LM Chapter 10.1

How much time had passed? Lyndon’s eyes snapped open involuntarily.

“Gah!”
“You shouldn’t go passing out on me.”

As his vision cleared, he saw Cedric holding something right under his nose.

“Ugh! Wh-what is this…”

The pungent, stabbing scent pierced his nostrils, making his head throb. It felt as foul as standing in the middle of a gutter.

“Don’t pass out, Lyndon. I didn’t want to resort to smelling salts either. Seriously, the stench is so bad it fills the whole room the moment you open the cap. I have to endure this smell too just to wake you up.”

“… H-how… how can you…”

Lyndon was momentarily speechless at such cold-bloodedness. Then, a reckless urge to confront Cedric rose within him. Perhaps some strange power was surging from his grotesquely altered nipples, or maybe he’d been through so much that he’d simply lost the ability to feel fear.

“Then… if I pass out… just, don’t wake me up…”
“Fuck, what are you babbling about? You should’ve just stayed conscious in the first place.”
“Y-you… you’re a demon…”

“What? The bastard who ran away sure has a lot to say. How much more do I have to put up with you?”
“…”
“Anyway, I’m fucking hard, so let’s go.”
“…”

Lyndon’s face turned deathly pale. After everything – sucking on them, rubbing and chewing his nipples until they felt like the skin was peeling off—Cedric was still asking for more. What could possibly be more terrifying than those words?

Yet, as if he couldn’t even see the look on Lyndon’s face, Cedric began humming to himself as he stripped off Lyndon’s pants. He untied the ropes binding Lyndon’s legs as well. 

As blood finally rushed back into the limbs that had been cut off from circulation for so long, they stung and tingled with pins and needles.

“H-hng…”
“We haven’t even started and you’re already enjoying it? You little slut…”
“Th-that’s not it… m-my legs…”

Ignoring Lyndon’s excuses, Cedric finished pulling the pants off his remaining leg and hoisted Lyndon’s exposed limbs upward. His fluttering anus was naturally revealed. 

Cedric furrowed his brows with an exaggerated expression before speaking.

“Urgh… Fuck, that’s so hot. Lyndon, my heart is pounding like a beast…”
“…”
“Let’s have a feast.”

Cedric lowered his own pants and pulled out his large cock. For some reason, the tip of his glans was already drenched in white fluid. It was because he’d had a small ejaculation earlier after seeing how Lyndon’s nipples had changed shape.

Lyndon, however, didn’t know the reason. He simply stared at the wet tip in bewilderment before turning his head away.

His heart felt wretched.

It had only been half a day since Hayley dumped him. Or perhaps a full day had passed; he had lost all sense of time lately.

Regardless, whether it was half a day or a day… It was an agonizingly short amount of time.

In that span, he had been dragged here by Cedric, had his chest “developed,” and now he was expected to open his anus and engage in sodomy as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

While his heart was drowning in endless sorrow, his body was forced to feel an overwhelming, unbearable pleasure. The gap between the two was so vast it felt impossible to bridge, and that truly made him miserable.

“Sob…”

That was why tears began to flow once more from Lyndon’s dried-up eyes.

Even seeing this, Cedric had no intention of comforting him or stopping. Instead, with a look of utter satisfaction, he pushed the tip of his glans into Lyndon’s back entrance.

“Hng, ah!”
“Ha, f-fuck!”

It was fantastic. 

Perhaps because he was sobbing, the inner walls felt tighter and hotter than usual. The sensation of forcibly wedging himself into such a narrow space was deeply gratifying.

And Lyndon, too, felt the pleasure. It seemed he had been subjected to sodomy too many times now; his body had been conditioned to feel pleasure before pain.

“Hng, ngh, ah!”
“Haaa…”

Then, with a loud thwack, Cedric’s massive, hose-like cock rammed itself all the way to the root inside Lyndon’s anus.In an instant, it dug into his prostate, clawing at it with the glans. 

Lyndon’s pained grimace smoothed out as his eyes flew wide. A harsh breath escaped his lips.

“Hah! Ha, haaa!”

Cedric thrust forward.

Grabbing Lyndon’s arms, he pressed his thigh against Lyndon’s barely-healed buttocks and thrust his hips crudely. Each time he rammed deep inside Lyndon, a loud moan erupted from below.

Lyndon trembled. His nipples, split at the tips, fluttered as if they’d been waiting for this moment.

