- Performance Hall
Jaehyun slowly opened his eyes. The cold air brushing against his skin sent shivers down his spine. He could feel someone’s gaze on him, and when he lifted his head slightly, he saw the President standing there, a cigarette in his mouth, staring at him.
“Tsk. Couldn’t hold back and let some random dick fuck you, huh?”
The President scolded Jaehyun. He had only stepped out for a moment to stretch his legs, and when he returned, Jaehyun was passed out, his body filled with cum. He knew Jaehyun was obsessed with cock, but the idea that he had let a stranger fuck him in such a short time was absurd.
The President silently watched Jaehyun’s naked body, exposed with both back doors left open. He flicked his cigarette away, crushing it under his shoe, then got back into the car and slammed the door shut. Jaehyun flinched at the sound, his body tensing as he watched the President’s movements.
“You’ll get all the cock you want there soon enough. Just wait a little longer.”
The President said without looking back. Jaehyun’s lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he just curled up in the backseat and closed his eyes again.
The car drove along a quiet national highway before turning onto a bumpy, unpaved road surrounded by dense trees. The uneven stones jostled the car violently. Jaehyun, who had dozed off, groaned and opened his eyes at the harsh vibrations.
The road through the eerily dark forest eventually led to a faint light in the distance. Jaehyun cautiously sat up and peered ahead. The small light soon revealed itself to be a grand mansion, oddly opulent in the middle of the woods. The tall iron fence surrounding the estate hinted at the strange things happening inside.
The President stopped the car in front of the gate and pressed the red button beside it. A beep sounded, followed by a cold male voice through the speaker.
“Who is it?”
“Ju Hyeongjin. I’ve brought a new recruit.”
The heavy iron gate creaked open without another word. The President’s car slid inside. After passing through the main gate, the President drove to a slightly shabby back entrance and parked. As soon as the car stopped, the back door opened, and a man in a tuxedo stepped out.
“Manager, it’s been a while.”
The President gave the man a slight bow and extended his hand. The man shook it lightly and replied with a smile.
“Indeed. Is that the new recruit?”
The Manager leaned to glance inside the car. The President answered confidently.
“Yes. The best quality hole I’ve ever seen.”
“Well, I’ve never been disappointed with the holes you bring. He’ll meet the seniors today.”
The Manager chuckled. The President smiled along.
“Then, I’ll take him in now. You should stay and watch the show. There’s an initiation for the new hole later…”
“I’ll do that. I’ll wait in the performance hall, then.”
“Good. We’ll prepare him well, so look forward to it.”
After the brief exchange, the President opened the back door. The Manager, standing in front of the open door, nodded in satisfaction at Jaehyun’s body.
“Follow me.”
The Manager gave the short command and walked toward the back door. Jaehyun hesitated, looking at the President, who nodded toward the Manager. Only then did Jaehyun scramble out and follow the Manager.
The President watched until Jaehyun disappeared through the back door, then got back into the car and drove out of the eerie silence.
***
The Manager strode confidently down the long hallway. Jaehyun, unfamiliar with the space, looked around nervously. Rooms with unsettling names—”Experiment Room,” “Punishment Room,” “Modification Room”—lined the corridor. Though the opaque doors hid their interiors, faint screams seemed to echo in Jaehyun’s ears.
The Manager stopped in front of the innermost door. A large sign read “Waiting Room.” With a creak, the Manager slowly opened the door, revealing a spacious hall that resembled a gymnasium. Jaehyun squinted at the bright light, but his eyes soon widened in shock. The moment the door opened, screams of agony and ecstasy flooded the hallway.
“Do you like it? They’re all practicing hard for our performance.”
Unnatural orgies unfolded everywhere. Some were not even human, their bodies grotesquely altered as they writhed in pleasure. Countless people gathered, each indulging in their own pleasure, yet none of them appeared normal.
“Watch closely. This might be your job later.”
Jaehyun took a hesitant step forward, his eyes wide as he surveyed the scene. The Manager chuckled and turned Jaehyun’s shoulder, pointing out the sights.
“That hole over there is from Germany. He’s so high on drugs he’s lost his mind. Doesn’t even know who’s behind him. Give him drugs, and he gets so horny he shakes his ass, looking for the perfect cock.”
As the Manager spoke, a pale foreign man was being fucked by an unidentified black beast. His arms and legs were folded and bound with leather straps, making him look like a four-legged animal. He moaned, his body completely at the mercy of the beast thrusting into him from behind.
“Anyway, if you give them drugs, they’ll suck anything, even a dog’s dick. Hah!”
The Manager laughed heartily. Upon closer inspection, a black muzzle gag was stuffed in the man’s mouth. The stark contrast of the black tools against his pale skin made them seem even more menacing. The beast behind him thrust wildly, its hips moving grotesquely as it fucked him mercilessly.
The beast’s cock, glimpsed occasionally, was abnormally large for its size. It showed no mercy, ramming its massive cock into the man, who screamed in pain before suddenly crying out in ecstasy.
“Ngh, hng, mmpf, woof…!”
The man seemed to enjoy swallowing the beast’s cock, his green, unfocused eyes lost in a drugged haze. He drooled, his throat raw from screaming in pleasure, his body trembling as he took every brutal thrust.
“Ah, and look over there. That’s the pride of our show.”
The Manager grabbed Jaehyun’s head and turned it, pointing. Jaehyun followed the Manager’s finger.
Three men were strapped to wooden boards, their limbs secured. They thrashed violently, screaming as if their lives depended on it. The man on the far left seemed to have lost consciousness, his head thrown back, tears streaming from his swollen eyes.
“Aaaah! A, hah, aaah…!”
“Ah, hi, hiik, hik, hik!”
A muscular man walked between them, holding a syringe. The Manager explained before the man could act.
“That’s just cold water. If you inject it into the urethra, they’ll piss themselves empty. Watch.”
Before the Manager finished, the man grabbed the leftmost man’s cock and inserted the syringe into his urethra. The man’s urethra was already stretched open, accepting the thick needle without resistance.
The man didn’t even react to the needle invading his urethra, his head lolling. But when the icy water was brutally injected, he jolted awake, screaming in agony.
“Hng… ugh… HAAAAAACK! Ah, haaaack, kyaaaack!”
More water than he had ever pissed before forced its way into his urethra. His bladder swelled painfully, his neck veins bulging as he screamed. His entire body stiffened, enduring the unbearable sensation.
The man pressed the plunger all the way in, then ruthlessly pulled the needle out. Before the needle was even fully removed, a transparent mixture of water and pre-cum exploded from the man’s urethra.
“Kuh… ugh, ugh, hng…”
He couldn’t even scream, his mouth hanging open as he made a guttural sound. The foreign liquid filling his bladder brought a pleasure akin to orgasm, numbing his brain.
His cock continued to spurt liquid, the powerful stream arcing onto the floor.
“At first, they think they’re going to die, but later, they get addicted to pissing like that. They’ll beg to have both holes stuffed full.”
The Manager crossed his arms, watching the scene. As he said, the man on the far left screamed in pain, while the others moaned in ecstasy even as the needle invaded their urethras and the icy water filled their bladders.
When the needle was removed and they were allowed to release, they even smiled, straining their abdomens to push out the liquid, crying out in bliss.
“Haaang, ah, ah, haaack…!”
“Kuh, hiiik, i, hng, aaaang…!”
Jaehyun watched, his breath hitching, his own bladder feeling full. His stomach twitched, his urethra tingling. His legs crossed involuntarily, his breathing growing ragged.
Suddenly, a high-pitched scream pierced the air behind him. Jaehyun instinctively turned to find the source.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
