Gang Rape (4)
His cock twitched and convulsed, barely holding on.
Then that soft, delicate hand coiled around it once more.
"Ah, it's getting hard again♥ Jiwoo's little cock is so healthy♥"
Twitch♥
Clink. Rattle.
The chain attached to the ankle cuffs jingled. The skin of his glans had grown so hypersensitive he instinctively wanted to hide it away.
"Ugh…"
"Hm?"
The hand that had been kneading his cock suddenly stopped. Slender fingers squeezed it tight.
Throb♥
His pulse hammered against her palm.
"What's this? It was getting bigger and then just… stopped. It's a little soft."
"He needs to rest. Looking at it, his cock is way too fragile."
A laid-back voice drifted in from beside him. She stroked his belly gently as she spoke.
"You have to caress his body nice and soft like this so he can get his strength back."
A warm sensation bloomed across his stomach.
Stroke. Stroke.
Her soft hands worked over his belly, soothing him, healing him.
"It's okay, baby Jiwoo. Let's rest nice and slow. Just relax… that's it."
Twitch, twitch♥
His whole body seemed to melt into a cozy warmth. He could feel the blood rushing back into his cock.
"Wow, it got big right away. Perfect effect."
"Hah…"
"But, unnie…"
Hair brushed across his collarbone, tickling him.
"Hoo♥"
A hot breath ghosted against his ear. The moment he realized her lips were right there, his entire body went rigid with tension.
Then a voice dripping with aegyo whispered to him.
"Jiwoo, won't you get hard for me? Pleeease…♥"
Throb, throb♥
His cock went rock-hard in an instant.
"He gets hard just from being asked? Seriously?"
"…"
"Boys just can't say no when a cute girl asks them nicely."
Softly.
He felt another presence draw close. Lips pressed right against his ear.
Hoo. Haa.
That intoxicating breath kept tapping against his eardrum and vanishing again.
"Jiwoo…♥"
Thump♥
"Can I rub Jiwoo's little cock one more time? Pleeease…♥"
"Y-yes… you can…"
"Thank you♥ I'm gonna rub Jiwoo's cock one more time♥"
Twitch, twitch♥
By now his cock was fully erect and jumping. The woman with the playful lilt in her voice grabbed it with both hands — one around the base, the other around the head.
Just holding it was enough to make his mind go hazy.
As his heartbeat grew wilder and some nameless fear crept in—
"No. Let him rest a little first."
A mature, alluring voice that made you go quiet just from hearing it. A timbre that could only belong to a voice actress came pouring down over him.
"The stimulation was way too much for our baby Jiwoo."
Mama… gently ruffled his hair. She patted him with a voice soft enough to melt a heart.
"Mm. It's okay, it's okay. Mama's here, so don't you worry."
Mama kneaded his chest as she asked,
"Baby Jiwoo wants to rest too, right?"
"Y-yes…"
"Well, if the unnies say so, I guess we have no choice. We've got plenty of time."
"Yeah. Lots of time, so let's take it slow. Jiwoo's a baby, so he needs a good rest."
His head was lifted, and something soft and plush settled against the back of his skull. Then a pair of enormous breasts came to rest heavily across his face.
"Shall our baby Jiwoo… suck on Mama's nipples while he takes a lap pillow?"
Suck. Suck.
"Ahh…♥ Baby Jiwoo sucks nipples so well♥ He's a real baby, a real baby♥"
Treated like an infant, he suckled her nipple in a trance. The lap pillow, the hand stroking his hair, the heavy breasts draped over his face — not a single one of them felt anything less than wonderful.
Become a baby. He wanted to become a baby.
Being a baby… felt good.
"Aung… mm, hah♥ He sucks so well♥ That tongue work is… just like a little puppy, isn't it?"
Twitch, twitch, twitch♥
"Wooow. Did you guys see his cock just now?"
"Did he just react because you called him a puppy?"
"Aha… No wonder he's so thoroughly trained."
"Already picked up some dangerous habits with that baby cock of his."
His face burned red at the whispers around him. Hands kept caressing every inch of his body. Ten hands at once were groping and exploring him without pause. It felt like they were digging all the way down to his core.
Mama asked,
"Who was it that trained our baby Jiwoo?"
"It's Manager Park Seoh-ah, right? Then it's obvious."
"I don't know. Seoh-ah seems so innocent. I don't think she's the type to do training and all that."
His eyes flew open at the sound of their conversation. Behind the blindfold, seeing nothing, his mind raced.
They know I'm Master's manager…
Did that mean they were people connected to the Ghost Story Company set? People who knew him?
And yet they were raping him…
Just why — and who — had kidnapped him like this?
Those rational thoughts, of course, didn't last long.
Squeeze♥
Rub♥
Pat♥
"Ah…♡"
Fingertips raining down over his entire body. Anyone would go blank-headed under that. No one could stay sane.
And through that hazy, dizzying consciousness, a question came down.
"Jiwoo…♥"
Thump♥
Just hearing his name made his heart flutter. The aegyo and cuteness woven into the very pitch of her voice paralyzed his reason.
He already knew what she was going to do.
She was going to… ask him. Beg him to tell her who had trained him.
But… even if he saw it coming, what could he possibly do to guard against it?
Who on earth could refuse a request like that?
"Who trained our Jiwoo's body like this?"
The woman with the mischievous lilt in her voice whispered right against his ear.
