My Wife Became the Homeless Men's Living Toilet 1
I slowly nodded at Lee Hyun's proposal. I was terrified. Even the sight of my wife mating with beasts right in front of me had become bearable now. No, the goddess of masochism who bloomed more brilliantly the deeper she plummeted into the abyss below humanity—her form drove me to excruciating arousal.
But... I'd learned something from what happened to my father. The organization bastards would inevitably strip away anything precious to her. The more she cherished something, the greater satisfaction their sadism derived, and my wife, the severe masochist, reached ineffable peaks of pleasure the moment she lost what was most dear to her.
I knew it all too well. That's why I was so utterly afraid. Right now, the most precious existence to her was me.
By day, the goddess worshipped by countless masses. By night, the sex slave ravaged by countless men. She was so busy she scarcely had a moment alone. Yet she was profoundly lonely. And now, someone like me had entered her life.
The silent bedroom that greeted her after a night spent in other men's arms—soon, that cold, empty space would hold me. Just having someone to embrace, to babble to like a child about the grueling day behind her... The organization knew full well how precious that was to her. And they were simply biding their time until the moment was ripe.
Her mother. In this era, unlike Seoji-an's time, divorce was no longer a stain. The radiant goddess, Lee Seol—men who coveted her husband's spot littered the nation. Even if they learned her true nature as a masochistic flesh urinal, there'd still be lines of them eager for that fishy side of her.
From the organization's perspective, I was just another amusing consumable. What I feared most now... was no longer being allowed by her side.
That's why I'd resolved to share every moment with her. Even as she surrendered to other men... even in those pathetic instants mingling with beasts... I didn't know when this precious time permitted to me would end.
First, I safely escorted my parents away with the organization members. Lee Hyun spoke to me, since I'd agreed to attend today's event together.
"Brother-in-law.... If you're coming along today... you can't just stand there like a useless sack of straw. This is a very special 'volunteer service' for the elegant goddess Lee Seol, after all. As her public husband, you have to provide proper support."
He tossed me a Magic Marker.
"Hold onto that for now. The main event today will be in the Seoul Station bathroom. It'll be a precious time for our goddess to offer warm service to those discarded and forsaken by society. The organization has already selected and gathered 100 homeless men on standby."
I countered him.
"Homeless men??? STDs are a problem... even if Baek Hyun-su fixed that.... Her face is famous........"
Lee Hyun sighed at my question.
"Ha... Brother-in-law, you get it... These are the rock-bottom humans who sell their ID cards and even their identities for booze money. Family has abandoned them too. If they claim they fucked the nation's goddess Lee Seol in the Seoul Station bathroom last night... who the hell would believe scum like that.... And....."
His eyes turned cruel for a moment.
"Out of today's 100 participants... seven will die after the event. Ah.... The ones who sold corneas or kidneys won't croak, I guess.... Those worthless human trash bodies will extend the lives of esteemed figures."
I stared at him blankly, unable to respond to that surreal statement. Lee Hyun glanced at the camera installed in the limousine.
"Today's charity event proposer is Kim Councilor. He still has much to do for the nation, but unfortunately, he urgently needs a heart transplant. Luckily, our organization hurried and found a suitable donor. Ah.... What a cruel twist of fate."
The limousine screen displayed a photo of a man. A middle-aged man in his fifties. Jeong Sang-pil, former four-term assemblyman. Once a heavyweight politician whom Kim Councilor had served. Despite his youth, he'd served four terms and even become National Assembly Speaker. He was one of the top presidential candidates.
Lee Hyun chattered excitedly, unable to hide his thrill.
"But get this—the homeless bum willing to sell his heart to us for pocket change turned out to be him. Three years ago. That arrogant bastard who dared refuse Pantheon's reach. The fool who thought he could defy us without knowing his place."
Lee Hyun's lips curled into a seductive yet cruel smile.
"Alcoholism, abandoned by family, haunting Seoul Station. But apparently, his one remaining daughter desperately needs surgery fees. Wants to play daddy one last time before the end, huh...."
