CW for Chapter – CBT, imminent gangr*pe
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As he walks through his new company’s doors, half-heartedly giving empty greetings to the men and women whose line of sights were like hooks, Er Chun can only admire his fortitude in still being able to come to his studio today. However, the pain in his genitals, the overflowing fullness of his insides, as well as the stimulating desire within him tortures him ever so. Those around him casting gazes that seem to bear a strange demeanor towards him causes him to feel afraid. More accurately, afraid of being exposed. He’s fully aware just what it’ll stand for if the secret lying hidden on his body were to be discovered in this industry. Moreover, his prior company already made him well aware of the taste of suffering. Terror completely overwhelms him, but…
“I’m so sorry, I just don’t feel good. I need to excuse myself for a second.”
And with that blunt excuse, the pale looking Er Chun rushes out of the conference room with a slight stagger in his step. Truly, he can’t endure it any longer.
Fortunately for him, the bathroom was empty apart from him. Brought to a point of nearly crawling, he hides himself within a stall and gradually lowers himself to sit atop the toilet lid. Even though his movements were light and delicate, he still can’t help but let a light groan escape from him. Even compared to that of a woman, his breaths are truly more delicate and feminine.
“Ah…I.K…”
As he grits his teeth and undoes the zipper on his pants, Er Chun gives a derisive smile. It’s quite unlikely that anyone could even think that he’s actually quite well-groomed. Just who would’ve thought that a cute and charming young man such as himself can become such a sight for sore eyes.
That even an extremely over the top provocative butterfly bikini for women, one that you will normally find upon a hooker, is now covering his genitalia.
This is I.K’s hobby, making sure that Er Chun remembers at all times of the day just how much of a depraved slut he is. The exquisite lace is merely a vague decoration, hiding absolutely nothing at all, with a split down the middle of the bikini bottom…
As he takes a deep breath, he takes his hand and sticks it under the lace, the leather rope’s knot already growing moist. Two pitiful and small red balls are tied so tightly to such an extent that the blood vessels in them are distinctly visible; their swelling makes them look the same color as that of ripe red plums which gives them a seductive charm. Even though his cock is tied to a point that it’s unbearable to look upon, a milky white liquid mixes with the visible veins and unexpectedly dyes his tip’s silver ring. Of course, after he left his last company he was forced to wear it. It’s even a pair. The other one is right on his sphincter (1). I.K says that this is for the sake of certifying his chastity. He squirms more; just how is it possible to place the word ‘chastity’ on people like him? It’s simply another way to torment him and nothing else. If the goal is to make him obey, that one ruthless word does just the trick.
Don’t let me find out that you’ve let anyone use that perverted hole of yours again, or else say ‘goodbye’ to your sphincter.
Er Chun knows, I.K truly means what he says.
“Ah…ah…ah….”
From inside his hiding spot, lascivious moans grow unbearably evermore wanton. The thing on Er Chun torments him, yet a morbid arousal dominates and subjugates him as well in the moment. He forgets everything; his integrity; his dignity; his reputation; and even his own sanity…
This makes him disregard everything, however….
Bang!
“Ha, ya see now? Didn’t I tell you guys earlier that this little bitch’s a total slut?”
Does this light represent calamity? In the case of this specific one, that’s the case. Once that stall door was kicked open, Er Chun knew misfortune had come knocking. The salacious smiles his male coworkers bear look like that of a hunter who’d just caught a hare. They look down upon his frail figure leaning against the ceramic wall; his spread majestic legs revealing his bound genitals that they loudly mock in echoing laughs. Er Chun feels ashamed, yet this means nothing, everyone already knows he’s nothing more than garbage.
“Hahah! This proves all those rumors of him being a ‘communal whore’ were true! Look, he’s even wearing women’s panties, hahah! Seems he’s been trained quite well.”
“Look, he’s even got a ring there! All tied up, but he’s still looking so turned on. Probably a total fuckin’ psychopath.”
“Absofuckinglutely, everyone who’s gotten their hands on him before said he’s a total masochist. He won’t die no matter what you do to him.”
