Starting Point

The boy collapsed with a thud, unable to control his trembling, shaking legs.

An outstretched hand lightly embraced the boy’s small body and headed toward some room.

The boy panted heavily, breathing hard, and carefully examined the face of the person holding him.

A straight, neat white face wearing glasses.

I can’t believe even now, at this very moment, that a person with a face like this… someone who was once kind and gentle to me has transformed into a horrific and disgusting demon.

Everything felt like a dream. A terrible nightmare.

I had no idea how much time had passed.

I quickly learned how meaningless it was to measure the passage of time in this place.

The boy was permitted no freedom whatsoever. There was nowhere to go, and no one to meet except for them.

The boy was in a position of being ‘raised’ like a beast in this place. There was no reason for the passage of time to be useful to an animal being raised.

He was given enemas over and over while bent over the bathtub. J injected the enema solution into the large syringe-shaped tube until it overflowed.

The boy crouched down with his butt raised over the bathtub, supporting his trembling legs. He had to somehow endure with his fragile body the shame and fear that would come. It was something he’d never done normally. He’d never even suffered from constipation.

But why on earth was an enema necessary? Why did they have to forcibly insert those liquids into my anus and completely empty everything below until diarrhea flowed out?

He gradually came to understand the reason for this.

“Huu… huuk… keuk.”

The tingling sensation when the last liquid was all absorbed into the intestines.

This was a terrible pain that someone who hasn’t experienced it could never know.

The boy wanted to collapse while clutching his lower abdomen, but because he was tied up, he became unable to do either this or that. He wasn’t restrained with grip strength strong enough to paralyze his whole body like when he was first dragged here, but it was equally agonizing now. They seemed to be gradually taking pleasure in taming him this way. The boy himself had now come to realize to some degree that the more he looked at them pitifully with those clear eyes, the more their sadism doubled and grew.

Convulsions occurred in his buttocks because of the plug inserted in his anus. The boy Min cried out like a baby lamb, trembling his shoulders. J, who had been deliberately ignoring the boy’s suffering while looking away, slapped his deathly pale buttocks several times—smack smack. Each time, it felt like all the foreign substances in his belly would burst out, so the boy gritted his teeth and endured the feeling.

“It… hurts… hurts. My stomach… hurts…… my stomach…… hik.”

The boy screams like a beast, drooling with unfocused eyes. But he also knows that this scream is merely the beginning of the desperate pain to come.

Until the man removed the plug, he trembled as if dying from extreme abdominal pain, then the moment the plug was pulled out of his butt, the boy began defecating with fierce intensity.

Splat splat splat. The boy looked down stupidly with tear-soaked vacant eyes at the traces of his filthily scattered excrement. Not a human but a beast. A pig being raised. K used to call him that way. Those words were right.

J, who had been watching the boy from beginning to end with a cold, expressionless gaze like a scientist observing an experimental subject and recording a log, walked barefoot across the messy excrement the boy had scattered, not even finding it dirty.

The moment cold water poured down over his entire body, the boy lost consciousness as if falling asleep.

AM 0:30

The boy woke from light sleep, startled by the sudden pain as if his hair would be pulled out.

The boy raised his bleary eyes and looked at the person before him.

K was looking into the boy’s stupid face with a strange gaze that flashed like a beast. The moment he made eye contact with the boy, he showed his teeth and grinned.

“Sleep well, kid? It’s time to eat cum.”

If you’re fed, put to sleep, and washed, you must repay it without fail.

It was a thorough rule in this place.

Even though he wasn’t here of his own volition.

They continued to brainwash the boy that way. To prevent his weakened body and hazy mind from being able to proceed with any further thinking.

They didn’t bother using drugs on the boy. From past experience, they knew all too well that relying on drugs actually acted as an evil that shortened the time of the enjoyable game.

Drugs aren’t necessary.

Use carrots and sticks alternately to create a helpless mental state and body.

To break even the will to escape requires long hours of brainwashing.

Even though he still looks at me with those pitiful bunny-like eyes, before long his stiff mind might return and he might try the shallow trick of trying to escape. Like that bastard who once tried to escape, was caught, and had his legs crushed.

