PSS Ch 8

After Yeo Kyungmin’s visit during the day, I felt restless. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Yeo Kyungmin’s words kept echoing in my ears. Pregnant? Did I seem like someone who couldn’t even manage myself? I was much more wary of getting pregnant than they thought. Despite that, the fact that they brought up such a topic was incredibly insulting as an omega.

“Ah…”

Just as I was drifting off to sleep with a troubled mind, I suddenly felt the garden lights turn on. Executive Director Jang Taejin must have returned. I curled up in bed, hoping he wouldn’t call for me. But despairingly, I soon heard a knock on the door. It must be the servant relaying Executive Director Jang Taejin’s message.

“The Executive Director requests your presence.”

“Yes, I understand.”

I forced my sluggish body to get out of bed. Going to the second floor was truly unpleasant, but I clearly remembered why I was in this house, so I obediently made my way to Executive Director Jang Taejin’s room.

“Come in.”

I took a deep breath and knocked. He replied. Gulp. As always, I swallowed hard to wet my throat before facing him.

“You called for me.”

When I entered the room, Executive Director Jang Taejin was dressed only in a loosely draped gown, as if he had just come out of the bathroom. A drop of water trickled down the groove between the muscles on his chest. My gaze was inexplicably drawn to the slow, meandering droplet as it created a path. It flowed downwards, settling between his defined abdominal muscles. Inevitably, the thick pubic hair and the long, dangling flesh beneath came into view.

“Do I have to state the reason every time I call for you?”

He said that and walked past me to the dressing room. He disappeared inside while toweling his hair, and the loud sound of a hairdryer filled the air. While he was drying his hair, I didn’t know what to do, so I just bit my lip. Then, thinking I should at least take off my clothes if anything was going to happen, I started to undress.

“…….”

I stood there naked. Suddenly, a full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom caught my eye. I could see my naked reflection. Covered in red and blue bruises, my already thin body looked even more pathetic.

I quickly turned my head away, as if I had seen something unpleasant. I remained frozen, head down, until the sound of the hairdryer from the dressing room stopped. Soon, Executive Director Jang Taejin, his hair tousled and messy, reappeared. With his usual impassive expression, he scanned me, my body, from head to toe.

He went to where the alcohol was kept, selected a suitable whiskey, and poured it into a glass. Then, he came to the table. Still with his gown completely open, he sat down with his legs crossed, swirling the whiskey glass in his hand.

“Come here.”

I slowly walked towards him. As I stood before him, he turned me around, examining me thoroughly as if inspecting a piece of merchandise. I flinched involuntarily each time his gaze pricked my skin. He was only holding my arms and turning me, but wherever his eyes landed felt as if his hand had touched me, sending shivers down my spine.

I was ashamed. I had never shown my naked body to anyone, let alone be scrutinized like this. Even if it was just a prelude to an act he was indifferent to, it wasn’t the same for me.

“What have you been doing while you waited? You haven’t even wet your hole.”

He said in a somewhat annoyed tone, specifically after closely inspecting between my buttocks. Unable to comprehend the meaning of his words, I paused for a moment before interpreting it as an instruction to wet my own hole. I took a step back from him. As I turned around to show him my back, the full-length mirror from before came into view. The thought of having to show myself, purchased by an alpha, poking my own backside in front of a mirror was unbearable. The humiliation welled up inside me. But even so, I was in a position where I had to do it, so I reached back and spread my buttocks.

“Hng!”

I widened the hole so Executive Director Jang Taejin could see it clearly and put a finger of my other hand in my mouth. It was impossible to insert it dry, so I wet it with saliva and took it out again. I had never done anything like this alone in my life. Even when I was in heat and my body was burning up, I would only touch myself in the front. Having to show this side of me to Executive Director Jang Taejin was driving me crazy.

“Hnnn…”

With my saliva-soaked finger, I fumbled behind me and pushed it into the slightly opened hole. As my finger forced its way into the still tight space, my head involuntarily tilted back, bringing me face to face with the mirror. I was standing awkwardly, bent over, reaching behind me to poke my hole. Executive Director Jang Taejin watched me leisurely, sipping his drink. His languid and relaxed expression, as if looking at something insignificant, brought my shame to its peak. I felt like I was dying, but for him, this was still nothing out of the ordinary.

I gritted my teeth. I desperately searched for my sensitive spot, wanting to escape this humiliating situation as quickly as possible.

“Ngh!”

No matter how much I fumbled, no matter how deep I inserted my finger, I couldn’t reach it. Perhaps mine was located much deeper inside than other omegas. I moved desperately, trying to somehow wet my unresponsive genitals. Even as I saw Executive Director Jang Taejin watching me through the mirror, I continued the shameful act. My saliva-soaked finger parted the narrow, dry opening, rubbing and scratching against the tightly clinging inner walls. My body started to tremble slightly, and my face flushed, but the hole showed no signs of wetting. Suddenly, I felt like crying. I hated this moment, hated having to spread my buttocks and poke myself in front of his impassive face.

