The thigh I held onto was firm. I adjusted my posture and looked up to where his face might be.
“So, what should I call you… eut-.”
The hand grabbing my hair pulled it forward. I fell forward, burying my nose near his crotch. The hard zipper scraped against my skin. The scent of flesh intensified with every breath.
Suddenly, heat surged in my lower abdomen. I stopped speaking, stopped breathing, and curled my body.
“Open and suck.”
He muttered lowly. It was only then that I remembered this was the entrance, and he had just entered the house. Trembling, I found the ring of his zipper with trembling fingertips. My ears turned red with embarrassment. I thought he would come back and I’ll pour out all the resentment and sorrow that had built up, but when he reached out and was within arm’s reach, no words came out. I felt like if I spoke, he might leave me again. He might abandon me and not come back this time.
“Huh, eup…”.
Tears welled up under my closed eyelids, soaking the blindfold. I reached out and grabbed his semi-erect member from his underwear, half-heartedly. Desperately holding onto it, I put the tip into my mouth.
A cough burst out. I quickly withdrew the penis that had been hastily accepted into my throat. The thin, warm skin of the shaft against my tongue felt hot. The swollen shape of the glans felt vivid. I clung to his thigh and eagerly sucked on his penis as if hanging on for dear life. I opened my mouth wide to accommodate his hardening erection.
As I breathed in, a sour smell wafted in, and the moist, slurping sound pierced my ears. Imagining an indifferent gaze looking down at me made me even more anxious. I inserted his thick glans as deeply as I could into my mouth, moving my head back and forth in a repetitive motion. I teased the root that couldn’t be fully inserted with my wet fingers. I pressed my lips against the swollen veins and kissed them.
“Huh, heu, ah…”
I ran out of breath. It didn’t seem like he would wait long, so I took short breaths and pushed the thick glans back into my mouth. My cheek bulged, and the corners of my mouth felt like they were about to tear. Tears and sweat streamed down my face. I squeezed his penis into my mouth as it began to swell and harden. Sloppy wet sounds filled the air. Every time I gasped for breath, the tight skin around my throat constricted.
“Like that?”
He asked quietly as he looked down at me. His voice was rough at the end.
“Your face looked like you were going to die if you didn’t suck.”
“Hm, eup, hup…”
“If you wanted it so badly, you should have done it properly.”
The ring attached to the dog collar was grabbed and pulled. My head was pulled forward, and the elongated penis was thrust deep into my throat.
“Hug!”
“…Uncouth.”
He kicked my penis with one foot. The penis, which had been pressed up against my stomach, was pushed down onto my swollen thigh. The rough fabric of his socks rubbed haphazardly against my sensitive skin.
“Eup, eup-.”
The glans pressed against my throat and blocked my airway. I hung onto his thigh under the soaked blindfold, waiting for him to let me breathe.
While blocking my airway, he teasingly played with my penis with his toes. He poked the tense testicles under the shaft. It was a dry movement, without any affection, but I stiffened my body to endure the sensation. My vision blurred.
“Hup, huhhh, aahh, huuu…”.
When I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore, he slowly pulled his penis out of my mouth. As soon as the glans slipped out from between my wet lips, I coughed violently. The sticky shaft rubbed hotly against my cheeks and around my eyes. I could barely breathe. His thick glans was pressed against my tightly sealed lips again. I held back my tears and opened my lips wide.
His penis, which had been forcibly thrust into my throat several times, was quickly withdrawn. Suddenly, his hand touched the back of my head. The blindfold was removed from my head at once.
“…Huh…”.
The swollen, crimson penis looked grotesque in my hazy vision after opening my eyes for the first time in hours. Reflexively closing my eyes, hot and sticky liquid poured over my face. The rough, low groans were heard. He rubbed his penis against my face several times, ejaculating multiple times. The bitter, hot semen flowed between my parted lips and dripped onto my chest.
“Keep your eyes closed.”
“Hup…”.
I heard footsteps passing by me, gradually fading away. When he returned, he wiped my face with a towel soaked in water. The towel meticulously wiped the area around my eyes and wiped away the sweat forming on my forehead.
“You should lick what’s on your lips.”
His voice, still chuckling from the aftermath, echoed in my ears. As he said, I stuck out my tongue and licked the semen smeared on my lips and around my mouth. The sour and sticky substance adhered to my tongue. After watching me struggle to swallow the semen with a swollen and sore throat, he finally wiped my lips.
“…Huh.”
