DS 25

In the empty hotel, soft moans escaped through Eun-myeong’s slightly parted lips.

“…Haa.”

He exhaled slowly, his breath feverish. His throat felt dry and scratchy. Gulp, gulp, he swallowed meaninglessly, then murmured half-asleep, “Wa…ter.”

Then something wriggled like a snake behind Eun-myeong’s neck. Someone had placed their arm beneath his neck. His panting upper body was gently lifted.

Who is it?

The thought lazily licked at his mind. Whoever it was, he was truly grateful. Soon, something cool touched his lips. As he lowered his chin slightly, a cup pressed against his mouth.

Glug, glug, glug…

Eun-myeong pursed his lips. The cool water flowed down his throat, quenching what had felt like burning thirst. He was so thirsty that he gulped down quite a bit – enough to feel his lower belly expand.

“Ahh.”

He let out a small sigh of satisfaction. His tongue had felt like it was being torn in half… but now his parched mouth was finally moist again. Eun-myeong let his neck fall back onto the pillow as if collapsing.

He’d lost count of how many times he’d woken up groaning in pain. Moreover, whenever he regained consciousness, intrusive thoughts would surge up, leaving him restless with anxiety.

Where could Noona be right now? What if something happened to her….

A shudder ran through his whole body at the chilling thought. His shoulders trembled. He firmly resolved to ask about his sister as soon as the man returned.

‘I wonder if the people at the seafood restaurant are okay?’

His heart ached thinking about his uncle and aunts. They had truly lived day to day wondering who would pay them wages this month. They might be left with nothing at all.

And Aunt Jeong-hye had just had a granddaughter…

While Eun-myeong’s thoughts wandered chaotically, suddenly a moist, dark voice cut through the silence.

“Your body’s quite warm.”

Hia thighs tingled. A sticky touch crept under his gown like an insect burrowing in.

“Hmm? What have you been doing alone?”

Slowly, languidly, parting his thighs that had been stuck together like chopsticks.

“Shall we see if you’ve warmed up your little bells nicely?”

That slow, dark voice. The warm hand probing between his soft thighs pressed together… Even half-asleep, Eun-myeong shifted slightly. His lower region was quite swollen and sensitive. Even the fabric of underwear stung.

“Look how wet you are, did you pee like a baby?”

A voice dropped onto his eyelashes. The mattress sank deeply as if something as heavy as a refrigerator had climbed on. He could sense darkness beyond his eyelids, that someone was on top of him. Only then did Eun-myeong open his heavy eyes. Though his vision was blurry at first from dry eyes, he could still tell who it was.

It was him. His name was Kang Pyeong-won, and he was now the man who had taken his debt.

“I’m just sweating because I’m hot…”

He groaned in pain from his lower abdomen. His whole body felt as hot as if he were lying on heating stones, with cold sweat running down. The blanket against his back was unbearably damp because of it.

Though he wanted to get up and shower, he had no strength in his body. All Eun-myeong could do was lie spread-eagled with no strength in his neck.

The hand probing under his gown finally spread his thighs apart.

“I heard you were terribly disobedient as a child?”

The mattress sank deeply under his bottom. Eun-myeong’s lower body sank with it. The man, much heavier than him, seemed to be sitting between his legs.

“Hmm?”

The man seemed to be saying something, but Eun-myeong wasn’t in his right mind now. He only vaguely felt hands touching his groin. Round and round, as if stroking his pubic hair. That strange, erotic sensation…

Suddenly, his sprawled body jumped up with a start.

“…!”

Eun-myeong quickly raised his upper body in surprise. The man, or rather the person he now had to call “boss”… was lifting his gown like a tablecloth and peering underneath. He even swallowed thickly as if there were delicious food laid out inside.

And those pitch-black eyes he met… they seemed saturated with oil, as if they’d been deeply marinated, waiting to be fried.

“I can’t do any more, I’m really too swollen down there.”

Was he going to put it in there again? He couldn’t, he really couldn’t do it anymore. This time, he would really be torn. Eun-myeong pressed his knees together in resistance. With both hands, he quickly pulled down the hem of his gown again. But Eun-myeong’s legs soon cracked like chopsticks.

