Come Looking for Flowers Chapter 5.2 - Pneumothorax

He rubbed his face back and forth on the floor. It was an attempt to remove the blindfold.

His movements, still not free from the effects of the drug, were sluggish. As he grunted and struggled, the moment one eye was finally revealed, a creak sound was heard and a faint sliver of light stabbed at his eye.

His eye squeezed shut at the sudden light. A dull noise followed. It was the sound of a door closing.

Thud, thud. The footsteps gradually grew closer. Yoonjo tried to see who was approaching him from under the slightly raised blindfold. However, the interior was so dark, and because his eyes had been covered the whole time, his vision was blurry.

“Ah……!”

The stranger who had approached swiftly pulled the blindfold back down. Once again, his vision was submerged in darkness. Instinctual fear crept over his pale face.

“Hk, who, who are you, mph……!”

The stranger covered Yoonjo’s lips as they trembled with fear. It was a rough kiss, devoid of any consideration.

Sharp teeth bit down on his lip. Pushing through the parting lips, the stranger recklessly stirred and rummaged everywhere without discrimination, from his throat and the roof of his mouth to the inside of his cheeks.

He did not leave any room to breathe, so he was suffocating. Even when he tried to twist his head away, he could not budge due to the difference in strength.

His mind grew hazy, loosened by the effect of the drug and the lack of oxygen. His struggling movements slowed noticeably and went limp. His consciousness grew distant.

“Haa, heu, hh…….”

Just before his eyes rolled back, the stranger’s touch left him. The cheeks of the one who was desperately gasping for air were red. He filled his shrunken lungs with air.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, his hair was grabbed and his head was yanked back. The stranger, who had shoved something between his lips that had parted in pain, poured water into Yoonjo’s mouth.

Something of unknown identity went down his throat with the water and landed in his stomach. What he failed to swallow soaked his body.

The water was so cold it felt like it could freeze his bones. A mixture of the chill and fear made his body tremble as if in a seizure. All that came out of Yoonjo’s mouth were harsh coughs.

“Plea, kehk……. Plea, please stop……!”

A sound of cheap leather rubbing against something came from what was spread on the floor. The fear that came from ignorance rapidly grew in size.

Where on earth was this place, and who exactly was the person standing before him; Yoonjo did not know any of it. That made him even more afraid.

The stranger standing beside the sobbing Yoonjo said nothing and did nothing. He just stood still, as if the person who had tormented him so much just a moment ago was someone else entirely.

The crying gradually subsided. As if it had been waiting, a scorching heat began to rise from his lower abdomen. The flustered Yoonjo sucked in a sharp breath.

The heat spread quickly through his blood vessels. His body felt like it was burning up as if he had fallen into a fiery pit.

“Heuu…….”

He rubbed his cheek against the floor. The smell of cheap leather stung his nose. His panting breaths were hot. His pheromones ran wild, out of control, filling the surroundings with his scent. He could feel his rear getting wet with something other than water.

The aroused omega instinctively moved his body toward where he could sense a presence. Even though his hands and feet were bound, making it difficult to control his body, he persistently crawled in that direction.

“He, heut……. Help, me…….”

His pleading voice was pitiful. The eyes beneath the blindfold, soaked with what could have been tears or water, went slack.

The stranger, who had shown no reaction, lowered his body and cupped the wet face. Even with that small contact, the body reacted strongly.

“Who do you think I am, asking for help.”

A low voice burrowed into his ear. Yoonjo’s mind, recalling the owner of the voice, found its place for a fleeting moment.

“You should see who you’re asking for help from.”

“Eut…….”

“I guess your head doesn’t work that way.”

Yoonjo’s face, sensing that something was going wrong, turned white. For an instant, the blood in his body ran cold before heating up again rapidly.

“Baby, my Yoonjo.”

The man chuckled and slowly licked the hot cheek.

“Don’t regret it. You brought all of this on yourself.”

The sharp pheromones painfully stabbed his lungs and skin.

A large hand firmly gripped Yoonjo’s face. The clink of metal hitting metal pierced his ears. A strong force pressed hard on both sides of his jaw, forcing his mouth open.

“Ah, oop……!”

Into that gap, the man shoved his cock. The man’s brow furrowed as he pushed the thing that was like a pillar of fire into the moist mouth.