“Ah…”

Suddenly, Executive Director Jang Taejin’s penis came into my view. He had been sitting there with a bored and indifferent expression, but at some point, it had become fully engorged and was throbbing. Did he get hard looking at me? When did that happen…?

At that moment, the flesh inside the hole, touched by my finger, twitched. The tightness gradually gave way to moisture, and soon it was slick enough for my finger to move freely. I was startled by the change in my body. I didn’t understand why it was suddenly like this after all that poking. Could it be because I saw Executive Director Jang Taejin’s erection? Because I realized he was actually aroused by looking at me?

“How are you going to take my cock like that?”

Executive Director Jang Taejin put down the glass he was holding. His messy bangs covered his forehead. He looked much wilder than usual. He stood up. He came close behind me and caressed the opening with his thick hand.

“Have you never poked your own hole before?”

He inserted his middle and ring fingers into the opening, wrapping them around my finger that was already inside. As he bent his fingers, mine moved along with them. My finger twitched along with his movements. Inside the now sufficiently lubricated opening, our fingers moved together. Just his fingers alone were enough to drive me crazy, but having my own finger forcibly stimulating me as well was overwhelming. The sloshing sound was lewd. I couldn’t bear to open my eyes and moaned with my head tilted back. I could vividly feel his fingers spreading and rubbing against the inner flesh.

“Open your eyes. Look at the front.”

Executive Director Jang Taejin ordered. I had no choice but to force my eyes open and look ahead. I saw my own grimacing face. My distorted expression, contorted by pleasure, was so unfamiliar and repulsive. I couldn’t believe I had been taking Executive Director Jang Taejin’s penis with such an expression.

“Hng!”

Executive Director Jang Taejin grabbed my hair and yanked it back. My trembling body came into view through the mirror. Executive Director Jang Taejin also glared at my reflection in the mirror as if he would devour me. He bent my head to the side and licked my long, exposed neck like an animal.

“Hngh, hng… hngh.”

His panting breaths, his tongue licking long, slow strokes up my neck, wetting it, disgusted me. I squeezed my eyes shut again, unable to bear the sight of him licking greedily, pressing his lips against my skin and sucking.

“I told you to open your eyes.”

He growled lowly. At the same time, he tugged hard on my hair, which he had a firm grip on, forcing me to open my eyes with a short yelp. My eyes met his again through the mirror. My body trembled uncontrollably, fearing his ferocious gaze that looked as if it would tear me apart at any moment. There were no sweet pheromones, no melting caresses. There were only the lustful gestures of desire.

“Hng!”

He pushed his fingers deeper inside. His fingers, incomparably longer than mine, delved further in. His fingertips reached a sensitive spot. Noticing my flinch, he persistently scraped against the inner wall. Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn’t keep still, my whole body writhing from the stimulation of my prostate by his fingers.

“Ahng! Hngh! Hng! Hng!”

He bent my body forward completely. While holding my hair, he pressed me down, and at the same time, lifted my hips further, thrusting inside. The fact that I had to endure this humiliation, naked and in this position, in front of him was horrifying. I wasn’t a person to him. He saw me as a tool to relieve his sexual desires, and I had to fulfill that role.

“Hng!”

My prostate was rubbed and stimulated so intensely that I soon climaxed. I trembled, my hips strangely lifted as I bent over. He slowly pulled his fingers out of my hole. He also let go of my hair as if tossing it aside, causing me to collapse onto the floor.

“Ughhh!”

Collapsed and naked, I finally withdrew the finger that had been poking my backside. Semen spilled from my penis, and at the same time, fluids leaked from the stimulated hole, wetting my buttocks and thighs. I had climaxed in front of him, from just the stimulation of his fingers. Humiliation flooded through me as I lay panting on the floor. Even amidst this, my body, which had just ejaculated, twitched with pleasure.

Executive Director Jang Taejin stared at me intently. It was as if he was watching a worm that had crawled out after the rain, deliberately crushed and writhing.

“Haak!”

Suddenly, he placed his foot between my legs. Even though he was wearing slippers, he crushed my testicles with a pressure that couldn’t possibly be painless.

“Ah, it hurts! It hurts! Stop, stop! Stop it! Please! Hngh!”

Excruciating pain shot through my crushed testicles. My stomach twisted, and it felt as if my intestines would burst. He seemed to enjoy watching me scream and cry, then briefly lifted his foot. He watched for a while as I clutched my aching chest, writhing in agony, before pressing down again with force.

“Ahngh!”

Tears streamed down my face. My consciousness flickered, my senses overwhelmed. If this act was a way for him to relieve his sexual desire, I had to willingly comply. Even if my body was brutally broken and my mind shattered, I had to do whatever he wanted.

But the instinct that remained in my shattered mind told me to run. To push away the foot crushing me and escape this place immediately.

“No!”

I screamed involuntarily. I struggled to push his foot away. But his foot wouldn’t budge, and instead, he pressed down even harder, intensifying the pain. It felt like my testicles were being ripped apart. I felt like they would burst. My vision blurred, and only pain echoed in my head.

