The Viscous White Liquid on the Plate
Su-ryeon stared at the naked man who had suddenly appeared, her eyes trembling violently. The moment her gaze brushed against his exposed groin, her face flushed crimson, and she was utterly unable to hide her panic.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she felt a turbulent mix of anxiety and confusion swirl within her. She began to lose track of whether this horrific moment was reality or some twisted nightmare.
Seeing Su-ryeon close her eyes, Baek Kang-ho's face contorted with displeasure as he spoke.
"Cheon Su-ryeon! Open your eyes!"
Crushed under Baek Kang-ho's overwhelming aura, her entire body froze. In the end, she had no choice but to slowly, tremblingly open her eyes.
At that moment, the man's flaccid, utterly powerless member caught her gaze, filling her with a desperate sense of dread.
Pain and desperation clung to the naked man's posture. Su-ryeon's heart hammered against her ribs as if it might burst, fully absorbing the suffocating tension of this entirely unexpected situation.
"This fellow is the only male sex slave in my estate," Kang-ho drawled. "He suffers from hyperspermia. Every time he ejaculates, he pours out an absolutely monstrous volume of semen."
Hearing his unbelievable words, Su-ryeon's face hardened with tension. A freezing dread washed over her, accompanied by the dark premonition that something truly horrific was about to unfold.
The sheer weight of the situation bore down on her, causing her pupils to shake like a frantic pendulum.
N-No, surely not...
As a gruesome imagination she dared not entertain flashed through her mind, Baek Kang-ho issued a cruel command, as if determined to bring her worst fears to life.
"What are you all standing around for? Fill Su-ryeon's plate with soup!"
At his word, the servants dragged the man toward Su-ryeon. As the naked slave was forced to stand directly in front of her, a suffocating tension filled the air, making it difficult to even breathe.
The man's gaze briefly brushed past Su-ryeon's. In that fleeting second, she read a silent, helpless plea for help in his eyes—a look of absolute despair.
Yet, utterly powerless herself, Su-ryeon could do nothing but sink into her own helplessness, her heart racing. Her mind reeled, and she began to deny the reality of the situation, unable to believe this was happening.
Right then, the servants grabbed the man's member and aimed it directly at the plate holding Su-ryeon's bread. The sight squeezed her heart, paralyzing her with shock.
Desperate to turn away from this grotesque spectacle, Su-ryeon squeezed her eyes shut. But at that very moment—
SLAM!
Baek Kang-ho slammed his fist onto the table, his voice cutting through the air like a razor-sharp blade.
"Open your eyes! Cheon Su-ryeon! Watch every single second of it! If you close your eyes again, I will subject you to a punishment beyond your wildest nightmares!"
His words seized her body like a vice of solid ice. Denied even the freedom to close her eyes, her heart hammered frantically against her ribs, and her breath hitched in her throat.
Amidst this suffocating dread, she realized with bone-chilling clarity that there was nowhere left to run.
Having no other choice, Su-ryeon opened her eyes. The sight of the man's flaccid member hanging miserably over her plate filled her vision, throwing her senses into complete disarray.
A wave of vicarious pain and sheer desperation washed over her, the crushing tension making it hard to draw a single breath.
Then, through the chilling silence, a maidservant stepped forward and approached the naked slave.
With practiced ease, the maid produced a tube of lubricant and began to smear it over the man's shaft. As her fingertips stroked and caressed him, the limp flesh began to stir.
"N-Ngh..."
Under the maid's highly skilled, erotic touch, the male slave's member rapidly swelled to an immense size.
Thick, prominent veins bulged along the shaft as it flushed a deep, burning hue. Su-ryeon held her breath, doing everything in her power to endure the sight she desperately wished to unsee.
As hot blood rushed to the glans, the shaft turned a dark, scorched red, hardening to a rigid stiffness.
The maid stroked the grotesquely erect shaft with even more intense, provocative friction. Though the slave was pushed to his absolute limit by her precise stimulation, he clenched his teeth, desperately trying to hold back his release.
Witnessing such a depraved spectacle for the first time in her life, Su-ryeon was paralyzed with shock and horror.
The scene unfolding before her eyes was unbelievably lewd and explicit. Just by being forced to watch this obscene act, Su-ryeon felt as though she herself were being defiled, and a wave of intense humiliation washed over her.
As the man bit his lip to hold back, the maid used both hands to focus her stimulation entirely on his sensitive glans.
As her fingers teased the tip with meticulous precision, a thick, clear bead of pre-ejaculate finally began to form at the slit.
Seizing the moment, the maid began to pump his shaft up and down with rapid, forceful strokes. Su-ryeon stood frozen, utterly shattered by the sheer obscenity of the display. Every passing second felt like an inescapable nightmare.
And then, it happened.
"Ah...! Ah, ah...! Ah, haah...!"
Finally succumbing to the maid's relentless hand, the man let out a ragged groan as his rigid shaft began to violently erupt, spewing hot, white semen.
Spurt! Spurt! Squelch! Spurt!
His member throbbed violently, mercilessly vomiting semen directly onto Su-ryeon's bread. The volume was so immense that the hot, viscous fluid filled the entire plate in an instant.
Yet, the torrent showing no signs of stopping, the semen began to splatter everywhere. As the white slime overflowed the plate and sprayed in all directions, Su-ryeon instinctively raised her hands to shield herself.