The man very naturally sat on Yoonjo’s chest. He seemed to gently stroke the back of his neck, only to force his head back. He pinned down the struggling body with his thighs and applied more force to the hand gripping the jaw. The more his mouth opened from the pain, the deeper the penis dug inside.

“Try to suck it well.”

“Oop, keok…….”

“Who knows? If you suck it well, maybe I’ll treat you nicely.”

The man let out a chuckle as if he were enjoying himself and shoved the head of his cock into the throat. Pained, choking breaths flowed out intermittently. His hands, tied behind his back, gripped his own clothes tightly. His forcibly opened jaw ached as if it would dislocate.

The movements were merciless. As if exploding with all the anger he had suppressed until now, the man ravaged Yoonjo’s inside indiscriminately. Truly, as if handling a plaything.

The penis moving in and out of the small, narrow mouth grew more forceful with each movement. Even though his jaw was stretched to its limit, it was so close that his teeth seemed to graze the hot penis.

He was suffocating. As his mind grew progressively hazy, his struggling movements slowed. The man, who keenly noticed this, abruptly pulled out his penis.

“Aack……!”

“I told you to suck my cock, not lose your mind.”

The sound of his wet cheek being struck was sharp. His head, turned to the opposite side, could not return to its original position. Tinnitus rang painfully in his ears.

Unable to even cup his cheek with his hand, Yoonjo could only tremble. The man turned him over as if handling a doll and stripped off his pants and underwear in one go.

Won Kangho grabbed and spread the buttocks, the only fleshy part of him. The hole situated within was already wet and twitching. Whether it was because of the drug he had taken a while ago, or because of the pheromones the man was blatantly emitting, not only his rear but also his front was standing stiffly at attention. Seeing this, the man let out a sneer.

“Our Yoonjo doesn’t know any shame.”

“Aeuuk!”

The saliva-covered penis pierced the twitching hole in one go. The inner walls stretched to their limit in an instant, and an immense pain poured out.

His head thrown back and mouth agape, he seemed unable to return them to their proper place. No matter how intoxicated by the drug, taking the man’s member without any foreplay was impossible.

It felt as if his body would be split in two. His flailing hands lost their way, floundering in the air.

His body, stiff with tension, tightened firmly around the man’s penis. The man’s face contorted, and he struck the buttocks hard. A sharp sound and a fiery hot pain landed on the skin.

“Relax.”

“Please, please……. Ah, heu-eut…….”

“Can’t you hear me telling you to relax?”

A large hand forcibly grabbed and spread his buttocks. The reddened hole finally spat out blood. Ha, the man let out a ragged breath and growled.

“Did you tighten this much for that cop bastard’s cock too?”

“No, aeuu……, no, it’s no……, ah!”

“No my ass, you expect me to believe that right now?”

The dense alpha pheromones surrounded the weeping, tormented omega. The hand gripping the slender neck tightened.

With all kinds of stimuli pouring in, he could not possibly keep his wits about him. The man’s voice buzzed, and his bottom felt so hot and painful, as if burned, that he was in a daze.

“Fine, if you don’t want to talk, then don’t.”

Won Kangho muttered in a chillingly low voice.

“Just keep your mouth shut.”

“Euu, oop, oo-oop!”

“If you open your mouth, I’ll kill you.”

A large hand covered his open mouth, sealing it shut. Geudeuk, gritting his teeth hard, the man thrust his hips up forcefully. The head of his cock stabbed deep into a place it had never reached before. With that rough movement, Yoonjo felt a pressure like his stomach would burst. Every time the penis moved in and out, the stretched opening tingled as if electrocuted.

Even in this situation, his front stood erect, dripping a clear fluid. He cursed his body that would not move as he willed.

When the savage thing filled his insides, his flat stomach would swell, and when it pulled out, it would sink back down. Won Kangho ravaged his insides while holding Yoonjo’s mouth with one hand and his lean stomach firmly with the other.

“Heup, eu, oo-eup…….”

His bound body could not even escape and just swayed as the man moved. Amidst the clear liquid the omega shed, red mixed in, creating a pinkish hue.

A growl rumbled from the throat of the beast that had tasted blood. The blindfold covering the eyes of the helplessly shaking Yoonjo grew damp.

The cheap leather mattress absorbed Yoonjo’s body heat and became scorching hot. With no way for the heat to cool, his whole body felt like it was burning up in agony. Saliva he could not swallow dripped from the man’s hand and fell below, drip, drip.

