Breaking Point

“Unnie, you said we had a meeting now?” Yuna asked Yeji, entering the room after finishing her Vlive. She was slightly taken aback by seeing the rest of the group and their manager already waiting for her.

“Hi, Yuna, please, take a seat,” the manager requested, signaling the empty seat almost in front of him.

She followed along, not knowing what to expect and wondering about the folder in his hand. Lia, Ryujin, and Chaeryeong seemed a bit anxious. Yeji's face screamed she had not agreed with the situation.

“So, as you all know, after every performance we get offers from investors willing to spend money to pay your debt in exchange for services,” he began, making Yeji cross her arms as she exhaled loudly. “Yesterday’s performance at the Indonesia K-Pop Awards was no exception.”

It was clear that only Yeji knew what that was about, so the manager continued. “Investors are aware Yeji is the only tribute in this group, but with your upcoming birthday, Yuna, we have received some offers from international investors that are too good not to be considered.”

Yuna smiled, excited at the possibilities in front of her. However, she hid her smile after sensing Yeji’s look.

“I know you’ve been insisting on tributing, but any changes to the group’s tribute arrangement have to be approved by the group’s leader,” the manager nodded towards Yeji, giving her the word.

“She’s not doing any of this now. They'll have to wait,” Yeji firmly declared.

Yuna lowered her face while the other girls looked at the leader, wondering why she was so strict this time.

“Why don’t we see the offers first?” Ryujin intervened. “You took over the tribute roll from the beginning. Maybe we can help.”

“You don’t know how crazy some of those guys get,” Yeji replied, keeping a straight face. “I don’t want you to have to go through all that just…”

“You know I’ve been waiting for this,” interrupted Yuna, “I can take them and help us with the debt. If you and I tribute, it will give you a rest!”

“Let me show you the offers before you jump in too soon,” the manager intervened, trying to calm the waters. “Investors A and B are already in their fifties. Investor C is in his forties. If you move forward, you won't see them until the day of the service,” he explained, placing three sheets of paper in front of them.

Yuna pursed her lips. She didn’t love the idea of getting fucked by someone as old or older than her father.

“Investor A wants to use you in front of their party. He'll be hosting an event next month, and Yuna would be the closing performance,” he continued. The maknae bit her lip at the thought of being displayed in such a way.

“Investor B wants to do some shibary with Yuna, but he also expressed the idea of using candles during the session. This, of course, includes use of your holes while you’re restricted,” he explained. Chaeryeong's eyes showed interest in that before looking at Yuna, who was rubbing her legs against each other.

“Investor C,” he added, “wants free use of you for a whole night, and permission to cum inside your pussy as much as he may need.” Lia placed her hands between her legs, trying to recall the last time she had been creampied.

“These are fairly common requests,” Ryujin stated. “Yeji has already gone through half of these requests with other investors. What makes these worth a meeting?”

“They’re doubling their investments if they get Yuna,” he replied, making the maknae open her eyes as wide as she could. She turned to Yeji with pleading eyes.

“Unnie, please! I can take at least two of these! C’s proposal has been a fantasy of mine, and B doesn’t sound so bad,” she pouted, leaning into the table, making herself look small as she looked up to the leader. Yeji simply looked at the manager, telling him to continue.

“The investors have also been in contact with each other,” he added, making them all turn to see him as he explained. “They're all from Japan, and also proposed to have a private foursome with her.”

Yuna was taken aback. She had had threesomes before with her seniors to help clear her trainee debt, but never a foursome, and much less with strangers. “H-how much are they offering for that?” She asked.

“They’re combining their offers. You would cover a good portion of your debt if you get Yeji’s approval.”

“She’s not doing that,” she declared firmly to the manager before turning to the maknae. “Yuna, I’ll offer myself to take the last proposal. This is too much for your first service with this kind of people.”

Her words made Yuna lower her face, knowing the leader won’t bend. Chaeryeong looked at Lia, who elbowed Ryujin, making her intervene for them.

“Unnie,” Ryujin broke the silence with an awkward tone. “We've been talking, and you need some help with the whole tributing thing. And Yuna’s already eager to help.”

