Climax Trainer, Mansion X!

A staff member who came to fetch an omega from the kitchen snapped in an irritated voice. The man who had brought Yeonwoo simply shrugged and handed over the leash he’d been holding.

Snatching the leash, the man dragged Yeonwoo towards a table.

“Alright, your job is to help the alphas cum. Under the table. You can use your ass, your front, whatever, but don’t take the cum inside your holes.”

Ugh, y-yes, yes….  He didn’t quite understand, but the atmosphere wasn’t one where he could ask again. Yeonwoo was shoved under a large, long table that could easily seat ten.  Beneath the bright, ornate tabletop, Yeonwoo crawled in the dark and uncomfortable space.

“Here, if they’re about to cum, catch it in this. You’ll be in trouble if you swallow it or take it up the ass.”

The man placed a stainless steel bowl, resembling a dog bowl, in Yeonwoo’s hands.  Yeonwoo accepted the bowl with a puzzled look, but soon understood its purpose.

Yeonwoo wasn’t alone under the table. Four other omegas, drafted for meal service, were already diligently at work.

“Uh, huh, huh….”

Whatever the alphas sitting in the plush chairs looked like above, the scene below was utterly chaotic. The omegas acted as if they would do anything to extract cum from their assigned alphas.

Two omegas were busy with their asses high in the air, fingers spreading their buttocks as they fucked themselves. Two others were sniffing and sucking on dicks with their mouths. Things unimaginable in the bright world above were happening in this dark, hidden place.

Their methods differed, but the four shared a common goal. They sucked ravenously, as if possessed by a dick-hungry spirit, then, as the alphas neared climax, they’d pull the dicks out with a look of unbearable longing and collect the semen in the bowls.

These bowls were then offered to the omegas waiting for their meal beside the table.  Various delicacies were placed on the floor for the omegas to eat like dogs, but the most popular dish was the cum-filled bowls, brimming with the pungent pheromones of the rutting alphas, freshly produced by the day’s servers.

Next to the omegas who buried their faces in the cum bowls, lapping frantically, Yeonwoo, today’s server, joined the ranks.

Yeonwoo crawled towards a random lower body, unbuckled the pants, and began stroking the still-flaccid dick. He brought his nose close to the plump tip, oozing pre-cum, and sniffed diligently.  He felt hazy and good. The scent made his body flush with heat.

“Haah, uh, quickly….”

Yeonwoo abruptly lifted his hips and prostrated himself. His backside had been teased and unsatisfactorily poked for a while now.  Seeing the thick shaft filling his hand, anticipation swelled within him. Yeonwoo spread his buttocks wide, grabbed the dick, and inserted it into himself.

“Ung, hahk! Ah, good, ah….”

Big, hot, good, me…. Yeonwoo pressed his cheek against the floor and raised his hips further. He started to move his waist. It was so big, it felt like his insides were being scraped and pierced. Good… so good…. Yeonwoo already liked this dick’s owner. Big dick, good…. Yeonwoo’s hips moved faster. He didn’t have time to resent the still alpha.

“Uh, huh, please, pleeease, uuung….”

Squish, squelch. A sharp pain shot through his abdomen. Every time the tip of his hole was poked, a powerful jolt of electricity seemed to explode within him, making it impossible to suppress his moans.  With his cheek pressed to the floor, Yeonwoo bucked his hips wildly, then let out a sweet moan, “Huuung,” as he arched his back. He pressed his buttocks tight, as if wanting to swallow the dick buried inside him to the root.

“I… have to pull it out, but, ah, haahk, uuung…. Feels… so good, ah…!”

A gurgle, a churning in his belly. Yeonwoo couldn’t control himself in front of the cum, thick with alpha pheromones.

“Please, ang, ah, ah, ahhh…!”

Finally, defying the order not to take it directly, he moaned, “Huuung,” and reveled in the longed-for cum spurting into his ass from the alpha’s knotting dick, swelling inside him. Even the slightest movement sent waves of agonizing pleasure through him, but the satisfaction was equally immense. Receiving this alpha’s knot, Yeonwoo felt complete.

