LM Chapter 1.3

Soon, the applicants went outside with one interviewer. However, the other interviewer remained standing beside Lyndon. Lyndon looked at the duke and choked back tears.

“Th-this person. Th-this person. Ugh….”

It seemed embarrassing for a loser who cheated a woman, then sold off her parents’ heirlooms to gamble, to shit himself in front of others.

Hayley Whitaker watched Lyndon like this, then sneered, “That’s a bit difficult… Hmm… In that case, Mr. Mowgan. Could you lick my penis?”

“Wh-what?”
“Suck it, and I’ll let him leave.”

Hayley struggled to stifle the laughter threatening to burst out. Seeing this, he could almost understand the fun in teasing a guy.

He’d always thought Cedric, who was always chasing after men’s assholes, was a lunatic. Experiencing it firsthand, he understood his taste a little better.

“Ha! You… you bastard! Ugh!” Before Lyndon could finish cursing, a strong urge to defecate hit him.

Transparent enema fluid trickled down between the tightly clenched folds of his artificially constricted rear passage. “T-take off your pants. Ugh… F-fast!”

Hayley smiled and nodded to the remaining interviewer, who promptly left the room. Now, only Hayley and Lyndon remained in the large hall.

Hayley undid the waistband of his pants and pulled out his cock. 

As if it had been waiting impatiently, a large, dark, filthy cock with prominent veins protruding emerged hastily. A cock that didn’t match his gorgeous face with its bright blonde hair and golden eyes. 

It was an intentionally circumcised cock.

“Fuck, fuck!”

Lyndon forgot all about the difference in status, forgot all about the resolve not to curse, and the swear words just spilled out of his mouth without him even realizing it.

He couldn’t help it.

Not only was seeing another man’s cock this close to his face part of the deal, but the overwhelmingly strong, male scent wafting from the slit at the tip of the glans made his stomach churn so badly it was unbearable.

Suppressing the churning in his stomach, he barely managed to grasp Hayley’s heavy penis. Unlike his own uncircumcised cock, it looked different, and he found himself staring at it for a long time, almost as if observing it. The smooth, unblemished tip of the glans, devoid of all wrinkles, felt unfamiliar and repulsive.

Just then, his stomach growled again, demanding attention with intense pain. It felt like his intestines were twisting into knots.

‘If I just shit myself without sucking it…’

Lyndon almost chose to relieve himself right there in front of the duke instead of sucking his cock. The prolonged agony seemed to have stripped him of all dignity.

He wasn’t a dog on a walk; he was a grown man shitting in front of others…

As if reading Lyndon’s mind, Hayley spat out a vicious remark, “If you’re not going to suck it, I’ll call the others back.”

“…”

If it was just shitting in front of Hayley one-on-one, that was one thing… But doing it in front of multiple people? That was a bit much.

In the end, Lyndon crouched down and grabbed Hayley’s cock in his mouth. He stayed like that for a long while, frozen, unsure what to do next.

Soon, his stomach started aching again. Crouching down only intensified the urge to defecate. It felt like it would burst out any second, gushing out through a hole.

“Kk, hk…”
“Mr. Mowgan, I have to cum for you to finish too. See? If you just keep it in your mouth like that, I can’t cum, can I?”

Lyndon, overcome with the urge to defecate, began licking the tip of Hayley’s glans. It was disgusting enough to make him gag. But the pain of his bowels cramping was several times stronger than that disgust.

He slurped and licked the glans, then soon took that big cock into his mouth. His lips split open immediately, and he tasted bitter blood. He barely managed to stuff the cock deep into his mouth and began awkwardly moving his head back and forth.

“You think that’ll make me cum? If you’re a man, you’ve probably had a blowjob before.”
“Hmph.”

Lyndon closed his eyes tightly. It wasn’t just because he felt humiliated or his pride was hurt; more than that, he was now truly struggling to hold back a bowel movement. The heavy liquid, a messy mix of enema solution and stool, had risen right up to the entrance of his anus and started knocking, knocking.

“Huh, huff, ugh…”

Lyndon exhaled deeply, opened his eyes again, roughly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then aggressively took Haley’s cock into his mouth.

He pressed his lips together tightly, forming a crude shape to fit the cock’s form, and began moving back and forth. The thick white shaft slid rapidly in and out.

