The Wedding Ring Return Ceremony
His hips rocked. With every sway, something inside him crumbled.
"Hah...! Hah...!"
And it was humiliating.
D-damn it...!
And yet—
Why... why won't my cock stop...!
It had been standing at attention this entire time, and he couldn't do a thing about it.
My body's exhausted...! My head's foggy...! My sex drive had even dropped off lately...! So why now...!
"You've turned into a hopeless, full-blown masochist. Can't even argue it."
Kim Ha-eun looked down at Kim Sung-jin as if she'd reached straight into his skull, her voice dripping with contempt.
"..."
"Or wait—were you a maso from the start?"
"Y-you're correct... I... I was born a hopeless, severe masochist..."
For an elite with a sharp mind, Kim Sung-jin absorbed his wife's lines with impressive thoroughness. From now on, that same clever head would be put to use solely for Master's entertainment and comfort.
"Haa... you're officially Master's slave now, and you still have the nerve to pitch a tent like that..."
First, though, he needed to be properly broken in.
Slap—!
"Ngh...!"
Kim Ha-eun struck his cock with the panties Jang Hyo-jin had been wearing—the same pair that had been wrapped around him.
The panties came flying up from below his groin. There was no real weight to them, and yet her practiced wrist-snap targeted his balls, that most sensitive of places, again and again.
Smack—!
He flinched.
"Ngh...!"
It stung. It hurt more than he wanted to admit. He squirmed, instinctively drawing his legs together and rolling his hips to shield himself—
"Hold still. Consider it a welcome gift for becoming a slave. I'll make you feel good."
Thrust—!
"!!!"
Kim Ha-eun rammed the dildo his wife had been using straight into his ass.
"Gaaaaah—!"
The sudden pain nearly tore his soul out of his body. And that was only the beginning.
Bzzzz—
"W-wait, stoooooop!"
She switched the device on. He crumpled forward.
"Nnnghhh...!!!"
A scream ripped out of him—pleasure no male had any business feeling for the first time.
Haeun's too soft-hearted, I swear. Giving him that much of a treat...
Just as Master had worried, Kim Ha-eun was handing out a reward far too generous for a male slave.
She planted her foot on his upturned ass.
"Later on, you'll miss this kind of stimulation so badly it'll hurt."
She poured the fierce, addictive pleasure into him without holding back—who knew when he'd get it again.
"So enjoy it while you can."
A special gift, to mark his fall into slavery.
She pressed down. A shiver ran through him. She lightly stepped on his balls with her toes, then poked and prodded them, toying with him. His cock sprang even harder, practically celebrating.
"Nn... I said enjoy it, but watching you get hard is still disgusting..."
It was only because this was his first time. Normally the females never even saw a male slave's cock. They spent their days gazing at Master's superior member—and most of the slaves wore chastity cages anyway.
Ah... wait a second...
The thought jogged something she'd forgotten. Kim Ha-eun glanced back at Master.
Special gift... oh!
Her generous service, and that look she threw him, jogged Master's memory as well.
"Come to think of it, I forgot Sung-jin's present."
"G-nngh...?! ...A present...?"
Even with a dildo buried in his ass, even through the pain—
C-could it be...
Slap...
The p-panties... he said he'd give them as a gift... was that real...?
His heart listed toward the thong his wife was using to spank his ass. The vibration roaring through his lower body seemed to have rerouted every thought in his head onto a single track: sex.
"Hyo-jin~"
Master called Jang Hyo-jin over to prepare Sung-jin's gift.
"Yeees...♡"
The bitch in heat answered her owner's command at once. She scrambled up and crawled toward Master on all fours.
Kim Sung-jin swallowed. His eyes locked onto her ass as it rolled lushly from side to side. What stood out most was the little white flag fluttering from between her cheeks.
She still had that white surrender flag planted in her ass, a sight engineered to stoke a man's sense of conquest. Her skin glistened, smeared with pussy juice and oil. The flesh of her ass spilled out beneath the high-leg cut, flowing naturally into her thighs.
His attention drifted, inevitably, to what she was wearing.
I-is it... the swimsuit she's got on right now...? Is that the present...?
"Here. Aaah~"
Master held something out.
"Anh~♡"
Jang Hyo-jin took it in her mouth.
Clink—
Metal...?
He'd been thinking panties, swimsuit, some kind of clothing. The sound was nothing like what he'd expected. She turned in a circle and crawled back toward him.
What she held between her lips was—
...What the hell is that...?
Something metal, shaped like a thimble...
"Alright~ shall we proceed with the return ceremony?"
"...?"
Another unfamiliar phrase.
"R-return ceremony...?"
Kim Sung-jin frowned in confusion.