Yeji sighed. “I know," she admitted with her eyes closed." That’s why I agreed to even have this meeting,” she replied, somewhat defeated, making Yuna look up again. “You can become a tribute the following year, alright?” She stated, leaning into the table and holding Yuna’s hands. “Just let the holiday season end. You’ll have plenty of investors making a line to sleep with you, and you’ll be able to choose.”

Yuna smiled happily, jumping to hug Yeji, finally letting the other girls smile calmly.

“Thank you,” Ryujin mouthed to the leader as Yuna squeezed her.

“I’ll make the preparations, and we'll see what they counteroffer,” their manager sighed. “I’ll keep you posted, Yeji,” he added as he collected his papers.

A week later, Yeji had to skip the event of the Asia Artists Awards due to a minor back injury. Normally, she would have pushed herself to be in the event, but the investors had requested a video call with her and her manager to present their final offer. However, they never turned their cameras on.

Since Itzy will need to record another promotion for their album IT'z ITZY, the investors had proposed the night of December 17th, after the KBS event, a day before the showcase was aired. Yeji and their manager agreed on that, as it would give her enough time to rest in between live appearances.

Their following words were carefully chosen, establishing that all the participants could use her holes. That included rough fucking, multiple penetration, and them cumming inside her. She would let her pubic hair grow. She would be restrained with shibari techniques, and they would be careful not to leave any lasting visible mark, ensuring the ones left would be gone by the time of her next public appearance. They also requested unrestricted use of sex toys and other tools. The session was expected to last four hours.

Yeji was shocked. She had experienced a foursome before, but she was free to move. Here, she would be at their mercy; if they even had that with her.

The manager noticed her concern and asked them how much they would pay for that. They would double the initial offer they had made for Yuna.

She was scared, thinking of their words carefully, how they were thoughtfully planned for them to make the most out of that deal, and how much that night would cost her personally. She also thought of saving Yuna from the need to tributing. If the maknae was to be a slut, she better be it because she wanted to and not to pay the group’s debt.

“I-I want triple the original offer,” she requested, looking at the floor. Silence took over the room. “And you can use me how you please from midnight until sunrise… Without leaving any marks,” she hesitated to add.

They accepted. The call concluded.

She felt her heart rushing as her mind ran a hundred scenarios of what they'd do to her. Despite the fear this caused her, she felt her pussy getting wet.

The manager looked at her as he collected the notes he'd sent to their lawyer to make the agreement on paper. “Yeji,” he started, “I know you think of the group first before you think of yourself, but you just cornered yourself against them.”

“You think I don't know? It's me who they'll be fucking, not you,” she yelled defensively.

Her manager sighed. “Did you hear the number of participants?” He asked in a calm, worried tone, hiding his frustration. Yeji looked down, trying to remember their words.

“They never specified that today. And today was the day that mattered,” he added, making Yeji realize it may not only be a foursome. “You just gave yourself on a silver platter with that ’how you please’ for basically 6 hours,” he stated, with his hand on her back. He didn't want to make her feel worse, but he wanted her to be aware of what she had gotten herself into.

“I'll try to make them stipulate it. But they'll be managing the NDAs this time, so it will be harder.” The manager looked at her, defeated. He told her he'd go for the other girls at the AAA so she could have company.

It took them a little over two hours to come back. They all rushed to see their leader, who was lying down on the big couch, looking at the ceiling with no expression on her face.

“Unnie!” Yuna yelled, running towards her and giving her a tight hug as she snuggled with her. This brought Yeji back to reality from the depths of her thoughts.

Lia was quick to kneel in front of her face, asking how she felt and if she needed anything. Chaeryeong was already entering the kitchen to prepare dinner, signaling Ryujin to go help her.

“Next year I'll make them pay more for each service so you don't have to do this again,” Yuna promised, playing with some of Yeji’s hair, trying to lighten the mood.

“We're all thankful for what you do for us, but this goes to a whole other level,” Jisu added, keeping her eyes on Yeji.

“I'm not saying that you owe me anything, but you'll have to take care of me if something happens,” Yeji finally spoke, raising her eyebrows, and making everyone look at her.

