“As I mentioned yesterday, you have your first meeting with the followers this morning.”
Lee Jak calmly explained the schedule. Jiwon felt like he was choking. He didn’t want to go. But it was his first official duty. Unable to respond easily, Jiwon hesitated, and Lee Jak spoke indifferently.
“It’s not your first time, is it?”
“What?”
“Getting your cock sucked quickly.”
The memory of last night’s humiliation flooded back—sitting on the bed, legs spread, while Lee Jak sucked him off. Jiwon covered his face with his hands and bowed his head.
“But… but…”
“You don’t even have to suck anyone. You just have to sit there and let them do it. It’ll be over before you know it.”
That meant he had to sit with his legs spread in front of all those people. How could Lee Jak say it so casually? This didn’t feel right. Not at all.
“Lee Jak, this is really…”
“Seong Jiwon.”
Hearing his full name made Jiwon’s shoulders tremble. Lee Jak sighed and handed him a tablet. The screen showed multiple split images—CCTV footage, perhaps. A large auditorium was packed with people, all wearing masks. In front of the stage, more masked individuals stood in line. Lee Jak spoke quietly, but his words carried weight.
“All these people have come to see you, Leader. Not just anyone can suck your cock. Do you know how much the people in that line paid?”
Lee Jak whispered a specific amount into Jiwon’s ear. His eyes widened in disbelief. It was an unimaginable sum.
“You’ll receive 30% of that. Right now, it’s 30%, but as more people join, your share will increase.”
Jiwon had always thought he was bad at math, but his mind raced through the calculations. It took seconds. He slowly nodded. The debt wasn’t gone—it was just tied to this place. And here, he had a way to pay it off faster than anyone else.
It could be seen as a small, insignificant task. After all, once the debt was paid, he could leave, and no one would ever know about the immoral acts that took place deep in the mountains.
But still, he couldn’t believe it. Why would these people pay money just to suck his cock?
“Won’t they be… disappointed? Why mine…?”
“Why would they be? You’re worthy of it.”
“Me?”
“Yes. Even if you’re not, we’ll make you worthy.”
Lee Jak’s voice was full of confidence. Jiwon finally nodded.
“Let’s get you dressed.”
The clothes Lee Jak handed him were just as obscene as the sleepwear—barely deserving of the name. The top was made of thin fabric that didn’t even properly cover him, and the bottom was just a long piece of cloth that revealed the outline of his legs.
Jiwon glanced at his reflection in the window. His pale, flat chest was visible through the thin white fabric.
He remembered what Lee Jak had said yesterday: “Same color as your lips.” There was only one part of his body that matched the color of his lips—his nipples. His cheeks burned with shame. His blood rushed so fast he felt like he might burst. Why had Lee Jak said that? He couldn’t understand.
Putting on the clothes was still complicated, but unlike yesterday, he managed to roughly drape them on. At least the fabric was slightly less sheer than before, which gave him some relief. Then, Lee Jak draped a long robe over him. It was a deep burgundy robe that covered him from head to toe.
As Jiwon followed Lee Jak down the hallway, he asked the question that had been bothering him.
“Um… in the photos I saw earlier, there were only men…”
“Our <Land of Happiness> only accepts male followers.”
“Why?”
“Men are easier to extract money from.”
So they knew it was a cult. Jiwon found that fact oddly reassuring. At least they were honest.
At the door leading to the auditorium, Lee Jak gave instructions.
“When you go in, you’ll see a chair. Sit in it. Don’t take off the robe right away—wait for my signal. And don’t say a word during the entire process. Not a single word.”
“Why?”
“It’s in the contract.”
Lee Jak answered indifferently. Jiwon, unable to recall the contract’s contents, nodded vaguely.
“But to set the mood, it would be good if you showed some signs of arousal. Like you did last night.”
“Signs of arousal…?”
“Yes. Just do what you did yesterday.”
Lee Jak opened the door, and Jiwon slowly stepped inside. A blinding white light poured in, making it hard to see. He walked forward cautiously, Lee Jak following beside him. As his eyes adjusted to the harsh light, the scene came into view.
The auditorium was as large as a university lecture hall, packed with people sitting like students waiting for a class. Jiwon tried not to focus on them. Fortunately, a chair was right in front of him, and he walked over and sat down.
He could feel countless eyes on him. The sensation of being scrutinized from head to toe was unfamiliar. He tried to maintain a neutral expression.
The chair was excessively ornate and plush, making it comfortable to sit in. Lee Jak stood beside him and gave a small nod—the signal to remove the robe. Jiwon slowly took it off.
As the robe fell, the already quiet auditorium fell into complete silence. Had he done something wrong? Jiwon felt uneasy. Lee Jak took the robe and handed it to someone waiting nearby.
Jiwon couldn’t keep his eyes open, so he lowered his gaze slightly. Even though he couldn’t see clearly, he could feel the heat of the lights and the weight of their stares. Murmurs began to spread, and he could hear the sound of people swallowing nervously.
Following Lee Jak’s instructions, Jiwon kept his mouth shut. Anxious, he glanced at Lee Jak, but their eyes didn’t meet. Lee Jak was looking at the audience. Jiwon’s unease grew, and his eyes reddened as if he might cry.
“We’ll now begin the meeting. Everyone, greet the new leader.”
“Thank you for allowing us to meet the leader.”
“Thank you for allowing us to meet the leader.”
“Thank you for allowing us to meet the leader.”
As soon as Lee Jak finished speaking, the men’s deep voices echoed loudly through the auditorium. Jiwon nervously scratched the fabric of the armrest with his nails. He glanced sideways again, but their eyes still didn’t meet. Lee Jak was watching the crowd. Jiwon’s anxiety intensified, and his eyes turned red as if he might cry.
“I hope you enjoy this after waiting so long. Let’s begin.”
Even though he was just sitting in a chair, it felt like his entire body was bound. He couldn’t escape or move. The pressure was suffocating.
As the ceremony began, the men who had been waiting in line approached Jiwon one by one. The first man knelt before him. According to Lee Jak, this man had paid the highest amount.
The man’s hands were trembling. He couldn’t lift his head, and with shaking hands, he parted Jiwon’s flimsy clothing. His pale, slightly fleshy thighs were exposed, and a collective gasp filled the auditorium. Jiwon’s pinkish cock lay limp and cold.
The man slowly lifted his head and looked at Jiwon. How old was he? Probably at least ten years older than Jiwon. His persistent gaze lingered on Jiwon. A drop of sweat rolled down Jiwon’s spine. His eyes closed involuntarily.
The man reached out and gently grasped Jiwon’s cock. It was still untouched, clean in color. Something about it seemed to spur the man on. He took a deep breath and slowly took Jiwon’s cock into his mouth.
Jiwon inhaled sharply. He bit his lip to avoid breaking Lee Jak’s warning.
The man’s rough tongue began to lick Jiwon’s cock. The wet pressure in his mouth stimulated Jiwon’s flesh. Jiwon wanted to cry. His body trembled slightly, and tears welled up.
Everything felt wrong. A part of Jiwon’s mind felt hollow, and he desperately tried to fill it.
This is the right thing to do. I’m just working. It’s not like I’m dying just because a man is sucking my cock. And I can pay off my debt. It’s fine. A mouth is a mouth, whether it’s a 50-year-old man or a 10-year-old boy. So it’s fine…
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
