Climax Trainer, Mansion X!

This time, he grabbed a large, long cucumber and thrust it into the opening. Two, three…. He filled Yeonwoo’s rear until it was packed full, overflowing with fresh vegetables.

“Ugh, ah, ripping, uh, huuaaang….”

Yeonwoo buried his face in a pasta dish. Greasy pork was smeared across his chest, and a salad bowl lay overturned beneath his stomach, the dressing splattered everywhere.

“I, uh, huh, ah, stomach, huah, ang, ang!”

“Who gets a hard-on while being punished? Really, so filthy and lewd.”

Sian chuckled, shoving the cucumber deeper with his palm. He thrust it in like he was fucking him, then stirred it around inside, searching for Yeonwoo’s sweet spot. Yeonwoo almost screamed, thrashing his feet and crying out, “Huang, aaang!”

“Should I poke here? Wow, you’re so pretty, darling. Like a dog, a slut, going crazy just from getting your hole poked.”

Thump, thump, thump! He thrust quickly with one hand while picking up food with the other and smearing it on Yeonwoo’s face. He forced the pork, now coated in Yeonwoo’s previously spilled semen, into his mouth.

“Hu, uck, uup, ah, haa, haaaauuu!”

Sauce smeared across Yeonwoo’s face, already covered in saliva. Like a drowning man, he gasped desperately, chewing and swallowing the forced-in pork.

His mind went blank, his vision blurred. He was being poked in an unbelievably good spot. He was too far gone to realize it wasn’t a dick. Huaang, aang, thereee! I, go, ah, good, huack, ack…! He screamed incoherently.

Thwack, thump, thump! Yeonwoo’s body lurched forward. Whether trying to escape or begging Zen to thrust into him, his hips shook uncontrollably.

“Uh, ack, huh, kuhack….”

“Don’t tense up, your cum is overflowing. Tsk…. Look at this. You’re getting it all over Master’s food….”

His thighs spasmed. Thump, thump, thump, the relentless touch continued, even as he tried to escape, even as he nearly fainted. More, stop, stooop, huack, ang, ang! He begged, spitting out whatever words he could. He ravenously devoured the food shoved into his mouth, while his rear was ravaged even more deliciously. The time to conclude this bountiful feast was approaching.

“Ku, huack, huaaaaaaaa!”

His back arched. His legs straightened, his buttocks thrusting upwards. Sian moved his hand rapidly, as if shaking something off. Like he was fingering him, he prodded Yeonwoo’s urethra with a chopstick—click, click, click—then, just as Yeonwoo climaxed, tsoook, he pulled it out.

“Ku, hiya, ack, kuack….”

A transparent stream of fluid spurted out with a splash. He climaxed in a filthy, obscene display, writhing on the luxurious tabletop. He folded and unfolded his legs like a frog, thrashing uncontrollably like a freshly caught fish. It was quite a sight.

“Pretty heated for the middle of the day.”

“Yeah, ha, I miss our darling too….”

Other alphas, who had been watching Yeonwoo from across the table the entire time, chatted while elegantly eating their food. Whenever they felt a stirring, they would grab the face or buttocks of an omega beneath the table and roughly shake them, using them as masturbatory aids.

Sian, meeting their eyes, smirked. He watched Yeonwoo, now flipped over with his stomach facing the ceiling, bouncing and trembling uncontrollably. He tapped Yeonwoo’s dick with a spoon.

“Ah, huh, hick…!”

Pssht! Fluid shot up like a fountain. Yeonwoo’s stomach convulsed painfully, as if he wasn’t cumming out of desire but being forced to.

“It’s the honeymoon phase, you know.”

Sian wiped Yeonwoo’s cum that had splattered on his face with a finger, then licked and sucked it. Ah, sweet. He said with a bright smile. Not stopping at words, Sian beckoned a staff member standing behind him.

“Do you need anything?”

“Ah…. My darling’s cum is so delicious. From now on, please extract some every morning and bring it to me.”

“Yes, you mean Yeonwoo’s dick cum? I’ll extract a glassful and send it to you before 10 a.m.”