"Once... he was Kim Councilor's political mentor. Kim Councilor wants to send him off on his final journey with the lewd goddess's ecstatic service—a heartfelt request from such benevolence. How could Pantheon possibly refuse?"
Lee Hyun's face twisted demonically, flushed with sadistic pleasure.
"Ah.... Pantheon always keeps its promises. We'll cure Assemblyman Jeong Sang-pil's daughter, no matter what it takes. But you know... that daughter.... The rumors are true; she's a knockout beauty that makes your eyes pop. They say her stunning looks swept up men's votes at her father's campaign rallies back in the day......"
Lee Hyun stuck out his tongue with a fishy grin.
"Including Kim Councilor, quite a few esteemed figures have their eyes on her. Kukuku...... Look forward to the special event we'll hold for her later."
I listened to the tale of a family utterly destroyed just for not taking the devil's hand. Having witnessed all this firsthand time and again, even Lee Hak-su's cowardly choice made a twisted sort of sense.
I was losing myself bit by bit. They could reduce a heavyweight presidential contender to a mere bum. And me... could I really...
Lost in such tangled thoughts, the car arrived at Seoul Station. The limousine slipped into a secret passage deep underground beneath the station.
A labyrinth of subway tunnels now abandoned and sealed, choked with spiderwebs. I stepped into that dank, gloomy space, holding my wife's hand. My wife, somewhat recovered, gripped my hand tightly.
We arrived at an abandoned bathroom. Korea now boasted spotless public restrooms everywhere as a developed nation, but this place was the exception. A sinister aura permeated the space, thick cobwebs draping everywhere like it hadn't seen human touch in ages.
Did the lurking homeless piss here? The piercing ammonia stench and the rancid, stale urine reek of men invaded my lungs through the humid air.
My wife's hand trembled in spasms. Cold sweat soaked her palm. A bizarre, horror-movie space that would terrify even me without the organization escorts.
But her shaking wasn't just from fear. She reacted keenly to the men's pungent urine stench assaulting her nose. That filthy odor stimulated the cursed masochism coursing through her veins.
Imagining herself licking that dirty floor while ravaged by the homeless, her eyes rippled with despair yet quivered with ravenous pleasure.
Lee Hyun said to my wife,
"Noona... gotta prepare before the guests arrive...... Take off your clothes!"
At his firm command, she wordlessly slipped off her dress. The gray dress she'd worn all day fell at her feet. I picked it up preciously.
Mingled with faint perfume, the scent of her exhausted, aroused bitch in heat wafted from her clothes. I tucked it carefully into my embrace.
Meanwhile, Lee Hyun expertly bound her with practiced hands. Red ropes mercilessly bit into her breasts and wrists, digging into flesh.
"Hauk……!"
Each merciless touch made her body jolt. As the red ropes knotted tighter, carving into skin, her thoroughly conditioned mind bound itself firmly within those knots.
Her crotch was already soaked beyond control. Love juices overflowing the heavy pad traced fishy trails down her thighs.
"Haa... Noona really.... can't help yourself..."
Lee Hyun mocked her as he ripped off the pad, forcing her to squat with legs spread wide over the shit-stained floor by the urinal.
My wife greedily inhaled the men's potent ammonia stench, panting raggedly. That revolting stink acted like an aphrodisiac; her eyes glazed over, reason fleeing.
With the pad gone, her M-spread crotch gushed uncontrollable nectar. The men who'd held her before were grotesque elders, but elite powerhouses with top medical care and hygiene.
Even the beasts for bestiality were sanitized. But today's opponents were different. Filthy homeless who'd rolled in the gutters for years unwashed. Their cocks would reek with unimaginable filth and grime.
In five years as Pantheon's slave, she'd never faced 'homeless unlock.' Her masochistic blood surged fiercer than ever, scorching her brain.
After a day of relentless violation, dangling at masochism's edge, she yearned to collapse. Now bound by the urinal in this filthy bathroom, she became a living flesh toilet.
