Strap-ons Aren't Just for Women
Taehyun couldn't keep up with the situation. He had no idea what kind of "match" Dohyung was talking about, what "Sissy" meant, or what the hell was even happening right now.
"What the hell are you talking about..." Taehyun muttered, his face completely blank with shock. Dohyung smirked at him.
"Now, let me explain the rules of this match. You two will strap on what I just gave you and... fuck the new recruit. You get the gist, right?"
Hearing Dohyung's words, Jia and Jiseon picked up the strap-ons lying at their feet. Watching them, an inexplicable dread began to pool in Taehyun's chest. Although he didn't fully grasp the situation, he knew instinctively that he was in extreme danger.
"So, how do we decide the winner and the loser? Well, since we have a new recruit today, I'm feeling generous. Only one of you three will be punished."
Jia and Jiseon's eyes widened in surprise. They had naturally assumed that two out of the three would be punished. The revelation that only one person would suffer was entirely unexpected.
"Nabi and Kkami, if you fuck our new Sissy and make him cum, you win. Whoever makes him cum first gets a reward. The second one gets no reward, but she won't be punished either. However, if you fail to make him cum... you'll be punished. Got it?"
Dohyung smirked as he watched Jia and Jiseon flinch at the word 'punishment.' They had developed a near-PTSD level of sensitivity to the word, and seeing them like this brought him immense satisfaction.
"And Sissy, your win condition is simple. Hold it in. Don't cum. If you get fucked by both of them and still manage to hold it in, I'll give you the first-place prize. If you only cum once, no reward, but no punishment either. But if you cum twice... you're the one getting punished."
"W-what the fuck are you talking about?! Stop talking crazy, you insane bastard!" As the reality of the situation finally began to sink in, Taehyun screamed at Dohyung, his voice trembling. Anyone could hear the sheer terror of what was to come dripping from his words.
"Well, I suppose I am a bit crazy. Crazy for revenge, that is." Dohyung manipulated a few levers on Taehyun's chair. The chair tilted forward, forcing Taehyun into a prone position suspended in the air. With his hands and legs bound, he was still completely helpless.
"Now, come over here and remove the bottom panel of the chair. That'll expose his ass, and then we'll begin. As for the time limit... how about until lunchtime? I'll just watch from the side, so go wild."
Leaving Taehyun suspended, Dohyung walked over to a nearby chair and sat down. As soon as Dohyung stepped away, Jia and Jiseon slowly approached Taehyun. Watching them draw near, Taehyun shrieked at them.
"W-wait! Hey! What are you guys doing? Hurry up and untie me!!"
Jiseon knelt down in front of the screaming Taehyun, bringing her face level with his. *Slap!* She struck him across the face with all her might. The sudden blow left Taehyun dazed, his mind struggling to process what had just happened.
"Shut the fuck up, you piece of trash. Just shut up and get ready to get fucked."
"What... what are you saying, Jiseon..." At the sound of his old classmate calling her by her real name, Jiseon slapped his cheek once more.
"I'm not Jiseon. My name here is Kkami. You're one of us now... so you'd better remember that."
Jiseon smirked at Taehyun. In truth, she had been secretly hoping for this. She had desperately wanted either Taehyun or Eunji to be kidnapped next. After being tormented by Jia for being the lowest-ranking slave, she finally had a punching bag of her own to relieve her stress. The thought filled her with dark exhilaration.
"Kkami, hurry up and take off the bottom panel so we can start. We don't have that much time before lunch."
"Ah, yes, Nabi." At Jia's command, Jiseon quickly stood up and moved behind Taehyun. Just as Dohyung had said, the bottom panel of the chair was designed to slide out easily. Once she pulled it away, Taehyun's bare buttocks were fully exposed to the cold air.
"So, how should we do this? Taking turns is probably best, right? Honestly, I'd love to just keep going until I make him cum, but I don't think that's the kind of show Master wants to see."
"Yes, I agree. We don't have much time, so let's start quickly."
Taehyun was terrified by how they casually discussed his fate while completely ignoring him. The sheer helplessness of knowing exactly what was about to happen to him, yet being unable to do a single thing to stop it, amplified the terror clawing at his mind.
"Oh, and don't worry about any mess! I made sure to clean him out thoroughly beforehand just in case!" Dohyung called out from across the room as Jia and Jiseon prepared to begin.
