andrea-ssi, hi… ple…”
“I’ll be back after finishing my work. See you later.”
He kissed him there and didn’t touch him anymore. The sound of the door closing was heard in less than ten seconds.
“Hauu… ah, up—”
When Andrea’s footsteps disappeared, pitch-black silence circled around. The sound from the device continued steadily, and while Icanoth moaned and suffered as he received forced pleasure, there was no one around. His body, deeply immersed in the quietness filled only with pleasure, screamed.
* * *
<This contract has no set time limit.>
<Andrea Carp fully guarantees the safety and physical health of the counterpart, and all medical expenses incurred after the contract takes effect shall be Andrea Carp’s responsibility.>
<The above responsibility applies equally to all subsequent financial responsibilities.>
How much had the damages from the confidential leak been again? Though he couldn’t remember, what was certain was that it was an amount Icanoth could never earn no matter what he did his entire life, an amount he wouldn’t even dare to think about.
<Agreeing to the contents within the contract, _____ absolutely obeys Andrea Carp.>
Extending a contract that was extremely simple, and rolling a pen over it, Andrea said.
‘Sign it, Icanoth.’
It was not long after writing the contract, filling in the empty space with his name and signing it. About a week had passed? Or was it two weeks?
‘I’ll stop when you realize you’ve done wrong.’
Though not tied up, he couldn’t even step back, pressed down by fiercely fluctuating pheromones. Nevertheless, at that time, he at least had the strength left to glare at him. Compared to now, it was a great resistance.
But the scales were tilted from the beginning, meaning that the loser was predetermined. Icanoth couldn’t win against Andrea. He was violated to the extent that he couldn’t even remember what had happened. It was nauseating enough to make his insides twist.
The front, the back, being sucked and pounded by him until it was painful, only then did he barely mutter one phrase. ‘I did wrong.’ Of course, he couldn’t speak properly. The pronunciation leaked out, and mixed with crying, it was a sentence difficult to understand even to his own ears. Only after saying that for quite some time did Andrea, who hadn’t said a single word throughout, answer.
‘Yes, well done.’
It was the sentence he wanted. Would Andrea release him this time too only after hearing the same words? Icanoth, thinking with his hazy mind, opened his eyes. He couldn’t see ahead. His eyes were still covered.
“Hu, ung… uungh.”
Whether it should be called fortunate. The device had stopped. But since it was still filling him inside, his lower part wasn’t comfortable. With just a little force, the weight and sensation of the device inside was felt heavily. Seeing that it wasn’t coming out, it seemed to be fixed somewhere on his body. Even though he thought there was nothing more to despair about… his exhaled breath was acrid.
“Hauu… ugh. Uu, damn it…”
He twisted his wrist part diligently in case his arm might slip out. Pulling, shaking it left and right, all was in vain. He stopped only when his wrist began to ache somewhat, and then other areas gradually bothered him. The sensation hadn’t just dulled while he was unconscious. The rod inside the suction cup attached to his chest was rotating very slowly. It was similar to when fabric touches and then detaches, but it was a more distinct sensation.
“Ah…?!”
Suddenly the suction cup came off. Since it had been sucking his chest tightly, there was slight pain when it detached, but also pleasure that jumped up white. The sensation that rang out long soon went down to the urethra.
“Uungh…”
Perhaps due to the ridges, the more his lower body twisted, the more the plug collided in the narrow passage, revealing its presence. When stimulation was applied to his chest, there was similarly a response there too. It hurt. Feeling orgasm yet unable to release, he was frantic, feeling like he might go crazy.
“Huup, ugh… ha… auungh.”
Even trying to press his thighs together and rub them, since it couldn’t affect the penis, it was only a futile movement. Asserting that there was no lucky chance of it coming out,
“…?!”
It was then. After sensing a presence right in front of him, his cheek was cradled by a person’s hand. His face was pulled forward, and naturally his center of gravity tilted. It felt like being sucked into darkness.
“Huk…!”
“It’s me, Icanoth.”
Unlike his sinking heart, the voice was even refreshing, and he had no energy to be displeased. One finger. Or two. The hand that brushed under his chin went down like a flowing stream. It was very slow, and occasionally stayed in one place.
“Suddenly I had such a thought.”
“Hu, uu, ungh, uuuhup… ah…”
His chest, wet with sweat, rose and fell. Andrea, having touched him with his hand, unconsciously burst into laughter. Because it seemed like he was pushing his body into his palm. And that wasn’t just a feeling. It seemed like he was acting coquettishly. Icanoth’s heated breath tickled Andrea. Sometimes, even his breath was pheromones.
“If I identify myself, would you feel relieved? Or would you make a displeased expression?”
Whichever the answer was, it was unknown now. Because Icanoth was waiting for him.
More precisely, for the help of another who would liberate him from this situation. So the question remained unresolved, wandering at Andrea’s fingertips. The color and touch of Icanoth’s skin at those fingertips were sensual. The more he touched there, the more Icanoth let out faint moans.
“Does your breath heat up now just by my touch grazing you? I’m not planning to do anything yet.”
Andrea, who had been caressing the smooth back as if playing an instrument, stopped his touch at the center and seemed to whisper something more, but then didn’t say anything further. Icanoth couldn’t hear what he was saying either. His own sounds covered Andrea’s small, gentle voice.
“Hauugh, ahh… hup…”
“How lewd your chest has become.”
Red marks in an oval shape remained on the skin that had been sucked. It looked as if he was wearing lewd underwear, and what about the nipples that had been continuously sucked and caressed? Though it was displeasing that they hadn’t become this way from being held in his mouth, the nipples that had taken a form that made the observer greedy were very good.
“If Icanoth saw this, he might cry loudly.”
They were swollen. The areolas protruded more prominently than ever. Stopping his appreciation and touching them, it was evident that including the area that had been sucked, the body temperature was higher than other places.
“Uuhic. Hu…uu!”
The sensitivity went without saying. Even just the pretense of grasping them made him restless with surging pleasure.
“It wasn’t about stopping the breast milk. If so, even now, I could have enjoyed the pleasure of extracting plenty. What a shame.”
It wasn’t like there was absolutely no way to make it come out again. Since he had been cautioned by the doctor that it could happen again if excessive pheromones were poured out.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