“So let’s check it out.”

The man refused, folding his knees and pressing down. Eun-myeong’s inner thighs pulled tight. The man’s hands flickered, spreading what he couldn’t tell was sweat or tears across the smooth skin of his thighs.

“Have you been squirming and crying and peeing yourself to sleep at night?”

“Huh? What are you…”

The man often said things that were hard to understand, but Eun-myeong couldn’t understand what he was talking about at all.

“…Why? Do you want to see your mom?”

He pressed his face close to his. Eun-myeong rolled his eyes at his cryptic question. Then, a thought struck him like lightning, and he blurted it out.

“Did you go to the orphanage?”

“Yeah, I did.”

A clanging sound scraped through the air. It was a sound he’d heard before. Eun-myeong flinched. The man unbuckled his belt, fumbled with it, and zipped it down. With a thud, a huge cock popped out. Eun-myeong looked at him with fear, as if he had been slapped in the face by that cock.

The man grabbed his cock with one hand, which was now swollen from the clear liquid leaking from the glans, and rubbed it viciously. At an incredibly fast and hard pace.

“Haa, I heard that Omega Aphrodisiac was there, so I went.”

Then he grabbed Eun-myeong’s ankles, whose legs were in an M shape, and lifted them up. The exposed soles of his feet were concave in the middle and had a fair and reddish color, harmoniously stained like a peach. The man rubbed his cock against the soles of Eun-myeong’s feet.

“Haa…”

Blue veins popped up on his cock. The glans, which was so dark red that it was grotesque, churned incessantly like a snake that had swallowed a mouse, as if it were about to vomit something. How unspeakably gross and vulgar.

“Boss….”

Eun-myeong had no choice but to offer his feet. His eyes were bloodshot, red under his eyes, and his lips were crooked. His nostrils, which had been licked and sucked all night, were round and red like ripe cherries. Rough, thick tufts of hair tangled between clean toes that looked like they’d never been worn before. The rough and thick hairs rubbed against his soft skin, making it chapped and white.

“You said you were educated, huh?”

Eun-myeong’s eyes seemed to glaze over. Had he gone to the orphanage and met the director? If so, it was a big deal.

“Did you, did you see the director?”

Eun-myeong asked, but the man didn’t answer, just chuckled sullenly. Silence is an affirmative answer. Eun-myeong’s heart sank for a moment.

He must be right, the director has seen me very closely since I was a child. He knew how stupid, weak, and often sick I was. What if he saw my ugliness, what if he thought I was worthless, what if he thought I couldn’t pay my debts….

The slimy pre-cum squished between Eun-myeong’s toes like he was peeing. When he took a big bite, the moist liquid would pool between his fingers, and just like then, the flesh would ooze out and wet all of Eun-myeong’s toes.

“It seems you’ve been touched by another bastard.”

The man said something incomprehensible. Eun-myeong had hardly ever touched anyone’s hand in his life. As an orphan, he grew up without the love of his parents, unlike other children. No one paid attention to the likes of him. Eun-myeong was no different from a tattered dog abandoned and wandering the streets.

“But damn it, you were crying your eyes out last night, too. What did you learn?”

“That’s…!”

Eun-myeong raised his voice in frustration. It was just that tears were streaming down because he was in pain, as the man wouldn’t let him go. It was a physiological phenomenon, just like when a person sneezes, they close their eyes, and when they yawn, tears form.

I’m an adult now, so I don’t usually cry. No, I tried not to…. Because even as an adult, I realize that crying without trying is so stupid. What if they think I’m just an idiot who can’t make money, who hasn’t learned anything, and who cries when he’s sick?

Eun-myeong slowly realized that if he asked him to repay the debt again, he would be in trouble.

“That’s because Boss kept, kept doing that…. ”

The man chuckled as Eun-myeong muttered. Then he grabbed Eun-myeong’s ankles and pulled them down.

“Ugh!”

Eun-myeong lost his balance for a moment and landed on his butt. The next moment, Eun-myeong’s eyes widened. The man was burying his head between his buttocks.

“S-Sir, that, Boss!”