Clap - 15

Jaemin struggled to stand up with his uncomfortable body. He approached Ichan with unsteady steps. It was because Ihyun was a bit further away. It was urgent, a matter of seconds.

Jaemin touched Ichan’s cheek with his hand instead. It was a cat-like gesture.

“My stomach, feels like it’s going to burst… Ugh…”

“So?”

Ichan was indifferent. His four syllables made Jaemin shed tears continuously.

“To the, bath, room… Please…”

Jaemin’s tear-soaked cheek gently stroked Ichan’s back of the hand. It wasn’t empty from the beginning. Just five minutes ago, he had opened his eyes and glanced at them. He endured it because he could.

But not anymore. It felt like he would really reach his limit if he stayed like this. There was no thought of grabbing something under the bed. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want that.

Jaemin squeezed his buttocks tightly. His flaccid genitals were embarrassing, but that wasn’t the problem now.

Jaemin’s tearful plea continued endlessly. However, Ihyun and Ichan just watched Jaemin with a smiling face. It felt like being a trapped monkey inside us. No, even if he were a real monkey, he wouldn’t have been subjected to such treatment and torment.

“Look. Crying looks pretty, right?”

Ihyun, who had come closer, gently stroked Jaemin’s eyes. The tears that flowed profusely whetted his appetite.

“It’s decent.”

Ichan nodded lightly in agreement.

Jaemin let out a long sigh, “Ah…” He breathed out. His hair, wet with cold sweat, covered his eyes. There was nothing to see anymore. Jaemin fell under the bed as if deflated. Then he suddenly got up and pounded on the door.

Ihyun raised his eyebrows in surprise. But he didn’t stop him. Because Jaemin couldn’t escape. The chain that had been stretched out suddenly pulled Jaemin down with a thud. The buttocks with the stopper inserted jiggled heavily.

Ichan whistled at the unexpected climax.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Jaemin, with his face buried in the floor, cried out loudly. It felt like the world was twisting.

“What did I do wrong? I was born without parents, lived in poverty, but still, I never did anything wrong. Maybe I’m not attractive to some, but I did my best in my own way.”

Why did I meet Ihyun and Ichan? How did this situation come about? Everything fell apart. I had a feeling that my messed-up life was going to get even worse, but I didn’t expect it to be this tragic.

Jaemin’s toes wiggled frantically. The clueless fool didn’t know what to do. Then, Ichan slowly got up.

Jaemin felt his ears standing up like a rabbit. Finally. Jaemin raised his head to look at Ichan, filled with all sorts of sorrow and despair.

Ichan sat down in front of Jaemin and looked into his round, teary eyes. Jaemin’s disheveled appearance was reflected in Ichan’s glasses. Ichan gently stroked Jaemin’s hair. Unlike Ihyun, Ichan’s touch made Jaemin’s tongue dry up.

“Do you want to go to the bathroom?”

Jaemin vigorously nodded his head. His round eyes were full of hope. He looked like a pet waiting for a meal.

“Are you a dog? Can’t you speak without wagging your tail?”

Ichan tapped Jaemin’s chin with his index finger. Jaemin opened his mouth in surprise.

“I want to go to the bathroom. Please, let me go to the bathroom. Please.”

Jaemin pleaded repeatedly, holding back his breath. Ichan appreciated his effort. When Ichan signaled to Ihyun, Ihyun quickly approached and released the shackles tied around Jaemin’s ankles. As soon as the small key went in, the shackles melted away like ice cream, leaving Jaemin feeling empty.

Ichan lifted Jaemin under his knees and waist. Jaemin closed his eyes tightly. His stomach was on the verge of bursting from the rough movements.