“Lia already said it: Anything you need,” Ryujin replied from the kitchen, as she and Chaeryeong prepared the leader’s comfort dinner.

“Anything you need,” Chaeryeong mouthed to Ryujin, mocking her. It was already common for Ryujin to pamper Yeji after she came back from every service session, but Chaeryeong had noticed the way Ryujin looked at her at any given time.

After dinner, Yeji explained a bit of the situation to all of them.

“But, they said they wouldn’t hurt you, right?” Yuna asked with clear worry in her eyes. The leader simply nodded.

“Even if they said that, they mean it more in a lasting injury kind of way,” Lia remarked, “Remember when she came back from that pair?”

“Talking hurt the following day,” Yeji replied, reminiscing about the time she forcefully learnt to deepthroat. “Of course, I know anything could happen. But the sooner we move on from this, the sooner I’ll recover from whatever they'll do to me.”

“Whatever they'll do to you?” Chaeryeong asked, clearly concerned. “You know what will happen, that’s what the contracts are for, right?”

Yeji nodded, but her face indicated something was wrong. Ryujin knelt next to her and held her hand. “What happened?”

The leader explained how the meeting went, her thought process, and how she put herself in a corner against them. “They’ve got good money. But any investor getting their hands dirty in this can fall easily if anything goes wrong. So I think I’ll be fine.”

Ryujin hugged her. “We'll have everything ready for when you come back. I’ll pick you up personally, alright?”

The following days were filled with rehearsals for the upcoming December events: their performance at the MAMA’s, the recording of their Japan showcase, and the music festivals from KBS, SBS, and MBS. Some of which were already rehearsing in advance in case Yeji needed some days to fully recover.

Halfway through them, Yuna’s birthday required a small celebration that concluded with the manager’s call, sharing the flooding of investors’ requests.

Yuna felt a certain pride in having a never-ending queue of men waiting for her. She felt even better after her first live appearance doubled the call volume.

Yeji was fairly relieved that the maknae could, at least, get to choose the options that would interest her the most. A privilege most tributes in the industry don’t get.

The relief was short-lived, as reality struck when they heard the Japanese crew was already in Korea, setting up the stage. Throughout those two days, she began to feel as if she was no longer in control. While unsettling, the sensation also brought a more submissive side of her. She followed the crew’s cues diligently during the recording.

While the staff did their best to speak in Korean with the group, they spoke Japanese among themselves. Yeji knew enough to get by, and as much as she tried to hear something that would point to the investors already being there, she couldn’t get anything. The day ended without much fuss after that.

She felt lucky to have a busy schedule that also allowed her to feel loved and cared for by the other members. However, being busy and loved makes time fly.

Their performance at the KBS festival went as expected, and the rest of the festival went by smoothly. Everything wrapped up as usual.

The girls, along with their manager, had gone back to their apartment. Following standard protocol when there was a chance of her ass being used, Yeji prepared her butt with an enema. Once she was clean, as instructed, she put on her white, red carpet outfit, this time with no underwear. She had barely eaten that day due to the event, and after it was done, she had just enough water to recover from the performances. Despite this, the anticipation kept any hunger or thirst away from her.

The girls hugged her tightly before she went down to the van, accompanied by her manager and Ryujin, who never let go of her hand.

The way to the location was a bit silent. She had enough experience with investors to know the procedure and that she had to keep the agreement.

Upon their arrival, Ryujin looked at Yeji and kissed her on the lips. The leader didn’t know she needed that and finally allowed herself to breathe.

“I’ll be back at the door at sunrise, alright? Not a minute later,” Ryujin confirmed with a kiss on her forehead.

The van’s door slid open by one of the investor’s workers. He was wearing a mask and, without saying a word, offered his hand so she could get out of the vehicle. As she got out, she saw a big house surrounded by green areas. ‘There’s no way anyone will hear me,’ she thought as they walked past the door, exactly at midnight.

When she entered the hallway leading to what she thought was the living room, a large one at that, she immediately noticed the series of ropes that went through metal structures attached to the columns surrounding the area.

