By Zephyria 
The man’s intention was clear. The man’s ragged breathing as he looked at him, and his glistening eyes reflected in the dim light, were vividly etched into Chrissy’s vision.
To think he would fall for it this easily.
Chrissy swallowed hard, feeling the tension. He had prepared a Plan B in case of failure, but it had become unnecessary. Now, what he had to do was set.
“Of course I should, cute Ben.”
He whispered, deliberately trying to make his voice sound thin and frail.
“If you keep your eyes closed, you’ll be able to imagine ‘Hope’ clearly in your head. So…”
Chrissy gripped the iron bars with both hands and slowly stroked them down, as if caressing them.
“You know, right?”
“Y-yeah, I know, I know!”
The man was completely hooked. He fumbled with his buckle, hurriedly trying to pull down his trousers, but Chrissy frowned and pulled his body back. Noticing the sudden change in atmosphere, the man asked urgently.
“What, what’s wrong?”
Instead of answering immediately, Chrissy gave a slight tilt of his chin toward the iron bars.
“You want me to suck it with this between us? I can’t do that.”
“What… are you playing with me right now? Huh?”
“Calm down.”
Chrissy spoke calmly, as if soothing the man who became excited instantly.
“Hope is small, but I’m big like this. It’ll be difficult while I’m locked up. Look, it’s hard for me to even move my body like this; do you think I can suck it properly? Hmm?”
Chrissy shook his head as if it were impossible. Ben’s face contorted. He chewed his lower lip anxiously and ruffled his hair wildly. His gaze, which flickered between Chrissy and the inside of the cage several times, clearly revealed his hesitation, but the decision of which choice he would make was practically already made. However, Chrissy didn’t have the luxury of waiting leisurely. To get the child out as quickly as possible, he provoked him once more.
“Ben.”
Chrissy continued, speaking with a sigh as if pleading.
“Don’t you want to make a mess of Hope’s mouth?”
Ben looked down at him without a word. The man’s face in the dim light was clearly that of a grown adult, but the traces of his childhood had not completely vanished. As he overlapped the youthful face of the child he was obsessed with onto Chrissy’s face, all conflict melted away, and only desire boiled over.
“Fuck, damn it!”
With a curse, he pulled a key from his trouser pocket and hurriedly leaned down to grab the lock.
“You slutty little brat… I’m going to shove it right into that seductive mouth. Hope, you little shit… do you know how many nights I’ve imagined shoving it into your hole, fuck, fuck…”
As if possessed, spitting out curses and vulgar monologues, the man inserted the key into the lock and turned it in one go. With a clunking sound, the door opened, and he immediately grabbed Chrissy’s arm and dragged him out.
“…Ugh!”
Because he had been crouching for so long, his body wouldn’t straighten properly, and a groan escaped him involuntarily. Dragged out helplessly by Ben, Chrissy ended up collapsing onto the floor. But Ben didn’t care about Chrissy’s situation at all. He grabbed him as he lay there, forcing him to look up, and began to unzip his trousers.
“Ah, Hope. You have no idea how much I’ve dreamed of you. Damn, to think you grew up like this. If you had grown up just a little slower, I could have held you then. Fuck, that bastard Matthew, if that idiot had come up with the idea just a bit sooner, then I…”
…What?
At the name that suddenly entered his ears, Chrissy’s mind suddenly went cold. What did I just hear? Matthew? Why is that name coming out of this man’s mouth…
But he had no time to think deeper. It was because the man abruptly shoved his penis into Chrissy’s mouth.
“…Mgh.”
Caught off guard, Chrissy let out a muffled groan. However, the man ignored him, thrusting his penis into him while closing his eyes and tilting his head back.
“Ah, Hope. Haah, Hope… Yes, that’s it. Ah, it’s so hot… tighten it more, tighten it more. Hope. I love your little tongue. Hope, Hope…”
He continued to spout vulgar words, but Chrissy had no intention of listening for long from the start. The moment strength returned to his struggling body, he ruthlessly bit down on the foreign object in his mouth.
“AAAAAAAGH!”
A horrific scream echoed throughout the basement. He tasted the metallic tang of blood in his mouth, but Chrissy didn’t care and bit down harder. Above him, the man shrieked and thrashed wildly. The man struggled desperately to pull away from Chrissy, screaming in agony, but by the time Chrissy spat out what he had bitten, the penis had already been nearly severed in half.
“It, it hurts, it hurts… He… help… help me…”
The man, whose lower body was drenched in blood, seemed to have half-lost consciousness from the pain. Leaving him to mutter nonsense with his eyes rolled back, Chrissy hurriedly searched for the key.
“Ah.”
As blood finally began to circulate through his confined body, it felt as if his entire system was screaming. Chrissy stopped moving, catching his breath unconsciously, before turning his body back. The key was still inserted in the lock. He felt a wave of disgust remembering how blinded by desire the man had been.
Quickly shaking his head, he immediately looked back. Scott, who had been huddled against the inside of the cage trembling in terror until then, immediately locked eyes with Chrissy. The child was startled, but Chrissy didn’t waste time and went straight to his cage.
“Scott, it’s okay. I’ll open it for you now.”
He opened the locked door, but Scott just remained frozen with wide eyes.
“Scott.”
Chrissy called the child’s name again anxiously. When Scott still didn’t respond, he eventually raised his voice to urge him.
“Scott, get out now! Free the other children, hurry!”
At the harsh voice, the child seemed to snap out of it, flinching before hurriedly crawling out. After handing the key to Scott, Chrissy headed back toward Ben. Since he still couldn’t stand properly, he approached by almost crawling on all fours, and he saw the man, who was nearly unconscious. Bleeding was still continuing from below. At this rate, he might die.
It doesn’t matter.
Chrissy thought coldly. He’s a criminal anyway—one who kidnapped children to use them for such purposes. So, this ending is essentially something he brought upon himself.
He knew the man should be judged by the law. But that was a story for after he and the children had escaped safely. It was out of the question to ask for help to save this man, and it was better for him to remain unconscious than to risk everyone by alerting others.
Steeling himself, he hurriedly searched the man’s trousers. He wondered if there was a cell phone or anything necessary, but all he found was a small walkie-talkie. It was likely used only for communication between them.
“It’s all done!”
Scott shouted. When Chrissy looked back, about six or seven children were standing awkwardly. To ensure the man couldn’t contact anyone, he threw the walkie-talkie into the cage, locked it, and headed for the door with the key in his hand.
“Alright, kids. Let’s go home now. Can you walk?”
He smiled to reassure the children, but even for Chrissy, it was hard to guarantee what would happen next. Their cars must be nearby. If he could just steal one, that would be enough.
Whew. After taking a long, trembling breath, he grabbed the door handle. As he wrapped his hand around the cold iron and slowly pushed, it opened a crack with an eerie sound. And in the next moment, a narrow, long staircase unfolded before Chrissy’s eyes.