“If you bite again today, I’ll pull out all your front teeth.”

He deliberately threatened while happily whispering in the boy’s ear. The tool he placed before the boy’s eyes was none other than pliers. The moment the boy saw it, he flinched in surprise and trembled finely like an aspen tree. K. This man would be fully capable of doing such cruel things and more.

The man grabbed the boy’s hair and firmly fixed him toward his groin.

He shook his head this way and that to avoid the man’s huge cock that would soon arrive right before his nose, then eventually got hit hard.

Smack, smack.

The man’s palm print was stamped like a brand on both struck cheeks immediately. The man, seemingly pleased with that finely convulsing face, grabbed his chin and pulled it up close to himself.

“How dare you resist, you cock-sized thing.”

He muttered while roughly wiping with his thumb the tears flowing from the boy’s face.

“Stop crying with that face.”

“……”

“Because it makes me want to kill you.”

Hik, keuup.

At those words, he happily watches and laughs—haha—at the boy’s mouth closing like a clam.

A bluish face with a mouthful of the man’s cock.

J watches that face that looks stupid like a pig with an expressionless gaze, his slender legs crossed long.

Pig kid.

The only word that comes to mind at this moment is just one. Pig kid.

A lump of filth greedily receiving the man’s cum.

A whore like a sewer.

The fellatio skills of receiving K’s cock thrust in all the way to the uvula seem to have definitely improved from the first time. It seems the pliers placed beside him as a threat weren’t for nothing. He shrugged his shoulders and once again shuddered at K’s terrible cruelty.

He wouldn’t care even if his own child died.

Didn’t K say he had a son not much different in age from the boy? No, was it a daughter? Anyway.

He definitely once mentioned in passing that he had one child from a woman he rolled around with long ago, and that bastard resembled him and was quite something.

K is a man like filth. A cancerous existence that shouldn’t exist in the world.

Pouring filth filled only with black, dirty desires into the mouth of a young man not much different from his own son.

If this isn’t madness, what else could you call it?

Bang, bang, bang. Tasting the feeling of being struck violently enough to make his head ring hard, the boy trembled his whole body like a doll in sync with the man’s hand movements, eyes tightly shut.

“Uup… hup! Uuhup……”

Unlike the lower hole, the cave-like dark interior mixed thoroughly with sticky saliva definitely has a smooth taste. Even though there’s no sensation of tightly squeezing, K moaned lowly because he didn’t dislike this warm texture, grabbing the boy’s small head firmly and shaking his hips even faster.

Thud, thud, thud.

Uuuup.

Thud… thud… thud……!

Uhup. Uuuuup!

My love must be coming The sound of night rain The sound of my love’s footsteps The sound of night rain

“Hey, can’t you suck it more properly?”

K, who had been leisurely singing a song while enjoying the boy’s mouth, commanded strictly like a military drill instructor and thrust his waist up close.

My love must be leaving The sound of the night rain stopping

K’s movements, muttering the lyrics through gritted teeth, became increasingly violent.

J felt pity for the first time while looking at K’s back, unable to contain the brutality within himself like a beast in heat.

Came with the night rain Leaving with the night rain My love is a traveler of rain

Uuuuuhup…….

Uuuu. J also felt impatient lust while looking at the small mouth of the boy endlessly muttering unknown moans while shedding tears.

Fall, night rain Fall so my love comes Drip driiiiip Fall endlessly

The moment the song ended, the man’s lower body, which had exploded all the filth inside without remainder, abruptly pulled out from the boy’s mouth. Gulping down the long stream of whitish cum, the boy suddenly looked at J with empty pupils dark as night.

AM 5:50

The boy, who has forgotten words, no longer asks the man about the reason for this crazy behavior. He raises empty eyes to face the man’s face indifferently, then quietly lowers his head, overpowered by that force.

J quite liked this attitude of the boy’s.

There are things in the world that exist without any particular reason.

The man mutters like that while washing the boy’s soft hair, forgetting even who he’s talking to.

Why do you try to question cause and effect for everything?

People of the world.

They try to give strange meaning even to things that are merely rules.

I call that rules. We move according to physiological rules and also eat and have sex.