By "cleaned out," Dohyung meant he had used a slime similar to the anal plug currently lodged inside Jiseon's backside. Anticipating the entertaining spectacle about to unfold, Dohyung crossed his arms and watched. The image of Taehyun being forced to cum while being pegged by two women was incredibly satisfying. Of course, Dohyung could have fucked Taehyun himself, but he had no desire to do so. No matter how much he wanted revenge, he had no interest in sleeping with a man. It was far better to delegate the task of tormenting Taehyun to Jia and Jiseon.
Jia and Jiseon strapped on the harnesses Dohyung had thrown to them. Having a realistic dildo dangling between their thighs was far from a pleasant experience, but they had no choice if they wanted to avoid punishment.
"I'll go first." Jia applied a generous amount of lube to her strap-on and positioned herself behind Taehyun's exposed rear.
"Hey, wait! Don't do it! I said stop!!"
"Shut up! We're going to fuck you, so just hurry up and cum!" Ignoring Taehyun's desperate pleas, Jia ruthlessly shoved the thick dildo straight into his tight, unprepared anus.
"Aaargh! It hurts! It hurts!! Pull it out, Jia!!" As the thick dildo forced its way into his un-stretched passage, a tearing pain ripped through Taehyun, forcing an agonizing scream from his throat.
Watching him writhe, Jia felt absolutely nothing. In the past, she might have felt a shred of guilt, but now, her mind was consumed by a single, desperate thought: she had to avoid Dohyung's punishment at all costs.
"Shut up! Just cum already!!" Jia screamed, thrusting her hips forward. Thanks to the lube, the dildo slid in and out with relative ease, but the agonizing friction was entirely Taehyun's to bear.
"Aaaagh! Stop! Stop moving!! Please!!" Every time Jia thrust, Taehyun shrieked in agony. Having never experienced anything like this before, there was absolutely no pleasure in it for him. It was pure, unadulterated torture as the synthetic shaft repeatedly violated his raw flesh.
Completely ignoring his cries, Jia thrust her hips as fast as she could, ruthlessly pounding Taehyun's backside.
"Fuck! Fuck! Just cum! Just hurry up and cum already!" Suspended from the chair and relentlessly pegged by Jia, Taehyun felt his sanity slipping away. He was drowning in a sea of pain, his mind fractured by the sheer absurdity and horror of his sudden downfall.
Watching from afar, Dohyung laughed. It was a laugh of pure, unadulterated bliss. Years ago, in a desperate bid to escape the hell of school violence, Dohyung had turned to his teachers. But because of Taehyun's influence, none of them had lifted a finger to help him. Some had even yelled at Dohyung, asking what he had done wrong to deserve it. They all knew that sucking up to Taehyun was the key to securing favors from his powerful father. With every avenue of escape blocked by Taehyun, Dohyung's life had been a living hell.
But look at them now. Dohyung felt as if he were in heaven. Three of the four monsters who had once tormented him so helplessly were now tearing each other apart. They had to be living in their own personal hell right now—a hell crafted entirely by his own hands. The realization that his revenge was proceeding flawlessly sent a thrill of ecstasy through his veins. It was a pleasure far deeper than any basic physical desire. On top of that, the last remaining target, Eunji, would be brought here soon. The thought of breaking Taehyun just a little more before dragging Eunji into this abyss made Dohyung's smile widen.
"You fucking bastard, just cum already!!" Jia screamed in frustration. She had been vigorously thrusting her hips for thirty minutes, but Taehyun showed no signs of climaxing—he wasn't even erect. Of course, this was only natural. Taehyun's body had never been conditioned to feel pleasure from behind, and Jia's clumsy, frantic pounding with a piece of silicone could hardly be called proper stimulation.
"Huff, puff... Kkami, let's swap. This is exhausting." Failing to make him cum, Jia finally pulled the dildo out and stepped back, panting. Without giving Taehyun even a second to breathe, Jiseon stepped up and shoved her own dildo into his abused passage.
"They say if you hit a guy's prostate, he'll cum, right? Let's see if I can find it!"
"Ugh... stop... stop..." Jiseon was physically stronger than Jia, and her rough thrusts sent a searing, burning pain through Taehyun's lower half. It felt as if his internal organs were being scraped raw by the rapidly moving silicone.
"Nabi! Don't just stand there. Come over here and give me a blowjob." Dohyung called out to Jia, who had been standing idly by, watching Jiseon work her hips.
"Yes, Master! Nabi is coming!" At Dohyung's command, Jia quickly unbuckled her harness, ran over to him, and knelt before his chair. She carefully pulled down his trousers and took his erect shaft into her mouth, wrapping her lips smoothly around it.