“No, no, no. It hurts, it hurts! Haang!”

Then, he lifted his foot. Pulling my hair, he lifted my tear-soaked, convulsing body.

“Hngh, sob. Hngh, sob.”

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the humiliation. He crouched down, still holding my hair, and looked at me with his usual indifferent expression. His languidly lowered eyelids half-concealed his dark eyes. Even while committing such cruel acts, he moved his handsome lips with a look of utter boredom.

“You said you were going to the library?”

I hadn’t expected him to ask such a question at this moment. My tears stopped abruptly. The pain of being trampled by him still consumed my body, but my mind followed his chilling gaze.

“Aren’t you going to answer, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong?”

“Yes, yes. I did. I said I was going to the library…”

My lips trembled so much that I could barely speak.

“Interesting. Mr. Lim Jaegyeong is most skilled at spreading his legs in front of an alpha, so I don’t see why you need to study anything else.”

“…….”

“Or do you want to go out and spread your legs for another alpha? Is your hole itching so badly that you can’t stand it while I’m gone?”

I couldn’t understand what he was talking about. I knew he considered me a promiscuous omega, but I never imagined he would have such absurd thoughts just because I said I was going out.

“Is my cock not enough for you? Or why the hell do you want to go out?”

He slammed my face against the floor. Then he looked around for a moment. He seemed to have found something as he removed the hand that was pressing down on my head and stood up.

“I don’t like it when Mr. Lim Jaegyeong takes another bastard’s cock.”

He reappeared, holding something in his hand, and stood before me again. I lifted my head from the floor and stared blankly at what he was holding.

“I’ll shove something else in instead, so be satisfied with that.”

Executive Director Jang Taejin knelt down on one knee behind me. He grabbed my buttocks and spread them apart, pouring the liquor directly from the bottle into my exposed hole.

“Hngh!”

My body instinctively recoiled as the cold liquid touched the sensitive area. I quickly tightened my muscles to prevent the high-proof alcohol from seeping into my rectum. Thanks to that, the liquor didn’t enter my genitals, but some liquid did pool inside my anus.

“Ughh!”

He poured out all of the expensive-looking liquor without leaving a drop. The alcohol flowed down my thighs, over my buttocks, and even reached my waist, dripping onto the marble floor. I shivered from the coldness against my skin. The pain in my testicles from being trampled had subsided, but a wave of humiliation washed over me. However, that emotion vanished without a trace in the face of Executive Director Jang Taejin’s next action. Something was piercing and intruding into me. A hard, cold, and utterly foreign object was spreading my narrow opening and pushing its way in.

“No!”

I belatedly realized it was the liquor bottle and screamed involuntarily. Although it was a relatively slim design for a liquor bottle, it was still as thick and long as a person’s forearm. Executive Director Jang Taejin was forcing the large bottle inside me. The liquor that had pooled inside sloshed and flowed further in along the bottle’s neck.

“St-stop. Stop it! Executive Director! Executive Director!”

My voice was shredded with desperation. His insane act of shoving a bottle into a living person’s genitals brought an intense wave of humiliation along with the pain.

“Stop, stop! Please stop, Executive Director! Haang!”

The top of the bottle was narrow enough to go in, but the rest of it was too thick, making it impossible. Despite this, Executive Director Jang Taejin continued to push the bottle inside with brute force. The inner walls of my anus, unaccustomed to such a hard, smooth object, worked frantically to expel it. My pelvis strained, feeling as if my insides would fall out.

Tears, snot, saliva – every fluid my body could produce flowed freely. Sweat poured down like rain. Droplets clung to my eyelashes, blurring my vision. I gasped for air, thrusting my hips towards him. My head, repeatedly hitting the floor, shook uncontrollably.

“S-save me. Please save me, Executive Director.”

“Why? Isn’t this what you wanted? I thought my cock wasn’t enough for you.”

“No, no, it’s not… Hngh! P-please, Executive Director, Ahngh!”

Finally, the body of the bottle breached my stretched flesh and plunged inside. It began to move with a speed that made it impossible to think straight, penetrating deeper and deeper.

“Ahngh!”

Once the bottle was inside, it was nothing to shove it in halfway. I cried uncontrollably, feeling the sensation of being penetrated by the forearm-thick object. It felt like my body was being split in two. The tightly stretched opening made it difficult to even breathe.

“Hnnn, sob. Haang, sob, ha, hnnn, ah…”

He grabbed my hair again as I gasped for breath, barely holding on. He brought his face close to mine, which was a mess of tears and snot, and spoke in a cold voice.

“How is it? I did as you wished, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong.”

I couldn’t breathe properly, let alone speak.

“I-I’m sorry. Executive Director, I was wrong…”

By now, I knew what he wanted to hear. I wasn’t so stupid as to not notice. I knew what I had to say to survive this moment.

“What are you saying?”

“The library… I said I was going to the library, going out, so…”

He smiled silently, only his lips curving upwards. Looking at him through my blurry vision, I instinctively knew I had said exactly what he wanted to hear.