Watching that vulgar sight, Cedric’s tongue landed on the pitifully erect left nipple. He began to suck and inhale it rapidly, just as he had before. 

At that, Lyndon let out a sudden scream and sprayed semen from the tip of his cock. It was his second ejaculation after only a few thrusts.

Cedric’s cock was also being squeezed with frantic intensity. He had already ejaculated once earlier like a virgin just from marking the split nipples.

With such powerful stimulation now, there was no holding back. Cedric ejaculated deep inside Lyndon’s walls.

After a moment of shared pleasure, Cedric roared with sudden, intense anger.

“Ha! Fuck! You little whore! How dare you squeeze my dick like that!”
“Hng, h-heee!”

Lyndon just breathed, staring blankly into space like a blind man. Cedric gripped Lyndon’s jaw as if he were going to crush it and forced him to look. 

When their eyes met, Cedric spoke like an enraged beast full of murderous intent.

“Who told you you could cum whenever you want?! Fuck, you cum when I tell you to!”
“H-hng… Wh… what…?”

“I… you hear me? I want to kill sluts like you who just spray everywhere without permission… Lyndon, should I ‘develop’ this part too, since I’m done with your nipples?”

Cedric poked Lyndon’s glans with a long finger. It felt strangely painful. It shouldn’t have hurt that much – it was nothing compared to the modification of his chest – but it sent a stinging jolt through him as if it were being sliced.

Frightened, Lyndon’s glans ducked back into his foreskin.

“…”
“You… this is a dirty, uncircumcised cock, isn’t it? Fuck, look at all those wrinkles on the foreskin…”

There was nothing actually wrong with his cock; it had simply grown that way naturally. Being condemned as if there were something wrong with it made him feel pathetic.

“Lyndon… if you cum on your own again… I might just circumcise you myself.”
“H-hic!”

Lyndon sobbed in terror, and soon, hiccups began to escape him.

“Do you even know what circumcision is? Here, right here… this part…”

Cedric pulled back Lyndon’s foreskin and scratched the shyly hidden glans with his finger. Pain and pleasure hit simultaneously, making Lyndon gasp for air.

“H-hng, ah, ahhh, n-no, please…”
“Then why the fuck are you cumming without my permission?”
“I-I’m… hic! I’m sorry…”
”I’m going to fuck you again, so you better hold it in.”
“H-hng, sob, ugh…”

Lyndon couldn’t even answer, he just let the tears stream down. His silver hair clung pitifully to his forehead, and his sapphire eyes shone even bluer through the moisture. It was, truly, a gaze that could move one’s heart.

‘Ah… if Lyndon ever tries to run away again, I’ll have to gouge those eyes out and keep them in formalin as a decoration.’

The eyes were so beautiful and tempting that they inspired such cruel thoughts.

Barely suppressing the urge to pluck them out, Cedric idly toyed with Lyndon’s fine hair. He pulled the strands gently toward his lips and gently spoke as if kissing him.

“Aren’t you going to answer? Huh?”
“…Y-yes, ah, yes!”

How… how could he be this lovely?

The way he trembled like a frightened puppy, the way his eyes brimmed with tears, the way he spewed white semen just from having his nipples pressed…

He was so lovely it was driving Cedric mad.

And then, the realization hit him again.

Love.

A heart afflicted by such a disease.

Cedric was a man who had never loved anyone. He was a man who was never supposed to love anyone in the future, either. He was a truly selfish person who cared only for himself.

For someone like him to love another… what could be more of a farce, or a tragedy?

And if Cedric truly did come to love Lyndon… it would undoubtedly be the most difficult and painful thing for Lyndon. It was a threat so great that this “training” would seem like a joke in comparison.

Regardless, Cedric folded away that moment of weak affection and suppressed it deep within himself before commanding Lyndon once more.

“If you cum on your own again, you’re getting that surgery.”
“H-heee!”

Cedric spread Lyndon’s legs wide. A bit of the semen he had just pumped inside was leaking out from the tightly closed entrance. Pushing past it, he drove his glans back through the narrow folds.

Perhaps it was because of the semen scattered earlier, but the hot inner walls were slick and viscous. The sensation was maddeningly good.

“Ha… fuck… you’re like a machine built to seduce a dick…”
“… H-hic…”

Even after hearing such insulting words, Lyndon couldn’t say a thing. For some reason, just having Cedric’s cock open his back entrance and slide in made the urge to ejaculate surge through him again.

“Ngh, mmp!”

