By Zephyria 
A stinging sensation bloomed in his foot. It throbbed with a maddening ache, pounding as if a heart had been embedded right there. Looking down, a bright red liquid was spreading around his foot. Blood…. His vision blurred in a daze.
However, something else weighed more heavily on Eun-myeong’s heart.
“I-I’m sorry.”
It was an incredibly expensive hotel. It was rumored to be the most costly in the area, a place someone like him wouldn’t even dare dream of. And yet, he had broken a piece of pottery there.
What, what should he do…. Instead of paying off his debts, he had managed to pile on more. It felt as if the world was turning pitch black before his eyes.
“Customer, this… I’ll definitely pay for it.”
Eun-myeong murmured the words over and over. Unable to stay still from anxiety, his fingers fidgeted wildly.
“No matter what it takes….”
Ah…! Something suddenly occurred to him, and Eun-myeong shoved his hand deep into the pocket of his robe. He grasped some damp banknotes. He gathered them all and held out both palms in front of the man.
“…What?”
“This is all I have right now…, I’ll definitely pay the rest back somehow.”
It was only fifty-eight thousand won at most, but he wanted to show his determination to pay it back.
It was then that the man’s face distorted like a demon. Eyebrows that looked as if they had been roughly drawn with ink shot upward, and his jaw tightened fiercely. He really was a man with a terrible impression. With him intentionally scowling like that, he was unspeakably terrifying.
“You’re telling a thug you’ll pay it back regardless of the means, huh? You’ve got some nerve.”
He strode closer. His intimidating bulk suddenly loomed over him. Startled, Eun-myeong instinctively recoiled. The banknotes slipped from his hands and scattered across the floor. A large hand was raised above his head. This time, he was definitely going to get hit…! Eun-myeong squeezed his eyes shut.
“……!”
But something unexpected happened. Instead, the man scooped Eun-myeong up in his arms. Soon, a plush mattress touched Eun-myeong’s buttocks.
“Uh….”
While he was stammering with his mouth slightly agape, the man lowered himself in front of him. Sturdy thighs stretched the suit trousers as if they were about to rip.
“Ugh, ah, it hurts.”
Soon, a hand as large as a pot lid gripped Eun-myeong’s foot firmly.
Was he doing this to poke at the wound as a punishment? Since it seemed like something this man would actually do, Eun-myeong twisted his ankle wildly. But the man was so strong that he couldn’t budge an inch, as if his ankle had been clamped in a dog trap.
“Baby, you don’t even have a cock, so what are you going to pay me with?”
It was true. Eun-myeong had nothing. The only thing he had was the house where he could lay his exhausted body after work. But now, even that had been trampled.
“By taking on more work….”
As Eun-myeong mumbled, the man chuckled.
“You’re going to try and pay me back by serving Mister?”
Without waiting for Eun-myeong’s answer, he opened his mouth wide. The dark throat opened beyond was visible. Then, something unbelievable happened. The man began to suck on Eun-myeong’s foot.
A thick tongue probed into Eun-myeong’s wound. Slurping, wet, filthy sounds leaked out.
“Ha, ack!”
Eun-myeong convulsed and squirmed, but the man was relentless. As if he had no intention of letting Eun-myeong go, he gripped his ankle painfully. The man’s tongue slithered between the white toes like a snake’s fork, sucking them all clean.
“Do you want to walk around with your lower belly ragged and without kidneys?”
He’d look fucking pretty, though, the man muttered with slurred pronunciation.
Suck, slurp, schlick. Filthy sounds echoed. The man kept sucking until the white foot was dyed red. When their eyes met, the man’s gaze curved suggestively. This is impossible…. Eun-myeong looked down in a trance. It felt as if the man were moistly sucking the folds of his brain.
“Hng….”
Moreover, he felt as if a strange sound was about to leak out of him involuntarily. Eun-myeong quickly covered his mouth with his hand. A strange, erotic sensation whipped down his spine. The vertebrae he hadn’t even known existed began to itch.
“Ugh, hng….”
His entire body felt tingly. Because the man, kneeling before him, had lifted his foot, the robe had rolled up to his thighs. Thanks to that, a gap had opened, and the area beneath—his groin—felt damp.
“You said you’d listen to Mister, right?”
Could he have actually wet himself out of fear…? While Eun-myeong was lost in confusion, the man looked up and asked.
“I put food out for you to fucking eat, but you haven’t even touched it? Maybe you’ll eat it deliciously if I throw it out as food waste?”
The man stood up. A powerful sense of intimidation pressed down on Eun-myeong’s body. The man scooped up Eun-myeong again as he tried to recoil. He stood up, supporting the underside of Eun-myeong’s buttocks firmly with his forearm.
“Gasp!”
Startled by the strength felt from below, Eun-myeong gripped the man’s shirt in his fist.
The man walked to the table where the food was placed and sat in a chair. Then, he sat Eun-myeong on his thigh. It felt like sitting on a tire pumped full of air.
“Why….”
The man picked up a piece of LA galbi, glistening with brown glaze, and brought it to Eun-myeong’s mouth. While Eun-myeong looked down at the rib held by a middle finger that didn’t even bend properly, a coarse voice flowed over the crown of his head.
“Don’t think you’re getting down until you eat it all.”
Confused, Eun-myeong looked back at the man.
