With every breath, a trickle of cum leaked from Jiwon’s gaping hole. Jak looked genuinely impressed.
“You really do have a wonderful hole, Leader.”
“Hah, hng…”
“You’re so responsive, and you cry so beautifully. At this rate, you’ll pay off your debt in no time.”
Jiwon didn’t hear the praise. He nodded numbly. None of it mattered right now.
Jak scooped up the cum leaking from Jiwon’s hole with his finger and pushed it back inside. The hole, still clenching around nothing, seemed to eagerly suck the finger back in. Jak felt a renewed sense of satisfaction at the effectiveness of his training.
If only I could pass out. Jiwon’s mind was too clear, too painfully aware. Jak straightened his own clothes, then brought a warm, wet towel to clean Jiwon’s body—especially his cock and hole. Jiwon burned with shame.
“Rest for a bit, then we’ll continue.”
“…What?”
Jiwon was too stunned to speak. What more could there be? Jak answered casually.
“We’ll resume the theoretical lessons. Sorry if I got your hopes up.”
“Wh—!!”
Hope? What hope? Jiwon was too exhausted to even be angry. His body ached from using muscles he’d never used before. He lay naked on the sofa, his mind a mess.
“I’m too tired to do anything…”
“Just listen.”
Jiwon was suspicious. Did he drain my energy just to make me sit still and listen? The curriculum made no sense.
The room wasn’t cold, but the dampness from the towel made him shiver. Jak draped a blanket over him. Jiwon wrapped himself tightly in it, and Jak almost smiled.
“Now, the next lesson is to prepare for the sermon the day after tomorrow. It’s a theoretical session to help you understand Mother’s Land. You’ll be giving a public sermon, and Kim Seonghee will be attending.”
“Kim Seonghee…?”
“The founder and first leader of Mother’s Land.”
“Ah…”
“The public sermon is a kind of ideological inspection. Kim Seonghee will ask you some questions. I’ve prepared a list of likely ones.”
When did he have time to prepare all this? Jiwon was amazed by Jak’s efficiency. He was still eating his sandwich, so Jak turned the tablet screen toward him. Jiwon nearly spat out his food. Jak began the questions, unfazed.
“Do you enjoy sex?”
The questions and answers were scripted. All Jiwon had to do was read the expected responses from the tablet, but it was agonizing. His face burned, his mouth went dry. He gulped down the milk to force the sandwich down, and Jak urged him on.
“Answer.”
“I, I love it. I can’t live without it…”
“Average number of times you masturbate per day?”
“I’ve lost count… it’s too many…”
“I see. You’re quite lewd, aren’t you? You don’t look the type.”
“Yes… that’s why being the leader makes me so happy…”
“Hmm. I apologize, but it’s hard to believe. Could you show me?”
“What…?”
This wasn’t on the tablet.
“Masturbate. Show me.”
Jiwon buried his face, trembling.
“That wasn’t in the expected questions…”
“Reality doesn’t always follow the script.”
“…I don’t want to.”
“Is there a choice?”
“It still stings…”
Jiwon confessed, eyes squeezed shut. His cock was still tender from last night. Masturbating now would be torture—he might not even be able to walk afterward. Jak frowned.
“Hmm. This is a problem.”
“What is…”
“Then let’s do this: you suck me off instead.”
Is that supposed to be a reasonable solution? Jiwon’s head spun. Jak unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants without hesitation. His monstrous cock strained against his underwear, ready to burst free.
Jiwon panicked. Again? That thing?
“Why—”
“I didn’t finish earlier because you were exhausted. You owe me.”
“No, I was the one who—”
“Your mouth isn’t tired, is it?”
The man was shameless. Jiwon had no argument left. He knelt between Jak’s legs, and the cock was suddenly right in front of his face. Jak pulled it out of his underwear and rubbed the tip against Jiwon’s cheek, smearing it with pre-cum.
“Ugh…”
“Cum suits your face. You can trust me on that.”
“Mmph—”
Jak pushed his cock into Jiwon’s mouth, gripping the back of his head until it was fully inside. The hot, wet sensation made him shudder. Jak’s voice was almost gentle as he began his explanation.
“To understand Mother’s Land, you need to know about its founder, Kim Seonghee. In a world where religion is criticized for being secular, he decided to turn religion into a business.”
“Mmph…”
“Take it deeper. I was worried your mouth was too small, but your throat is deep. Lucky me.”
“Mmm…”
Jak continued, stroking Jiwon’s cheek with his finger as Jiwon struggled with his cock filling his mouth. He couldn’t move—his mouth was too full. Jak seemed satisfied, though.
“At first, Kim Seonghee built the first temple of Mother’s Land by buying abandoned land in Gyeonggi Province at a bargain price. He hired staff, gathered followers, and began managing them.”
Jiwon could only manage to keep Jak’s cock in his mouth. He couldn’t do anything else—his mouth was stuffed too full. Jak, seemingly pleased, stroked Jiwon’s cheek as if praising him for doing well.
“When the number of followers outgrew the first temple, other religions pressured us. So we built more temples across the country and divided operations by target demographics, not by region. We started running religions like a parent company and its subsidiaries.”
“Nn…”
“You’re not listening at all.”
Jak tapped Jiwon’s cock with his shoe. The sudden pain made Jiwon pull Jak’s cock out of his mouth, coughing.
“I, I was listening. All of it…”
“Do you like sucking cock that much? Your eyes are glazed over.”
“I really was listening…”
Jiwon felt wronged. But Jak seemed to dismiss his words as excuses, which only made him feel more wronged. Seeing Jiwon’s sulking expression, Jak smirked.
“This place, Land of Happiness, targets men in their 30s and 40s—men at the peak of their sexual desire. So naturally, the leader must be overflowing with sexual energy, too. That’s why the expected questions earlier focused on that.”
Jiwon fell silent.
“Let’s wrap this up.”
Jak casually set the tablet down on the table. Then, gripping Jiwon’s head, he thrust his cock roughly in and out of Jiwon’s mouth. The coarse pubic hair scratched Jiwon’s face, and the cock stabbed deep into his throat, making him feel like he might vomit. But Jak didn’t let up. Only then did Jiwon realize Jak had been going easy on him before.
Jak only pulled out after cumming deep in Jiwon’s throat. Jiwon’s jaw hung open, unable to close. Cum dribbled from his lips. Jak used the back of his hand to push the cum into Jiwon’s mouth, forcing him to swallow. Jiwon scowled as he gulped it down, but Jak seemed satisfied.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