“Ah, ah, ahhuung! Good, gahduk, ung, uhung….”

And as he lay there, impaled and lost in the afterglow, the alpha above, having finished his business, grabbed a passing staff member and said,

“Hey, I think my omega just slurped up all the cum himself.”

At the teasingly delivered complaint, the staff member politely replied, “Ah, yes, I understand, sir.” Then, he bent down and pulled Yeonwoo, still impaled, up onto the table.

“Uh, ah, ahng! Ah, no, ah, nooo….”

Naked Yeonwoo was placed on the table. He knew he’d done something wrong, but he was terrified of what would happen next.  Realizing he’d been caught, Yeonwoo struggled and tried to avoid the touch, but weakened by the pheromones, he couldn’t put up a proper fight.

“Stay still, okay? My darling.”

The alpha, unconcerned with which omega was sucking his dick below and focused solely on punishment, saw Yeonwoo’s face and his eyes curved into a beautiful smile. It was Yeonwoo’s alpha, Yeonwoo’s Master, Sian. Yeonwoo stopped resisting and looked at his Master’s face.

It was a face that felt strangely unfamiliar.  For some reason, a sense of relief washed over Yeonwoo, and he let out a tearful giggle.

“Oh my, did you enjoy yourself? Working so hard….”

With a completely unguarded expression, he reached out to Sian.  He pressed his hips against the table, grinding against it, desperately kissing and clinging to his Master’s face.

“M-Master… Darling….”

He looked innocent and cute, like a love-starved puppy. Sian let out a boyish laugh, “Ahaha,” and gently sucked on Yeonwoo’s plump, wet lower lip before grabbing the back of his head and kissing him deeply.

Chuuup, chup, tsoop, their lips met and parted in turns.  A string of saliva stretched between them as their soft tongues intertwined, filling each other’s mouths.

“Huh, ahmp, hung….”

Yeonwoo didn’t know what to do with his hands. He could feel the cum leaking from his backside.  Worried about staining the table with his cum, Yeonwoo finally reached back to cover his hole, but a strong hand caught both his wrists.

“Ugh, uung, ung!”

A trickle….  In the end, his backside twitched open, and the thick fluid overflowed.  Feebly struggling, Yeonwoo eventually gave up, whimpering, “Huuuk,” and clinging to Sian as he kissed him longingly.

“Mmm, ha…. Why are you crying, hm?”

Peck.  Ending the kiss with a light peck, Sian asked tenderly.  At the gentle whisper of his Master, so close he could feel his breath, Yeonwoo felt inexplicably overwhelmed with emotion and simply leaned against him, sobbing, “Huuk, keuk.”

“Even if you cry, I can’t overlook what you did, what should I do?”

Sian tilted his head with a look of regret and pity. Yeonwoo’s body stiffened at his Master’s duplicity once again.

“Turn around. I need to see how much you’ve whored out your hole.”

His voice was calm and elegant, but it was a cold command. Yeonwoo pulled his trembling hands away from his Master and cowered. He wished he could scoop the spilled cum back inside. He didn’t want to be punished, he didn’t….  Muttering, he finally turned around and assumed the position his Master desired.

“Wow…. Heh, what is this….”

Carefully avoiding the food, he leaned onto the table and pushed his hips up towards his Master. He felt his Master’s breath on his hot, slick buttocks.

“Uh, oo! Ack….”

Sian picked up a chopstick in each hand and inserted them into Yeonwoo’s hole, spreading it open. The puckered wrinkles stretched wide, revealing the dark, moist flesh within.

“Did you take a lot of dick? It won’t close.”

He playfully moved the chopsticks inside. He stretched the hole wide, then pinched the inner walls, scraping them.  “Ooong, ah!” The cold, hard metal was so distinct that Yeonwoo’s lower body twitched.

“Uuh, ung, uh, no, ah, ah….”

“You haven’t even cum yet. My darling’s dick is about to burst. What a pity….”