Lyndon bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best not to climax. Just then, the tip of Cedric’s glans persistently rubbed against the back of his prostate.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

Lyndon’s eyes snapped open wide. Even with his eyes so large, he could see nothing. His vision had turned completely white.

“Ha… hah!”

A sharp, jagged breath escaped Lyndon’s mouth. As if in response, Cedric let out a sinister laugh.

“Fuck, you’re so vulgar… so lewd… you get so hard just from being fucked, k-kh…”

For someone scolding Lyndon, Cedric was quite excited himself. He repeatedly drove into Lyndon, barely swallowing his own moans and the urge to finish.

“Leaking your cum like this…”

Fluid was streaming from the tip of Lyndon’s glans. Whether it was semen, prostatic fluid, or urine – or perhaps a substitute for tears – it was impossible to tell. Whatever it was, it dribbled out miserably like a faucet that hadn’t been turned off properly.

“Hng, h-heee.”

Cedric moved his hips smoothly. Another moan burst from Lyndon’s lips.

It was driving him crazy. He couldn’t understand how this act of sodomy seemed to provide even greater pleasure the more they did it. He truly couldn’t comprehend it.

It should have hurt; his back entrance should have been raw and tattered.

He should have grown tired of it, or developed an immunity to it, and stopped feeling pleasure altogether.

It was truly bizarre.

“Hng, ah! Ang!”

Cedric reached out toward Lyndon’s chest. He grabbed the slightly split nipple and pulled it harshly, as if trying to tear it.

Even when the nipple had merely swayed during the thrusting, Lyndon had felt pleasure and his back arched. But to have it pulled so violently…

“Hi-uht! Ngh!”

Lyndon’s eyes crinkled shut. His entire body was drenched in sweat. He couldn’t… he couldn’t take any more. He could no longer hold back the electric surge of a climax.

“Ugh… Cedric! I’m… I’m going to… hah… I’m going to cum…!”
“No.”
“Hng, wha…?”

Lyndon managed to open one eye to look at Cedric. His whole body was trembling because he had to tense every muscle to hold back the climax. Of course, his back entrance was no exception.

Perhaps because of that, Cedric’s face was just as deeply contorted as Lyndon’s. The veins on his temples bulged. One corner of his mouth was curled upward in a crooked, mischievous smile – the kind a boy full of malice might wear.

Lyndon’s heart thrashed at that cruel yet captivating sight. Whether he knew what Lyndon was feeling or not, Cedric spoke commandingly.

“How can you cum already… hmm? Hold it longer.”
“Hng… h-hnnng! Mmp!”

However, looking at Cedric’s face only made it harder to endure. Just as he thought it would be better to close his eyes, Cedric, who had been moving smoothly, suddenly began to pierce Lyndon’s insides with even more violence.

“Hng, ah… ack!”
“Haaa… f-fuck.”

The tip of Cedric’s glans painfully scraped Lyndon’s prostate. It was… an indescribable, overwhelming pleasure.

“Hah! Hi… ugh! Hiiiieee!”

Just as he was about to spray his semen, Cedric’s harsh voice rang out.

“Just try… and cum. I might actually cut your dick off.”

Lyndon bit his lip painfully, looking troubled. He tilted his chin back, his Adam’s apple protruding as he moaned desperately. He was doing his absolute best to hold it in.

“K-kh… ngh!”

As if mocking him and asking if he still wouldn’t cum, Cedric did the exact opposite of his words and hammered forcefully into Lyndon’s depths.

“Ha… haha!”

Suddenly, Cedric let out a laugh. He grabbed Lyndon’s upturned face and pulled it down. While struggling to hold back his climax, Lyndon’s face was forced downward.

“Lyndon, look at this!”

He proudly showed Lyndon something.

“Hng… h-hee…?”

Lyndon looked toward his groin with hazy eyes.

“Fuck! Here! Look at my dick poking out through here.”
“Ngh! What?!”

Lyndon’s squinted eyes flew wide. He focused on where Cedric was pointing.

There, beneath the skin of his flat stomach, the outline of Cedric’s large cock was clearly visible, moving as it pushed in and out.

“Hah! Wh-what is…!”

While he stammered, unable to believe his eyes, his stomach rippled as it took the shape of Cedric’s cock.

Whether it was his stomach, his anus, or his prostate receiving it, he couldn’t tell – but it was a fact that his rectum was being thoroughly ravaged.

And it was also a fact that he was feeling a delirious pleasure from that violent thrusting.