“I won’t go. I won’t go… I’ll stay here all day. So…”

“There’s no need for that.”

“Y-yes?”

“I said there’s no need. Go wherever you want, the library or anywhere else, if you wish.”

“…Executive Director.”

He lifted my face. Gripping my hair with a force that felt like it would tear my scalp, he glared intensely into my eyes as if to sear his words into them.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong, you must have had some reason for wanting to go, right? Isn’t that so?”

I had no idea how to respond. What did he really want? Why was he doing this? Was it simply because this was what he desired? Was it just a game to him?

“Ugh!”

Lost in thought, he suddenly let go of my hair. Instead, he grabbed the bottle that was still lodged inside me. He lifted it slightly, as if he would pull out the bottle that was stuck, unable to go in further or come out.

“Haang!”

But before the bottle could be fully removed, a pressure even greater than before slammed deep inside. My waist bucked, and my thighs trembled. He moved the bottle roughly, as if thrusting a penis. He poked at my insides with the long neck, repeatedly shoving the thick body in and out.

“Ngh! Hngh, hng! Ughhh, ngh!”

My spread pelvis ached. The opening, stretched to its limit, felt like it would tear. I felt a creeping pleasure even as my backside was being violated by a liquor bottle, not a human penis. I moaned mindlessly, shaking my hips. The hole, impaled by the bottle, was loose. It had stretched when taking Executive Director Jang Taejin’s penis, but now the flesh at the entrance was practically shredded.

It was agonizing. It felt like I was becoming a rag, just as Executive Director Jang Taejin had said.

My body and mind were already no different from rags. This body, deriving pleasure from being violated by inanimate objects, wasn’t mine. I moaned loudly with my increasingly ravaged body. The overwhelming pleasure, eclipsing the shame, sent shivers through my body and brought me to another climax.

“Ahngh!”

Defiled by Executive Director Jang Taejin’s fingers and then the bottle, I helplessly spilled my semen onto the floor. The semen landed with a splat, pooling stickily. Fluid also leaked from my stretched backside, which was still clenching around the bottle. As soon as Executive Director Jang Taejin’s grip loosened even slightly, the bottle was expelled with a pop.

Leaking fluids from behind and having ejaculated in front, I finally collapsed onto the floor. Executive Director Jang Taejin inserted his fingers into my still-leaking hole. He poked at the stretched opening indifferently and muttered in a flat voice.

“It’s too loose. Maybe I should have put my fist in.”

I froze, terrified. Knowing he was capable of such a thing, my body went completely rigid. I cringed, fearing he would actually put his fist in. Tears, which had stopped with my orgasm, started flowing again. I sobbed, grinding my face against the floor.

Tsk.

Executive Director Jang Taejin clicked his tongue, looking down at me. He tapped indifferently at my buttocks, which were still leaking fluids.

“What are you doing, crying like this over something like this? Didn’t you expect all this when you said you were coming back to this house?”

He stood up, leaving me sobbing without a reply. He nudged my twitching thighs with the top of his foot and said in a languid voice.

“How long are you going to stay like this? Are you just going to lie there and cry?”

At his words, I managed to raise my trembling body. I pushed myself up with my arms, but he grabbed my hair and slammed me back down.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong should clean up what he spilled.”

He ground my face into the floor. The mixture of liquor and my semen smeared across my face, bringing on an unbearable wave of nausea.

He released my hair. I collapsed无力地again. I knew I had to do what he said, but my body wouldn’t move.

“Aren’t you going to do it?”

He moved his foot between my legs. Feeling the pressure of his slipper, I cried out with all my might.

“I-I’ll do it! I will! I will!”

His foot stopped, but tears erupted like a flood. I hiccuped, swallowing my sobs, and raised my upper body. Then, I bowed my head as if in prayer, towards the floor stained with my semen and the spilled liquor.

Lick, lick. I licked the floor in front of him. To show him that I was cleaning up my own mess.

The salty semen, masked by the bitter liquor, had no taste. A slimy, lumpy texture lingered on my tongue. What kind of expression was he making as he watched me? Was he smiling with those handsome lips, enjoying this? My heart was breaking, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t escape until he told me to.

“Look at this, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong.”

His voice suddenly reached me from close by. He had crouched down beside me at some point, whispering in my ear.

“This suits you, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong. Crawling like a dog and licking up your own semen is perfectly fitting for you.”

He chuckled softly at the end of his sentence. He stood up, his face stained with the remnants of my fluids, and walked past me towards the bed.

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The day after I declared, rather than asked, that I would be going to the library. After breakfast, I packed my things. I had barely managed to get permission to go out after all the commotion yesterday, but I didn’t want to spend another moment in this house.

I put my laptop, notebook, and a few writing utensils in my bag and left immediately. Even though spring was approaching, the weather was still bitterly cold. The walk down the long hill felt like traversing the Siberian plains. A shiver ran down my spine each time the sharp wind grazed my face. Despite wearing a thick padded jacket, my ears were freezing because it didn’t have a hood. I finally reached the bus stop, my ears aching as if they were about to be ripped off.