Leaving your ass open for any stray dog on the street. His tone sounded strangely amused. The chopsticks, coated in clear fluid, now poked at Yeonwoo’s balls.  As his Master said, his dick, painfully full from being unable to cum for so long, was swollen and throbbing as if it would explode.

“Should I release this?”

He tapped the ring plug. Yeonwoo squirmed his hips, trying to avoid the chopsticks, “Aaack, ang!”

“Yes! Yes! Please, ah, it hurts, please…. Huung, ung….”

Yet, he dutifully voiced his desire. He desperately wanted to cum. He wanted to end this lukewarm climax.

“But, this is the dining table…. I’ll take it out, but you can’t cum right away. Understand?”

Food was laid out everywhere. As his Master said, if Yeonwoo cummed here, the glistening piece of meat beneath his abdomen would instantly become food waste.

He didn’t think he could hold back. He felt like he would spurt the moment the plug was removed. But, if not now, he didn’t know when he would be able to release the semen filling his belly.  So, Yeonwoo, with little confidence in his self-control, nodded rapidly.

“Huh, please, ah, I won’t cum, I’ll hold it, huuk, ah, please….”

My clever darling. Alright, I’ll release it. Yeonwoo wiggled his toes, focusing all his attention on his Master’s every move. Click, the ring plug came off. Finally, his Master started to twist and pull out the urethral rod.  “Eudeuk, eudeuk….” The hard metal ridges scraped against the tight, deep urethra as they were pulled out.

“Oo, ack, haaaaaaaa… ack…!”

He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a long, thin moan. His pelvis twitched, his body pulled forward by the motion.  “Tseuuk, chuk….” It was leaking. Now, now…! Yeonwoo panted like a dog, drooling.

“Ugh, ah, ahhang! Ack! Ah, haaa!”

And then, ptoo, the moment the plug was removed, as if a dam had burst, the thinned cum erupted like a waterfall. Yeonwoo gasped, “Heeek,” and rolled his eyes back.

“Tsk, I knew it. Our impatient little bitch.”

The husband was one step ahead of his foolish bride, who had forgotten her promise and gone into a frenzy. The moment the cum started flowing, Sian shoved the chopsticks he was holding straight into Yeonwoo’s urethra.

“Ugh, haack! Haang, ang, kyaaak….”

His belly deflated. Yeonwoo sobbed uncontrollably. His dick burned as if it were about to burst. He wore a vacant expression, as if unaware he had just cum.

“It’s so wide, I can’t even block it. Not a single hole is intact.”

He jabbed the chopsticks roughly in and out of the urethra. Because the chopsticks were thinner than the urethral plug, Yeonwoo’s cum bubbled and dribbled out with every thrust.

“Ung, ha, ha, haaa! Ah!”

“Puhaha! Look at this, if I poke the front, he cums from the back.  The ass fountain is pretty….”

As he vigorously stirred and twisted the chopsticks, Yeonwoo’s sphincter tightened, and his Master’s cum gushed out, flowing down his perineum.  “Pook, pook, wow, look at this.” Because Yeonwoo’s hips were raised, his hole twitched and spurted a fountain of cum right before Sian’s eyes, as if putting on a show.

“Huang, ang, ang, aaack, haack!”

He was cumming from his ass while his urethra was being poked with chopsticks.  “Huhik, no, ah, ah, ack, thereee…!” Yeonwoo flailed his arms. The table prepared for Sian was a mess. Fresh vegetables and meat were scattered everywhere.

“More? Still hungry? Hm? You’re so slutty, my bride’s whore hole is unmatched.  Hm?”

Sian’s sadism boiled over. The desire to break this omega, his bride. Sian reached for the table and shoved whatever he could grab into Yeonwoo’s gaping hole.

“Don’t spill it. You dirty thing. Eat it all up.”

A bumpy cucumber was shoved deep inside without any resistance.  “Haaaaack….” Yeonwoo cried out and went limp.  “Byurut,” the escaping cum made a strange noise as it was blocked by the cucumber.

“Want me to put a pepper in? Want a dick?”