Clap - 16
The bathroom was close, but it felt far for Jaemin. Each second felt like hours. The sound of his pounding heart was slow and heavy.
When they reached the bathroom, Ichan sat Jaemin on the toilet and untied his hands. Jaemin tried to remove the stopper under his buttocks, but two dark shadows were blocking his way.
Ichan and Ihyun watched Jaemin like scientists observing a significant experiment. Jaemin swallowed dry saliva.
“Please, close the door.”
Silence followed. They just smirked mischievously.
“Please. Please. Close the door, please.”
Jaemin pleaded earnestly, his forehead creased in worry. After a moment of hesitation, the two stepped back. It was the first day, the first time, and the first time is always difficult for anyone.
The door closed. Jaemin relaxed his tense shoulders.
“Thank you.”
Jaemin expressed his gratitude in a mosquito-like voice as he removed the anal stopper. The sound of laughter echoed like a hallucination.
Relieved, Jaemin burst into tears like a child.
After flushing the toilet, tidying up under the watchful eyes of Ichan and Ihyun, revealing his clean hole, Jaemin was finally able to escape from the bathroom.
Just one glance at the toilet made him feel exhausted. Jaemin returned to the room, embraced by Ichan. He searched around the house on the way back but couldn’t find an exit. All he could see was a neatly decorated living room.
Jaemin curled up on the bed. The shackles were once again placed around his ankles. He shivered as he lay there, feeling uncomfortable being the only one undressed.
Jaemin pulled the blanket with his hands marked by the ropes, but Ichan didn’t allow it. When Ichan firmly pulled the blanket, Jaemin was left exposed again.
“Why… why…”
I’ve had enough. Just leave me alone. Jaemin looked at Ichan with that wish. Suddenly, Ihyun appeared behind Ichan, holding a familiar syringe. The syringe that was half full before was now filled to the brim without any air bubbles.
Jaemin gasped, filled with fear. Could it be…?
“Earlier was a saline solution for sterilization, this is an omega hormone.”
Ihyun explained kindly with a smile. Jaemin clenched his fists in fear. Just when he thought he had solved one problem, now being half-naked felt uncomfortable. While Ihyun and Ichan were neatly dressed, it was natural for him to feel exposed.
Jaemin grabbed Ichan’s wrist tightly. The feeling of his stomach filling up was familiar but still unsettling.
The hormone flooded into Jaemin’s abdomen until it made him tremble. If earlier it felt like his stomach was going to burst, now it felt like his stomach was hardening. It was all terrible, no matter how you looked at it.
After the syringe was emptied neatly, a slightly larger stopper pressed down on the folds. Jaemin took a deep breath. As he exhaled, the stopper was firmly inserted into his hole.
“Ah…”
It was a tight fit. The stopper didn’t stretch his walls, but the open folds created an uncomfortable sensation. Despite that, he felt a strange sense of relief. Ah, as long as the liquid didn’t burst out recklessly even if he relaxed a bit. That was the sense of relief he felt.
Ihyun tapped Jaemin’s buttocks firmly. The flesh that received the impact trembled like pudding.
With a final touch from Ihyun’s hand, the two of them tidied up as if waiting for all the hormone to be absorbed.
Jaemin stared at them with unfocused eyes. It had only been a day. Just one day had passed, but it felt like he had been trapped for a month. Maybe he really would be trapped for a month.
Jaemin’s lips came together sharply. He felt sad. Tears welled up without warning, making him feel unfamiliar to himself. Even when he didn’t receive two months’ worth of pay from a deceitful boss, he didn’t cry like this.
Jaemin sniffled, burying his face in the pillow. His stomach churned, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to sleep. He knew the escape wouldn’t be long, but he wanted to escape even in his dreams.