It was a ludicrously calm tone, as if ordering an expensive but not particularly demanding ingredient. While unconscious, Yeonwoo had been sentenced to a new fate: every morning, his dick would be sucked and rubbed until he vomited a copious amount of cum.

“Also, I’d like to keep my darling with me until tomorrow…. Would that be alright?”

“Hmm…. Today is a training day. He should be able to leave after finishing one meal service.”

The staff member, after a moment of contemplation, responded while fiddling with a tablet. Sian chuckled.

“Ah, I did cum inside my darling just now. So I can just drain it out there, right?”

Sian pointed to the omegas lying face down on the floor, eating. The staff member nodded.

“Yes. You can drain his cum there before you leave.”

“Okay, thanks.”

As Sian waved his hand dismissively with a smile, the staff member retreated. Sian checked his watch.

“It’s later than I thought…. Darling, are you alright?”

He looked at Yeonwoo sprawled on the table. His convulsions had stopped, and he lay unconscious with his mouth wide open, his unfocused eyes showing only white. His body was covered in food and various fluids. He couldn’t take him to work like this.

“I need to clean him too. I don’t have time.”

Sian pondered for a moment, then, seemingly having made up his mind, nodded firmly and flipped Yeonwoo over.

“Hu, uh, uh….”

A faint, groaning voice escaped Yeonwoo’s lips. With a splash, Sian easily maneuvered Yeonwoo, now lying on his back again, into a new position. Yeonwoo was now on his knees, face down.

“You have to drain your cum before we can go, darling.”

It was a cruel warning, one that Yeonwoo couldn’t even hear. Sian tossed the cucumber, now sticky with his own cum from having been inside Yeonwoo, onto the floor. The omegas, having caught the scent of an alpha, crawled over eagerly and began devouring the cucumber.

“I should share with your friends, darling. It’s no fun eating alone.”

Sian chuckled, looking down at them. He traced Yeonwoo’s hole with his finger.

“Uh, hu, hu….”

Yeonwoo twitched slightly, but the abused and stretched opening couldn’t close completely. It just twitched and quivered.

“You need to push, darling. Did I go too deep?”

“Ah, kuuu, uck! Ung….”

He pressed on Yeonwoo’s stomach, trying to force out the cum inside, but Yeonwoo didn’t have the strength to even twitch a finger. His stomach just hurt from the pressure, but his rear couldn’t muster any force.

“Then I’ll help you, darling. You just rest.”

If Yeonwoo had known the nature of Master’s forthcoming “kind assistance,” he surely would have mustered his last ounce of strength to cough up his cum himself.

“Hu, eut! Ah… ah….”

Yeonwoo’s husband, Sian, smoothly inserted three fingers into the gaping hole. He swirled his fingers, coating them with the slickness inside, then spread them wide, stretching the opening.

“Ahhhhuuuu….”

“This won’t be enough. Let’s see how deep you swallowed all that cum….”

His remaining fingers crept in, exploring. Thumb and pinky joined the others, all five fingers now inside Yeonwoo’s hole. They wriggled, probing the wet depths, pushing further in.

“Uh, hauck, ah! Ahhhhuuu!”

Tsoooouk, tsoock, tsack…. He moved his hand, deliberately making loud noises. Master’s hand pushed deeper and deeper into Yeonwoo.

“Relax, darling. This part will hurt the most.”

The slowly advancing hand finally passed the tightest point. The hole, stretched to its limit, clung stickily to Master’s hand.

“Uck, uh, hu, mu, ah… ack……”

And then, as Sian’s hand thrust deeply inside, Yeonwoo seemed to regain consciousness, his eyes widening and his neck flinching.

“I’m going to fist you to get the cum out. It’s all the way in, so just bear with it.”

He pushed his hand further in, twisting and thrusting. Yeonwoo could only manage shallow breaths, “Ku, huh, ack….” He didn’t dare move. He clenched his fists, squeezed his eyes shut, and gasped.