What...? I thought we were done... what's left...?
Yank—
"Oooooogh—!!!"
Kim Ha-eun ripped the dildo out of his ass.
"You've had your fun, right? This'll just get in the way, so I'm taking it out."
Shivers raced over his whole body at that dizzying sensation.
"So sluggish..."
Kim Ha-eun, forged in the world of athletics and used to people who snapped to it, found Kim Sung-jin's flustered, lagging reactions deeply irritating. She walked around to his head and kicked his shoulder, forcing his face up.
"Ngh...?!"
"Lie on your back and look up. We're doing something important."
"Something important...?"
"Can you stop asking questions in that vacant voice? Just do as you're told."
"Nngh..."
It wasn't only his wife anymore. Kim Ha-eun had him completely under her thumb, scolding him like a child. In the hierarchy, Kim Ha-eun ranked above Jang Hyo-jin. And in Master's slave order, every female stood above every male. No matter how important Kim Sung-jin had been in the outside world, he was now, inescapably, beneath her.
He eased onto his back as ordered, staring at the ceiling. The inside of his ass still ached. The earlier pain hadn't faded.
Meanwhile, Jang Hyo-jin had already crawled as far as her husband's lower body. She rubbed whatever she'd been holding in her mouth along his cock.
He jerked.
"W-what is this...?"
Cold. Hard. It felt good, having his wife's lips pressed against him as she worked it over him, and yet a vague dread closed around him—a biological terror he couldn't name.
"Wha' else~ it's a chastity caaage... dunno?"
"W-what...?!"
He didn't know the details, but a man who'd lived as long as he had understood well enough. A profoundly inhumane, humiliating device—a chastity cage, more shameful than putting a collar on a human being.
"Hiiik—!"
His wife didn't hesitate. She shoved his cock straight into the cage.
"Why so shocked? You didn't see this coming?"
For an act that carried such weight, Jang Hyo-jin spoke as if it were nothing.
"I-I didn't... I never thought I'd... wear something like this..."
Something he'd been certain would never have anything to do with him was closing around him. The shock was enormous.
"I-is the design... supposed to look like that...?"
The visual was even more of a blow. For a tool designed to erase a man's human rights, it was strangely pretty—a jewel sat in the center of the cage.
"I feel like I've... seen that somewhere..."
Looking closer, there was a ring-shaped mark around the glans section. Traces of soldering, as if it had been welded on. The jewel was set in the middle of that ring.
"Ah..."
He recognized the stone.
"The wedding ring you gave me. I don't need it anymore, so I'm giving it back."
The wedding ring he himself had slipped onto her finger on their wedding day. She had fused it to the chastity cage and was locking it onto his cock.
Click—
She turned the key, locking it down for good.
"Congratulations... now you're Master's slave, no way out...♡"
The Wedding Ring Return Ceremony was a complete success.
The p-present and the return ceremony... this is what they meant...
The ring and the cage glittered prettily, stealing his gaze. A pearl necklace on a pig. A jewel ring on a worthless cock.
"Nnngh..."
Was there a more humiliating situation in the world?
"Ah, we should put this on too."
...Apparently there was.
"To commemorate conquering a married couple at the same time~"
His wife's ass already wore an anal plug flying a white surrender flag. And on her husband's chastity cage—
"Ta-da—"
They tied on a white handkerchief, so that he, too, would fly a white flag. A crude little surrender flag, slapped together from a household rag that usually did the work of a dust cloth. His cock, announcing its total surrender to Master for all to see.
"H-haha..."
A sneer of a laugh tore out of him, ugly and helpless.
"Hahahahaha..."
"That's right, honey... I'm happy too..."
As her husband let out that hollow laugh, Jang Hyo-jin climbed on top of him. Together they waved it all in front of Master: his swaying white-flag cock, and her own white-flag ass.
"Ahh..."
His wife's heavy breasts crushed down on his chest. The swollen nipples behind her swimsuit scraped across his skin. Oil slicked their bodies. Her lewd breath beat against his face.
"Let's do our best together... as Master's toys... as the losers... okay, honey...?♡"
How long has it been since you called me honey...
So then—
No... did you ever even call me that before...?
Maybe a relationship like this was all right.
"...Yes."
It might even be better than before.
"Keep swaying."
At Master's command—
"Hah... yeees...♡"
"Y-yes..."
They rolled their hips, waving their white surrender flags, laying bare the fact that they had collapsed completely before Master and surrendered.
Total surrender extracted from the Kim Sung-jin–Jang Hyo-jin couple. Conquest complete.
A grin. They'd worked hard. Now—
"Alright then... shall we take our spoils and head back? Haha."
It was time to return to his kingdom—where the ones he loved were waiting.