A ten-minute bus ride from the stop at the bottom of the hill would take me to the public library. At the library entrance, I showed my ID, and the staff member handed me a key card, asking me to return it when I left. I swiped the card and went inside. The five-story library felt much more modest and simple inside than it appeared from the outside.

The reading room had designated individual desks with partitions and open seating with large tables without partitions. At the open seating area, you could bring library books and read them without checking them out. I chose a seat in the open area. My original purpose for coming to the library was to study, but I planned to read if I got bored.

I sat down at an empty table and took out my things. I opened a workbook for the college entrance exam and picked up a pen. Scratch, scratch. The library was eerily quiet, perhaps because it was a weekday afternoon. The sound of the pen scratching against the paper echoed loudly in the spacious room.

Screech. As I was working on a problem, I heard the sound of a chair being pulled from somewhere in the distance. My gaze naturally drifted towards the sound. I saw a man sitting down a short distance away and taking out a laptop. He turned it on and started typing.

I had been enjoying the scratching sound of my pen, so I was slightly annoyed by the man’s actions. But even so, I couldn’t ask him to be quiet. Laptops were allowed in the open seating area, and the typing sound only seemed loud because there were so few people.

I tried to focus on my problems again, treating the typing as white noise. After working with my head down for a while, I started to feel hungry. I stretched, rolling my stiff neck.

I carefully got up from my seat. I had noticed a large cafeteria on the first floor earlier. Remembering the smell of ramen wafting from it, I quickened my pace. The thought of eating ramen after so long made my stomach growl.

⋆.˚🦋₊ ⊹

Despite the cold weather, the sunlight was as always, transparently bright. I woke up to the streaming sunlight, opened my eyes, and was startled by the unfamiliar ceiling. However, I soon realized where I was and let out a long sigh. It was Executive Director Jang Taejin’s room. The weekdays I spent going to the library had flown by, and it was already the weekend. I had been here since last night.

I forced my abused body out of bed. Executive Director Jang Taejin was nowhere to be seen. Even though he wasn’t here now, I couldn’t leave this room on the weekends. So the only place I could go was the bathroom. I entered the shower room and turned on the water. Water cascaded down like a waterfall from the ceiling-mounted showerhead.

My whole body ached. Executive Director Jang Taejin’s voice echoed in my ears, ordering me to take it properly if I wanted to be worth anything. He thrust into me roughly, as if I were an object, not a person. I should be used to it by now… but no matter how much time passed, I could never get used to his rough treatment. Every time, it felt like I was going insane, but what tormented me even more was my own body, reaching climax and ejaculating every time, despite being treated like less than human.

I felt like I was going crazy. My whole being had to be insane. My body, reduced to a toilet for Executive Director Jang Taejin’s desires, experiencing orgasms every time we had sex, wasn’t the body I knew.

That’s why it felt even worse. The image of Executive Director Jang Taejin sneering after we were done, as if to show me how much of a rag I was, before thrusting into me again, filled me with self-loathing.

“Ha…”

I turned off the water with a long sigh. Water dripped down my face from my wet hair. I wiped my face with one hand and stepped out of the shower. I dried myself with a large towel, put on a robe hanging by the bathroom door, and went outside.

“Ah…”

When I came out, I saw that two meals had been prepared on the table. It seemed the housekeeper had come while I was showering. Executive Director Jang Taejin, who hadn’t been there when I woke up and went to the bathroom, finally opened the door and entered the room. Judging by his casual clothes and the sweat covering his body, he must have been working out in the training room.

He went straight to the bathroom, still drenched in sweat. His pheromones were stronger than usual because of the sweat. He soon reappeared, freshly showered. He glanced at me, standing hesitantly by the table, and sat down first.

“Let’s eat breakfast.”

He spoke in his usual emotionless voice and picked up his spoon. I went and sat beside him. Even though there was enough space for us to sit facing each other, the table was set for us to sit side by side. I picked up my spoon without a word. I had no appetite after being used all night, but I pretended to eat because I didn’t want him to chew my food and feed it to me.

“Doesn’t it suit your taste?”

Of course it did. The housekeeper’s cooking was much better than the food I used to have at home. The problem wasn’t the food, but having to eat next to him. Unaware of this, or perhaps pretending to be, Executive Director Jang Taejin asked blatantly.

“That’s strange. I heard Mr. Lim Jaegyeong usually enjoys mealtimes.”

He put down his chopsticks. He drank a glass of water and turned his gaze towards me. I felt his sticky gaze clinging to me, but I deliberately turned my head away, avoiding his eyes.

“E-Executive Director!”

He roughly pulled me towards him as I deliberately avoided his gaze. My face was buried in his chest, exposed by the open robe. His pheromones mingled with the faint scent of his shower cologne. My heart pounded, fearing that the dreaded situation would repeat itself.

“Brat. You really don’t listen.”