She was reverting to the goddess of depravity. Her bitch heat mingled with the piss-choked air. The stage for an obscenely lewd 'volunteer orgy' was set.
Lee Hyun turned to me with a fishy grin.
"Brother-in-law, the marker I gave you earlier..... you didn't lose it, right? Vaginal creampie, oral cumshot, anal creampie. Don't miss a count—mark it clearly on noona's slutty body. Ah, and you heard the explanation, but....."
Lee Hyun eyed her quivering legs.
"Noona's dedicated Gokkun Cup. Things'll heat up later and her high heel will slip off naturally—grab it and catch every drop overflowing from her pussy and ass. Got it?"
He forced this cruelly pathetic husband role on me. But shame mattered less than staying by her side... watching her bloom gorgeously as the masochistic goddess at degradation's nadir.
This humiliation was nothing.
Even before the ravaging began, swept in masochistic ecstasy, my wife smiled at me through unfocused eyes.
Yes. Even here, we had each other. Tonight, she had a husband watching her sordid fall.
The NTR-maso husband aroused by his wife's corruption. The wife aroused by her pathetic husband's sight, sadistic only to me. We were perfect for each other.
Lee Hyun eyed us coldly, displeased.
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And finally, the selected 100 homeless arrived at the bathroom. Their foul stench already seeped inside. Under organization control, they entered the cramped space in order. It filled before twenty entered.
They grew suspicious. Organ harvesting? But they'd come, unable to resist rising lust.
Spotting my wife bound M-legged by the urinal, the men froze as if scripted.
Their best fantasy was some ugly, fat pervert woman. But before them was a heavenly beauty beyond lifetimes.
Seeing her spread-legged, dripping sticky nectar, they stared blankly, entranced.
The silence shattered with a scream.
"Aaaak! I-isn't that... Lee Seol?? Fuck..!!! No way!!!"
The cry from inside stirred the waiting crowd outside.
"Ah.. fuck... it's organ harvesting!!"
"Run.!!!!"
The clueless outsiders panicked. Lee Hyun had no choice but to roughly drag noona to the entrance.
"Noona... fix this quick."
He forced her to kneel M-legged before them.
The murmurs died instantly. Feet rooted as if magicked. Before them, an unreal beauty spread shamefully bound.
My wife deeply inhaled their overwhelming stench, addicted. Imagining violation by such men, masochistic heat blurred her vision.
Extreme arousal transformed her. Clear nectar from her walls turned to thick, milky mucus from her womb depths—bitch instinct's concentrate pooling lewdly at her feet.
The homeless lost their souls to the sight. Stunned by her insane beauty, captivated by her insane lewdness.
Seeing them her prisoners, she spoke in a quivering, aroused voice, legs spread.
"I....... am a hopelessly lewd woman. Married, yet in heat.... I can't endure it....."
Face flushed with shame, she eyed each homeless man.
"I crave your filthy cocks and cum so much..... I begged my idiot husband to bring me here. Right, honey??"
She glanced at me beside her, face seductively bewitching. I nearly blacked out.
She was changing. The masochistic goddess blooming at degradation's peak. Trampled and violated by filthy men... yet capturing and dominating them.
Degrading herself... and me... she plunged into uncontrollable excitement.
"Ahk.... M-my husband gets off watching his wife get dirtily fucked by other men.... Haauk!!! Haa... aaah!!!!... He's such a pathetic loser..."
Spitting degradation, her womb clenched wildly; she shuddered madly. Thick nectar squirted from her pussy in gushes.
"Aaaah! Haa, ha....! G-gonna cum....! Please.... ignore my husband......"
Eyes unfocused, she spewed filthy desire at the homeless.
"Fill my mouth, pussy, and ass with your dirty cum.... Every one of you, not a drop wasted.... All of it.... creampie inside me!! "Euuuhuuuk....! A-ah! In front of my pathetic husband..... Hyaaaaang! I'm really cumminggg♥♥"