“Eu, oop……!”

“Ha, fuck.”

The body, having surrendered to pleasure, produced the miserable result of ejaculation. White fluid spurted out, and Yoonjo’s body went limp.

The man thrusted his hips a few more times and then pulled out his penis. He splattered his semen on the flushed body. After letting out a long breath, the man bit off the black leather gloves he was wearing.

Won Kangho roughly crumpled the gloves and stuffed them into Yoonjo’s mouth. He untied his necktie while watching Yoonjo, who was busy catching his insufficient breath.

“It would be a problem if you bit your tongue and died.”

The navy blue necktie bound Yoonjo’s mouth. The man gathered the two ends of the tie, tied a firm knot, and took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

“Yoonjo, Yoonjo.”

The lid of a Zippo lighter flipped back with a flick, revealing the hidden flame. A bright red ember lit at the tip of the cigarette as the man took a long drag.

“Lee Yoonjo.”

Won Kangho’s cheeks hollowed. Hoo, the exhaled smoke poured over Yoonjo’s face. Yoonjo, who swallowed the acrid smoke, erupted in a fit of harsh coughs.

“So why did you do such a stupid thing. If you had just stayed put, I would have taken good care of you on my own.”

The struggling movements froze. Yoonjo’s head turned toward where the sound came from. He still could not see, but his eyes were filled with shock.

A stupid thing. The man called his escape ‘a stupid thing’.

For Yoonjo, escaping was a means to live. It felt as if he would be choked to death in the man’s grasp if he stayed, so, to borrow the man’s words, he ‘dared’ to escape.

He did not want to die at the man’s hands. Even if it meant meeting death by his own hand, he did not wish for his life to be cut short under his hand.

Take good care of you. Was the man ‘taking good care of him’ right now? For the man, did being cared for mean this?

Suddenly, a laugh escaped him. Because his mouth was gagged, it just looked like he was exhaling. However, his opponent was Won Kangho.

“Look at this, laughing.”

The man’s eyes took on a color so black it could not get any darker. Won Kangho, who had flicked off his cigarette ash, slowly swept the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

“You still haven’t come to your senses, have you?”

Yoonjo stared straight at the man who must be looking at him from beyond the blindfold.

It was the first time. The first time he faced the man without avoiding him. Yoonjo had always shown a somewhat unstable side whenever he stood before Won Kangho.

“Do you think this is a joke right now?”

I’m already your toy, so what’s the use of all that.

Yoonjo could not spit out the words that rose to his throat. Instead, he sneered. He sharpened a blade in the eyes the man could not see. That, at least, he could do of his own will.

At Yoonjo’s appearance, which seemed to be staring right at him, the man let out a dry laugh. He took one long drag from the filter and then exhaled the smoke. The corners of his lips, raised in a smirk, were sharp.

“A kid is a kid. Can’t even grasp the situation.”

The man’s presence drew closer. Yoonjo did not avoid it and faced the approaching beast in the darkness head on.

“Yeah, I suppose so.”

The muttered words to himself pooled in Yoonjo’s ear. The more the man’s pheromones thickened, the more he suffocated, but it was no longer as agonizing as before.

He stayed still, whatever the man did. Resistance was meaningless. Now, and in the future, forever, as long as he was in the man’s grasp.

The man untied Yoonjo’s hands and then forcibly pulled his limp body to its feet. As if mocking the fact that he had freed them, he brought the hands upward and bound them to something hanging from the ceiling.

“I told you before. Don’t expect mercy from a client.”

Did he? Now, he could not think of anything at all.

Every time his drained body staggered, the metal chains connected to his wrists clashed against each other, making an unpleasant sound. Their length was awkward, so Yoonjo could neither sit nor stand.

Is he going to beat me to the brink of death while I’m tied up like this?

No, at the very least, this man would not kill him. He was, after all, the person who had managed to save a body that was on the verge of death after being hit by a car.

Instead, he would give him enough pain to make him wish for death. It was a repertoire repeated to the point of exhaustion. And as if to prove that his prediction was correct, something hard and cold filled his rear.

“Begging won’t do you any good today.”

His head was yanked back. The man grabbed the erect, pinkish penis and brought a thin, sharp object he held in his hand to its tip.

“Coming all over the place without even knowing you’re being punished.”

“Heuu, hoo-eup…….”

The urethral plug slowly disappeared into the small hole at the tip of the penis. All that came from his open mouth was a choked-off moan.

