Yeonni 🧡💜

[Boss top!Mng, slaves Wcc & Sn. Top!Wcc and btm!Sn in this part. They're not bad guys okay 😋 CW // slavery and prstitution (therefore dubcon), implied past abuse, off-cam kiIIing. Tags // 3some, dacryphilia, deep throating, light bondage, breeding kink, spitroasting.]

Wcc slips between some guests to the table where Mng is talking to some 'businessmen', and leans in to whisper in his ear. "I want one." Mng glances at the stage and knows immediately who. "Is he for sale?" No, but Mng offers more digits than can be refused, for one night. +

"You let your slave tell you what to do?" the owner taunts. Mng casually draws his gun and places it on the table. "What do you think, baby? Should I shoot him?" Wcc grins. "Not now, I wanna play." He drags Mng along to the stage. A moment later, Mng has waved down the +

dancer. The man is breathtaking, in black lingerie and sheer fabrics so see-through he might as well not be wearing them. The face is good, the moves even better, but what really stands out is his tiny waist. Through the flimsy fabric, his slave mark is clearly visible on the +

small of his back. Wcc is scandalized by it - only breeding slaves have it there, but those are all female! It's so suggestive. He watches Mng's captivated face as the dancer comes, jewelry swishing around his hips. The idea of Mng breeding this guy has him rearing to go. +

"With us," Mng says, and nods at the owner. The dancer confirms his fate with a glance. "What do we call you?" "Sn." Sn leads them into a small room with a couch and a bed. He asks what Mng would like, and Wcc knows exactly what he'd like. To see this perfect man ruined, +

crying, and properly bred, that's what. He asks Mng to make Sn blow him. Mng drags the puzzled Sn along, drops on the couch and undoes his fly. A happy sigh escapes him when Sn obediently kneels and takes him in his mouth. The cheekbones look obscenely good with cxck stuffed +

between his lips. "Go deeper," Wcc says, and Mng grabs Sn's head to push in further. Sn's eyes tear up but he takes it well, even if his hands on Mng's hips shake. As much as it looks amazing, Wcc is impatient. He gets Sn up to strip him, the dancer shyly letting him take the +

sheer fabrics and the rest while Mng watches them. When Wcc gets to the wide black cuffs around Sn's wrists and ankles, Sn stops him and nods to the bed. There are chains with hooks, Wcc realizes, for attaching to the cuffs. "Want this?" Mng asks, seeing Sn eye his cxck,+

and grins like a shark at the hesitant nod. Sn is a bit intimidated by the size; a rather reasonable reaction. This time when Mng fcks his mouth, Wcc joins to draw his fingers through the sticky spit leaking from Sn's lips and running down his gleaming chest, and uses it to +

prepare him. Sn shivers at one finger, moans at two. It's impressive how he can stay in place while Wcc twists his fingers inside him, rubbing his bony knuckles against the sensitive gland. He goes hard looking for a reaction, until Sn twitches, gags and spits Mng out. "Sorry!"

Mng gives his cheek a soft tap, more gesture than punishment. "Nah, you're doing well," Wcc says. His master isn't easy to handle. Mng sweeps an appreciative thumb over a cheekbone, similarly enchanted. They bring Sn to the bed. His pale cheeks are flushed and filthy, his +

legs a little shaky. He's hung too. Not like Mng ofc but still. Wcc has yet to find a single flaw. Wcc hooks the chains onto the cuffs, stretching Sn out on his stomach on the sheets while Mng readies. The mark on Sn's back is on display. Sn strains against the chains when +

Mng begins the slow push inside him, so Wcc cards through his hair to distract. "Hey. It'll feel good, trust me. You won't regret it. He does it so fcking well." Wcc catches Mng's eyes to say, "He's gonna breed you full." There's a glimmer of amusement; Mng has understood +

what Wcc is up to. "Take you like a btch," Mng leans down to murmur while steadily sinking deeper, murderously slowly. "Gonna put babies in you, isn't that what this is for?" Mng's hands are so big, when he takes the tiny waist he can rub his thumbs over the breeder slave mark.+

He holds Sn in place for a few, shallow fcks, only halfway in. The man is already moaning, eyes losing focus. His lips are too tempting. Wcc pushes fingers in his mouth while Mng sheaths himself fully in Sn's tightness. There's really no gag reflex, only little noises and +

heavy eyelids, and moans turning obscene, turning into whimpers. "Harder," Wcc commands, when Mng starts moving. With a leer, Mng says "Yes, Sir." Wcc gets out of his clothes. He tries to make Sn take his cxck in his bound hand, but Mng has already thoroughly fucked him dumb,+

so instead, Wcc releases his ankles and Mng hoists him up on his knees. The hammering continues mercilessly from behind, while Wcc drags Sn's head up by the hair until he manages to get his arms under himself as support. "Open up." He doesn't have to ask twice. He shudders, +

sliding over Sn's silky tongue, feeling Mng's familiar rhythm through him. Sn easily swallows him down, making guttural sounds around him when Mng hits just right. He's a vision now, tears running down his face, one that Mng will soon complete. "Inside," Wcc says. "Yes, Sir."+

Mng's voice is ragged raw. Sn's eyes close and his body quakes when Wcc forces him to choke, making sure he tenses around Mng's sensitive cxck just as he cvms. He's nothing if not devoted to his owner's happiness. Wcc is close too now from the sight. He wants to cvm on the mark+

but Mng drags him over and guides him into Sn's open hole. "Gonna cvm in you, fill you up, breed your tight little ass," Wcc rambles, shooting, Mng rubbing his chest and sucking on his neck. Sn cries out when Mng grabs his cxck, thrashes and begs "no, no, stop," but cvms so +

quickly that Mng gets no chance to. It's much later when the owner comes, and throws a fit. This whxre got off on other people fcking him? Sn is quiet, and the yelling is only the beginning. Mng and Wcc were half out the door, but hearing Sn whine in pain, Mng turns back +

and shoves the guy aside while Wcc takes Sn's hand. The guy yells about not selling Sn, and Mng raises an eyebrow and says, "Sell? No, there's a special place in hell for people who abuse pets and slaves. Baby?" Wcc checks with Sn, who nods, fire in his eyes. Wcc holds out+

a pillow. Mng grins. "Yes, Sir." Wcc takes Sn out of the room. There's a muted struggle but only for a second. Sn's grip on Wcc's arm is crushing. "You better come with us," Mng says, coming out the door, brushing off his shirt. "That ok?" Sn doesn't hesitate. "Yes. Sir." //

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