“Kkk… Ha, you sure you haven’t sucked a man’s cock before, huh? Huu…. I was trying to find a clean guy.”
“Wg, kkk… Chh…“
”What a slutty bastard, unlike how you look, huh… You just rolled in here…”

That was, in essence, high praise – meaning Lyndon was sucking him off so well he felt like he might die.

He himself had never shown the slightest interest in physical intimacy with men before. In fact, the very thought of it used to fill him with dread.

Now, he’d finally forced his cock into a man’s mouth and was beginning to smile with satisfaction. He’d tasted the forbidden fruit.

But Lyndon had no time to care about Hayley’s feelings or sexual notions. It felt like the filthy stuff pent up inside his own bowels was about to burst out any second.

Slurp, slurp.

Lyndon sucked the cock even more frantically. His torn lips stung and burned. His tongue licked the shaft, creating a vulgar, wet sound as he sucked the cock hard.

But no matter how madly he sucked, Hayley couldn’t cum. Even as his tongue frantically lapped the shaft, even as he slurped at the groove of the glans as if trying to dig it out, even as he forced it deep, far beyond the back of his throat.

Perhaps because the tip of the glans had violently rammed his throat several times, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. His throat was completely blocked by the cock, leaving him gasping for air as if strangled. He truly felt like he might suffocate and die. Both his upper and rear openings were in critical condition.

So Lyndon forgot he was a duke, wildly pinching and even scratching at Hayley’s thighs, desperate for him to cum. But he remained unmoved.

Soon, his stomach convulsed violently again. A groan escaped – whether from Lyndon’s mouth or Hayley’s, it was impossible to tell.

Then came the rapid movement of his head again, the churning of his stomach once more. More moans followed. A vulgar noise pierced his ears.

This tense situation repeated itself several times. How many minutes had truly passed?

In the end, during the dramatic battle between Lyndon’s sphincter and Hayley’s loins, it was Lyndon’s weak sphincter that lost.

With a gush, the filthy residue stored in the rectum poured out along with the enema fluid through the faintly open crevice of the small wrinkle. Simultaneously, Hayley’s cock urgently sprang out of Lyndon’s mouth.

“Ugh!” Hayley let out a death-like groan and spewed his pure white semen onto Lyndon’s face.

Lyndon’s rectum might have been cleansed, but his face was now filthy. The pure white liquid released from the genitals of a man he’d met for the first time today thickly coated his face in various places.

Hayley spewed a thick, copious amount of semen, like a young male ejaculating for the first time in ages. Lyndon frantically wiped the semen away with his arm, gagging. His flushed face and reddened elbows were a sight to behold.

But sadly… soon after, Hayley’s cock shrank and went limp.

It was because a foul stench wafted around them. Hayley’s face scrunched up intensely, then he pulled a perfume-sprayed handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose completely.

Watching this, Lyndon trembled violently with shame. His entire body was flushed bright red. If it weren’t for the rancid stench of excrement, he would have looked quite appetizing.

“Disgusting.” Hayley’s words, spoken while Lyndon was dying of shame, inflicted double the wound.

Lyndon truly wanted to cry. He didn’t understand why this had to happen to him.

Then Hayley suddenly lifted Lyndon up and slung him over his shoulder.

“Wh-wh-what?!”
“It’s too filthy to stay here any longer.”
“But, the interview… Ugh!”

Hayley roughly wiped Lyndon’s anus with a towel from the table. He swore this was the first time he’d ever wiped another man’s anus.

He never imagined he’d have this kind of experience. Life really was unpredictable.

“Stay still.”

Lyndon struggled. But Hayley nonchalantly tossed aside the towel he’d used to wipe Lyndon’s anus, grabbed the scented oil from the table, and walked out into the hall.

Outside the door stood the man Hayley had just chased away. Looking at him, Hayley commanded, “Clean up inside. Don’t come back until I call you.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Lyndon was slung over Hayley’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes and dragged off somewhere. He struggled and screamed to be put down, but it was useless.

Being carried around like a sack of potatoes meant he was essentially paraded around, his freshly soiled, rust-brown anus – a masterpiece of emptiness – on full display everywhere he went.

The maids facing Duke Hayley screamed and squealed upon seeing Lyndon’s anus. It was understandable. A grown man was being carried around naked, his asshole on full display.

Wanting to walk on his own feet, Lyndon thumped Hayley’s back several times. But Hayley ignored him completely, walking to his office as if nothing was wrong.