But it was futile. The relentlessly spraying ejaculate flew through the air as if targeting her hands, her arms, and her voluptuous chest, defiling her skin.
As the seemingly endless stream splattered from her collarbones down to the swell of her breasts, the warm, sticky sensation on her bare skin made her shudder violently, and a scream escaped her lips.
"Ah...! N-No...!"
The merciless eruption continued unabated for nearly ten seconds. When the horrific ejaculation finally ceased, the male sex slave collapsed weakly to his knees.
He looked up at Su-ryeon, his eyes brimming with profound guilt. To him, Su-ryeon looked utterly hollowed out, her soul shattered by shock and horror.
The moment he finished, the servants ruthlessly dragged the spent slave away. Su-ryeon stared blankly, her vision darkening at the sheer volume of semen coating both her plate and her own flesh.
As the pungent, raw scent of chestnut blossoms wafted up from the splattered fluid, Su-ryeon's face contorted with nausea. Her expression was a mask of unspeakable revulsion and terror.
At that, Baek Kang-ho burst into a cold, mocking laugh, clearly savoring her reaction.
"Now then, Cheon Su-ryeon, shall we begin our meal?"
His low, sinister voice echoed through the dining room, but Su-ryeon could not even begin to conceive of putting that defiled food into her mouth.
Her throat felt parched, and cold sweat broke out across her entire body. As she hesitated, holding her fork and knife with wide, horrified eyes, Baek Kang-ho delivered another crushing blow.
"If you do not finish every single bite of that bread by the time I am done with my meal, I will have it shoved down your throat, and then you will be taken straight to the Punishment Room."
Baek Kang-ho's terrifying threat snapped Su-ryeon back to reality. The moment he began slicing his steak, panic seized her.
With hands that trembled uncontrollably, she gripped her utensils. She pressed her fork into the bread, but the moment her knife sliced through it, the viscous semen clung to the blade in thick, sticky threads.
When she finally managed to cut a piece and lift it, the semen coating the bread stretched out in a slimy, grotesque string before dripping back onto the plate.
At that moment, the raw, fishy stench of the ejaculate assaulted her nostrils.
The repulsive odor, unlike anything she had ever smelled before, turned her stomach. A violent wave of nausea surged within her, twisting her gut and causing her entire body to shudder.
As Su-ryeon hesitated, holding the fork mid-air, Baek Kang-ho popped a piece of steak into his mouth and spoke with a chilling smile.
"It seems I will be hearing your lovely screams in the Punishment Room again tonight. The night is long, after all. I shall carve pain into your flesh until the morning sun rises."
At his words, Su-ryeon squeezed her eyes shut, her hand shaking violently. Crushed by his absolute authority, she finally forced the semen-soaked bread into her mouth.
The moment the bread touched her tongue, the pungent, raw scent of chestnut blossoms exploded inside her mouth.
The stench was far more potent and horrific than when she had merely smelled it from afar. As the viscous fluid coated her palate, a wave of suffocating revulsion washed over her, sending goosebumps breaking out across her skin.
As the slimy fluid slid down her throat, her stomach violently convulsed. She fought back the urge to vomit, the repulsive taste leaving a lingering, horrific aftertaste from the tip of her tongue to the back of her throat.
"Ugh...!"
When Su-ryeon dry-heaved, Baek Kang-ho paused, his fork hovering near his mouth as his brow furrowed in irritation.
"Stop that! You're ruining the taste of my meat!"
His sharp reprimand sliced through the dining room. Su-ryeon flinched, shrinking back as she begged for forgiveness in a trembling voice.
"I-I am sorry, Master..."
As she pleaded, she noticed that Baek Kang-ho was already halfway through his meal. Instantly, terrifying images of the Punishment Room flashed through her mind, and a frantic urgency seized her.
Staring at the bread drenched in semen, she was filled with dread at the thought of putting it in her mouth again, but she had no time to hesitate.
Since this was her unavoidable fate, Su-ryeon began to stuff the bread into her mouth in a desperate frenzy to avoid punishment. Though she could not get used to the repulsive taste, she swallowed the pieces almost without chewing, her stomach twisting in agony.
Forcing the final piece down her throat, she barely managed to suppress a violent heave. Yet, believing she had finished before Baek Kang-ho and successfully avoided the torture, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Though the bread was gone, the sticky residue and raw stench of the semen clung to the inside of her mouth, leaving a sickening reminder that the nightmare was far from over.
I did it... I endured it...
Seeing her look of relief, Baek Kang-ho smirked slyly, his eyes glinting with a sinister light that promised her ordeal was not yet complete.
"Cheon Su-ryeon, what are you doing? You must drink the rest of the semen on the plate as well."
At his command, Su-ryeon stared down at her plate with wide, shocked eyes.
The plate was still pooled with a massive puddle of semen, far more than what had coated the bread, nearly overflowing the edges. The mere sight of it made another wave of nausea rise in her throat.
"Pardon...? I-I thought I only had to eat the bread..."
Ignoring her futile protest with cold indifference, Baek Kang-ho pressed her even harder.
"I will give you five seconds. ...Five, four—"
The sudden countdown made her heart drop into her stomach.
Knowing all too well what horrific consequences awaited her if she failed to finish before the countdown ended, she did not dare hesitate. With trembling hands, she lifted the plate and brought it to her lips.
[Illustration created by AI]