I'm a Tribute Masochist Who Lost to Master and His Femboy

He'd lost.

He had lost the enormous wager that would decide the rest of his life. He'd done it to save a friend... and the instant he went down, that same friend—

"Pathetic~. All that talk about saving me... you just wanted to become Master's tribute slave from the start, didn't you? You masochist...♡"

Eunwoo looked down at him, wearing a slimy little smile.

"Y-you... you lied to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me...? You said they were holding you against your will..."

He had begged to be rescued. And then he had thrown everything he had into dragging his own friend down into slavery. The Eunwoo clinging to Master's chest now, looking down on him with open contempt, was, to anyone watching, nothing but Master's obedient pet.

"Obviously~. This is Master we're talking about! Every power broker on earth would dump their entire fortune at his feet and beg him to take them as slaves. There is no greater joy than becoming this man's sex slave. Hehe♡"

That shameless face...

Something hot and ugly surged up his throat.

"Y-you son of a bitch...! You said they had dirt on your family! That you had no choice...!"

Dirt didn't begin to cover it. The entire household had already fallen into slavery. But there was no reason to hand this idiot the truth.

"All a lie~♡"

"Y-you fucking bastard...!"

Kim Minjun's face mottled red with fury. And yet—maybe because he had just had the greatest orgasm of his life—

A long, thin trickle...

Or maybe it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was the aftershock of losing.

W-why... does everything feel so... heavy...?

His head went foggy. Strength drained out of him in a single long pull. Even breathing was work. The anger that had been climbing simply dropped away.

In the end...

"Alright. Shall we fill out the contract?"

"N-no..."

Instead of shouting, instead of arguing, he just denied it, limp and hollow.

"I can't... accept this..."

A tired old routine by now. A loser refusing the result of a bet was nothing new. At times like this you either offered another wager and locked it down for good, or—

"Hey."

—you crushed him with sheer presence.

"Fuck... a washed-up male wearing a chastity cage, and you're still running your mouth? You lost. Own it. What kind of man has a tongue that long?"

"...What...?"

Despair settled over Kim Minjun's face.

"Your breeding rights have been revoked. You get that? Disqualified as a male. A defeated beta. Try waking up to where you actually stand."

"You... how can you do this to me... I did all of it for you... all of this happened because of you..."

"You're the one who took the bet. Because you wanted me to jerk you off... because you wanted a front-row seat while I got fucked...♡"

Push too hard and he'd push back. So instead—

A vicious grind.♡

They poured the pleasure he had just gotten addicted to back into him, and wrecked his brain with it a second time.

"D-don't step on it...!"

"Why? Masochists love this stuff. I would know~♡"

Even as he was being scolded, pleasure was forced into the loser, drip by drip, until—

"Nnngh...!"

"See? You like it...♡"

—every beating trained him a little further into a masochist slave who got hard from being destroyed.

"'For my sake,' my ass... You just wanted to feel good. You lost to pleasure, and you still talk...♡"

Rub, rub.♡

The sole of a foot smeared and ground over the crushed chastity cage.

"S-stop...!"

"Hah... haha... pathetic little shit...♡"

The same way the other females had treated him—

"This guy... getting handled like this by a guy friend who isn't even a girl, lmao...♡"

A long, wet slurp.♡

Eunwoo sank into a deep, showy kiss with Master.

"Aaaah...!"

They did it to torment the friend watching, to leave him raw and starving—and to ease him, little by little, into becoming a servant of pleasure.

"Y-you fucking... bastard..."

If it had come to this anyway...

"You whore... w-would it kill you to give me a turn?"

He wanted at least something that looked like sex.

"After everything between us... w-we were a couple, so a goodbye fuck... or at least a goodbye kiss..."

Kim Minjun clung to fairness out of sheer grievance. It was never going to work.

A little puff of laughter.

"Are you insane? Still haven't figured out your place..."

As if to spell out the gap between them, Eunwoo glued himself tighter into Master's arms.

"Not you...♡"

He spat on his friend's chest. Then he lifted his middle finger and sneered.

Ahh...