It was a pain he had never felt before in his life. He had never even imagined that something could enter his front, so the shock was also immense.

The urethral plug pushed its way through the small opening, filling it. Only a round ring, about the size that a single finger could barely fit through, announced the plug’s existence.

He felt no pleasure at all. It just hurt. The thing that had entered his front was more painful than the nameless object filling his rear.

Seeing Yoonjo trembling, unable to do anything, the man put a satisfied smile on his face. The man, who had lightly tapped his cheek, pressed a button on the remote control connected to the dildo.

“Don’t enjoy it too much.”

The massive dildo, the size of a child’s forearm, vibrated rapidly, stimulating his insides. An immense pleasure, enough to make him lose his mind at any moment, rushed over him. His bound body twisted here and there.

“Let’s see how well you can endure it.”

“Ooop, oop, oo-oo-oop……!”

“See you later, baby.”

The man’s presence gradually grew distant. He desperately called out to the man, but it was a futile act. Soon, with a thud, the door closed.

Left alone, Yoonjo gasped under the assault of sensations from his front and back and the pheromones the man had deliberately left behind. Only the sound of the machine and moans that were like sobs filled the space.

“Euk, kollook……. Kehk……!”

Suddenly, cold water was poured over his face. It felt as if his formless consciousness had been grabbed by the scruff of the neck and dragged back.

His startled heart pounded. His eyes darted frantically through the air as if to assess the situation. At some point, the blindfold had disappeared.

“Who the hell sleeps while being punished, Yoonjo.”

Won Kangho described him fainting, unable to endure gasping under the sensations, as ‘sleeping’. As if he had comfortably drifted off to sleep.

As he barely held onto his hazy consciousness, stars suddenly exploded before his eyes. The cheek that the man’s hand had struck stung as if it had been burned.

For a moment, his vision went white. Yoonjo, with his bound hands brought to his cheek, trembled. He could not tell if he was shivering from the cold after being doused with cold water, or because of the pain the man had given him just moments ago.

“Do I have to break something for you to get a grip?”

“…….”

“I can’t just go and snap your ankle.”

The man spat out the brutal words as if they were nothing. Blood flowed from his burst lip and mixed with the water. The crimson liquid crawled over his flushed body.

“Aak……!”

The man treated Yoonjo like a doll. His body was flipped over in an instant, and a cock was shoved into his loosened hole. With a cigarette in his mouth, the man grabbed the thin waist and ravaged the inside.

The penis lodged inside was hot. It was a completely different temperature from the dildo that had been buried in Yoonjo’s body until just a moment ago, tormenting him.

As if grinding the inner walls, the man thrust up from below without mercy. The loosened insides clung stickily to the man’s penis. Pfft, the man let out a sneer and struck the round buttocks hard.

“It’s loose. Aren’t you going to tighten your hole?”

His cheeks, buttocks, inner thighs. Every time his hand landed, that part stung as if burned. When his body collapsed from the pain, the man would forcibly pull him up.

The position, mating like a dog with only his buttocks raised, was horrendous. It truly felt like he had become an animal. Human dignity and the like had vanished.

Even though the blindfold had long been removed, his vision was still dark. Only the incandescent light revealed who was harming him.

“Eu, heut, ah, a-euuk…….”

The heat in his body showed no signs of cooling. On the day he had his first sexual encounter with the man, he had drunk tea and shown similar symptoms, but the drug’s effects had not lasted this long back then.

Every time his wet hair swayed, water droplets fell. Yoonjo tried to endure the sensations by rubbing his feverish forehead against the cheap mattress.

“Aack!”

“You need to keep a firm grip on your senses.”

His hair was grabbed and he was yanked back sharply. Yoonjo barely supported himself on the floor with his arms tied in front of him and endured the man’s member moving in and out of him.

He could vividly feel the bulging veins on the hideous penis. The movement of pulling out just enough for the head to catch and then shoving it in deep to the root was repeated several times.

His head throbbed. Every time the man’s member pounded the area of his prostate deep inside, his pinkish penis would stand up straight.

The feeling of wanting to ejaculate welled up, but he could not. The urethral plug was still inserted in his front. The pinkish penis gradually took on a red color.

“Ueuk, keok……!”

“Don’t use your teeth. Suck it properly.”

