ALL NOVEL 4
The intense pleasure was enough to make his saliva drool uncontrollably. No, it surpassed the level of pleasure; it was violent, nothing but pain. Yeonwoo’s eyes fluttered, his body bucking wildly as he arched backward. There was no scream.
“K…hik…hik…hiii…”
“Wow, shit! The effect is amazing. Wow, wow! He’s about to cum. Kukuk. Look!”
From Yeonwoo’s dick, already half-hard and leaking pre-cum, a jet of yellow urine erupted. He had no awareness that he should stop. *Hueur*, *hueur*, a bestial sound emanating from his throat betrayed his loss of reason.
“Hwak, ak, hua, uaaaa…”
Drip, thud… Because he was lying down, Yeonwoo’s urine sprayed all over his stomach. Unaware that the filth he’d expelled was covering his body, Yeonwoo simply strained with all his might, enduring until the tidal wave of sensation passed.
“Heo, heouer, eoe…”
Like an idiot, he couldn’t think, couldn’t scream, couldn’t offer the slightest resistance. After his body was carved with a knife, a soft, tingling sensation flowed through him, and then… again…
“Eu, heu, ik, ik…”
The sudden, overwhelming sensation that had made Yeonwoo involuntarily urinate gradually, very slowly, subsided. He had a splitting headache, making it hard even to open his mouth; he couldn’t understand what had happened.
“Ugh, disgusting, pissing whenever he wants. Such a young pup, and he’s already rolling around like this.”
An employee scolded him, roughly stroking Yeonwoo’s dick shaft with thick fingers. Yeonwoo, still experiencing the aftereffects, merely moaned, “Oeuh, eung, eung,” surrendering to the man’s touch.
“Snap out of it. Snap out of it. Huh?”
The man slapped Yeonwoo’s cheeks with his hand, still slick with cum. A little color returned to his pale face, and his blurry eyes focused.
“Heo…eu…wh-what…what…”
His lips were glistening wet, his eyes innocent, his expression seeming to ask what had been done to him. His question was justified, but Yeonwoo couldn’t give him the answer he wanted. The ferocity in Yeonwoo’s eyes, the one he’d shown before, was gone; he’d been subdued with the push of a button.
“Did you come to your senses? Alright, let’s clean you up.” The man gestured to the men waiting behind him. They moved quickly, wiping Yeonwoo’s body clean with soft cloths. Yeonwoo, dazed, unsure if this was reality or a dream, stared blankly into space, submitting to the touch of strangers.
“Now we’ll put in the urethral piercing, then the nipple tags, and then we’ll proceed with the bride training course.”
While they cleaned Yeonwoo, the man kept talking to maintain the viewers’ interest. Yeonwoo heard him, but couldn’t grasp what he was about to do.
“All cleaned up. Here, this. Urethral piercing. It’s a thick ring, right? But this leaks quite a bit, you know, cum.”
A silver, gleaming ring piercing. Popular because when attached to the glans, a string could be tied to it for torture. Besides, it looked quite cute.
“So, you use this with it. Urethral plug. The rod is bumpy, so it doesn’t slip out easily, and once you get used to it, using it for urethral masturbation is fun. Insert the rod first, and even if you just leave the piercing locked for a day, they’ll beg you to cum.”
The tedious explanation caused chaos in the comment section. Requests flooded in to quickly deflower Yeonwoo.
“Alright, alright. I’ll put it in quickly. Here, no gel needed. He’s soaking wet.”
The man rubbed Yeonwoo’s smooth glans with his thumb. Yeonwoo’s eyes reflexively darted downward. It didn’t take long for his expression to shift from questioning to terrified as he looked at the chopstick-like, bumpy, thin rod.
“Wh-what…heu…ha…don’t…don’t do it…don’t…”
A tight, never-before-penetrated hole. It was time to show Yeonwoo the immense pain of having his urethra, never before controlled, controlled.
“Now, like this, slowly rotating…”
“Ah, huuk, shibaal! Stop…heu, ak, ak…”
*Jjuueuk…* The bumpy metal rod began to enter with a series of jolts. Yeonwoo’s face turned white as a sheet as he began to scream.
“Huak, huaaaak! Don’t do it! Stop it! Stooop it…!”
He thrashed his upper body. Strong men climbed on top of him to restrain his movements. The cold metal was invading a place it shouldn’t be. It was excruciatingly, vividly felt. *Hwiik, hwiik…* The pain deepened.
“That’s right, that’s right. Going in, going in.”
“It hurts! It hurts! Huak, huak, please, eoeung, pleeease…!”
A sharp needle was mercilessly jabbing the most sensitive area. *Huaaaak!* Yeonwoo thrashed about, writhing in pain as if struck by lightning. It felt like being pierced by a knife. Torn, stretched, rubbed. He shook his head like a madman.
“Hua, huaaa! Kk, heu, heoueoeoueoe…”
Around the tenth time the round protrusion scraped against Yeonwoo’s urethra with a *woodduk*, the pain that had been pushing Yeonwoo into hell stopped.
