Jiwon’s moans echoed in his mouth. The two men, whom he had just met, were sharing him, experiencing ultimate pleasure.
“Ah, Seong Jiwon… Fuck, you’re so good.”
“The Leader’s ass is so delicious, I’m so happy. I wish I could show you how well your hole grips my cock, but… you can’t see it.”
It was noisy. The squelching sounds of penetration, the slapping of flesh, and the two men talking nonstop. Jiwon’s mind was overloaded. His brain refused to process any more information. Every time he closed his eyes to forget, Park Cha-young slapped his cheek to wake him up.
“Jiwon, stay awake.”
“Hng…”
It felt like all the moisture in his body was drying up. The two men, as if in sync, came at the same time. Park Cha-young filled Jiwon’s mouth, and Yoon Jaemin filled his ass. Cum leaked from Jiwon’s open mouth and hole.
“Hah, hah…”
“Phew.”
Jiwon lay on the floor, breathing sporadically, his body aching all over. The betrayal he felt toward Yoon Jaemin and the hatred for Park Cha-young had long been erased by pleasure.
In this situation, Jiwon’s cock was still twitching, hard. Yoon Jaemin hurriedly took it into his mouth, stimulating the urethra with his tongue to make him cum. Gulp. He swallowed all of Jiwon’s cum. He couldn’t afford to miss even a drop of happiness.
“Thank you. Truly, thank you, Leader.”
Yoon Jaemin adjusted his clothes and thanked Jiwon. Park Cha-young looked at him like he was crazy.
“The Leader is truly a beautiful person. I respect and always love you.”
“Tsk, tsk…”
Park Cha-young clicked his tongue at Yoon Jaemin’s declaration of faith. He also fixed his clothes. Now, the only mess in the reception room was Jiwon.
“Let’s clean up before Lee Jak returns.”
Yoon Jaemin stood up and found tissues in the corner of the reception room. He roughly wiped the cum from Jiwon’s face and cleaned his lower body and clothes. Fortunately, the robe wasn’t badly stained.
“Leader, get up.”
As Jiwon was helped up, cum dripped down his legs. Park Cha-young, dissatisfied, brought more tissues and wiped between his legs.
“You enjoyed it, yet you act like you were forced.”
Park Cha-young grumbled. Jiwon wanted to argue, but he didn’t have the strength. It was true—he had felt good. His body had trembled with pleasure. It would be so much easier if he just admitted he enjoyed it. Why couldn’t he? He was starting to feel disgust toward himself.
***
Supported by Yoon Jaemin, Jiwon returned to the Leader’s room in a daze. He locked himself in the bathroom, turning on the cold water in the tub and stepping in, still wearing the robe. The water slowly rose.
Why do I keep feeling pleasure? I hate it. I clearly hate it, so why do I keep thinking it feels good? He had never lived like this before. He had lived an ordinary life. But everything had twisted. Jiwon couldn’t accept this reality.
He had thought Park Cha-young simply disliked him. But now he knew what Park Cha-young had been thinking. And he had found out what Yoon Jaemin thought of him. The realization overwhelmed him.
Neither Park Cha-young nor Yoon Jaemin had ever seen Jiwon as an equal. Their ways of thinking were slightly different, but not by much. Jiwon felt miserable and pathetic. He wanted to end it all.
What if I die? He wouldn’t have to pay back the debt or endure this. The thought of death didn’t seem so bad. In fact, it seemed good. The cold water rose, now up to his collarbone. Jiwon hugged his knees and buried his face in the water.
“Hng.”
Water entered his nose. The tub was deep and wide, so it took a while to fill, but there was enough to submerge him completely. He felt a little sorry for his parents, but they had run away leaving him with debt, so he figured it was the same. Jiwon was that desperate.
Bang, bang. A loud noise came from outside. Jiwon ignored it. Water was already entering his ears. Soon, he would be fully submerged. He wanted to go back to the beginning.
Crack. The wood near the doorknob splintered. The door, now completely broken, swung open. Lee Jak stood there.
“Lee Jak…”
Lee Jak was angry. Jiwon didn’t know why. He just assumed Lee Jak was angry because he was angry. Lee Jak strode in with his long legs and grabbed Jiwon’s hair, shoving his head underwater.
Jiwon didn’t resist. He just stayed still. He couldn’t breathe, and his body went numb. Lee Jak didn’t let go until Jiwon’s consciousness began to fade. Then he pulled Jiwon’s head out of the water.
“Hah!”
The sudden rush of air and light dazzled him. Jiwon’s body convulsed as he gasped for air. Only then did he realize his body temperature had dropped.
“Do you want to die?”
Lee Jak asked.
“Is that not allowed?”
Jiwon asked back. Lee Jak let out a short laugh, then pulled the drain and turned on the warm water, pouring it over Jiwon’s body. The warm water on his freezing skin felt like a burn.
Jiwon despaired. He couldn’t even die as he pleased.
“It’s too early to die.”
“Why? Why can’t I…?”
“…”
“Because my parents left me with debt? Because I have to pay it back? Then what’s in it for you, Lee Jak? What do you gain from me living like this?”
“Leader.”
“Don’t call me that!”
Jiwon didn’t want to be the Leader. He never wanted this. He just wanted to live an ordinary life. Get a job, date, get married, have kids, and live loving his wife. Why was life so twisted?
“I hate it all. I hate you. If you hadn’t come to me, if you hadn’t offered me the Leader position…”
None of this would have happened. He was so miserable and pathetic that he couldn’t even speak properly. Lee Jak listened to all of Jiwon’s stuttering curses.
“This wouldn’t have happened… It wouldn’t have come to this…”
Jiwon knew. Right now, he needed someone to blame. Just like Park Cha-young and Yoon Jaemin, he wanted to depend on someone and blame them. Jiwon couldn’t handle everything that was happening. But he also knew he couldn’t run away.
“Leader.”
“I told you not to call me that!”
Jiwon shouted. The tears that had stopped started flowing again. He thought they had dried up, but strangely, they kept coming.
“Park Cha-young is locked up, and Yoon Jaemin is with him.”
“…What?”
“Both of them signed a pledge not to reveal anything that happened here before they came in.”
“…”
“So their fate is entirely up to you. If you say to kill them both, that’s what will happen.”
Jiwon’s eyes widened. He couldn’t even blink.
“Why… why go that far…?”
“Why are you asking me?”
“I never thought about killing those two…”
“But you were trying to kill yourself.”
“That’s… that’s different…”
It was different—killing himself and killing others were not the same. Jiwon thought so.
“I’m going to keep living like this anyway… I’ll keep enduring, so…”
“I don’t understand why you think that.”
“What?”
“Wasn’t your goal to pay off the debt and leave this place? Why are you trying to end your life here?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