“Shit, when you put it like that, should we have a go with him?”
“Obviously. Drag him out of there.”
And with that, Er Chun feels dizzy with fear and can only watch through his blurry sight as countless hands pull him out of the dark stall he once considered a safe haven. His hands now being held high above his head by two guys, the young chief of the marketing department lewdly smiles at him as he yanks his own pants down and forces Er Chun to his knees. On one side, the men salaciously caress Er Chun’s body; On the other, the men discuss nauseating things within ear shot. However, all Er Chun could do was merely encourage them as if shouting out erotically—
“Ah…n-no…”
His face is full of excruciating agony, and his heart does nothing but ridicule him. This is exactly the type of person Er Chun is. I.K told him it was a miracle in itself that he’s still alive.
“Hah! Look, look, touch him just a bit and he’s already shaking! He’s super fucking sensitive!”
“Totally, and look he even seems excited at how we’re treating him, don’t you guys think?”
“A total whore, ain’t he? I think it’d be better if we drag his ass out of here while he’s looking just like this, and let everyone working here see just how our big hotshot truly is…”
“Hahahahahahah! Makes sense! Come on guys let’s get everyone in for a meeting back in the conference room! We’ll all gather and study our potential new in-progress product! Hahahahahaha!”
“Shit, can we really talk like this? What are we gonna do if I.K finds out? This shrimp dick does have an owner.”
“Then sucks to be him then I guess, it’s not our fucking problem is it?”
“True, in that case…Our Beloved Er Chun, let us now go show your beautiful visage off to all of your co-workers, you agree?
If I.K finds out about this, he’s going to beat him. I.K hated Er Chun losing face in front of crowds, especially those he especially scorned—Er Chun feels terrified and begins begging for mercy—
“No, no, please, please! Don’t…Don’t let the others see me like this…I’ll do whatever you all want…just please…”
“Ha! He’s about to start sobbing like a little bitch! Oh my god, how fucking pitiful! Hahahahahahahaha!”
As the men loudly laugh, they push open the restroom door with one shove—
“Even if we bring your ass out in the open, we can still do whatever the fuck we want! Come on, you poor little thing, let’s all have a PARTY, shall we? Hahahahaha!”
“No! Please no—!”
The fear coursing through Er Chun makes him resist, but he knows this is pointless, and that a nightmare is soon to befall him.
I.K…If I.K finds out about this, just what will he do? For people like Er Chun, they don’t give two craps about however you toy with or punish them, since they never considered themselves as ‘people’ in the first place. But, if he does things I.K hates…well that was a different story. I.K won’t do anything to him, because he’ll just leave him. Er Chun is just like a dog who fears being abandoned by their owner.
What can he do?
Just what can he do?
Nicotine’s Note
P.S – Well it seems not a lot of people read, so I’ll include the precious top in the torture as well. I only hope that by the time I finish writing I haven’t become the type of person that likes Bottom/Bottom SM
(Are you also someone with pent-up depression like me? Are you also at a point where bad things come find you even though you aren’t looking for them just like me? How to alleviate your sorrows? Well the only solution is to go and torture some bottoms- -|My apologies, every time I go insane this side of me comes out and troubles everyone *–*
The Translator Speaks
Ch1 done! This was a bit shorter than last chapter, but I’m pleased with how it came out! I don’t want to keep myself to a specific schedule with chapter updates so I don’t burn myself out, but considering how far I’m into ch2 already I should be getting on translating it quite soon already. I’ll also make a Carrd soon with proper TWs and such for the novel cause I am aware it gets quite dark later on, anyways hope you guys enjoyed reading! And thank you so much again Tav for the help 😭🙏
Also apparently Er Chun’s fuckass office 💀
(1) – The word here was 阔约筋 (kuò yuē jīn), which is pronounced similarly to 括约肌 (kuò yuē jī) which means sphincter, however I could not find any use of the former that did not come back to TBAID. Most I could find was another story using the word and a Baidu post where OP got told to not think too hard 😭