She was met by three masked men in suits. The back of their hands reflected their age. Above them, she saw two thick bamboo sticks with ropes already tied to them. Most of the ropes went through pulleys. She was surprised by the attention to detail the mechanism required. Behind the men were a couple of long benches and a black box, about the height of their knees.

“Welcome, Miss Hwang Yeji,” started the younger one at her right. He took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. “It is truly a pleasure to have you here with us. I see you followed our instructions, and I hope you continue to do so throughout the night,” he stated, speaking Korean to a level that sounded straight from a textbook while he walked closer to her.

Yeji simply nodded, unconsciously pouting. “Please, let us hear your voice,” he requested, taking her face by the chin as he looked her in the eyes.

“Yes,” she whispered shyly, avoiding his eyes, just loud enough for them to hear her in the quiet room.

“Let’s get you in your outfit for the rest of the night,” he continued, comfortably placing his hands behind his back. “Undress,” he ordered her in Japanese.

“Y-yes,” she replied, following the change to Japanese. Shyly, she untied the long pieces of fabric around her arm and neck before unzipping her back. She took a deep breath before letting her white outfit fall to the floor around her feet.

She felt a cold breeze going through her whole body, feeling goosebumps on her skin. She didn’t know if it was the open windows on the back or the adrenaline piling up as she felt their eyes examining her legs, her unshaved pussy, just as they had requested, and her small breasts. Whatever it was, she felt her pussy getting wet already, adding to the shame as she felt her body betraying her.

The man offered his hand, so she stepped out of her white outfit on the floor. He knelt in front of her and signaled her heels. “Please,” he said kindly.

Yeji raised her leg, allowing him to take off her heel, and repeated the process for her other foot. The cold floor on her feet served as a reminder of how vulnerable she was there.

He stood up, scanning her whole body. “You truly are a beauty from head to toe,” he whispered in Korean while the back of his finger traced the lines on her abs. "I see you followed our requests," he acknowledged, running his fingertips on Yeji's pubes, causing her to squirm a bit in her place. "I trust you followed protocol as well," he added, placing his whole palm in the curve of her ass, squeezing it gently.

"Yes," she replied, trying to collect herself and not show any expression.

“Introduce yourself,” he ordered, again in Japanese and stepping back to give her space.

“Hi, I’m Itzy’s Yeji. Thank you for having me. I hope you enjoy this night,” she replied in Japanese, bowing to them.

The man offered his hand again. She took it and was guided to the center of the living room, right below the ropes. One of the men passed a blindfold to the younger one. He stood in front of her, taking her chin one more time so their eyes met, even if she could not see his.

“From this moment on,” he told her in Korean, “you are nothing but a doll for us, and as a good quality doll, your body will stay still as we play with you.” He moved his head slightly, signaling her to confirm.

“Y-yes,” she replied in Japanese.

“Good. Tonight, you will be restricted in more than one way. Your sight and hearing will be highly limited,” he explained in Korean, taking two earplugs from his pocket to show her. They were too familiar to her. “I paid a little extra to have them done for you. Your company provided the mould.” Yeji opened her eyes as wide as she could in surprise.

“Before you put them on,” he continued, “I need you to understand, so I’ll make it easy for you. If you want us to slow down, you will say ‘Dalla.’ If you want to stop, you’ll say ‘Icy.’ Understood?”

“Y-yes… Understood,” she hesitated. He moved his hand for her to repeat it. “Dalla to slow down, I-icy to stop,” she repeated, trying to engrave that mechanic in her head.

“Well done. But you’ll have your mouth busy at times. If you can’t talk, you will snap your fingers. One hand for us to slow down, both hands for us to stop. Can you snap your fingers?” He asked, maintaining a comforting tone and signaling her to do it. Yeji snapped with both hands at the same time.

He laughed softly. “Good kitty,” he whispered, loud enough only for her to hear, and making her clench her pussy. His attention and guidance had already sold this experience for her.

“You will put on your earplugs,” he ordered. “After that, I’ll put this blindfold on you. What will you be after that?”

Yeji’s curiosity had already turned into excitement, even if she didn’t want to admit it yet. “I’ll be the perfect doll for you to play with,” she replied in Japanese, looking at his mask as she smirked, unable to hide her excitement.