I blinked my eyes several times and slowly opened them. As my vision cleared, he was there in front of me. He was dressed the same as when he left the house. Despite presumably meeting others and leading meetings outside, he appeared unruffled in front of me. I held back my tears, stifling my sobs.
Han Team Leader took the towel and entered the open bathroom door again. With numb knees, I followed him to the threshold. I knelt down, blinking away tears, waiting for him.
The sound of water stopped. He wiped his wet hands on the towel and looked at me, pausing. A faint smile flickered across his languid face.
“Let’s eat.”
I nodded. He headed towards the kitchen without acknowledging my response. The distance from the bathroom to the kitchen was considerable. When I reached the threshold and peered inside, Han Team Leader was already putting a plate in the microwave and pressing the buttons.
There was a clock in the kitchen. I looked up at it and blinked in disbelief. Even after blinking again, it remained the same. It was now just past half past eleven. I thought it would be late afternoon by now, but only about two hours had passed since he left.
“Did you finish work?”
I asked anxiously as I sat on the threshold. He had taken off his jacket, but his shirt and tie were still neatly arranged. Han Team Leader glanced briefly in my direction as he took bread out of the cupboard.
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Thud, thud, the regular sound of the knife hitting the cutting board filled the air. As my thirst was quenched with cold water, I began to regain my senses. I stared at his back and thought dully. Even if the play were to extend further, it wouldn’t last until the afternoon. It wasn’t my reality to stay home alone, waiting for him with a collar around my neck until my throat went dry.
A sense of resignation replaced the sorrow, accompanied by a feeling of shame and embarrassment. My heart raced incessantly. Heat tinged my cheeks, and a lump formed in my lower abdomen.
“Come to the dining table.”
He lightly nodded with the tray in hand. His face, unaffected and indifferent, spat out informal language as if he had never addressed me formally. I followed him silently into the living room. As I clumsily lifted my numb knees and sat at the dining table, the sudden change in eye level felt awkward.
Han Team Leader placed a bowl of soup and a tray of sliced bread in front of me. As I picked up the fork and took a bite of the soup-soaked bread, his firm gaze silently watched me.
“…Aren’t you going to eat, Team Leader?”
I asked, putting a piece of bread soaked in soup into my mouth. Hunger gnawed at me fiercely. Han Team Leader furrowed his brows slightly but remained silent.
“You’re not addressing me properly.”
The roof of my mouth stung from the hot soup. I blinked my eyes quietly. What was I supposed to call him? His name came to mind first, but considering the situation with the collar, it didn’t seem like an appropriate position to use his name. Calling him ‘hyung’ seemed ambiguous with a seven-year age difference, and calling him ‘sunbae’ felt strange since I had never seen him at school.
Then my body stopped abruptly. The blurred thoughts solidified into certainty like a question mark. Heat surged fiercely in the leather-clad back of my neck.
“There’s an obvious answer, why hesitate.”
As if reading my thoughts, he spoke slowly. His fingers tapping against his chin were long and neat. I fixed my gaze stubbornly on the bowl of soup, tightly biting the inside of my lips. What was I supposed to call him? Even if I got hit, it wouldn’t be more than twenty blows, and he had said he wouldn’t hit me hard. What else was there? A spanking, and then sex. Since I asked to be tied up, he would probably tie me up. Bound, he would whip me and thrust his penis into my body. I could guess what would happen next once I put down the spoon.
My lower abdomen tightened firmly. The edge of fear was tingling and bittersweet. I took a breath, murmuring softly as if vomiting.
“Master.”
“Look at me.”
I slowly raised my eyes. The composed face watching me was smiling slightly. Feeling my cheeks burning red, I spoke, squeezing out the words.
“Master….”
I wanted to bury my head in a corner and crouch down. I wanted to run away from home. Shame overwhelmed me to the point where it almost reached my chin.
At the same time, a corner of my mind, which had collapsed like a crumbling wall, was saturated with a dreadful sense of resignation. There was a profound satisfaction in the man’s face as he looked down at me, a slow and steady gaze as if he had engraved his name on every surface of my body.
Unable to eat anymore, I put down my fork. My thoughts kept scattering into white. With lowered eyes, I hesitantly spoke.
“I think I can stop eating now.”
“It’s better to finish your meal.”
He was slowly getting up as he responded. I took a sip of water and got up from my seat. My knees, which had become stiff, hurt.
Despite knowing what was coming, my body trembled with tension. I took a short deep breath and followed him as he crossed the living room. As I kneeled instinctively at the edge of the rug, I caught a glimpse of a piece of blue sky through the curtain. It was still before noon.
