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Kiyoung desperately thrashed against the restraints. He could have been here for hours, days or even a week. At this point in time he was afraid that he could no longer tell.
His entire world spanned an expanse of an all consuming black void in lieu of his vision.
The only discernable sensation was the tingle of aftershocks from the electrocution still flowing through his fingertips.
Kiyoung was tired. His brain felt like cotton and his eyelids were impossibly heavy, ready to crush his eyes into a unconscious expanse.
His eyes flickered.
Maybe a few seconds of rest might help…
Kiyoung closed his eyes and embraced the sweet relief of rest, relishing the temporary relief.
The seconds slowly passed achingly fast yet tediously slow.
Maybe this time I can finally-
Buzzt!
Kiyoung’s entire body thrashed and convulsed against the leather straps of his restraints as the current flowed through his tiny figure.
It was at this particular moment Hyunsung decided to step into the room, watching Kiyoung’s body twitch through the aftershocks of his electrocution.
He chuckled and tutted at Kiyoung like he was scolding a particularly misbehaving child.
“Kiyoung-ssi, I really am disappointed with you, here I thought you’d be competent enough to succeed at such a simple task.”
“But then again, clearly I was wrong.”
Kiyoung made no indication that he could hear any of Hyunsung’s words.
Inside, Kiyoung seethed at the Guild master’s words.
He refused to break, he was a survivor with the strongest mind in the Blue Guild and he’d figure a way to survive before Hayan inevitably rescued him from Doom Hyunsung’s newfound Yandere switch.
Hyunsung’s hands unbuckled his trousers and tugged out his massive cock, which had already started to drool at the tip.
He gently undid the restraints on Kiyoung’s lower half, unclasping the straps binding his legs and torso.
Kiyoung was far too tired to put up and resistance despite the potential window for escape. Besides, the Guild master was practically a monster in his own right. Kiyoung might as well be a hamster going up against an armored truck at this point.
Hyunsung’s long, slender digits pulled down Kiyoung’s pants, slathering a liberal helping of lube against the underside of his pale cock which despite being larger than a normal man’s cock, was still dwarfed by Hyunsung’s monstrous girth.
“Don’t worry Kiyoung-ssi, I’ll make sure to thoroughly break you.”
Ah well. That sounds like something to worry about, if Kiyoung wasn’t mistaken.
The digits pushed past the rim, stretching it to a uncomfortable burn which vaguely registered within Kiyoung’s senses.
Kiyoung’s mind blanked out for the remaining process until he felt the unmistakable sensation of a blunt cockhead breaching past his rim and into his guts.
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Kiyoung was full. No scratch that. He was about to burst. Had he been able to see himself, the first thing he would’ve noticed was the unmistakable bulge the shape of Hyunsung’s cock spearing through his guts and pressing against the folds of his toned stomach.
Hyunsung moved at a relentless pace, directly grazing Kiyoung’s prostate with each thrust, yet never providing enough simulation to allow an orgasm.
After what felt like hours, Kiyoung finally reached his limit.
“Please…” Kiyoung didn’t know what exactly he was asking for, all he knew was that he needed the heat building up like molten lava to simmer down before it completely charred his soul from inside his body.
Hyunsung, seemed to take the hint and clasped his large warm hands around Kiyoung’s slender throat, cutting off the air supply to his brain.
Kiyoung was in heaven, all he felt was bliss. Pure ethereal bliss. Distantly, he felt his mind screech a warning that he chose to ignore in favor of the mind numbing, constricting and aching bliss.
The moment he was tethered back into existence was unforgettable. His hips jerked upwards, desperately chasing release, as he bucked towards completion half out of pure survival instinct, half out of desperation to end his life.
And at that moment, right as he orgasmed, a bolt of electricity flowed through him once again, this time remodeling his entire body as Hyunsung’s.
Kiyoung’s body went completely still while his cock continued to spurt out seed, coating his belly. His brain was buzzing with white noise, there wasn’t a single thought running past his mind anymore.
Lee Kiyoung was broken. His mind finally fractured underneath Hyunsung’s tender affection, bringing forth the revelation that his entire existence belonged to the Guild master.
Hyunsung cleaned Kiyoung up with a damp towel after the deed was done, pressing a gentle kiss on top of the man’s head as he strapped him back into the restraints which were now a mark of ownership.
“If you have any delusions about being saved, just to let you know I got rid of Jung Hayan before she could meddle with my affairs.”
Hyunsung knew that his words were unnecessary. Kiyoung was already completely broken into his.