The man, who had pulled out his penis in one go, turned Yoonjo to face him and shoved his member into the slightly parted lips. The hot pillar of fire, sullied with all kinds of bodily fluids, invaded the inside of his mouth.

The movements were no different from when he was ravaging his rear. The man thrust violently as if to crush Yoonjo’s throat.

Yoonjo, with no strength left to resist, quietly offered his mouth while his hair was being held. It was natural for the strength to leave his jaw, and because of that, his teeth grazed the man’s penis.

“I told you not to use your teeth.”

He was slapped on the cheek again. All sorts of tastes filled his mouth. Semen and blood, and something of unknown identity. His head rang so much he wondered if something was wrong with his brain.

Grabbing the hair of the collapsed Yoonjo, the man pushed his cock back into his mouth. Every time he pressed the deep insides, a gag reflex would rise up, and he would involuntarily tighten his throat.

As if satisfied, the man’s head tilted upwards. Haa, letting out a long breath, the man, who had been ravaging the inside with such force that it made slapping sounds, pulled out his penis in one go.

Semen poured over his slack face. The man who had ejaculated rubbed his penis over it, spreading the pure white liquid.

“Heuu, huaa…….”

What was more painful than his jaw that was stretched to its limit, his throat that was crushed and sore, and his rear that had been thoroughly abused, was his front that was tightly blocked.

He could not think of anything. The desire to just cum quickly dominated his entire body.

His hands kept moving downward. It was instinct. Just as he was about to grab his own penis, the man snatched his wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

“Ah!”

His body was thrown back sharply. The cheap mattress let out a scream.

The man folded Yoonjo’s body in half and looked down at the twitching hole. A slick, transparent liquid flowed out, soaking him down to the small of his back.

“Ah, eut……!”

A thumb covering the hole dug deep inside. The hot inner walls clung to the thick finger, and the hole nibbled and chewed on it.

Compared to the man’s cock, which was the size of a child’s forearm, a finger was a ridiculously small size. However, now that his body was as heated as it could be, that small stimulation instead aroused him.

“It’s a fucking flood.”

“Ah, no, don’t, a-euuk……!”

The man, smiling wryly, stuck out his tongue as if to show off and licked the wetly soaked hole. At the broad, hot tongue passing over, Yoonjo’s head was thrown back sharply.

It was a sensation he had never felt before in his life. He had never dared to think that the man would do something like this. His rigidly erect penis trembled violently.

The heat pooled in his lower abdomen spread throughout his body. With a squelching sound, the finger went in and out of the hole, and sometimes when the tongue pushed its way into the gap, Yoonjo could not even make a sound and only trembled.

His front swelled as if it would burst. The man, as if on purpose, teased him by lightly tapping Yoonjo’s penis with his fingertip. He could not even speak properly. The words telling him not to, that he did not want it, leaked out as moans. The man took in all of Yoonjo’s reactions with his eyes and then lifted his mouth from the hole.

“Dripping all over the place.”

Sneering, the man once again shoved his member in. It was an insertion so deep that the coarse hair touched his buttocks.

His head, thrown back, showed no sign of returning to its place. Gasping under the overwhelming sensation, he swayed as the man moved. Saliva he could not swallow flowed down the corner of his mouth.

It was agonizing. The pleasure piled up and up, unable to escape, and kept pooling in his penis. He gasped under the horrific pleasure that felt like he would lose his mind.

The urge to ejaculate filled him to the point where he could no longer bear it. His flailing hands pushed frantically at the man. It was a struggle for survival.

“Ah, aah!”

The man, who had hit a deep spot inside hard, pulled out the urethral plug in one go.

A gush of transparent liquid poured out, soaking his mottled body. The colorless, odorless fluid ran down Yoonjo’s body and rolled onto the mattress.

The man pressed down on his trembling stomach with his hand. The penis, having ejaculated even the last remaining bit, went limp.

“Look at this…….”

Water dripped from the man’s hand. The man, who slowly licked his wet hand, bared his teeth and smiled.

Yoonjo could not even open his eyes. His body, which had vomited out everything from the afterglow of ejaculation and all that he had held back, was limp, only managing to take wheezing breaths.

The man grabbed and pulled the limp body. He readjusted his grip on the hot body with his wet hands and aligned the tip with the twitching hole.

The softly relaxed inner walls clung to the penis, bestowing a state of ecstasy. Haa, letting out a long breath, the man grabbed Yoonjo’s jaw and made him look at him.