"Baby Jiwoo, tell meee♥ Pleeease…♥"
Twitch♥
"Oh, he likes being treated like a baby even more♥ There, there. Is Jiwoo a baby?"
"I-I'm no…"
"Jiwoo's not a baby?"
"…Yes."
Thud♥
Suddenly the heavy mass of flesh pressed even deeper against his face. His nostrils were blissfully sealed shut, and a woman's scent bloomed everywhere. With his airways blocked, his chest grew tight — and yet his cock swelled even harder, more aroused than ever.
Mama swayed her enormous breasts, gently scrubbing them across his face.
Twitch, twitch♥
While he was still reeling from the breast assault, she spoke to him.
"Our Jiwoo is a baby. Jiwoo is Mama's baby."
Press. Press.
"Jiwoo is Mama's baby…♥ Right?"
"…Yeheh♡ I-I'm a baby…"
"Our baby Jiwoo…♥ Let's bury you in Mama's chest and turn you into a little idiot♥"
Squeeeze♥
Mama crushed him under her breasts and scrambled his brains. Tongue lolling stupidly, reduced to a fool, he kept getting fondled and groped all over.
"Jiwoo…♥ Who trained this cute little body? Tell meee…♥ Hm?"
That voice thick with aegyo never stopped pushing him.
"Who got to touch our baby Jiwoo all they wanted? Hmm?"
Twitch, twitch♥
Hands and whispers he simply could not endure. His lips parted on their own.
"M-Master… trained me…"
In the end, he had no choice but to confess. He couldn't hold out without speaking.
"Who is our Jiwoo's Master?"
"…"
"Tell meee…♥ Pleeease…♥"
Thump, thump♥
His lips opened and closed soundlessly. A request he had no choice but to answer.
"…"
But in the end, he didn't open his mouth.
He'd already said he had a Master… but he couldn't reveal who that Master was.
If it caused even the slightest trouble for Master—
That was unthinkable.
Even if he couldn't be of any help to Master, he absolutely would not do anything that became a burden.
"Wooow. Color me impressed. Your loyalty to your Master runs deep."
It was the woman who'd been playing with his nipples from the side. A cynical voice — the most familiar one among them, and the one who knew both him and Master.
She murmured quietly,
"But you won't be able to hold out without talking."
The fingers that had been relentlessly tormenting his nipples suddenly stopped cold. In that instant, a hollow, alien emptiness surged up as if the whole world had frozen.
"I gave him an aphrodisiac. Right now, Jiwoo is basically just a beast that's lost to lust."
…An aphrodisiac?
"The drug should be kicking in properly about now."
Pinch♥
"Hah…♡"
Twitch twitch twitch twitch twitch twitch♥
Fingers clamped down and yanked on his nipple. His back arched like a bow; he couldn't control his body. Even though he'd been touched this whole time — the sensitivity suddenly spiked several times over.
Not just his nipples. Every hand roaming over every other part of him felt several times sharper, several times more vivid.
Surge. Surge.
Orgasm came pouring out like a dam bursting. Semen — no, something of a different texture entirely — tried to force its way out through his prostate. Not just from his cock, but through every hole in his body, thrashing to escape from places that made no sense.
The woman casually abused his nipples as she spoke.
"Yeah, I really don't think it's Seoh-ah. She's so sweet she barely seems to know how the world works."
"True. She seems like she grew up in a greenhouse. How can a person be that pure?"
Flick♥
"Ah…♡"
The woman who'd lightly flicked his nipple continued,
"At the company dinner, he seemed pretty close with Ahyoung. They were whispering a lot."
"…"
"Are you Ahyoung's slave? Did Han Ahyoung remodel you into her pet?"
"N-no… I don't… have a Master…"
Pinch♥
"Hah…♡"
"You're really going to hold out without talking? Think you can manage that?"
Pinch, pinch♥
Even as his nipples were under assault, he endured with everything he had. He couldn't let Han Ahyoung get hurt any more than he could let Master get hurt.
Rub♥
"Ngh…"
He clenched his teeth and forced his mind elsewhere.
They mentioned a company dinner…
People who were at that dinner…
Someone came to mind.
Cocoa… Writer had fed him a lot that night.
The thought crossed his mind, but he corrected it immediately. What could Cocoa Writer possibly be lacking that she'd drug him with an aphrodisiac and sexually assault him?
She had a beautiful face, an incredible body, and money on top of it — a massively successful webtoon author. A woman who basically had everything. She could have any man more handsome and more capable than him.
And besides… he knew Cocoa Writer's voice. She couldn't talk this brazenly in front of him.
Squeeeze♥
"Hah…♡ Ah, ah…♡"
A cramp seized his ass. His hips and sphincter bucked so hard it hurt. Countless orgasms kept exploding out of him, and yet no semen came. That irony short-circuited his brain and started to break it down.
"If you keep holding out, your head's really going to go weird. Why not just give up and lose?"
"Hah…♡ Haah…♡ I-I can't…"
He tried forcing his mind onto other things, but it was useless. Even so, he gritted his teeth. He clung desperately to a reason that felt ready to snap at any second.
"Hmm. And here I thought he was just a masochist who'd fold the second a woman touched him."
Twitch♥
"His loyalty to his Master is higher than I expected. Makes me want to shatter it completely."
Twitch, twitch♥
The cynical woman pulled away without a shred of lingering attachment. Then, smiling, she said—