Muttering under his breath, he swept the table clear of the food. Some of the dishes containing rice, soup, and side dishes crashed to the floor with a clatter. He quickly cleared a space and lifted me onto the table. He forced me to lie face down with a rough hand and pressed my head down.

Hnnn… A moan escaped my lips involuntarily. I trembled, my face pressed against the table under his hand.

“Are you doing this on purpose? Do you want to protest that you’re uncomfortable being with me?”

“N-no, it’s not that. It’s not like that.”

“Then what is it? The food suits your taste, and you’re not sick, so why do you keep picking at it and getting on my nerves?”

I remained silent. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him that I couldn’t eat properly because I was sitting next to him, the most uncomfortable person in the world.

“Aren’t you going to answer?”

My silence seemed to fuel his anger. He clicked his tongue and bent down to meet my gaze. He stared intently at my anxious, yet somehow defiant eyes for a long moment before slowly straightening up.

“A brat who doesn’t listen needs to be taught a lesson.”

He looked around as if searching for something. The memory of having a bottle shoved inside me in this very spot was still vivid. I was terrified, wondering what he would put inside me this time. I hated being penetrated by his penis, but having other objects inside me was even more horrifying. Such acts might be a game to him, but they weren’t to me. The foreign sensation of a hard object piercing my flesh was far more terrifying than sex. I trembled silently, awaiting the punishment for my small act of defiance.

“If Mr. Lim Jaegyeong continues to refuse to eat, I’ll have to force-feed you.”

He sat down and lifted my robe, exposing my thighs and buttocks. He reached for the remaining dishes on the table. With a clatter, he picked something up.

“Eat it through your ass. This is your punishment.”

He grabbed my buttocks without warning, the skin already prickling with fear. He squeezed and kneaded the tense muscles, forcing a cry from my lips. He spread my buttocks apart, exposing the tight, dry opening. He spat into it. The sticky liquid flowed inside, sickeningly. In that brief moment, as his saliva wet my skin, my heart crumbled.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong, do you know? Every time I spread your flesh, your hole twitches.”

He wasn’t wrong. Even though he had only spread my buttocks and spat into me, I could feel my opening contracting and expanding in excitement.

“How do you know what I’m going to put in there and get so excited? What if I give you something tasteless?”

He opened and closed his mouth, mimicking the twitching hole, and spat into it again. He chuckled, as if amused by the way my lips puckered, trying to swallow the saliva.

“I’ll pick something you like and feed it to you, so take it all without leaving a drop.”

Something touched the entrance of my hole. Something slightly soft, easily mashed, and almost smooth was being pressed against my opening and pushed inside. Even with my dying expression, I couldn’t help but turn around to see what Executive Director Jang Taejin was shoving inside. I turned my head with difficulty and saw what he was holding. Crushed in his large hand and being pushed into my hole was a strawberry, one that had been served with the meal for dessert.

I froze when I realized what it was. I hated having hard objects inside me, but having food shoved up my ass was even worse. He had said he would feed me through my ass, but I never imagined he would actually use food. By now, my role was becoming even clearer. I thought I was just a toilet for his semen, but I wasn’t even that. I was nothing more than a trash can. Something he could shove anything into for his amusement.

“How is it? Is the strawberry tasty?”

He asked in a languid tone after forcing the strawberry into my tight opening, crushing the soft flesh. It wasn’t the first time he had treated me like a dog, but tears welled up for some reason. The juice and pulp oozing from my stretched opening were disgusting, and the way my hole twitched and quivered around it, as if enjoying it, was even more repulsive.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong. Aren’t you going to answer?”

Slap. He smacked my right buttock as if punishing me for not answering. “Ah!” I screamed, tears spilling down my face. The spot where he hit me stung, but the fact that I had to have food shoved up my ass hurt even more. When he slapped me again, I answered in a tearful voice.

“I-it’s delicious. The strawberry… it’s delicious.”

This moment, having to answer as he pleased, was the most humiliating.

“Good. I’m glad you like it, so I’ll give you more. It makes me happy to see you eating so well, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong.”

He picked up another strawberry after uttering those absurd words. He pushed the new strawberry into the hole that was already occupied by the first one. Fresh pulp was mashed against the slick, juice-coated walls. A sticky sensation and the scent of strawberries filled my nostrils. Satisfied with my strawberry-filled hole, he lightly patted my buttocks repeatedly. He slapped my juice-covered cheeks and then caressed my dangling testicles with pleasure.

“Do you know what you look like right now, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong?”

He said, poking his finger inside to push the fruit further in.

“You look quite a sight, with your hole stuffed with strawberries and drool dripping down your chin.”

He mashed the fruit against the inner walls with his fingers. The juice flowed down, and the crushed pulp clung to the wrinkled flesh.

“You didn’t want to eat earlier, but now you’re taking it so well through your ass. Should I always feed you this way from now on? Is that why you want to be fed through your ass?”

He jabbed his finger hard inside, the same finger he’d used to smear the fruit against my inner walls.

“Ahngh!”

