Meat Toilet Branding
“Uhet♥ I don’t know♥ I don’t like it♥ Haang♥ I don’t liiike it♥ Forgive me♥ Please forgive meee…♥”
“You fucking man-whore cum-rag♡ You’ve been squealing and whimpering like a bitch since earlier♡ Looks like the training’s really sinking in♡ You’re turning into a proper corrupted male slut♡ Isn’t that right, you filthy rag? You’re getting off on being used now, aren’t you? Deep down you actually want to keep getting fucked in a mating press, don’t you?”
“No♥ That’s not it…♥ I don’t like this…♥ I said I hate it…♥ Heeng…♥ Ang-ang…♥ Eungh…♥ Heuuung♥♥”
“Like hell it’s not♡ What do you mean ‘no’? This bastard♡ We can’t have that♡ You clearly need more punishment♡ Choi Seoa. Go grab one of those oil-based magic markers.”
“A marker?”
“Yeah. There’s one over there. Bring it.”
“Got it.”
Choi Seoa picked up one of the oil-based magic markers that had been rolling around on the floor. While still pinning me down in a mating press, Park Hyeji popped the cap off with her teeth and began scrawling huge letters across the insides of my thighs.
On the inside of my left thigh she wrote ‘Cum Addiction’ in big black Korean letters. On the right thigh she wrote ‘Public Toilet’ just as large. Then she drew three strokes of the character on my chest to mark that Seoa had fucked me once and she had fucked me twice. Finally, she wrote the Chinese characters meat toilet right across my forehead.
Seoa soon held up a hand mirror she’d fetched so I could see what was now engraved on my face.
“…Hii, hiik♥ Th-this…♥ Nooo…♥ P-please erase it…♥ If I go outside like this…♥ I won’t be able to show my face anywhere…♥”
“Khhkh♡ What’s that? It looks fucking perfect on you♡ Suits you to a T♡ We should just go ahead and turn it into a real tattoo♡”
“Hiiik… Nooo… Th-that’s the one thing… Please…”
“Fine♡ Then from now on♡ If you keep that cock rock-hard and serve us properly♡ I’ll erase what I wrote on your forehead♡ But the stuff on your thighs and chest♡ You’re not allowed to wash it off until it fades naturally♡ Got it? Huh? Do you understand or not?”
“Y-yes… I understand…”
I had to focus every ounce of strength into my cock, desperately trying to keep it fully erect. I also had to roll my hips in time with hers and deliberately moan in the sluttiest voice I could manage to keep her entertained. If I didn’t, Park Hyeji threatened to turn the Meat toilet on my forehead into a permanent tattoo.
The idea horrified me so much that I groveled as pathetically as possible. But she quickly realized it was my weakness and doubled down on the blackmail. She forced me to spit out every humiliating phrase she wanted, recorded all of it on her phone, and used the footage for even more threats. A vicious infinite loop of coercion had been completed.
“Once this video gets out♡ your life is fucking over♡ Understand? From now on you will always remember that you’re a public-use meat toilet sex slave and keep that dick hard.”
“Yes… yes ma’am…♥ Heut♥ I-I…♥ am a public-use meat toilet sex slave…♥ I-I’ll keep my cock♥ nice and hard…♥ So please, Owner…♥ have mercy on me…♥”
Honestly, the thought of the video leaking was something I could somehow endure. But the idea of getting Meat toilet permanently tattooed on my forehead was impossible to accept. This wasn’t the 21st century equivalent of a runaway slave being recaptured.
The yin-crest on my lower abdomen that looked like a womb tattoo was already done, so I’d resigned myself to it. Besides, it was normally hidden under clothes. But a meat toilet tattoo on my actual forehead was completely insane. If those Chinese characters for “flesh” and “toilet” were permanently inked on my face, I would be socially erased. Even running away to some remote mountain village to hide my identity and start a new life would become impossible.
That was why I trembled violently every time Park Hyeji threatened to make the forehead tattoo permanent. Of course, after I groveled too hard and she noticed I was breaking too easily, I started pretending to be a little more composed while still acting terrified of the video being released.
“Haa♡ You fucking bastard♡ The way you shiver when you’re being blackmailed♡ Fuck♡ It’s so hot♡ Ahh♡ Goddamn♡ Your whole body is a walking rape-bait♡ A filthy rape-inducing man-whore cum-rag♡”
“Hek…♥ Heeek…♥ M-my waist hurts so much…♥ P-please stop now…♥ Stop pounding me from above…♥ I don’t want the mating press anymore…♥ Please stop…♥”
The biggest downside of the Amazon position that Park Hyeji called a “mating press” was that it felt like my spine was going to snap. I could tolerate how uncomfortable the pose was. But with my back arched and ass lifted, every time she slammed her pussy down on me the pressure was brutal. And of course she wasn’t the type to show me any mercy and make it easier.
I begged and begged, but just as expected she ignored me completely. So I decided to finish quickly by not holding back my orgasm. I came hard, spurting inside her.