“Spurting water all over the place.”

“Eu-heut……. Kkeuk!”

“Is this the attitude of someone being punished?”

The man’s face, who was slowly ravaging the inside without pushing as forcefully as before, was full of satisfaction.

His vision was dizzying. The smell of semen was all over his body. The terribly fishy and disgusting smell finally consumed Yoonjo.

It felt as if his brain had melted. His body no longer felt pain and perceived everything only as a strange pleasure.

How much time had passed, how many times the man had slapped him, and how many times he had ejaculated. None of it registered in his head.

The man, who had thrusted his hips a few times, pulled out his penis and spewed semen onto the stained body. The body, covered in pure white liquid, only trembled intermittently and could show no other reaction.

He had not passed out. The man, who had straightened his clothes, took a cigarette from his pocket, stuck it in his mouth, and then casually kicked the limp body with his shoe.

“Not getting a grip, are you, Lee Yoonjo.”

His eyes, raw from so much crying, were red. His cheeks and lips were just as red, creating a pitiful appearance.

“The kid has become a complete wreck.”

The man squatted down by the head of the one who was just barely catching his breath and lightly tapped his wet cheek. The body, which swayed with every tap, had no strength in it.

“Baby.”

The man called Yoonjo once again. Hoo, the cigarette smoke exhaled onto his face was acrid. The cloudy amber eyes of the one who barely opened his eyes turned toward the man.

There was no sign of life. The Yoonjo of now was a mere shell, like a doll that was only breathing. Sucking on his cigarette, the man raised an eyebrow askew.

A beast-like glint filled his eyes. Yoonjo’s gaze was caught on the sharp corners of his lips that stretched into a long smile. Even in this situation, the man was smiling.

“Don’t you have anything to say to the CEO?”

“…….”

“Think carefully.”

A large hand kneaded the limp, soft penis. The penis, which had spewed out everything including semen and water, was limp and could not even stand properly.

As if playing with an amusing toy, the man toyed with the wet penis like kneading dough. The body, covered in all sorts of bodily fluids from top to bottom, was filthy.

If he did not even have the strength to open his eyes, how could he have the strength to speak. Yoonjo, who was looking at the man with his eyes barely half open, relaxed his eyelids. However, he held on tightly to his consciousness.

“Nothing?”

“…….”

“There should be.”

The inside of his left wrist, covered with scars. The man ground out his cigarette on it. A faint moan rolled on the floor.

The man, who had tossed the cigarette butt aside, blew out the remaining smoke from his mouth. He pushed his thumb between the slightly parted lips and pressed down on the hot tongue.

“Open your mouth.”

The man very naturally devoured the lips that parted helplessly. Yoonjo humbly accepted the tongue that dug into his mouth.

As if all the relations he had with the man until now were child’s play, Won Kangho pushed Yoonjo truly to the brink of death. It felt like he had literally become a plaything. The drug’s effect still remained in his body, making him perceive the man’s breath as stimulation.

“You have to put strength in your arms.”

Wrapping Yoonjo’s arms around his neck, the man muttered softly. His voice was so gentle that he almost mistook it for an affectionate word.

His empty pupils held the man. He put strength into his arms that were about to go limp and hugged the man tightly. Gathering every last bit of his remaining strength.

“That’s right, you’re doing well.”

A tone as if training a dog. Yoonjo once again opened his mouth and swallowed the man’s breath. A tear trickled down from between his closed eyelids.

Blink. He closed and opened his eyes. It was dark. He could not see anything.

His eyelashes brushed against the cloth covering his eyes, making a rustling sound. No matter how many times he closed and opened his eyes, he still could not see anything.

“Eu-eup…….”

He thrashed his body. He could not move his hands or feet as he pleased. He could not see, and even his mouth was blocked by something.

Why am I tied up? His heart pounded anxiously. His eyes, hidden beneath the cloth, rolled around in confusion.

Gradually, his breathing became rough. The fact that he was left neglected without knowing where he was or what he looked like brought about a terribly great fear.

“Heu-euu…….”

There was no place that did not hurt. His abused rear not only throbbed but also stung, and the joints of his body, which had been bent and twisted every which way, screamed. The more he struggled with his bound hands, the more whatever was tying his wrists dug into his flesh. A moan mixed with a cry from the terrible pain flowed through the gag.