Her response made the three men chuckle in satisfaction. She was instructed to put on the earplugs then. As soon as she did, everything went almost quiet, except for the blood flowing through her, which added an unnatural feeling to their muted voices. It made all sound as if she were underwater.

She thought she had heard the man in front of her, but she wasn’t sure of it, so she raised her face to him, frowning in confusion. She saw him turn to the other men and tell them something before turning back to her and nodding. He placed the blindfold over her eyes and adjusted the band below her hair so it didn’t move.

She was at their mercy now. She felt a pair of hands hold her ribs and what she thought was the edge of a bench in the upper part of her calves. One of the hands changed to her shoulder before they made her sit. She could feel the nectar of her pussy spreading on the seat, making her blush, although she didn’t know if they had noticed it.

For the first time that night, Yeji felt two sets of hands on her body. Two hands grabbed her perky boobs and pinched her nipples for a bit, making her whimper. The other pair of hands ran through her arms and back.

The hands left soon, and her senses focused on her mouth as she felt her first dick of the night touching her lips. She knew what to do and started licking it. The shaft was average for the region, so nothing particularly challenging. She licked the tip before starting sucking on it.

She cooed when she felt a cold, wood-like object on the back of her shoulders. ‘The bamboo stick,’ she thought. She could feel some fingers holding the stick against her back as she sucked the other man’s glans, who was massaging her boobs.

Her two hands were held at the same time to make her stretch her arms in a T pose. That made four people around her now. Instinctively, and in vain, she turned to her sides trying to see them, but the man whose manhood she was sucking held her head and made her get back to work with a few soft slaps on her cheek. ‘All the participants,’ they said.

She did her best with the cock in her mouth as she felt her arms tied to the bamboo stick. The ropes added a little pressure to her arms, right below her armpits, near the elbows, and in the middle of her forearms. She was thankful she didn’t feel any circulation issues.

Once her arms were locked in place, Yeji felt two men passing a rope through her ribcage, below her boobs, in between them, over her shoulders, and through her upper back, securing the bamboo stick.

Throughout this process, the men grabbed her boobs, sucked and pinched her nipples, and one of the men took a chance to lick her armpits, making her whine at the not-so-familiar sensation. After they finished, she noticed she could still breathe normally and smirked in relief.

Then, she felt a different dick on her lips, and she welcomed it into her mouth. That cock was a little larger, but still within her average sponsor.

On her back, she felt another naked man. His length was resting hard on her back. His hands went over her shoulders and down to her boobs, keeping her in place as her legs were spread until she was doing a split on the bench. This added more pressure on her bare pussy, making her moan on the man’s shaft.

The two men on her legs used her flexibility to tie her legs in ropes, starting with her ankles and going up her thighs. They were careful with her. When she whimpered because she couldn’t raise her legs anymore, the man in front of her left, leaving her mouth empty and letting her spit fall on her stomach. The man massaging her boobs placed his forearms below her armpits and carried her.

She expected her legs to stay low, but instead, she felt the weight of her legs on her arms, supported by the bamboo stick, forcing her to make a full split in the air. A few more knots were added on her upper thighs, helping her with the distribution of her own weight. She understood the level of restriction her whole body would be subjected to.

After they finished, Yeji felt a hand going through the wet folds of her pussy and inserting two fingers. She moaned loudly before they removed them quickly. 'Why?' she thought, realizing she wanted more.

She was again placed on the bench. With heavy breaths, she felt them add more ropes to certain areas of bamboo sticks. However, these were no longer tied to her.

Once the ropes’ vibrations stopped, she felt two hands on her back, holding her weight, and another one on her chest, between her boobs, pushing her to lie down on her back. Her arms and the bamboo stick rested on the other large bench, finally allowing a semi-resting position for her that left her head hanging for a bit.

She knew her whole body was now exposed to them. She was confident in her body, happy with how it looked naked from every angle. But not knowing who or how many people could be scanning at her wet core made her nervous, and more excited than she anticipated.

Suddenly, she felt two smelly dicks on her face and opened her mouth. They were using her hands to support her head and determine which glans would go into her lips. She simply licked and sucked whoever's manhood was closer.