Watching his friend's eyes go empty as they stared up at him, Eunwoo drank in the superiority.

I almost feel sorry for him... If he couldn't be an alpha male, he should've at least become a femboy like me...♡

Eunwoo pressed a tender kiss to Master's chest.

A soft peck.♡

"Loser...♡"

He savored one of the few real victories of his life.

A gentle stroke, stroke—

Master ruffled Eunwoo's hair with something like fondness. Watching his girl dress down other males so beautifully was, by now, simply endearing.

"Anyway, that's how it is, Minjun. Your friend and girlfriend Eunwoo was mine from the start. Well. You're mine now too, haha."

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F-fuck... these psychos...

Kim Minjun thought about bolting right then. And then—

"Ah, but we should still give you a welcome, yeah?"

"Huh...?"

The legs that had been ready to run went slack.

"You just became a slave, so I'll let you have a special taste."

"A t-taste of what..."

A grin.

"The pedestal role...♡"

Before you seal a contract, it helps to show the other party what they stand to gain.

"W-what the hell is this garbage...!"

That ought to knock the insolence out of him.

"Y-you're seriously going to make me sign this...!"

The moment Kim Minjun took the slave contract and read it, he exploded.

"I told you it'd be good for you too."

"How is any of this supposed to be good...!"

A hard crush—

"Ghk...!"

Master planted a foot on the chattering boy's skull and pressed down.

"I'll show you right now."

He would let him feel, firsthand, what kind of reward a tribute slave could earn.

"Eunwoo~"

At Master's call—

"Yeees~♡"

—Eunwoo crawled over on all fours and climbed onto his prone friend's back.

T-the pedestal role...

It wasn't a metaphor. It was the word, taken literally.

A firm settle of weight—

I-it was this...?

A tool. A piece of furniture for Master and his female slaves to use while they had sex.

"Enjoy it properly while I'm offering~. Pedestal slots are competitive, lol."

For a masochist slave, it was the highest prize there was.

"Our Eunwoo~. You worked so hard today. Want a treat?"

"Woof~!♡"

The weight grinding into his back made it real. Eunwoo settled into a tidy dog sit, then panted like a bitch waiting to be fed.

"Hex, hex...!♡"

And the treat was—

"Here... take it—!"

Master's cock.

"Hahmph—♡"

Directly above him, the cheap, filthy sounds of a blowjob unfolded.

Slurp...♡

"Hmph... slrrrp...!♡"

Eunwoo ate like it was the best thing he had ever tasted. The wetness of it was almost vulgar. You could hear how faithfully he was following instinct, devouring the meal in front of his face.

I want to see it... I want to see it so badly I could lose my mind...!

But—

A relentless press—

"G-ghk...!"

Master's powerful foot kept his head pinned. Lifting his face was not permitted.

"Relax your skull~. You already lost. Try not to look any uglier than you have to."

Y-you son of a bitch...!

The rage was killing him. He couldn't do a thing with his body. He was losing as a male, and that fact made him want to scream. And yet, even like this—

Press, press.♡

A twitch...!

Eunwoo's hands and feet kneaded his back like a cat making biscuits, and he found it cute. He had a talent for being furniture.

Clink-clink-clink—!

The metal of the chastity cage rattled loudly enough to hear. Whatever was trapped inside was thrashing.

"You love this~. So? Starting to want to be my slave? Haha."

"I-I don't...!"

"Yeah? Even like this?"

Master pulled his cock out of Eunwoo's mouth.

A wet pop.

"Aahh..."

Eunwoo looked bereft. He didn't need to be.

"Eunwoo, lie down!"

He was about to get something better.

"Yeshhh...!♡"

He flopped onto his friend's back, belly-up and sprawled wide, then spread his ass and fawned up at Master.

"I'm weady now~♡"

A heavy settle—

This time it wasn't Master's sole. His friend's ass crushed down on the back of his skull.

"Urgh...!"

It was disgusting. His cock, judging by the sound, disagreed.

Clink-clink-clink—

"Haha. Then right away..."

A slick nudge...!