Creeak— The sound of a door opening broke the chilling silence. Yoonjo’s head, which had been crying and groaning, whipped toward the sound.

Thud, the door closed. The silence that returned to its place squeezed and then stretched his lungs repeatedly.

Did someone come in? All his senses were focused on his ears. There was a sound of something stepping on the floor. Someone other than himself had set foot in this space.

“Eu-eup, eup……!”

He twisted his bound body back and forth as if asking for help. The muffled sounds could not become words and barely escaped through the gap.

The footsteps gradually grew closer. His heart pounded in his ears with the expectation that he might be able to escape this fear and the dread of an unknown person.

Thump. Thump. A sound that could have been footsteps or his own heartbeat rang out loudly. He wanted to rip off this suffocating blindfold right now.

“Heu-eu!”

Something fell onto his body with a tududuk sound. Hot, no, cold? The unknown thing rolled down his mottled thigh and fell to the floor.

With his sight blocked, his other senses became overly sensitive. He startled and trembled even at the wind brushing past his skin. His body, letting out ragged breaths, thrashed about like mad. Not knowing what had fallen on his thigh, the fear was doubled.

Another sound of a door opening pierced Yoonjo’s ears as he cowered and trembled. His startled head shot up. Ragged breaths flowed through the gag.

“…….”

Did I hear wrong? If the door opened, there should have been a sound of it closing, but only a suffocating silence painfully stabbed at his naked body.

Is the door open? Is that why it’s so cold? A sudden rush of cold and the chill rising from the floor engulfed Yoonjo.

It was cold. A chill cold enough to make his jaw chatter filled the surroundings. His body, not wearing a single thread, trembled as if in a seizure. There was nothing he could do but curl up. Letting out a moan full of fear and terror, he crumpled his body as small as possible.

For the first time, he thought of the man. It was surely the man who had done this to him. The sorrow turned into resentment and brought about a great anger.

There was no one else who would do such a thing but the man. He had been dragged to the basement of Hwayudam, and the owner of that place was Won Kangho, that person.

Why is he doing this? Why not just kill me? Why keep me alive to make me go through such an absurd thing?

A rage-filled moan echoed in the space. He screamed and screamed again until it felt like his throat would bleed, but no reaction or reply came back.

He was suffocating. It felt as if an invisible hand crawling up from the ground was wringing his neck. His choking breaths caught.

His memories were jumbled as to whether he had fallen asleep or fainted. He could not remember what he had been doing just a moment ago.

Was I held by the man? Did I beg for forgiveness?

No. It was neither of those. What was I doing?

Ah, he remembered. He had done nothing. He could not do anything. He just resented the man who had pushed him into this place.

It seemed he had screamed for a long time and then lost consciousness. His vision was still pitch black, and the floor touching his cheek was cold. Nothing had changed.

Was it because he had woken up from sleep? His head felt calm. He slowly, as calmly as possible, organized his rising thoughts.

Ah, I see. The man is angry. Because he, who still had a debt to repay to the man, had run away. He saved him because there would be no way to get that money back if he died.

He was angry, he saved me to get his money, and now he was punishing me.

Yes, that’s right. He remembered what the man had said to him. The man had definitely called him a ‘person being punished’.

Then how much longer do I have to be like this? Will he forgive me if I beg for forgiveness? Did the man have that much generosity?

Yoonjo’s mind was completely filled with Won Kangho. It was so cold that the chill felt like it would freeze his brain, but his thoughts did not stop.

His stiff tongue tentatively touched the ball-like object in his mouth. When he pushed it with all his remaining strength, it moved more easily than he thought.

“Haa…….”

The breath that escaped all at once was heavy. His exhausted body seemed to have no more strength to thrash about and just lay limp and still.

“……It’s cold.”

The first words that came from his mouth, which had been blocked the whole time, was a murmur that it was cold.

He was just lying down, but he was out of breath like someone who had run at full speed. He gasped and curled up his body. His head throbbed.

Keolkeong. An unfamiliar sound echoed. Heumchit, he swallowed a sharp breath.

His wary gaze from beyond the blindfold turned toward the sound. He hesitated and moved his body back. An unknown entity was approaching.

Is it the man? Sniff, sniff, he smelled the air. He could not feel the scent of the man’s pheromones. The chilling blue scent was nowhere in this space.

“A-euuk…….”

A sharp tinnitus painfully pierced his ears. With his hands tied, unable to do anything, he rubbed his forehead on the bare floor.