“Heoeoueoeng…eoeung, eoeung…”
Having screamed so much, he seemed to have run out of strength; Yeonwoo whimpered with a listless expression. *Ppae, ppaeae…* Please… Only pathetic, wet pleas escaped his trembling lips.
“Wow, look. It slips out when he strains. Now! This. Inserting the piercing now.”
The slick glans was gently pushing out the rod. No, it wouldn’t do. He’d worked so hard to insert it. The man simply pressed down firmly on the rod with his index finger. Yeonwoo let out a breathy scream, *eu-aak…*, his body thrashing once more, but his hand was now ready to leave a permanent mark on Yeonwoo’s body.
The sharp piercing needle plunged into the tender flesh with a *puuk*.
“Heu, aaak, aaak! Kkheueueu…”
The rod was inserted again, and a round, cute ring piercing was attached to the tip of the glans. The blood that welled up on the soft flesh was like a rose. *Heoeok!* Yeonwoo took a deep breath, his teeth grinding so hard they threatened to shatter as he painfully forced out a moan.
“Heoeok, kkeheo, heok, heoeoueoek!”
A chilling pain was emanating from a place it shouldn’t. He instinctively knew that men were mutilating his body, but he couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t even thrash in pain, couldn’t stop the men from savagely probing and piercing his dick.
“Heueuk, heueuk, it hurts, it hurts, haa, haaaa…”
So he just contorted his face like a child, shedding tears of sorrow. His body, overcome with helplessness, went limp. Along with the pain, he felt a dull ache in his lower abdomen, a feeling of pressure. As he realized his glans was completely blocked, he felt a sharp, urgent need to urinate.
“Don’t do it, stop it, stop it…”
“Yeah, yeah. Almost done. How’s that? Cute, right?”
The man pointed the camera at the swollen, pink, cute dick. The dangling ring piercing was an unconventional procedure, something only porn actors would do. It was a mark that Yeonwoo’s fate was now the same as theirs. “Alright, for the finishing touch. I’ll put this on.” He took out a small bell that jingled merrily and attached it to the ring.
“So cute. Now we’ll thoroughly train you in cum control, so you won’t be able to carelessly spill cum or piss.”
He flicked Yeonwoo’s limp dick with his finger. *Jjalang!* It was a ridiculously pathetic sight.
“Ugh, you’re a total rag. A rag dick.”
The man swiped Yeonwoo’s dick shaft several times with his large hand, deliberately shaking it to make the bell jingle loudly. *Heu, euhuk, hiik,* Yeonwoo hunched over. It wasn’t a strong resistance; it was merely an act to endure the stimulation.
“Alright, let’s finish the dick modification. Nipples…wow, can you see? Only the center of the breasts are plump?”
“Heu…uaa! Ah, heung, heueu…”
*Shwik!* He removed the cupping device, releasing the trapped air. Yeonwoo’s enlarged nipples were revealed. It had only been less than an hour, but it was enough time to make his previously inverted nipples protrude and plump up.
The man’s fingers roughly rubbed Yeonwoo’s breasts. He pinched and twisted his enlarged nipples, tormenting his breasts.
“Heuk, sto-stop, stop it, heoeueu…”
“Yeah, now you look like a real slut. The pink is pretty. We’ll slowly torture you until they turn brown.”
Unfazed by Yeonwoo’s sobs and tears, the man picked up a round piercing tag. A yellow identification tag, the kind used for livestock.
“We’ll attach this to the inverted nipples. We need to make them plump.”
The man rubbed Yeonwoo’s nipple, still marked with fingernail scratches, and with a *puuk!* left another mark on his body with a sharp pain. *Oeuhuk!* Yeonwoo instinctively lowered his eyes, his hands trembling as if he were looking at something horrifying, and turned his head away. A strong hand grabbed his chin and forced his face up.
“Uu, eu, no, no, aeu, haoue…”
A cow should moo like a cow. A silicone plug, custom-made for Yeonwoo’s teeth, was inserted into his mouth. *Uueu, uueueu,* his words were muffled, unable to bite down on anything that entered his mouth. Yeonwoo was now fully prepared.
The term “cunt” was appropriate. He was ready to receive a dick, but couldn’t satisfy his own desires. Bound and restrained, Yeonwoo was merely livestock, prepared to be well-fucked.
After modifying Yeonwoo’s body into a rag, everyone in the room recalled his initial appearance. The image of him in a suit, spitting and raging. But now? A cheap plastic tag dangled from his nipple. The jingling bell from his dick. His limp face, smeared with tears and saliva, was pitiful.
After a close-up of Yeonwoo’s utterly wretched state, the camera turned off.
“Alright, let’s move to the next training room.”
The team leader clapped his hands and shouted. Yeonwoo closed his eyes. Perhaps because of the ordeal he’d just endured, a wave of fatigue washed over him. His throat, which had been screaming, felt scratched and raw, and his body was numb. He felt they wouldn’t let him go. Overwhelmed by despair and hopelessness, Yeonwoo slumped over and fell asleep.