Master set the head of his cock against Eunwoo's hole, and—

One long, brutal shove—!

—buried himself to the hilt in a single stroke.

"Oooookh...!!!♡"

Directly above his head. On the back of his own skull. Cheap, destructive sex, unfolding an inch from his brain.

Slap-slap-slap—!

"You're tighter than usual today. Getting off on using your friend as a sex pedestal? Haha."

"Y-yeshhh...! Using this pathetic friend of mine as a tool...! Getting to offer Master that sense of superiority... I'm so turned on I can barely stand it...!♡"

Words too humiliating to listen to. The whole pile of them rocked and shuddered. He was in no position to object.

I-I'm getting dizzy...!

Master was thrusting hard enough that it felt like his skull might split.

J-Jo Eunwoo... you're actually taking this...?!

Kim Minjun finally understood, in purely physical terms, what Master's hips were capable of. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠The shock of it went through him.

A-against someone like this... I...

Little by little, he began to grasp his place.

"That's my pretty Eunwoo~"

"B-bleehhh...♡"

Above him, Eunwoo gazed up at Master and hit a darling ahegao double peace. Below him, Minjun lay flattened into a tool.

"Haha. How do you keep getting cuter~?"

"Haauunn... Master... i-if you say things like that, I...!♡"

A hard clench—

Praise made Eunwoo's whole body seize. Which meant—

A vicious squeeze—!

—the pressure around Master's cock spiked.

"I'm cumming...! Take all of it...!"

"Haauuunnn...! Yeeeeesh...!!!♡"

A thick gush—!

Master emptied himself into Eunwoo without the slightest hesitation. Unlike Kim Minjun, he had no reason to hold anything back.

Pulse after pulse...!

No audience to consider. He marked his property from the inside, flooding it with his seed.

A wet pop—!

The instant Master pulled out—

"Heuuh...!♡"

—a sudden spill—!

Seed came pouring out of him in a heavy rush.

"Aahh~ I told you to take it all... then again, maybe I came a little too much? Haha."

Which meant the semen spilling from Eunwoo's ass—

Patter, patter—

—dumped a full ladle of it onto the back of Kim Minjun's head.

T-that's... an insane amount...

The difference in class was obvious. It carved itself into instinct. There was no version of events in which he beat this male. Not by any means.

A fine, helpless tremble...

His role was to be a slave. To serve his Master with everything he had.

"Well? Satisfied enough? That's the perk you get when you become a tribute slave."

It was only a demo. Even so—

"Hehehe... our Master's incredible, Minjun...♡"

"..."

He seemed, at last, thoroughly convinced.

A deeper press...

Kim Minjun drove his head even harder into the floor and made his declaration from there.

"I-I am... a discarded beta male who lost to Master and to Eunwoo-nim..."

"Oh? Haha."

With Eunwoo still sitting on his back—

"Please... allow me to become Master's tribute slave..."

—from the very bottom, he offered up his human rights.

Guess that's what happens at that horny age. He folds to lust pretty fast, lmao.

"Then first you'll need to stamp the contract, yeah?"

A soft flutter—

It drifted down in front of Kim Minjun's eyes. A waiver of human rights.

A soft chime—

Master hit record on his phone. Then a metallic click—and he unlocked his prospective slave's chastity cage.

"N-nnh..."

A firm press...

Kim Minjun pushed his cock down into the prepared ink. And then—

A heavy stamp—

—he marked the seal box on the slave contract. After that, he spoke.

"I-I hereby declare..."

He declared that he would become Master's tribute slave.

A pleased little smile.♡

Eunwoo swelled with a pride that wasn't even his, listening to his friend's slave vow. Then a heel came down on the back of that friend's skull.

"Kh...!"

"You should have done this from the start...♡"

He meant the welcome. He was genuinely delighted.

This... this picture is obscenely hot.

A friend in full dogeza, reciting his slave vow—and on top of him, a femboy slave belly-up and shamelessly displayed.

"Aahh~ shall we go another round to celebrate? Haha."

Apparently hard all over again, Master pressed his cock once more against his favorite slave.