It felt strange. Even though it wasn’t a cock penetrating him, a strange, electrifying thrill surged through his body. His insides grew slick far quicker than usual, and soon, thick, sticky pre-cum clung to the rod.
With every slow pull of the long rod, obscene squelching noises filled the room—squelch, squelch! Watching the sticky strands stretch and snap, Park Se-yul began stroking faster.
“You’re leaking so much pre-cum. Huh? Answer me.”
“Hngh, ah, ah…! Team Leader… please, stop…”
“I told you, Eun-jo. This part of you needs punishment too.”
Every time it plunged deep and pulled back, his mind teetered closer to the edge. Eun-jo writhed uncontrollably, his hips bucking—smack! A heavy hand came down hard on his ass.
“Hahhh…! Please, I’m begging you!”
The sting in his skin, the numb ache spreading through his thighs—it all twisted into raw, overwhelming pleasure. The sensation wasn’t quite like being fucked by a cock, but it was just as intense. Squirming, desperate, Eun-jo begged.
“Please, hngh…! I was wrong…! Hngh, hngh…!”
“What exactly did you do wrong?”
“Hngh, hngh! I—I used my hole in such a dirty way, hngh…! You told me not to come back marked, eek! I’m sorry, hahhh…!”
His words trailed off, a mess of guilt and desire spilling from trembling lips. Instead of lecturing him further, Park Se-yul simply spread his plump cheeks apart. Between them, he conjured a square piece of ice.
“Uhngh!”
The sudden cold made Eun-jo jolt and twitch. Glancing down in panic, he saw the unmistakable glint of ice. Only then did he remember Park Se-yul’s ability.
Ice Formation. That meant he could summon dozens—hundreds—of ice cubes, right here, right now.
“No, hngh, don’t put that in…! Hahhhh…!”
The icy cube pressed against his entrance, forcing it open. The shock of cold hadn’t even fully registered before the hard edge slid inside, stretching him wide and pressing deeper.
“Phew… fuck.”
“Hngh, ugh, ahhh…! My stomach—it’s full…!”
One, then another, and another—before he could count, five solid blocks of ice had been stuffed inside him. The cold was unbearable, like his entire body might freeze over. His belly churned, his lower abdomen visibly swelling. For anyone else, the pain would’ve been too much. But Eun-jo, still high from the aphrodisiac, felt only pure, mind-breaking bliss.
Moaning uncontrollably, he clenched around the invading cold.
“Hngh, hngh… ah, ah…”
Between his trembling, pink hole, the ice cubes appeared and disappeared, pushed in and pulled by the natural spasms of his body. Park Se-yul watched, mesmerized—Eun-jo looked like he was giving birth, his lower belly rounded, wet from melted ice. The sight of him writhing, leaking, full to the brim was enough to make his own cock throb painfully.
Droplets of ice-cold water dripped endlessly from his stretched hole.
Muttering curses under his breath, Park Se-yul lifted Eun-jo up from where he’d been lying limp.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…! Hngh, I won’t—hngh—I won’t do it again…!”
Thinking it was finally over, Eun-jo burst into tears and clung to him, arms wrapped tightly around Park Se-yul’s neck. He nestled his cheek against the man’s solid chest—but just then, Park Se-yul’s hands gripped his round ass with force.
His entrance gave way, and one of the ice cubes slipped partway out.
“Hic!”
Startled, Eun-jo tightened his hold, trembling. Park Se-yul bit down lightly on his earlobe and whispered close to his ear.
“If I put it in, you push it out, Eun-jo.”
The firm command echoed in his ears.
His vision blurred. Gasping for air, Eun-jo looked down. Between his thick cheeks, he could see a corner of the ice peeking out.
“Hngh, what… what am I supposed to do…?”
Sniffling, he tried pushing down, and the sharp-edged cube wobbled, half in and half out. Hngh, no… Shaking his head desperately, he looked up at Park Se-yul.
“Ah, no, I can’t…! Hngh, please, no…!”
“Didn’t you say you wanted punishment?”
Park Se-yul braced his waist with one arm and brought the rod he’d been using back to Eun-jo’s entrance, murmuring low.
