“I.”
Gong Haejin bit out each word. He grabbed Dohui’s thin forearm in an instant — hard enough it felt like he’d snap it — and closed in until their noses nearly touched.
“Say it’s fast. Then that’s what it has to be.”
His tone made it clear he had not the slightest interest in Dohui’s thoughts or will. He was the one who gave orders, and Dohui was the one who followed them. As though that was the only way to pay for what he’d done.
He carried himself like a merciful god of justice holding a scale. A god holding both a scale and a blade at once. His scale was skewed and his blade pointed the wrong way. Dohui had kept telling him so, but none of it reached a man who had sealed both his eyes and his ears.
Dohui’s neck was a ruin. The marks left from where the man had strangled him with one hand the day before were branded into his skin like a seal. Dohui didn’t know what position he was in, what expression he was wearing, or just how wrecked he looked. His shoulders — so thin the curves of bone showed clearly — trembled pitifully. It was different from yesterday, when he’d been turning his head every which way in a panic.
When his chin was tilted up slightly, the vivid marks were laid bare, and they were quite striking. Below that, his collarbone jutted out, running straight and flawless. His thin forearms looked like they’d snap instantly with one squeeze. His flat chest rose and fell in deep, heavy waves. Though it probably wasn’t that cold anymore, his nipples — tinged a reddish hue — were slightly stiffened.
“Still trembling? It shouldn’t be cold now.”
Even at the gently attentive question, Dohui didn’t answer readily. Through the lips outlined in red lines, his white, fine teeth showed. In that small face, the eyes, nose, and mouth each sat right where they belonged.
He’ll fetch a decent price.
Gong Haejin calmly appraised him. Of course, a loss was still a loss. Pretty-faced but not a trace of sensuality, and if he kept acting like an untamed beast like this, all he’d get for it was a beating. Though that too was something this one would have to deal with.
There was no reason to go easy on someone who’d left a small scratch on his pride.
He pulled him sharply toward himself again. The knees he’d been kneeling on wobbled as he rose unsteadily to his feet. Gong Haejin drew him in lightly and laid him down on the sofa.
He took a brief look — from the face of the boy who couldn’t pull himself together, upper body half risen, down to the spread between his open thighs. He let out a quiet smirk at the sight of his cock, completely unaroused.
“Curious?”
“…….”
“About what you’re going to be doing from now on. What I’m going to do to you. Whether I’ll be gentle. Or…….”
“……St-stop.”
“Stop whining.”
The courage Dohui had dredged up from the very bottom of himself, the man batted away as though it were a child’s petulance.
“I’m rougher than I look. Me and those men alike.”
His already-large eyes grew even larger.
“Now you know?”
I’ve been watching this whole time, from the moment you walked in here until now. So, Dohui. Try harder to fight back. It’ll be more fun that way. Sitting there draining yourself like this makes it feel like holding a corpse. Ruins the damn mood.
It was the moment Dohui tried to move his body to break free from the man. Gong Haejin pressed down on Dohui’s bruised neck again. The marks stamped there from the strangling yesterday were quite a sight.
Dohui’s hands grabbed at the man wherever they could and scratched. His blunt nails grazed the man’s straight nose, and he pinched his lips too.
“Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.”
Words that never reached Dohui’s ears.
The man spread Dohui’s struggling thighs. One leg was hooked over the back of the sofa, the other dropped down below. He tried to close his legs but the man’s body pressed in deeply and made even that impossible. He ended up in a position that wrapped around the man’s upper body instead.
“Ugh…… s-save…….”
While being strangled, a strange pain radiated from below. Dohui clawed frantically at the man. But even that survival instinct did nothing to stop the relentless pressure against his groin.
Something wet and fleshy pressed against his hole. Any man would know what it was. The head of a cock. The man bore down, trying to force open what was tightly sealed shut.
“Ngh, ugh……!”
Dohui glanced downward and gagged. The man’s cock was attempting to push its way inside his body.
It was grotesque. Large, long, something — whether veins or tendons — writhing and coiling like a snake. Darker and more crimson than the man’s own skin tone, it felt like a weapon.
He felt like he was going to be sick. It was filthy. He had never put anything inside from behind before. Something like that can’t possibly fit! A desperate scream pooled inside Dohui, going nowhere.
“Relax. Otherwise you’ll tear.”
“Aah……! Ah…….”
Dohui’s world tore apart. Shredded into pieces, ground to dust with nothing left.
The cock, which had made use of Dohui’s mouth to become fully hard, pushed into a place no one had ever violated before. His body split in two, and humiliation clung thickly to every part of him from the inside out. No matter how much he thrashed, it wouldn’t come loose.
The more the man moved his hips, the greater the pain became.
“Hff…….”
