The reason I have no choice but to confine you in a snare.
The reason I chose ‘you’ specifically and not someone else.
Even after learning of my gloomy and dark reality, could you still look at me with shining eyes and say that? That those are adults’ stories so you don’t need to know.
That you could forgive me.
***
AM 11:15
For the first time since bringing the boy to this place, J personally cuts his hair.
He gently pushed aside the boy’s light brown hair that had grown long enough to cover his eyes, carefully gauging how much to cut. He was surprisingly good at cutting. He could even cut his own hair himself, so even if he couldn’t be confident about women’s hair, he could at least manage a man’s short hair.
J picked up the scissors from the table and quietly aimed at the boy’s nape.
Min, with a gown draped over his shoulders, looked at the sharply shining scissors blade with a startled gaze, frightened to the core.
J could easily stab Min’s neck with these scissors.
But he didn’t do that.
Snip snip.
Snip snip snip……
The sound of cutting Min’s hair.
J liked the sound when the sharp haircutting scissors snipped and cut through soft hair. It sometimes felt like the movement of backstroke cutting across gentle waves.
The boy’s pale face that had been hidden behind his hair for a while was immediately reflected in the mirror.
J met eyes with the boy in the mirror with an expressionless gaze. The boy’s gaze flinched for a moment but didn’t deliberately try to avoid J’s gaze.
A round head revealed like a chestnut.
Cutting the hair short so the long neckline stood out made him look even more youthful and fragile than his twenty-year-old age. On the white, pale nape, the remnants of black hair clung in bits. J reached out his hand to remove the hair, then lightly stroked that soft texture. He could feel Min’s neck immediately shrinking back.
J smiled slightly at the boy for the first time in a while.
Since we’re tidying up the hair anyway, it would be good to tidy up down below too.
At J’s unbelievable words, the boy’s pupils dilated.
After finishing tidying the boy’s hair, J brought the rope that had been discarded for a while and immediately bound his slender body. The boy, who had grasped his intention, only looked up at J briefly with a haggard complexion but didn’t offer any particular resistance. He must have learned by now that resistance was useless. Was this that “learned helplessness” K had talked about?
J bound Min’s body delicately and meticulously like a craftsman who might appear in a Japanese documentary. At a glance, he looked serious enough to seem like someone doing some kind of earnest art work. At this moment, he concentrated only on binding Min. A fragile, cute, still young living creature. The soft skin K liked.
He grabbed the rope with enough strength to leave red marks on this skin and squeezed the boy’s slender body tight. From the boy’s mouth, who finally couldn’t bear it, a strangely high-pitched moan escaped. Being bound always hurt. It was the most miserable torture. And humiliation.
J’s binding skills could now be described as almost reaching the realm of art without awkwardness. He meticulously arranged the knot of the last rope and firmly inserted it between the boy’s legs.
Min lay flat like a frog pinned to a laboratory table, placed before the man with only his crotch spread in a V-shape.
Lest he accidentally bite his tongue out of shame.
J, who had been sighing lowly, coldly ignored the boy’s tear-soaked gaze and even gagged him with a red handkerchief.
He now held a disposable razor in his hand.
He was going to make the boy’s cock fully exposed with this.
So the cute and soft flesh would be completely revealed.
While the hair was being shaved, the boy shed tears endlessly.
Meanwhile, J blatantly mocked Min’s cock attempting to erect while dripping wet cooper fluid, perhaps thanks to the training effect.
I have no desire to sympathize with Min.
Before the boy, I must thoroughly be in the position of a cold master.
This is that kind of game.
How far into the abyss can one person be dropped?
How powerless an individual can one be made into?
After shaving the boy’s lower area completely clean, he finally gazed with a satisfied face at Min’s lower body spread wide open for a while.
A young man’s pure body.
A white and smooth body that still seemed to preserve purity despite such ruthless acts stained with immorality.
Like the statue of David.
Like the incarnation of a young Cupid.
J unconsciously grabbed the boy’s red cock standing erect as if entranced. Without caring about the reaction of the boy trembling and sobbing like a young beast, he took that cock fully into his mouth and sucked without hesitation. The characteristic sour semen smell immediately flowed in. Not even much time had passed before he attempted to ejaculate right away due to excessive tension and excitement.
J pressed his lips to the urethral opening and greedily sucked up all the ejaculated semen he had sprayed without leaving anything behind.
***
PM 2:30
“Hyung.”
This time more clearly.
“Hyung.”
“……”
“Are you… listening to me?”
It’s Min.
J, who had been flipping through an economic magazine, glanced at Min from beyond his glasses.
Though he had only released the gag, the boy was still tied in the same position as before with his crotch fully fixed. Signs that he was gradually reaching his limit were beginning to show. The body bound tightly without mercy on purpose would have no blood circulation. Nevertheless, the boy endured well. He had become experienced in enduring by now.
“Hyung….”
Hnngh.
Min is shedding tears.
“Hyung… please……”
“……”
“Please untie me.”
The completely hoarse voice was enough to evoke pity from anyone who heard it.
Screaming all kinds of screams every night like that, his voice couldn’t be intact.
“Hyung… I… I don’t hate you.”
Hnh… hngh… hk.
“I won’t… hate you. No, I can’t hate anyone.”
Silence.
“So please… let me go.”
Silence again.
“Hyung… this too… is an adult matter, right? Is that it?”
………
“I’m stupid so I can’t really… think deep thoughts. But… adults might have darkness so deep that kids like us can’t imagine… that’s what I think.”
Silence.
“Hyung… please…… please let me live……”
Silence.
***
Why didn’t you resist from the beginning?
……Rather than not resisting… I couldn’t.
………
…Seongsaengnim.
I’m someone who has lived believing that behind human actions, there must always be some purpose or reason.
But there are people who aren’t like that.
People who live only for their own selfishness without clear purpose or reason exist plenty.
………
So I think they aren’t people.
They weren’t people.
They’re just beasts who don’t bare their teeth.
And now I’m most afraid that… I might become such a person.
***
PM 5:00
Just how much time had passed?
The bound body becomes numb. Min’s face turned deathly pale from the unbearable pain. Tepid tears pooled in his eyes reflexively trickled down that face in streams.
Please… please untie me.
I won’t ask to be let go anymore.
I’ll roll around like a dog at your feet for a lifetime.
Just untie this rope! Please!!!
Uu.
Uuuu… uuuu……
Strange words that couldn’t become language leaked continuously from the boy’s mouth.
The boy was slowly going insane like this.
J knew this fact better than anyone, and K was no different.
But ironically, it was the boy himself who wasn’t fully aware of this fact.
After such punishment-like time had passed.
J personally washed the boy’s body that had grown cold and stiff.
The water temperature was at an appropriate level, but the boy was unusually cold, his teeth chattering. Toward the boy who had turned deathly pale and was trembling violently, J quietly brought his finger to below his own lips.
“Shhhh….”
J’s large hands reached every spot that was bruised dark blue. His hand briefly grazed the piercing on the dangling nipples. Just that alone caused the sensitively heated body to be dyed pink.
The boy, fated to receive the men’s desires day after day, had become a male prostitute.
