“Always so lewd and foolish.”
Choi Sang-hyuk muttered, clicking his tongue in disapproval. A flicker of disappointment crossed Seo Ha-yoon’s eyes, but it was fleeting. Seo Ha-yoon began to twist his waist, squirming in his bindings.
Clearly, this was Ha Jun-seo’s taste.
But the sight of Seo Ha-yoon, bound and writhing with his slim, pale waist, was undeniably arousing.
Choi Sang-hyuk watched, hiding his growing desire as Seo Ha-yoon struggled, initially glancing at Choi Sang-hyuk for a reaction. Over time, Seo Ha-yoon’s body trembled more intensely, his hips bucking slightly.
Choi Sang-hyuk finally noticed the muffled sounds Seo Ha-yoon was making, detecting an odd hum beneath them.
Raising an eyebrow, Choi Sang-hyuk saw Seo Ha-yoon’s pleading gaze. He uncrossed his arms and slowly approached the bed. From his new vantage point, he saw something previously hidden—a thin, wire-like cord.
“Mmm… mmm….”
A faint buzzing sound filled the air. Choi Sang-hyuk frowned slightly, lifting the cleverly concealed wire. Attached to it was a small, pink device with a single dial button.
Following the cord, Choi Sang-hyuk saw that it led to Seo Ha-yoon’s clenched entrance. He realized the source of the faint buzzing—a vibrator inserted inside Seo Ha-yoon.
“That bastard Ha Jun-seo….”
Choi Sang-hyuk gritted his teeth, hesitating before tugging on the cord. Seo Ha-yoon looked at him with desperate, pleading eyes, urging him on. Choi Sang-hyuk took in the sight: Seo Ha-yoon’s tear-filled eyes, his fully erect cock dripping with precum, and his entrance clenched around the vibrator. A smirk tugged at the corner of Choi Sang-hyuk’s mouth.
“Mmm…?”
Seo Ha-yoon urged him on, but Choi Sang-hyuk stood up, holding the pink vibrator’s remote. He smiled softly, a rare sight, as Seo Ha-yoon shook his head vigorously in protest.
“Since I received a gift, I should enjoy it thoroughly, right?”
“Mmm! Mmmmm!”
Seo Ha-yoon shook his head desperately. Choi Sang-hyuk toyed with the vibrator’s remote, speaking slowly.
“Did Ha Jun-seo persuade you that I would like this?”
At Choi Sang-hyuk’s question, Seo Ha-yoon nodded eagerly, as if begging for mercy.
“Was it Ha Jun-seo’s sweet talk that made you give in?”
Seo Ha-yoon nodded again.
“But you didn’t realize it would go this far until it was too late, right?”
“Mmm!”
Seo Ha-yoon nodded eagerly, his eyes gleaming with hope that Choi Sang-hyuk would somehow rescue him from this predicament.
“Your foolish, lewd body, always falling for his tricks…”
Choi Sang-hyuk trailed off, placing his thumb on the dial of the vibrator’s remote. He slowly turned it up, finishing his sentence.
“…needs to be disciplined.”
Bzzzzzzzzzzz—–
The vibrations intensified, and Seo Ha-yoon’s eyes widened in response.
“Hnnngh….”
His hips arched like a bowstring as the powerful vibrations hit him directly. Ha Jun-seo had expertly placed the device, ensuring it stimulated just the right spot. Seo Ha-yoon’s bound body writhed like a freshly caught fish, his hips bucking against the restraints.
“Mmmph! Mmm! Nnngghhh….”
His cock, tied tightly with a red ribbon, throbbed and leaked precum. Tears streamed down Seo Ha-yoon’s cheeks as he pleaded with his eyes for Choi Sang-hyuk to stop. But Choi Sang-hyuk merely turned the dial up further, gently wiping away Seo Ha-yoon’s tears with his thumb.
What should he do with this lover who begged for mercy with his eyes while his body reveled in the torment?
Choi Sang-hyuk was torn between ravaging Seo Ha-yoon immediately and prolonging the torment to teach him a lesson. He leaned down and kissed Seo Ha-yoon’s tear-streaked face.
“Do you want to come?”
Choi Sang-hyuk teased.
Seo Ha-yoon nodded desperately, his eyes filled with pleading. Choi Sang-hyuk could understand his desperation. The mere sight of Seo Ha-yoon bound in leather was arousing enough, but with the vibrator stimulating him so perfectly, it must have been agonizing not to be able to release. The red ribbon tied around the base of his cock prevented him from climaxing, despite the overwhelming stimulation.
Seo Ha-yoon’s writhing form was incredibly enticing. Even Choi Sang-hyuk, who didn’t usually indulge in such tastes, found himself tempted. But the thought of Ha Jun-seo being the one to set this up infuriated him.
Choi Sang-hyuk gripped Seo Ha-yoon’s hair, locking eyes with him as he turned the dial even higher.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ—–!!!!
“Hnnnngghhh-mmmph!”
Seo Ha-yoon’s eyes rolled back, and a muffled cry escaped his lips. His hips bucked wildly, the only part of his body free to move. Suddenly, his body went rigid, suspended in the air as a powerful dry orgasm ripped through him. Choi Sang-hyuk watched intently, captivated by the sight of Seo Ha-yoon’s climax.
Seo Ha-yoon’s eyes widened briefly, flickering as if his consciousness had momentarily slipped away, before snapping back to reality. His entire body trembled in the aftermath of the orgasm, muscles quivering from the intense sensation.