His vision blurred. Being pinned down and impaled while his throat was being squeezed — it was no wonder his body reacted that way.
As the strength in Dohui’s hands gradually faded, his throat was freed. How many times had it been already, just today. A rough cough scraped up his throat. Dohui gripped his neck and hacked.
“Open up.”
Gong Haejin pushed something he’d been handed into Dohui’s mouth, which hadn’t yet recovered its breath.
A small, round, pink thing. Before Dohui could even register that it was a pill — the kind that looked like cheap candy — the man, water in his mouth, covered Dohui’s lips with his own. Sweetness spread across his tongue in a slow trickle. Warmed by the man’s body heat, it slid down easily.
There was no unpleasant sensation. Even after he’d swallowed everything in his mouth, the lips didn’t pull away. Instead they pressed further in. A tongue entered and tasted the inside of Dohui’s mouth. It swept through thoroughly, as though checking that every drop of water had been swallowed.
Hff…… just as his breath began to grow ragged, the man pulled back ever so slightly. Dohui’s panting breath spilled between Gong Haejin’s parted lips.
“This is me being quite considerate.”
Every time he spoke, the full curve of his lips grazed Dohui’s.
“Want more water?”
A calm enough question to ask while buried inside someone. Offering water while violating another person without restraint. When Dohui tensed his body, the man let out a small, stifled groan.
“If you clench like that it hurts. I’m barely holding on as it is.”
“Hff…… I don’t want this. P-please. Just let me…….”
“I said I’m tired of hearing that.”
This conversation going in circles is no good. For either of us. Saying that, the man rolled his hips. It was not a light movement by any measure. It felt like something kept snagging, being forced open with brute pressure.
Dohui shook in the grip of an unfamiliar pain. Even the slightest shift might crush his insides. It was not a size meant to be held inside a body. It felt like a grotesque bludgeon.
Every time, Dohui’s body was pushed a little further. Thud! Thud! The sound of something colliding somewhere rang out, and his insides were pried open further. The thrusting was relentless enough that his rear was ground down roughly.
Even when it felt like there was no more room left inside him, the man’s merciless cock kept coming — until finally he could feel the man’s pubic hair against his skin. Something inside him opened in a way it shouldn’t. Like a door that should never have been opened had been forced wide. Tears with an entirely different meaning slid down his face.
“Haa…….”
It was then that an unfamiliar sound slipped from between Dohui’s lips.
As time passed, his head grew hazy. Dohui recognized that this was what happened as the drug was absorbed into his body. But that didn’t change anything he could do about it. All he could do was lie there, pinned down, impaled, and panting.
Every time Dohui resisted, the man responded with violence. Choking him, or roughly twisting his nipples. The man’s grip was so powerful his neck felt like it might snap. As wretched as it was, he wanted to live. He didn’t want to die. He didn’t want to be raped by a strange man in a place where no one would ever know, and have his life end like this.
Dohui, who refused to let go of hope until the very last, clenched his empty fist tight.
At some point the strength left his lower body.
“Aah…… mm, mm. Ahh…….”
Strength left his fingertips too.
Dohui’s world lurched like a broken gear. The irregular hammering of his heart was strange. It beat so fast he wondered if it might burst.
When he was small, he’d been pestering his mother beside her and accidentally knocked over the food waste bin. An unbearable smell poured over him from head to crown, and the tangled mess of scraps had covered his entire body.
What he felt now wasn’t much different. The filthy man’s scent contaminated him. From deep inside his body all the way out to the surface. He wanted to tear it off, but didn’t have the strength to.
Snap, snap.
At the sound of fingers being flicked, Dohui’s clouded eyes turned toward it. He moved following the sound, yet couldn’t see anything at all. As though buried inside fog. It was the tears.
Even when Dohui closed his eyes deeply and opened them again, the tears welled up immediately and blurred his sight once more.
“Just feel it.”
“Hff…….”
“Yeah. Like that.”
An unfamiliar arousal crept in. His brain melted soft. He needed to refuse, yet something was deeply, inexplicably wrong. He was so repulsed he felt sick to his stomach, yet his body opened. Sensations that weren’t his own will tormented Dohui.
Whether that was a good thing or not.
It was too much to bear.
“Hff…….”
“Getting tame already? Drug users, I swear.”
At Gong Haejin’s mockery, Dohui bit down on his lip. The taste of iron tapped at the tip of his tongue.
“G-get…… Ah!“
“Are you telling me to move away?”
He finished the words for him, then pressed himself even closer against Dohui’s upper body.
His body — which had defied its owner’s commands — worked at the cock inside it, clenching and releasing with a rhythm of its own. Enough that he could feel the inner walls vibrating. Whenever Dohui tensed his abdomen against the foreign sensation, the man’s brow creased.
“Hah…….”