Receiving a blowjob from Jia while watching Taehyun get pegged by Jiseon—the sheer depravity of the scene had Dohyung on the verge of climaxing. Jia's skills had certainly improved, but it was the sheer absurdity of the situation, of having his former tormentors perform this twisted play for his amusement, that truly aroused him.
Having sucked Dohyung's cock more times than she could count, Jia knew exactly where to lick and stimulate to drive him wild.
"Nabi, you've become quite the expert. Truly worthy of being my first slave."
"Mmph! Nnh... *Gasp*... Thank you, Master!" Jia gasped out her gratitude between wet sucks. In the past, she would have said these things out of sheer fear of punishment, but now, her words carried a terrifying hint of genuine sincerity.
Dohyung looked over Jia's head, watching Taehyun's pain-contorted face as Jiseon continued to ride him. Jiseon was slapping Taehyun's buttocks with her palm, thrusting her hips wildly to force a reaction.
"Feels good, doesn't it? I've been on the receiving end enough to know you're secretly loving this! So hurry up and cum!"
Jiseon was actually starting to enjoy pegging Taehyun. Ever since she was kidnapped, she had been forced to use only her backside, to the point where her body had been conditioned to climax from anal stimulation—something she would have found unthinkable in the past. As a psychological defense mechanism, tormenting Taehyun, who was now in the same pathetic position she had been in, felt incredibly liberating. Her latent, sadistic nature, which had always enjoyed bullying others, was beginning to resurface.
"Mnh... Ah!" Dohyung let out a low groan and ejaculated directly into Jia's mouth. Jia caught every drop of his warm semen, swallowing it down with a soft gulp. She then bowed her head deeply to show her gratitude.
"Thank you... for bestowing the reward of your seed upon this masochistic slave."
"Good girl. Now, it's about time to swap. But you guys might run out of time. Let me remind you: if you can't make him cum... you're the ones getting punished."
"Ah! No, absolutely not! Don't worry, Master, I'll make sure this bastard cums!" Terrified by the word 'punishment,' Jia scrambled to her feet, rushed back to Taehyun, and strapped her harness back on.
"Kkami, move! It's my turn."
"Whew... This guy just won't blow. We need to make him cum fast... Should I just grab his dick and jerk him off?" Hearing Jiseon's mutterings, Dohyung called out loudly.
"No touching his dick, obviously! You have to make him cum solely by pegging him from behind!"
At Dohyung's command, Jia and Jiseon resumed their relentless assault, taking turns driving their dildos into Taehyun's raw backside. Time ticked away.
"Ah!" "Oh, so this is how you do it." As time passed, Jia and Jiseon finally figured out the sweet spot. They began pressing the dildo firmly against Taehyun's prostate, thrusting their hips with renewed vigor. Taehyun, his mind almost entirely blank from the trauma, found his penis twitching and semi-erect from the direct prostate stimulation, pre-cum slowly dripping from the tip.
"Pfft, hahaha! Look at you, getting hard without anyone even touching your dick. You look like a proper sissy now. Once you cum like that, you're finished as a man."
Taehyun was too far gone to even register Dohyung's mockery. But eventually, under Jia's relentless friction, a few thick drops of white semen finally spilled from the tip of his penis, dripping onto the cold floor. Seeing the semen hit the ground, Jia squealed with delight.
"He came! Master! I made the sissy cum!!"
"Oh, excellent. Nabi passes! Now it's just Kkami's turn to do it once more, right?" Hearing Dohyung's praise, Jia felt like she was walking on air. Not only had she escaped punishment, but she was also in line for a reward. In contrast, Jiseon, who had yet to fulfill her win condition, grew frantic. The moment Jia stepped aside, Jiseon immediately shoved her dildo back into Taehyun's raw anus.
"Fuck! If I end up getting punished because of you, I'll fucking kill you! So just cum already, you perverted freak!"
Taehyun, practically unconscious, couldn't even muster a response. He could only hang limply from the chair, absorbing Jiseon's frantic thrusts. Finally, just as the time limit drew near and lunchtime approached, Jiseon succeeded in forcing a second climax out of him.
"Cutting it close, but you made it." Deciding the show was over, Dohyung stood up and walked over to the three of them.
"Shall we announce the results? Nabi takes first place and gets a reward. Kkami, in second place, gets neither a reward nor a punishment. And our little Sissy... well, you're getting punished, aren't you?"
Hanging limply in his bonds, the unconscious Taehyun didn't hear a word. Perhaps it was a mercy that he had blacked out. After all, he couldn't even begin to imagine the horrific punishment that now awaited him.