“Enjoying my birthday present all by yourself, huh? Seo Ha-yoon, does your lewd body have any shame?”
Choi Sang-hyuk taunted, causing tears to well up in Seo Ha-yoon’s eyes, spilling over and rolling down his cheeks. The pitiful, aggrieved look in his eyes softened Choi Sang-hyuk’s resolve.
“Tch—”
Choi Sang-hyuk clicked his tongue, annoyed at himself for being swayed by a single tear. He turned off the vibrator’s remote and untied the leather strap binding Seo Ha-yoon’s head.
“Phew….”
With the gag removed, Seo Ha-yoon gasped for breath. Choi Sang-hyuk gently wiped the saliva from Seo Ha-yoon’s chin with a sheet, cleaning him up.
“Why did you take so long to untie me?”
Finally able to speak, Seo Ha-yoon complained, his eyes filled with reproach.
“Why are you blaming me when you got yourself tied up like this? Blame Ha Jun-seo for putting you in this state.”
Choi Sang-hyuk’s expression darkened as he thought of Ha Jun-seo, who had eagerly bound Seo Ha-yoon. Seo Ha-yoon flinched slightly, then looked up at Choi Sang-hyuk with a flush of arousal in his eyes.
“Please untie me quickly. I’ve been waiting like this for so long. My wrists hurt, my chest hurts, and my arms and legs are cramping…”
Seo Ha-yoon’s voice was laced with the lingering intensity of his recent orgasm, making his plea incredibly seductive.
“Sang-hyuk….”
Seo Ha-yoon rubbed his head against Choi Sang-hyuk’s arm, trying to appeal to his softer side. Choi Sang-hyuk gazed at him with a calculating look, pretending to consider his request. Then, he slowly turned the vibrator’s remote back on.
“Sang-hyuk?!”
As the vibrations resumed, Seo Ha-yoon’s body tensed, and his eyes widened in a mix of anticipation and dread. Choi Sang-hyuk leaned in, whispering in Seo Ha-yoon’s ear with feigned gentleness.
“I told you, I need to discipline you.”
“But….”
Bzzzzzzzzzzz—–
The vibrations intensified, and Seo Ha-yoon’s hips began to move in rhythm, his body responding instinctively to the stimulation.
“Ah… ah… no….”
His red lips parted, releasing a moan filled with both pleasure and protest.
Choi Sang-hyuk placed the remote on Seo Ha-yoon’s pale stomach, then lightly brushed his fingertips over Seo Ha-yoon’s erect, reddened nipple.
“Ah—!”
The slightest touch sent Seo Ha-yoon’s body convulsing, his hips bucking wildly as another wave of pleasure coursed through him. His body trembled, already on the brink of another dry orgasm from the relentless stimulation. Choi Sang-hyuk watched, captivated by the sight of Seo Ha-yoon’s struggle, torn between desire and the need for release.
“You’re so lewd.”
Choi Sang-hyuk taunted, but Seo Ha-yoon was still reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, unable to respond.
“Ah… no. Please don’t touch me. It feels too good, it’s torture.”
Seo Ha-yoon begged, looking back and forth between his own nipples and Choi Sang-hyuk, almost in tears.
“Please take it out. Quickly. Please. Okay?”
His pleading voice was filled with desperation.
Choi Sang-hyuk was torn between wanting to tease him further and wanting to relieve his discomfort.
“Please, Sang-hyuk. I’ll do anything you say, just please untie me.”
Seo Ha-yoon’s desperate plea was too much for Choi Sang-hyuk to resist. He clicked his tongue, annoyed at his own weakness for Seo Ha-yoon. With a careful touch that belied his irritated expression, he removed the clamps from Seo Ha-yoon’s nipples.
“Ah! Ah!”
Each release brought a moan from Seo Ha-yoon, a mix of relief and lingering pleasure.
Choi Sang-hyuk tossed the clamps aside and gazed at Seo Ha-yoon’s swollen, reddened nipples. They quivered under his gaze, as if responding to his mere attention.
“Untie my hands and feet too.”
Seo Ha-yoon pleaded, his voice laced with seduction. But Choi Sang-hyuk wasn’t ready to free him completely, his mischievous streak still wanting to play. Besides, he was enjoying the sight of Seo Ha-yoon like this too much to let it end so soon. It was a rare gift, after all.
Choi Sang-hyuk removed his shirt, revealing his muscular torso, and climbed onto the bed. Seo Ha-yoon watched him warily, a hint of fear in his eyes.
“Sang-hyuk…?”
Seo Ha-yoon called out tentatively as Choi Sang-hyuk leaned down and took one of his swollen nipples into his mouth, sucking hard.
“Ah…”
Seo Ha-yoon’s hips bucked as a wave of intense pleasure coursed through him. His body was even more sensitive than usual, every touch amplified by the previous torment. Choi Sang-hyuk’s lips and tongue on his nipple were almost too much to bear.
“No… please… it’s too much. Please stop… ah…”
Seo Ha-yoon begged, his body writhing as Choi Sang-hyuk continued to lavish attention on his nipples, sucking and licking and gently biting. He alternated between his mouth and fingers, driving Seo Ha-yoon to the brink of another orgasm.
“Ah… please, no more… ah… not there…”
The sounds of sucking and Seo Ha-yoon’s moans filled the air, a symphony of pleasure and desperation. Choi Sang-hyuk reveled in the power he held over Seo Ha-yoon’s body, pushing him to his limits and beyond.