“You filthy man-whore rag. Didn’t I tell you to announce it when you’re about to cum? And didn’t I also say not to cum until I give permission? Ah, I wasn’t planning to hit you today♡ Guess that’s changed♡”
Park Hyeji laughed with clear delight and clenched her fist before driving it straight into my soft abdomen. From the look on her face, it seemed she’d been itching to beat me and was glad I’d given her an excuse.
-THUD!-
“Keheuk…! Hii, hiik… I-I was wrong… I was wrong, so… Hic… Hic… Sob. P-please don’t hit me…”
“Ah fuck♡ You came so your dick got smaller♡ What are you going to do about it? Huh? Get that cock hard again right now♡ Or do you want more? You’re doing this because you want to be beaten, right?”
“Heut♥ I-I’ll get it hard…♥ I’ll make it rock hard…♥”
-THUD!-
“Keurk…! W-why… I-I’m getting it hard…”
“One hit every five seconds.”
“…?”
“Five.”
“!”
“Four.”
I frantically shook my hips and filled my head with the lewdest fantasies I could think of, trying to revive my cock that was still buried inside Park Hyeji’s pussy. Thankfully, thanks to my stat bonuses, my massive dick recovered fairly quickly and began to stiffen again. But five seconds was far too short.
“One.”
-THUD!-
“Keuk… Hic, sob… I-it’s… it’s almost hard now… Almost completely hard…”
“Five. Four.”
The countdown continued. To me it felt like a death timer. Park Hyeji, on the other hand, was grinning ear to ear, clearly having the time of her life.
-THUD!-
“Kahuk…! Heuu… Huaang… Hic… Eut♥ Heeeeng… Heeeeng… Heut♥”
“You fucking bastard♡ Who the hell told you to cry♡ Huh? Who said you could cry? What the fuck do you think you did to deserve crying? And you’re still letting out those slutty moans while you do it. A grown-ass man♡ crying like a little kid♡ With that baby face and tiny body. A shota build with a youthful face♡ You think I’m going to go easy on you?”
Park Hyeji acted like she was going to keep beating me mercilessly, but after I broke down into loud, ugly sobs, she stopped hitting me. Instead, like a true psychopath, she clapped and laughed with pure joy while watching me cry. Choi Seoa, who was standing beside us, looked visibly sickened by how viciously she was treating me.
Then, in high spirits, Park Hyeji fucked me in the mating press a few more times, forcing me to cum three additional times before she finally seemed satisfied and ended her turn.
Choi Seoa gave me a slightly pitying look, but that didn’t stop her from continuing. Even though I told her my waist was killing me, she kept using the mating press too.
“Hic, huu… S-Seoa…♥ Just this once, please go easy on me…♥ Hic… Hic… Huu… It feels like my back is going to break…”
“Ah, shit. Why are you saying that on my turn…? You were fine when it was Teacher’s turn. Whatever. I’m doing it anyway.”
I cried and begged her too, but she simply kept fucking me. The two of them kept taking turns like that, passing me back and forth so many times I lost count of how many dozens of loads I gave them. I even forgot how much time had passed.
Eventually Park Hyeji, who had been sitting on the mat drinking canned beer and watching me have sex with Seoa, suddenly spoke up.
“Oh. Now that I think about it, I heard some weird rumor from the student council… Hey. You filthy man-whore rag. Are you dating the student council president? I heard some story that was really hard to believe. Something about the two of you dating with marriage in mind. What the fuck is that bullshit rumor?”
“Heuk♥ Hek♥ Th-that’s…♥ It’s a secret…♥”
“A secret? You dare♡ keep a secret from me? A sex slave like you? Seoa. Help this man-whore rag come to his senses. Put mana in your pussy and give it a good spin. Raise his sensitivity while you’re at it.”
“Yeees~♡”
“Hooook♥ Oooohk…♥ Oghhh…♥ Hiiiit…♥ I-I’ll talk…♥ I’ll tell you everything…♥ Eunggiiiit♥♥”
Choi Seoa manipulated my yin-crest to increase my sensitivity. Then she injected mana into her vaginal walls and used Vaginal Flesh Mana Control. I instantly lost to her pussy. Spurt, spurt, spurt, spuuurt—
Fortunately—or unfortunately—the brief moment of post-nut clarity let me reveal only the smallest part of the secret instead of everything. If I hadn’t cum and regained some mental footing, I might have spilled everything about An Minseo’s involvement and her secrets too.
“…I-I lied to the student council president♥ and said I was a regular admission student…♥”
“That’s it? The president’s been bragging that you’re some refined, pure, virgin young master, though?”
“…Th-that’s just the president’s own delusional fantasy…♥ Heuk♥ P-please stop putting mana in your pussy now…♥ I told you everything…♥ Oooohk♥”
“This fucking♡ man-whore rag bastard♡ dares to try turning the academy’s student council president into a cum-dump?”
“Heuk♥ I-I’m sorry…♥ I’m sorry for trying to turn the student council president into a cum-dump…♥”
“Heh. But this is interesting♡ I like it♡ I already didn’t like that arrogant student council bitch anyway♡”