Then, two more mouths, one on each foot. The one on her right licked her sole while the other sucked on her toes. The sensation took her by surprise, but also made her moan and smile.

Another hand on her pussy, that’s at least 5 people now, causing her to whimper at their touch. Yeji felt a tongue going from her hole up her clit a couple of times before it started licking her butthole. These waves of pleasure made her suck on both cocks with more intensity, but before she could get a proper rhythm, she felt a towel whipping her ass and cunt dry.

She whined and frowned as she felt the people around her leave. Then, a different hand, a little bigger and firmer, held her inner thigh. An almost burning hot substance was spread throughout her right outer lip, followed by a paper-like fabric placed on top of it. 'Oh fuck,' she thought. The man rubbed it tightly before pulling it quickly, making her scream.

She had never been waxed before, but she thought being essentially blind and deaf must have amplified the sensations. For her, it took forever. She focused on the cocks she had in her lips, sucking them eagerly before releasing a loud cry every time they removed a strip. She lost count of how many times it took, but finally, it was over.

“What’s next?” Yeji asked, panting heavily with a clear smile on her face, and feeling the cold breeze through her now hairless pussy. The feeling of being exposed increased more than she thought possible until she felt her own nectar slowly leak from her core.

She felt a couple of fingers taking her chin, exactly the same sensation and hold as before. She could feel his breathing over her mouth before he kissed her, to which she replied hungrily. He bit her upper lip before he broke the kiss, and she felt his hand trace a path down her body.

His hands ran through her slit, but they kept wandering through her body, going down her legs, going through her waist and breast, and going back down through her navel, down her freshly shaven cunt, causing her to shiver at the new sensation.

One moment, she felt his breath, staying right over her core. Yeji felt shame invading her body, imagining he was inhaling her musky aroma. The next moment, she felt a warmth running through her folds. His tongue invaded her pussy, making her moan loudly as her head hung. While the investor eagerly ate her drenched hole, she felt a dick on each hand, and began stroking them weakly as a reflex.

'Fuck! It feels really good!' She thought, moaning loudly to let him know, feeling overwhelmed, afraid that any proper encouragement from her would make them go feral on her. With no way to tell the time, and while the investor sucked on her clit, she decided she was going to enjoy all of that as much as she could.

When the sponsor stopped licking her, Yeji’s hands took a firm grasp of both lengths. She grinned; the quick replacement of his tongue for a cock meant the manhood teasing her entrance was the sponsor's. He matched his movement with her breathing and shoved his length inside her in one go as she exhaled. His shaft was not like the others she’d had that day; it was thicker and longer. "Yes!" she moaned loudly for a second before being shut by another glans entering her mouth.

Neither of the men waited for her to adjust before they started pounding into her. The sponsor in her pussy was kind enough to play with her sensitive clit while the man in her mouth face fucked her.

With her ears blocked, all she could hear was her own loud gurgling while his balls smashed repeatedly against her nose, and her drool fell through her face. Since she didn't have to move her hips or neck, Yeji tried to focus her movement on stroking the dicks in her hands, although her motion soon became erratic the more she lost her breath.

Thankfully for her, her moans made her throat vibrate, bringing the man in her mouth to his orgasm. He thrust deep in her throat at the beginning, but took his cock out halfway through his climax, painting her mouth and her nose. A part of his jizz got inside the blindfold, covering her eyes while Yeji coughed for air, whimpering and clenching her pussy while she was fucked.

They let her catch some air before one of the penises on her hand went for her mouth. Another shaft took the empty space on her hand. ‘How many are they?’ She thought, letting out a whine before her throat was occupied again. This time, she almost swallowed his whole length, thanks to all the spit she had produced.

After a couple more minutes, she felt both men twitch inside of her. She clenched her walls for the sponsor and for her to feel more pleasure. If her legs were free, she would have locked him throughout his orgasm, but she was happy he released everything he had inside her cunt at the same time the other man spurted his semen in her throat.