Han Team Leader made me lie face down on the edge of the sofa. With a businesslike touch, he adjusted my posture. He spread my legs wider and made sure my buttocks were resting precisely on the edge of the sofa.
“Don’t make a sound and endure it.”
He lightly touched the raised buttocks with the palm of his hand. I opened my mouth, but I couldn’t speak. Fear and anticipation mingled, blocking my prayers.
I tightly closed my eyes and gripped the leather of the sofa with both hands. My breathing in my ears sounded precarious. The slapped buttocks were as sensitive as if every surface of them was tingling with all the body hair standing on end.
Thwack! The whip fell without warning. It was a merciless blow without any consideration. As the palm hit the flesh, I cried out loudly. I shrugged my shoulders and exhaled deeply.
“Ah…!”
“Shut your mouth.”
“Ah, ah, hmm….”
I pressed my lips against the back of my hand. With each blow of the whip, my body convulsed. The stinging pain spread like ripples from the struck area.
It wasn’t a punishment for wrongdoing. As if asserting his natural right to hit me, the man behind me whipped me without any explanation or justification. Until my cries subsided, he firmly pressed me with his palm, soothing my swollen and tingling buttocks slowly and gently. Pain and pleasure alternated, crashing down like waves. His hand pulled me down to the ground and lifted me back up to the sky. He effortlessly swung and shook all my senses into chaos.
“Ah, huh….”
After hitting twenty times, he suddenly made me lie down. My legs spread wide, and my swollen, uneven buttocks hovered in the air. Our eyes met between my spread legs. At that moment, my heart pounded sweetly in my chest as if someone had gently stroked it. Tears blurred my vision.
With his mouth shut, he reached between my legs and grasped my genitals. As soon as his warm palm touched, I ejaculated. Semen oozed out from the engorged glans like a trickle. My body trembled.
“Ah, huh, ah, huh…”
“……”
He suddenly got up. I wiped away tears with the back of my hand and sat up. By the time I understood the situation, he was already at the entrance.
“Team Leader…!”
I tried to get up, but I fell over. There was no strength in my legs. In my hot and blurred vision, I caught sight of his back. Even as I tried to suppress my sobs, they kept bursting out.
“Team Leader, I…”
My sobs choked at the end of my words. Looking at his still figure, I forgot about my previous shame and changed my address automatically.
“Master….”
“……”
“I’m sorry… Ah, I’m sorry….”
His approaching figure appeared again. Tears hung on my chin, dripping one by one.
“I’m sorry.”
I said again, my voice trembling.
“Don’t leave…”
“Who said I was leaving?”
Looking up, his expression was faintly incredulous. His hand, which wiped away tears with the back, held a tie. It had been covering my eyes all morning, but it was the tie that had been discarded in the entrance since earlier.
Realizing he had no intention of leaving, instead of stopping my tears, I cried even more bitterly. Han Team Leader stared through my crying face and then reached out to push me onto the rug. He held my ankles, spreading them wide and folding my body in half.
“You need to let out some pent-up emotions now.”
“Guh, ugh, huh…”
My chest touched my knees. Han Team Leader wrapped the tie over my right wrist and ankle, the damp fabric clinging tightly, securely knotted.
He raised his hand to untie the remaining part of the tie loosely hung around his neck. The rougher texture of the tie’s cloth bound my other wrist and ankle in parallel.
“Uh…”
Between the buttocks and him, there was a gaping void. Although mocking words seemed imminent, he remained silent. I breathed heavily, looking up at him between my spread legs. Only then did I realize he wasn’t as calm and rational as he appeared. His pupils were dark and firm, and there was tension around his tightly closed lips.
“Wait a moment-”
The slow movement of his remaining fingers caught my attention vividly. Veins protruded from his sturdy forearm. There was no warning. His fingers touched the folds and forcibly widened the entrance.
“Guh!”
He inserted his fingers all the way in at once. A solid mass pushed through the stiff spine. He didn’t care about my tear-soaked cheek, didn’t meet my eyes; he just rapidly probed like a piston. He spread and teased my sensitive nerves, making everything chaotic. His muscular arm moved rhythmically in my blurry vision.
“Guh, uh, ah-”
“Open your eyes.”
His voice was rough. His other hand, not inside me, tightly gripped my buttocks and kneaded them. The swollen flesh was crushed between his fingers. Barely open, my eyes saw my erect penis and his thick, wet fingers moving inside me.