I flinched, my body convulsing. Tears blurred my vision.

“Are you too busy enjoying being fed through your ass to answer?”

“No, hnnn… It’s not like that… Ahnnn.”

“Answer me properly. Before I shove something even filthier up your ass.”

“Yes, yes. Yes…”

I finally closed my lips after answering three times. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks. He moved his hand again. His touch was very light as he inserted the third strawberry. I could clearly feel from his touch that he was enjoying this.

“Hnnn…”

Having already taken two strawberries, my backside readily opened to welcome the third, as if it couldn’t get enough. My hole, twitching and chewing on the strawberries, was no different from a mouth. His fingers moved busily, pushing the small fruit deeper inside. The crushed strawberry juice flowed down, wetting my insides. The shame crushed what little pride I had left. I was being trampled, just like the fruit being mashed and shoved inside me.

“That’s three already. I should have fed you this way from the start, seeing how well you take it.”

His sneering face was vivid in my mind. Tears welled up and spilled onto the table where my face was pressed.

“This isn’t enough, is it? Mr. Lim Jaegyeong’s hole is such a slut that this much won’t satisfy it, will it?”

He picked up another strawberry. He seemed unsatisfied, despite having already shoved three inside. As if tired of inserting them one by one, he pushed in two or three at once. It wasn’t painful, but the thought of having food shoved up my ass filled me with self-loathing. I was sinking below human. To become his plaything, I had to give up being human and satisfy his filthy desires.

“Ah…”

And the filthiest part of it all was me, getting aroused by his actions, by his touch as he pushed the fruit deeper inside. I couldn’t hold back any longer and climaxed from the constant pressing and rubbing against my sensitive spot.

“Sob… Hngh, sob, hngh, sob…”

I sobbed, spilling my semen onto the table, ashamed of this act, disgusted by my own pleasure. Although he had released some pheromones, it was a minuscule amount. It was absurd to climax from just that; I had come because of the act of being fed strawberries through my ass. Knowing that made it even more pathetic. I couldn’t even use his pheromones as an excuse.

I didn’t want to be broken like this. I wanted to feel pleasure only during normal sex. No, I didn’t even want to feel pleasure with him, but if I couldn’t avoid it, if I absolutely had to, I wanted to feel it only during something human.

But I didn’t even have that right. I had to become an animal, just as he desired.

“Now you’re coming while being fed through your ass?”

I could feel his sneer. Acting all haughty, pure, innocent. He must be looking down on me for coming and feeling pleasure from such a perverse act, despite all the pretenses I put up in front of him.

“Just how much of a rag is your body? Coming from something like this?”

I sensed excitement in his voice. He must be aroused by seeing me ejaculate like an animal, just as he wanted. He shoved all four of his fingers into my strawberry-filled hole. He twisted his hand, crushing the strawberries as if juicing them. The soft flesh squished inside. The squelching sound intensified. I shook my head, crying and screaming in protest. The smell of strawberries filled the room.

“What are you protesting? You even came while saying it was delicious.”

“No, no… Stop, stop…”

“Is it not enough? Should I push it in deeper?”

He stood up. Crash, bang. He swept all the dishes off the table and onto the floor, then lifted my hips high. He pulled out his penis from between the open robe and thrust it into my hole.

“Haaa…!”

My head, which had been pressed against the table, lifted involuntarily. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks, and my spread pelvis trembled. The strawberries inside were pushed deeper as his penis plunged in. He grabbed my hips and pounded into me as if grinding something in a mortar. Squelch, squelch. The fruit was completely crushed against his penis. The mixture of juice and my leaking fluids created a lewd sound.

“Ha, ngh! Ngh! Haang! Ngh! N-no! Stop! Stop! Haang!”

He was rougher than usual. The large, thrusting cock overflowed with juice, soaking not only my backside but also my robe. He rubbed my buttocks and trailed his fingers through the strawberry juice dripping down my thighs. He brought his juice-covered fingers, now mixed with my fluids and smelling even more tart, to his mouth and sucked them with a wet, sticky sound.

“It tastes pretty good for something that came out of a slutty hole.”

He also scooped up the crushed fruit that had leaked out from around his penis, along with the red juice. Continuing to grind against me, he reached forward and shoved it into my mouth. I had no choice but to take the strawberries that had been inside me, crushed and mangled by his fingers and his cock. I immediately gagged. It was so disgusting I felt like I would throw up. I retched, spitting up saliva.

“You take it well from behind, but you don’t like it from the front?”

He grabbed my hair, blaming me for gagging on what he had given me. My head was yanked back, and my eyes met his. While violating me from below, he lowered his head and kissed me. He released his pheromones during the kiss. I, who had barely managed to hold on with the minuscule amount he had released before, now felt my body relax as his scent washed over me like a flood.

“Fuck. You’re out of your mind again because I released my pheromones, aren’t you?”