“Baby, open wide.”
A cold gaze stared at Eun-myeong. It was a look that seemed as if he would never back down.
Eun-myeong opened his mouth slightly. Immediately, a handful of galbi invaded his mouth. Meat juices flowed and pooled under his tongue. As he chewed with his molars, the meat was incredibly tender. Was this what people meant when they said meat melts in the mouth? It felt like a festival was happening on his tongue. The man pulled the braised monkfish closer.
“I’m actually feeding a brat.”
When the man tried to feed him a piece with chopsticks, Eun-myeong quickly shook his head.
“I-I’ll eat it myself….”
It was better to eat by himself than to be fed like a puppy. Eun-myeong carefully lifted the spoon. First, he scooped up some white rice and ate it. Then he put a piece of braised monkfish in his mouth, and even in this situation, he couldn’t believe how clean and savory it tasted.
The man picked up a large piece of LA galbi and brought it to his own mouth. As soon as it entered, he sucked the meat right off and tossed the bone onto the table. Every time he chewed, the muscles visible beneath his jaw twitched. Meat juices dripped from his thick fingers.
“Mm.”
He hummed in his throat, enjoying the taste. The chest pressed against Eun-myeong’s back swelled greatly and then subsided slightly. The man’s presence was too overwhelming. It felt as if his entire brain was being chewed up by him.
And because he kept feeling the man’s thick thigh beneath his buttocks, he was seized by an unnecessary erotic feeling. This was all because the man had sucked his foot earlier.
Why on earth did he have to go this far? It would be uncomfortable to eat with him on his lap. Even if he wanted to jump off the man’s lap, his feet were floating in the air. In contrast, the man’s feet were firmly planted on the ground. The inequality of their physiques was revealed here as well.
“…….”
Eun-myeong squirmed, feeling too stifled. Why did he keep feeling like his bottom was getting wet? At this rate, the man’s pants might get wet too. Since he wasn’t wearing underwear, it would be a disaster if it leaked down. He felt like he needed to go to the bathroom quickly and wipe himself.
“I need the bathroom….”
Eun-myeong murmured quietly. The man stopped eating meat and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Just piss here, why?”
You piss sitting down anyway, the man blurted out.
“Just the bathroom, please. I won’t do anything else.”
The man picked up a glass of water and snapped his neck back. Gulp, his Adam’s apple surged violently in a throat as thick as an elephant’s leg. Then, he brought the empty glass toward Eun-myeong’s legs.
“Pee in here.”
Eun-myeong’s earlobes turned bright red. His toes curled inward instinctively. He shook his head frantically.
“This would be just right for you.”
As if resisting those words, he tightly clenched the robe in his hand. The man let out a smirk and said he would let him go after he ate three more spoonfuls of rice. Eun-myeong endured it and forced three more spoonfuls into his stomach. Only then was he released and able to descend from the man’s embrace.
A chill blew against his back, which had been pressed against the man’s chest. His spine was drenched in sweat. He hadn’t realized he had been this tense.
“Make sure you shake it all out.”
The added comment was utterly vulgar. He wasn’t a dog, so why… He felt humiliated, but he didn’t respond and quickly moved his feet. That wasn’t what was important right now. Eun-myeong hopped toward the bathroom so that the floor wouldn’t touch his wound.
“…Haa.”
He locked the door and checked it several times. Sitting on the toilet, he carefully lifted the robe, and the few strands of pubic hair—so few they could be counted—were damp. The color was darker than usual. Beneath that, his small handful of genitals hung limply, the tip glistening and wet.
When he pulled out some toilet paper and wiped, it was transparent. No matter how much he wiped, the bottom kept getting wet.
‘What on earth is this…?’
Even when he tried to urinate, he felt no urge to pee. What exactly was happening? While he was dazed in confusion, something trickled down his thigh. This time, it was between his buttocks.
Eun-myeong quickly rolled up some toilet paper and plugged the back. His face turned beet red from shoving his head between his legs. He was speechless at the lewd sight.
To make matters worse, the bathroom floor was marble, so everything was reflected. It was certain that his bottom would be clearly visible. Not only the slightly dark pubic hair, but also the toilet paper wedged between his buttocks would likely be discovered.
‘…Haa.’
He didn’t have the confidence to open the bathroom door and leave in this state. How could he look the man in the face?
However, he heard a presence outside first. Click, click, click! The doorknob turned. The moment he thought he was lucky to have locked it well—Bang! The bathroom door flew open. Eun-myeong startled and stood up from the toilet.
“Fuck, what the hell are you doing in here that the smell of cock is vibrating like this?”
His lips parted and a thick tongue slid out. He moistened his thumb with saliva and brought it to his crotch. A large bulk was stretching his thighs firmly, as if a python were coiled inside there.
Moreover….
The man’s suit pants were damp. Eun-myeong’s face flushed deep red. He noticed immediately.
‘…It’s stained with what I let out.’
A sense of disaster tightened around his small chest.
The man’s eyes slowly scanned Eun-myeong down. Then, at some point, they stopped exactly between Eun-myeong’s legs. A dark, lustful, and sinister gaze. Eun-myeong slowly narrowed the gap between his knees, so that his groin would be locked and trapped between his thighs.
And just in case his bottom was reflected on the marble floor….
“Did you masturbate?”