Judging that it was enough, he pulled out his fingers with a final squeeze. As soon as he opened the zipper, a terrifyingly swollen organ sprung out. I swallowed my fear. My heart raced. Despite countless rounds of mixing and teasing, the moment of insertion was still terrifying.
With a thud, the firm flesh collided with the open folds.
“Not yet- huh, ah!”
“…Ease up.”
“Guh, Team Leader, I… Ah, it hurts too much…”
The rock-hard glans were buried inside. He looked down at my rigid body as if it were a nuisance. I twisted my body with a gasp. I couldn’t move because I was tied up. Sharp pain, as if my body was being torn in half, continued incessantly. Despite knowing it was futile, suppressed sobs burst out.
“Guh, huh, huh…”
“…Relax for now.”
His voice was softer. His warm hand held and smoothed my buttocks like spreading them apart.
“In this state, I can’t take it out even if I want to.”
“Guh, how…?”
My trembling body was already beyond my control. Han Team Leader, who had been staring through my face, lowered his hand to wipe away tears from my eyes.
“Why are you like this?”
“Guh…”
“What are you so afraid of that you’ve stiffened like this?”
His touch was tender. As he leaned forward, the hard organ pushed further into me. The diminishing pain intensified. I cried and resisted.
“Guh, it’s too big… I’m not ready yet…”
“You’ve taken it just fine until now.”
The words were cold, but his warm lips lightly touched my tightly furrowed brow.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
He asked softly, his lips brushing against my ear. His fingers, inserted between my buttocks, gently caressed the strained folds.
“Guh, uh…”
“What are you so afraid of? …Like I would ever hurt you.”
I swallowed my tears and clumsily kissed his lips before me.
The ensuing kiss was long. His fingertips lightly stroked between my buttocks, like tapping. Gradually, my strength drained away. As the hole that had been clenched around his member loosened, he exhaled softly through his parted lips.
“Relax and endure. I’ll go slowly.”
I noticed his slightly furrowed brow. I opened my mouth and then closed it again. Swallowing the remaining tears, I nodded my head. The flesh that had been rigidly blocking the way slowly receded.
“Ah… huh!”
It was a slow insertion. The swollen organ, even more imposing than before, entered firmly. I suppressed my voice, enduring, and then bit my lips again. It felt like my stomach was full, and as I glanced downward, I saw black pubic hair and the thick shaft still remaining. The pulsating, thick shaft was ominously majestic. Just thinking about it being halfway inside me made me cry involuntarily.
“Ah, ha… Team Leader…”
He gently caressed my flattened belly with his warm palm. Still, his member relentlessly continued to push deeper inside without any mercy.
“It’s… guh, too deep…”
“It’s not even halfway in yet. You need to stop exaggerating.”
A wet kiss landed on my cheek. His fingers, which were exploring the wide entrance, retreated. And then, with a push, the glans soaked the deep part of my body. The shock pierced through my entire body.
“Ah!”
There was no escape. My body, bound like an anatomy practice model, was completely immobile. I couldn’t remember him ever penetrating this deeply before. I was so meticulously filled, and I felt like any slight movement from him would tear me apart.
“Team Leader, uh, huh…”
I looked up at him while crying endlessly. With a sigh, he gently pressed his lower lip against mine. Our breaths touching were rough.
“It’s done now. Stop crying.”
“Guh, huh…”
“Ease up inside. You won’t die from this.”
No, it felt like I would die. At the very least, I felt like my body would be ruined. His warm hand gently caressed my buttocks as they trembled.
“Breathe because I’m going to move.”
“Guh, huh…”
“…Stop crying.”
Tears kept flowing. After a short breath, he reached out and quickly untied the knot of the tie. Left, right. In an instant, the tied wrists and ankles fell apart, freeing my arms and legs. I raised my trembling arms and immediately hugged his neck.
“Team Leader…”
“I said stop crying.”
“Huh…”
“Seodan-ah.”
His voice was soft. Sweet and affectionate.
I widened my eyes, which had been tightly closed. As my blurry vision cleared, his face, looking down at me, came into view. There was a deep warmth in his cold eyes.
“If it hurts a lot, use a safety word.”
“Guh…”
“If you don’t use it, I’ll keep going.”
The firm end of his precise words echoed like a command. I shook my head, trembling, and wrapped my shaking legs around his waist. I leaned my cheek against his shoulder, breathing anxiously.
I heard his breath in my ear. The thick shaft that filled my body slowly and gently retreated.