A cold sweat soaked his hair. He could not see if his whole body was wet from the cold sweat or something else, so he could not know.

He feels a gaze. I wish someone, anyone, would help me. The words ‘help me’ rose to the tip of his throat but could not come out of his mouth.

I wish the man would come. For the first time, Yoonjo wished that the man would come to see him. He was the only person he could think of right now.

Will I freeze to death like this? Even as time passed, the cold did not subside. In his memory, winter had not yet arrived. He could not understand why it was so cold.

“Ah, wait, a, moment……. Eut!”

His flickering consciousness flashed on. Before his hazy head could find its form, his head was thrown back, and a moan escaped from his parted lips.

The hands that firmly gripped his thighs, the hot thing that butchered his insides, the wet something that licked his ankle, were all hot.

His body, which had been as cold as ice, gradually took on heat. The body heat of an unknown person dispelled the chill that filled Yoonjo’s body.

The stranger swallowed the breaths bursting from his parted lips. Yoonjo swallowed the incoming saliva with a gulp.

The longer his skin touched that of someone he did not even know, the more his frozen body relaxed softly. A welcome heat spread from his lower abdomen throughout his body.

Just a little, just a little more, and it felt like he could escape this terrible cold. His urgent tongue rubbed his body frantically against the tongue of someone he did not even know.

“In, ah, no……!”

The voice holding onto the stranger was desperate. He was not yet satisfied, but the hot body heat moved away. He shook his head wildly and clung on, but the other person was heartless.

The welcome body heat was gone. A cold like ice stealthily crept onto Yoonjo’s body, now alone again.

The heat that had risen cooled quickly. It became cold again. The wind brushed past his ear. Starting with that, sounds he had never once paid attention to in his life gnawed at Yoonjo’s nerves.

“It’s loud……. Be quiet, please be quiet…….”

It was loud. He wanted to cover his ears. Something held Yoonjo firmly in place as he tried to act on his desire. The more he thrashed his tied hands, the more the unknown thing binding his wrists painfully crushed them.

“Cold, cold, cold…….”

His consciousness began to blur. If only a single point of light would enter my dark vision, no, if someone would bring me a blanket, no, if the man would appear.

He wanted to see Won Kangho. So that he could beg, I was wrong.

Flash. He came to his senses again. Or was it, did I close and open my eyes? His sense of time had disappeared.

He tried to move his hands and feet. They were still bound. He was still trapped in hell.

Where could the man be? It felt like hours, no, days had passed, but the man did not appear. It was simply that no one had ever entered this room.

No. Someone had come in. ……Had someone come in? His memories were tangled up on their own, creating confusion. Tears he did not know the reason for soaked the blindfold.

His lips quivered.

“I was, wrong.”

His words were cut off by sobs.

“I was wrong. I was, wrong. I was wrong…….”

He repeated the words ‘I was wrong’ several times. He confessed his wrongdoing with a completely hoarse voice. Hoping that the one who filled his mind would hear, Yoonjo begged for forgiveness, and begged, and begged again.

He forcefully suppressed and swallowed the choking sobs. Crying was a hindrance to apologizing. Unaware of his own feelings, the tears rose endlessly and ruined everything.

“I, heup……. I was, wro, a-euu…….”

The mouth that had been muttering his wrongdoing for a long time let out a moan.

His stomach hurt. His whole body just hurt.

His lower abdomen twisted uncomfortably, his esophagus and stomach felt like they were burning, his wrists stung as if the skin had been torn, and his joints, which had been bent at strange angles for a long time, were in pain.

“Ah, it hur, heu-euu……. I was, heuk, wro, wrong……. kkeu-eu…….”

There was no end to something he did not even know when it began. He had already been trapped in this place for several days.

The sobbing became wailing. In between the crying sounds, a desperate voice saying he was wrong was mixed in. There was no one who could understand those words. Not even Yoonjo himself.

Keolkeong. The sound of a door opening was heard again. The sound of dress shoes approached. Even hearing that sound, Yoonjo did not move a muscle.

It must be an auditory hallucination. It’s a sound that can’t be heard. He was the only one in this place, and there was no one who would come in.

“Eu, eu-eu……!”

“Shhh—”

Someone who came in suddenly grabbed his ankle. As his startled body struggled, the stranger made a shhh sound as if soothing a small child.

“Heu-eu, euk…….”