“Mmm…”
Jiwon wanted to say it was Lee Jak’s idea, not his. But the gag prevented him from speaking. Kim Seonghee rubbed the furry part of a dog-tail dildo against Jiwon’s body, tickling his armpits, nipples, and waist. Jiwon’s body twitched and jerked with each touch.
“Our leader deserves to be pampered properly.”
Kim Seonghee’s voice was thick with excitement. His rough voice filled the room. He threw the dog tail to the floor. Such things didn’t suit his temperament.
Kim Seonghee grabbed Jiwon’s hips and pulled them apart. He admired the tightly closed hole, licked his lips, and reached out. An attendant placed lube and a condom in his hand. Kim Seonghee tore the condom wrapper with his teeth, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his erect cock. He rolled the condom on and sloppily smeared lube over it.
He rubbed the tip of his cock against Jiwon’s hole. The hole twitched and puckered involuntarily. Kim Seonghee was impressed.
“You want cock that badly?”
“Mmm…”
Jiwon wanted to say no. Kim Seonghee casually rubbed the tip against the hole before thrusting in with a wet thud. There was no warning.
“Aah!!”
Jiwon’s insides were pushed upward, a sickening sensation. His entire body froze. The shock was so intense he forgot to breathe. His body trembled. The gag made it hard to breathe, and he gasped for air.
“Your hole, Leader… it’s always like the first time.”
Kim Seonghee frowned in appreciation. The tight, clenching hole felt amazing. He wrapped the leash around his hand and soothed Jiwon.
“Shh, good boy. No matter how much you love cock, you can’t bite it off. That’s rude, isn’t it? Hmm?”
“Ngh, mmm…”
With his mouth blocked, only nasal sounds escaped, making him sound like a dog. Jiwon whimpered, trying to relax and accept Kim Seonghee’s cock. But Kim Seonghee showed no mercy. He pulled back slightly, then slammed in again with a loud thwack. Jiwon’s back arched, his body shaking. The sudden, intense pleasure made Kim Seonghee tug the leash in warning.
“Gah!”
Jiwon was clenching so tightly it was hard to pull out. Jiwon tried to relax, but it didn’t help much.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. Jiwon’s body jerked unsteadily. Each time, Kim Seonghee yanked the leash, keeping Jiwon conscious. Jiwon’s hole clenched around the cock with every choked breath.
“I don’t usually go for bestiality.”
“Ngh, ah, hah!”
“But a dog like you… I’d like to raise one.”
Kim Seonghee’s voice was intense. Jiwon was truly afraid, as if he might be devoured. His existence as Seong Jiwon was being crushed by Kim Seonghee.
Jiwon’s face was a mess of tears. The dog ears fell off his head. Kim Seonghee had been thrusting hard for a while before he finally stopped, his thighs trembling as he came inside Jiwon.
“Hah…”
Jiwon felt a little relief. If this was over, that would be good. But he was wrong. Kim Seonghee pulled Jiwon’s hips closer, pushing his cock even deeper inside. Jiwon’s body trembled, drool leaking from the gag.
“Ah, ah, aah…”
At this moment, Jiwon couldn’t speak like a human. He truly felt like an animal. Kim Seonghee fondled Jiwon’s chest, pinching his nipples as he spoke.
“Is our leader a male dog or a bitch? Your tits seem bigger.”
“Ah, ah, nngh!!”
The deep penetration and chest stimulation sent waves of pleasure through his body. Kim Seonghee ground his pelvis upward, stimulating Jiwon’s insides. The pierced hole ached but also sparked bursts of pleasure.
Kim Seonghee pulled out, his cock glistening with cum. He tossed the used condom to the floor with a wet splat. An attendant offered a new condom, but he refused.
“Dogs give birth to multiple pups at once. I wonder how many our leader can have.”
Jiwon shook his head. It was impossible. He was a man, not a dog. But Kim Seonghee seemed serious. He pushed his bare cock back into Jiwon.
“Nngh, kk!”
The lubed, slick hole took the cock easily. Kim Seonghee was genuinely amazed. Without the condom, he could feel Jiwon’s inner walls clearly—the bumpy, clinging texture wrapping around his cock.
“Fuck… this…”
Kim Seonghee gritted his teeth. This was the feeling he’d had the first time with Jiwon. No one else had given him this sensation since.
“You’re fucking gifted…”
“Nngh, ah…”
Every time Jiwon writhed in pain, his hole clenched tightly around the cock. Kim Seonghee frowned and moved his hips, savoring Jiwon’s insides.
“I’ve never felt a hole like this. Really… fuck, haah… so good.”
Jiwon’s mind was hazy. The cameras captured their sex from every angle, but he didn’t notice. His eyes were on Lee Jak, who stood with his arms crossed, watching them with a serious expression.
Why isn’t he stopping this? Does he think this is normal?
Jiwon felt miserable. His body was restrained, unable to resist, and his mouth was gagged, unable to scream. He hated himself for feeling pleasure in this situation.
Finally, Kim Seonghee came inside him again. He slowly moved his hips, his cock hardening once more. Cum and lube mixed, dripping from their joined bodies. Kim Seonghee touched the fluid, letting the cameras capture the sticky, stretching strands.
“It’s a shame only I can pamper our leader right now.”
“Hah…”
“I hope others will come to pamper you too.”
Kim Seonghee, saying that, thrust his hips up sharply again. Jiwon clung to the sofa handle, trying to steady his shaking body. But his efforts were in vain. In the end, tears streamed from Jiwon’s eyes and drool dribbled from his mouth as he briefly lost consciousness.
Seonghee held onto the unconscious Jiwon and continued to move his hips. Lee Jak, unable to watch any longer, demanded the filming director stop the shoot. Seonghee showed his displeasure.
“Fuck, it was just getting good. Why stop?”
“He passed out.”
Jak approached Jiwon. His body, paler than usual, lay limp. Jak instructed the director:
“Let’s wrap it up here.”
“Who the hell do you think you are!!”
Seonghee, annoyed, finally shouted. His booming voice echoed through the leader’s office. Jak grabbed Jiwon and pulled out Seonghee’s cock, still lodged inside him. As it slid out, a sticky fluid oozed from the hole.
“You’re not going to use him just once, are you?”
“You little—”
“Come back next time.”
Jak effortlessly lifted the unconscious Jiwon into his arms. The limp body was heavy, but manageable. The film crew nervously glanced between Jak and Seonghee. Jak asked the director:
“Did you get all the footage you needed?”
“Ah, yes. We already got everything.”
The director answered, stealing glances at Seonghee. Seonghee suppressed his irritation and said:
“…Fine. Let’s end it here. Clean up.”
Seonghee stood. His unresolved arousal left him frustrated, but as Jak said, continuing with an unconscious person was going too far. No, actually, he wanted to keep going. To push Jiwon until he regained consciousness and then fuck him again under the pretense of filming.
But Jak was right. He wasn’t going to use him just once. Jiwon would come back. Jak, holding the unconscious Jiwon, left the leader’s office.
A follower approached and carefully wiped Seonghee’s cock with a towel, then began to suck it.
“Just a little more, okay? Sorry.”
Seonghee said that and grabbed the follower’s head, thrusting back and forth. His cock repeatedly slid down the follower’s throat. Seonghee clenched his eyes shut, recalling Jiwon trembling in fear and pleasure. And then he came for the third time.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