Yeji swallowed the remains that didn't land inside her pipe. She felt the four dicks leaving her body. Head hanging as she breathed heavily with a satisfactory smile, and her pussy leaked the sponsor’s semen. She focused on he sound of what she thought were three men talking or arguing. Then, she felt their hands grab her framed body.

Her weight was once more resting on her open legs and pussy. She couldn't help but move her hips to rub her cunt against the bench in an attempt to stimulate herself and to keep his sperm inside her. Yeji felt the sponsor’s characteristic chin grab as she shamelessly continued. The man's hand moved to her cheek, giving her a couple of soft slaps. She took it as his approval and started rubbing her pussy with more effort, only to be cut short by her whole body being lifted in the air.

Yeji yelped in surprise as she felt her whole weight resting on her shoulders and the knots in her upper thighs. She swung in the air a couple of times. Her hands and feet wiggled in the air, trying to get a hold of anything as they moved her up and down to the point she didn't know how high up she was hanging.

The men were quick to secure her. She felt the support coming from her elbows and knees as she leaned forward. Yeji imagined herself at a forty-five-degree angle while two people held her until she stopped moving. After their hands left her body, she tried to arch her back and sway her hips, but nothing changed; she was now firmly locked in position.

Even with that, she was confused and on edge, feeling she would fall flat on her face at any moment. Soon, she felt a pair of hands grabbing her waist, followed by what she understood to be a man's thighs. Slowly, the man aligned his tip with her pussy until it was pressed between her slit and his own belly. 'Why didn't he just shove it in?' She wondered, trying to rock her hips, longing for a proper stimulus.

Her request was answered fairly quickly. She felt two hands spreading her ass, and another one lubbing her butthole, inserting two fingers carelessly. Yeji groaned and clenched her muscles, accidentally rubbing her clit on the man's cock. Before she could even adjust, the fingers stopped and exited her butt, and the man beneath her reaccommodated himself.

She whimpered loudly. Two shafts entered her body. One in her pussy, the other in her asshole, both going fully in, almost pinching her walls between them. They did not wait a moment before pounding into her holes. Yeji tried hard to stop her moans from turning into whimpers, pursing her lips to keep them in.

A hand forced her to give up on that attempt. She felt a couple of fingers pressing on her nose, preventing her from breathing. She shook her head, but another pair of hands grabbed her skull and kept her in place. With no other option, she opened her mouth to breathe.

The man pinching her nose released her quickly and shoved his dick into her mouth. She gave up for a moment, focusing on breathing through her nose while she licked the man's glans and sucked it after recovering.

Yeji knew she'd be fucked airtight at some point that night. The experience contrasted with the last time she had a cock in each hole. That time she could move, shake her butt, take their shafts in her hands and suck them at her own pace and make them cum however she liked. But right there, she was a three-end fleshlight and nothing more.

'Their perfect doll,' she remembered when they pinched her nipples. Her whimper muffled on the glans she had in her mouth. Just like a doll, she renounced control over her body. Yeji focused on opening her throat for whoever shoved his manhood in her pipe, and the pleasure from having two clocks filling her holes.

She moaned, whimpered, gagged, and gurled, relying on the knots around her body to remain still.

Just when she was getting to enjoy it, the shaft in her cunt twitched, and the man exploded inside her. Yeji hummed, loving the warmth it generated inside of her. Unfortunately, as soon as he was done depositing his seed inside her pussy, the man moved away without interrupting the ones in her ass and mouth.

Before she could feel any disappointment from having an empty pussy, she felt someone wiggling his way under her body, quickly shoving his cock inside her.

The sudden insertion of the stranger's dick made her squirm and clench her puckerhole involuntarily, triggering the orgasm of the man fucking her guts. He was relentless, ramming her ass while he shot his sperm as deep as he could.

Again, as soon as the man exited her butthole, a different shaft took its place. 'How many?' She asked herself, already losing count and forgetting her question, when a wave of cum flooded her mouth.

Doubtful, she swallowed it and opened her lips to welcome the next dick. A gentle touch to her chin, and some soft taps on her cheek. Him again. It felt like a reward that made her smile despite having a new shaft in her tongue. The sponsor's fingers moved through her body while she was used constantly.