He pulled away and sneered at my melting expression. Executive Director Jang Taejin reached out and grabbed my throat. I thrashed my arms uselessly, my head tilted back. He held my throat like a rein, thrusting into me while looking at my face. The strawberries, completely crushed by his thrusting cock, were now turning into juice.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong. Are the strawberries tasty? You’re sucking my cock like you’re crazy for them.”

From the moment he started releasing his pheromones in earnest, my body was rapidly succumbing to pleasure. His actions were sweet. His dirty words made my body burn.

“Mmm. Delicious, it’s delicious…”

“Your eyes are glazed over, Mr. Lim Jaegyeong. Did you know your eyes lose focus whenever you get excited?”

“I don’t know… I don’t know that.”

“Tell me. Is my cock so delicious that you’re going crazy?”

“Yes, it’s delicious… Executive Director’s cock…”

“Then open wider. I’ll push it in deeper.”

As if possessed, I opened my anus wider. He tightened his grip on my throat and pressed his lips against mine. Saliva flooded into my mouth from his. He sucked on my tongue as if he would rip it out, while his hips pistoned into me. The crushed strawberry pieces, mangled by his frantic thrusts, rubbed against my inner walls. Even just the thrusting and rubbing alone was enough to drive me crazy, but the slick, smooth fruit made it even better.

His penis swelled again. He had promised to push it in deeper, and indeed, the head plunged further inside. His lips left mine. Unable to withstand his rough movements, my upper body collapsed onto the table, and I cried out in ecstasy.

“Ahng! Ng! Mmmng, ng! Ng!”

Saliva dribbled from my open mouth onto the table. My hole, which had already climaxed while filled with strawberries, convulsed again. He pounded against me with such force that it felt like he would break the table in half, and my testicles swung against my thighs, threatening to bruise them. The friction created a froth at the base of his penis, which turned pink when mixed with the strawberry juice. As if trying to create more of the pretty foam, he thrust in and out savagely. His dark, engorged penis, pulsing with veins, moved rapidly between the pink bubbles, growing hot. Pounded deep inside by his heavy cock, I released another wave of pleasure.

“Haang!”

At the moment of my climax, he cursed under his breath. His cock slammed into my convulsing hole as I spurted. Thud. Thud. The sound of flesh hitting flesh mingled with the creaking of the table. His enraged penis pounded against my cervix as if it would pierce through.

I screamed as if I were dying. My semen splattered across my stomach and the table. My vision swam. I felt like my insides would fall out. Just as my vision went white, a hot liquid flooded into me, filling my pleasure-filled body.

“Haaa…”

He came inside me. The slick fluid filled my strawberry-stuffed hole. The warmth spreading through me made my eyes close involuntarily. The pleasure of receiving an alpha’s cum was so intense that it felt like my brain was melting. I collapsed onto the table. I lay there, panting, filled with his cum.

“Fuuuck…”

He pulled out of me. Then, he stared at my body for a moment. He must be looking at my messy hole. I could feel his gaze on my backside.

“Gasp!”

At that moment, he buried his face between my buttocks. He stuck his tongue into my hole, a messy mix of his cum and crushed strawberries, and licked it with relish. The sensation of his tongue against my inner walls was vivid. Unlike his roughly thrusting cock, it was soft and sweet.

“Mmm…”

I moaned softly, my body melting. He nuzzled between my cheeks, licking the entrance of my hole and probing inside with his tongue. Enjoying his ministrations, I reached back and pressed his head down. The soft flesh pushing deeper inside melted me completely.

“Hng!”

He pulled away and inserted his fingers into my hole. He scooped out the remaining bits of fruit mixed with his semen. With each twitch of his fingers, each scrape and rub against my inner walls, I writhed in pleasure.

“Strawberry milk.”

He murmured, looking at the whitish fluid streaked with red pulp. He continued to scrape, collecting what remained on the table.

“Mmm.”

He turned me over, my body limp from the pheromones and the afterglow of sex. Through my unfocused, hazy vision, I could faintly make out his smiling face.

“Want a taste? It’s quite delicious.”

He scooped up what he had collected on the table with his fingertips. He offered the sticky mixture, dotted with strawberry pieces, to my panting mouth.

His fingertip brushed against my tongue. I could feel the smooth texture of his skin. What I tasted wasn’t the sweet flavor of strawberries or the salty tang of semen. All I could sense was his sweet pheromones. To an omega completely intoxicated by an alpha’s pheromones, even the semen leaking from their own hole tasted only of their alpha.

“How is it? Is it alright?”

I slowly opened my eyelids. Meeting his gaze as he looked down at me, I moved my reddened lips.

“Yes. It’s delicious… Sweet.”

He smiled in satisfaction. He climbed onto the table, his penis, still stained with red juice, dangling between his thighs.

“I knew you’d like it.”

He lifted my legs, which were sprawled on the table, and positioned himself between them.

“Mr. Lim Jaegyeong is so easy.”

His cock pressed against the entrance of my hole, still slick with strawberry-flavored juice.

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The weather at the end of winter was gloomy and chilly. Looking at the dark sky, which looked as if it would hail at any moment, I regretted not bringing an umbrella.