Lyndon looked at Cedric with tears welling in his eyes. He was terrified that he kept feeling more and more intense pleasure.

But Cedric, perhaps misunderstanding, looked at Lyndon with wide, crazed eyes and slowly smiled. With a grin as large as a snowflake, and with that joyful face…

He began to press down hard on Lyndon’s stomach without hesitation.

“Ngh, ha-ah… ugh!”

Immediately, an intense wave of pleasure spread through his entire body, and as if it had been waiting, a fountain erupted from the tip of Lyndon’s glans. Transparent droplets sparkled and scattered in the air. The falling fluid splashed everywhere – on their chests, their faces, and their groins.

Cedric stuck out his long tongue and vulgarly licked Lyndon’s prostatic fluid from the corner of his mouth. Then, wearing a strange expression that was neither a smile nor a frown, he spoke.

“Lyndon… you disobeyed me after all, didn’t you?”
“…”

Lyndon stared at Cedric with clouded eyes. He could only manage shallow, hitching breaths. He couldn’t say another word.

Cedric pulled his cock out from Lyndon’s anus, which was still gripping him tightly. As if reluctant to let go, the inner wall pulled out slightly before snapping back in. Naturally, thick semen came out with it this time as well. He had also ejaculated for the second time.

Dismissing his own ejaculation as if it were nothing, Cedric only blamed Lyndon.

“This won’t do. You need to be punished. Don’t you agree?”
“…”

Despite the scolding tone, Cedric’s expression was soft. He looked like he was in a good mood. Humming to himself, he headed toward the bookshelf where he had previously pulled out the whip.

Perhaps because he was so exhausted, the abandoned Lyndon found himself unintentionally relaxing his tension. He closed his eyes and endured the remnants of pleasure that felt like pain.

His body shuddered intermittently from the lingering heat.

“Hng… ugh.”

He was covered in discomfort. His bound arms ached, and his swollen, deformed left nipple burned as if it were on fire. 

His entire body felt hot and stifling.

It was sticky with a stubborn heat. To use Cedric’s phrasing, the room was reeking of a “lewd stench.”

In the midst of that misery, Cedric approached Lyndon slowly. He intended to bestow an even greater agony upon him.

“Which one should it be? Hmm? Take your pick.”

He held up two objects that were grotesque even at a glance and commanded Lyndon to choose.

“…”

Lyndon felt his senses snap back into sharp focus. Cedric was holding a different tool in each hand. One was a dildo that looked almost identical to a real male organ, but the other… he couldn’t even identify it. It was a rod made of about five round balls connected in a row.

“Wh-what is th-that…”
“What else? It’s a tool of pleasure for your little shithole!”
“…”
“Lyndon, since you’re such a fucking slut who cums at the drop of a hat… this won’t do. I think you need a little training.”

Lyndon looked at Cedric with a face pale with terror. He instinctively shook his head.

“N-no… I don’t want to…”

He truly hated this. He didn’t want to put such a bizarre, incomprehensible object into his anus.

“I told you to pick which one goes in, I didn’t ask if you liked it or not.”

Without a doubt, this was the most tense and fearful moment of his life. With an expression of sheer dread, Lyndon tried to explain his feelings to Cedric.

“Lo-Lord Cedric, I… I don’t want to put such a strange th-thing inside me… I’d rather… I’d rather you put y-yours in instead…”
“Hmm, I guess this one is best after all, isn’t it?”

But Cedric didn’t seem to be listening at all as he held up the rod of connected balls.

If he had to choose, Lyndon hated the one Cedric had picked even more. At least the dildo was a familiar shape. The toy-like string of round balls… he didn’t even understand what it was, let alone want it inside him. Desperate, Lyndon cried out.

“Ah, wait! I’d… I’d rather have the… the one on the left!”
“…”

For reasons Lyndon didn’t understand, Cedric’s expression suddenly sharpened into something lethal.

“Fuck, are you saying you want another man’s cock in your back hole right now?”
“… Pardon?”

Lyndon’s mouth hung open. It was absurd.

“It wasn’t enough to house Hayley’s dick, now you want a fake one too?”
“…”

‘You were the one who told me to choose…’

He really, truly… was a complete madman.

“Lyndon, you vulgar little slut. You’re just the type of loose whore who can’t keep his head on straight unless there’s a man’s dick in his ass, aren’t you?”
“…”
“Fuck, this won’t do. I’m going to have to use tentacles to transform your dick too–”

“The – the one on the right! Please put the right one in!”