“You said you wanted to be punished, didn’t you?”
“Hngh… yes, yes…”
“Then when I tell you to spread, you spread. When I say push, you push.”
At that moment, the rod pressed into him. Already stuffed with ice, his hole stretched mercilessly around the intrusion as the long rod sank in without pause.
With the ice still inside, Park Se-yul twisted the rod in a wide circle, stirring it deep within. Eun-jo’s belly bulged visibly, the jagged edges of the ice scraping against sensitive walls.
“Hahhh! Ugh—Team Leader! Ah, ahhh!”
Startled by the intensity, Eun-jo clung to him, but Park Se-yul didn’t slow down. He thrust the rod like a cock, in and out, up and down. Melted ice trickled down between Eun-jo’s cheeks, acting like lubricant. Despite his pleas, his body clung to the rod, as if craving more.
“Ahhh! Ugh, ha, ah! Hngh!”
Even with tears streaming down his face, his trembling hips moved in sync, lewd and shameless.
“What a filthy little bitch…”
Cursing under his breath, Park Se-yul carried him over to the desk. He laid Eun-jo face down and drove the rod in with relentless force, venting his anger through every motion.
Not satisfied with shallow thrusts, he shoved the rod deep and churned it violently. The wet squelching sounds of his insides being stirred filled the room. The ice scraped mercilessly against his walls, making Eun-jo scream and throw his head back.
“Ahhhhh! Ugh—it’s gonna burst—my stomach! Hngh! Ah, ahhh!”
It felt like his belly might split open. Realizing it wouldn’t stop until he pushed the ice out, Eun-jo reached back, grabbing his hand.
“Hahh… I’ll do it… Ugh, hngh…! Team Leader…!”
“Are you going to push?”
“Yes, yes…! Ahhhh…!”
Only then did Park Se-yul slowly withdraw the rod buried inside him.
“Haaah…”
As the thick rod slid out, a breathy moan escaped Eun-jo’s lips. His whole body trembled.
Even dazed, he instinctively presented himself. He pressed his chest flat against the desk, raised his hips high, and turned to look back, spreading his cheeks open with both hands.
“Hngh, hngh…”
He looked back at Park Se-yul with an expression that mixed unbearable shame with desperate submission. A glimmer sparked in Park Se-yul’s eyes.
“Eun-jo.”
“Hngh, hngh…”
The command came again. Eun-jo, sobbing quietly, finally shut his eyes tight.
And then—resolute—he spread himself wider. His swollen, abused entrance was fully exposed, and little by little, the glint of ice began to emerge from inside. Biting his lip, Eun-jo started to push.
“Hngh, ah, ahhh…”
His reddened entrance stretched to its absolute limit. The smooth flesh below quivered, soft skin bulging slightly as his insides contracted. With the ice halfway out, Eun-jo gasped, panting for breath.
Just a little more. Just a little more. Gritting his teeth, he bore down with all his strength. The lodged ice forced his hole wider—then finally dropped to the floor with a dull thud.
“Hahhhh… ah, ahhh…”
Legs trembling uncontrollably, Eun-jo wailed in a voice thick with shame and strange release. A flood of unfamiliar emotions swelled inside him—humiliation, vulnerability, and the disturbing pleasure of having pushed out something that had been buried deep within. Not only had he been filled… now he was expelling it. Just like Park Se-yul had said—he really was nothing more than a used-up rag.
He slumped forward, resting his head against the desk, trying to catch his breath.
But then—a firm pressure settled on his back. Turning his head weakly, he saw Park Se-yul standing behind him.
“I’ll help you.”
With a firm stance, Park Se-yul brought both hands to Eun-jo’s lower abdomen and pressed down hard. His insides, uneven and distended, were forcefully compressed. The intense pressure sent a shock of pain through him, making Eun-jo scream, lungs seizing as he gasped for air.
“Uaaah! Aah!”
As the ice was pushed down in a single wave, his hole stretched even wider to accommodate the sudden intrusion. Two—no, three—cubes with sharp edges began to force their way out.
Park Se-yul held him steady, lifting one buttock with his other hand as the jagged ice peeked through.