And finally, the agonizingly long fisting seemed to end. A large, adult male fist was now lodged inside Yeonwoo. He whimpered, his throat trembling, “Huh, huh, huh….” He seemed to be slowly realizing what had happened.

“Pull, ahuck, pull it out, huuck, uhhuuu….”

His voice was so shaky it was barely audible. Sian made no effort to listen. He stared at Yeonwoo’s rear, feeling the warm walls clenching around his hand, and sighed languidly.

“Still tight enough to be usable. Darling, your ass is so warm.”

He slowly unfurled his fingers inside, as if savoring the sensation. He scraped his fingernails against the folds, and pressed his extended fingers in and out, exploring.

“Uh, huung, ack, ah, ah, ah… huaaaang…!”

And then, his wrist began to slide in deeper. Slowly, imperceptibly to Yeonwoo, it was swallowed by the tight opening. The deep walls consumed his wrist, then his forearm.

“Huack, ang! No, no, nooo, uaaaack…!”

Finally, when his fingers brushed against that forbidden spot, the lewd place hidden deep within Yeonwoo, Yeonwoo gasped, his neck snapping back, “Ku, huh!”

“Do you like it here?”

His husband stopped exploring and made a fist, aiming for the spot Yeonwoo had reacted to. Sian smirked and began pounding Yeonwoo’s sweet spot with his fist.

“Hu, ack, aaaang! Ah, huaaaa!”

Screams erupted. No, nooo! Uack, hang! His head pounded, his vision swam, as if he were going insane. What is this, no, I, huack, ack….

He writhed in ecstatic agony, his prostate being pummeled by a man’s fist. Yeonwoo crumbled, whimpering like a dog, his mind shattered.

“Hu, hick, huh, hue, hui, ick! Hick!”

His whole body tingled as if malfunctioning. Pain and pleasure mingled, then a strange lightness washed over him. The screaming Yeonwoo, filled with agony, was gone. Only a true cum slut remained, one who could fully appreciate even a fisting. Huiing! Ah! The, theree! Huiick…!

“Ku, hick, ack, I, haaaa! Die, die, dieee! Aaaang!”

Clear urine squirted out, splattering Master’s table. What a naughty slut you are, darling. Whack! His buttocks were slapped. Yet, seemingly enjoying it, Yeonwoo continued to convulse around the fist.

“Now, nowww! Huaaaang! Ah! Aaang…!”

Even the seemingly eternal climax had to end. Torn, shattered, melted down, Yeonwoo finally screamed, his eyes rolling back as he surrendered to the peak, “Uhaack! Aaaang! Ang!”

Thump, thump, thump! He came on the table, his mouth latched onto the fist. Saliva drooled from his open mouth, and his bladder, having given up all control, emptied weakly. Then, with a splash, Yeonwoo collapsed face-first onto the table.

“Hick, kki, hick, ick….”

“Ooh, darling. What indecent behavior.”

Having driven Yeonwoo to a state worse than an animal, his husband chuckled nonchalantly. He stopped thrusting and gently caressed the ravaged hole with his fingertips. Huack, ack…. Yeonwoo’s unconscious body trembled as if stabbed.

“Mmm…. It should be around here.”

Sian, eyes closed, savored the feeling of Yeonwoo’s ruined rear, finally reaching the warm, squishy pool of fluid inside.

“You swallowed a lot. Even after spilling so much earlier.”

“Uh… hung…. Huuuh….”

Sian scraped the inside with his fingertips, collecting the fluid. Tsguck, tsap, having gathered enough of his own semen from earlier, he began to withdraw his hand.

“Huck, kuuck, keuk! Huck…!”

The tender flesh clung to his hand, reluctant to let go. Sian tightened his grip until his veins bulged, then, careful not to injure Yeonwoo, he slowly pulled his hand out.

“It’s… all out…. Hu, good work.”

Ppuuck, tsack! The thick fist finally emerged. His forearm, slick with whitish fluid, glistened in the light. As Sian slightly unclenched his fist, the extracted cum dripped through the cracks.

“Now, we can go, right?”