Only when Hayley finally arrived at his office and set Lyndon down on his desk was Lyndon’s anus hidden.

“Wh-what the hell is this?! I-I’ve never heard of or seen such a butler interview!”

Ignoring Lyndon’s flustered stammering with his flushed face, Hayley tossed off his coat and began removing his vest next. Though he’d only climaxed about ten minutes prior, he was now fully erect again, recharged with fresh semen.

“So, the interview is… over… over, right? Ha, did I pass?”

Hayley grabbed and ripped the cream-colored silk cravat from his neck. Finally, he was left scantily clad in just a thin shirt and pants, broad daylight or not.

It was a rather tempting outfit for a quickie.

“What are you talking about? Lyndon, the interview is just beginning.”
“…”

Lyndon stared at Haley with a face drenched in terror.

“Wh-what kind of interview is this?! I-is this really a butler interview?!”
“Of course. This is how we hire butlers in our household.”
“Th-that… what…”

He desperately wanted to protest, “What kind of low-class family is this?”, but Lyndon truly knew nothing about butler interviews. Really, is this how butler interviews are done? He made a bewildered expression, thinking that.

“Just get through this part and you’ll pass, so hang in there a little longer.”
“Well, what do I have to do….”

Answering like that, Lyndon reflected on the acts he’d performed in front of this duke so far.

First, he stripped naked. Second, he bent over to expose his anus. Third, he was fingered. Fourth, he took the duke’s cock in his mouth and performed oral sex. Fifth, he defecated on the marble floor in front of the duke. Sixth, his face was drenched in the duke’s semen. Seventh, he displayed his anus to the servants in the hallway.

“…”

Truly, every single one of these acts was utterly humiliating… And yet, it wasn’t over.

Finally, Lyndon made up his mind and spoke, “I won’t be interviewed. I’m leaving, so please return my clothes…”

“You won’t be interviewed?” Hayley looked flustered and embarrassed, as if he hadn’t expected Lyndon to refuse after subjecting him to such intense humiliation.

It felt like a child’s disappointment at a beloved toy, one that had appeared before him for the first time in ages – or perhaps for the first time ever – now wanting to leave.

“Yes. I’m sorry, but I decline the position of assistant butler for Duke Whitaker… Just seeing such a blatant violation of human rights in the interview process alone…”
“Hmm… Fine.”
“…”

Surprisingly, Hayley’s permission came easily. Lyndon rose lightly from the duke’s desk he’d been sitting on. Just as he was about to take his clothes and leave immediately, Hayley uttered something completely unexpected.

“Mr. Lyndon Mowgan. You’re hired.”
“… Excuse me?”

Lyndon stared at Hayley with a stunned expression.

“You are now a member of the Whitaker household.”
“…”
“I’ll have the employment contract prepared immediately. Sit there and wait.”

“Uh, Your Grace! Does that mean I won’t have to endure this shameful treatment of being stripped naked anymore?”
“…”
“The interview is over, so I can put my clothes back on, right?”
“…”

Hmm… He’d planned to postpone the interview and have a good, long anal fuck. Hayley’s scheme had backfired.

But what did it matter? As long as he kept him, opportunities to play with him would be endless. Hayley gave in to one demand to gain more, responding positively to Lyndon’s words.

“Alright. Don’t worry. You did well. Wait here.”

Saying that, Hayley exited the office. Lyndon remained naked, standing alone in the center of the room.

In that state, he muttered as if feeling utterly defeated. 

“Fuck, if I’d known it’d be like this, I wouldn’t have taken a shit…”

So, life is all about timing.

But Lyndon was a stupid bastard who couldn’t get his timing right for anything. That’s why he always ended up losing every last penny at the gambling tables.

Being impulsive, clueless, and stupid was just how he was born, so there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

“…”

Not long after, Hayley returned to the office. He clutched something in both hands.

One hand held Lyndon’s clothes, which he’d been wearing and then carelessly tossed aside. The other hand gripped a thick stack of papers.

He tossed both things toward Lyndon at the same time, commanding him to read and sign them.

Unfortunately, Lyndon couldn’t read it. The contract was written in excessively ornate cursive.

True to his lowly status, Lyndon could only read neatly printed block letters. Even then, he couldn’t understand difficult words and could only recognize very simple words and straightforward sentences.