When she felt his fingers leaving her arm, she whined, similar to an infant who had just lost its favorite toy. The following second, the three men using her holes went full speed, quickly changing her whimpers into a panted flow of moans interrupted by her gurgling.

Unaware of the time and having issues breathing, she lost count completely. After a little while, she didn't know when a different dick would fill her ass, and a new one entered her guts quickly. The same happened for her mouth, where Yeji could only keep track of the ones who didn't shoot their jizz inside her throat, but rather in her mouth. The easiest one to track was her pussy, where at least four other men placed themselves below her and filled her pussy until her body surrendered to her first climax of the night.

The sensation was beyond embarrassing. She felt her orgasm, but it was theirs completely. They had taken her there. They had forced her body to enjoy their cocks. They, full strangers whom she'll never get to see, filled her with their seed.

Feeling agitated, they left her body to rest. 'Just a doll,' she reminded herself, trying to hide her smirk and relaxing her muscles, and letting their semen ooze out of her pussy and butthole. It felt shameful. It was clear there were more men, attentively scanning her body. Knowing their eyes were feasting over her used self was equally embarrassing and arousing.

Her neck kept her head up, as if waiting for the next dick until she yelped, feeling her whole body moving in the same angle. Yeji was expecting them to fuck her again. A part of her yearned for a more violent round. Instead, she felt cold lube spread throughout her puckerhole. This time, only on the outside. Whomever it was, he took his time feeling the wrinkles of her slightly gaping butthole, caressing it and tapping it kindly.

The fingers disappeared, and her ass welcomed a small, solid foreign object, barely thicker than a man's thumb. It was only a few centimeters long, shorter than any penis she remembered. She clenched her anal walls, trying to figure out what was in her butt. Abruptly, she felt a cold liquid entering her rectum, producing an elongated, stuttering coo through the experience.

'Why? Why? Why?' She asked herself, feeling the water fill her rectum. She had done a couple herself before getting into the white outfit again. However, that one was different. The amount of liquid felt already like double the volume she normally handled at home. Shame flooded her mind. Not knowing how the liquid would come out was something embarrassing already, but not knowing where it would fall made her afraid of letting go of the liquid once the object was removed.

She felt someone playing with her clenched butthole and inserting a finger inside her. “No! I won’t let go,” she whimpered, clenching her jaw and her rim around the man's digit.

The finger wiggled inside her before it exited her hole. She felt a couple of light slaps followed by her ass getting spread again to insert the same object, immediately adding more liquid into her guts. 'A syringe?' She wondered, feeling the thicker, round area, pushing on her buttocks while they kept filling her.

Once they emptied the second load into her, she felt the volume and the weight adding pressure inside her belly. She let her head fall forward, her hair caressing her shoulders as it fell in front of her. The investor held her chin again. Shivering and unable to say a word, she shook her head, initiating the process again, and adding a third load into her ass.

After they were done, the ropes suddenly moved, making her whole body shake in place, along with the liquid within her. She was breathing heavily, trying to hold the liquid until she felt a hard, stinging slap on her ass, making her release a stream of water for a second.

Yeji’s anus shut right away. Her legs tried to move, trying to close them in vain, and then, another slap, harder than the last one, and a new stream of water came out of her for a second, accompanied by a whine. Her stubbornness and embarrassment pushed them to repeat the same process, making her cry at every spank until the last slap was too hard for her to keep containing the liquid. Her buttcheeks were burning, her puckerhole gave up, and let it all out.

She blushed so much she could feel the blood rushing to her face while she whimpered. Another pair of soft slaps helped her release the little liquid still inside her.

Her body was quivering in the air while her mind was trying to process what she had just done. Before she could rationalize anything, she felt the tip of the syringe again, injecting liquid into her rectum right away. As soon as they finished with one load, she felt another tip of the same size entering her butthole and emptying the load into her. Three full back-to-back loads.

Yeji felt the familiar hand on her chin, raising her face. “I won’t,” she whimpered, shaking her head as her body trembled.

In response, she felt another slap on her ass, so hard it made her swing as much as ropes allowed. The movement of the liquid was too much, and she released the liquid one more time, hiding her face between her hair as her legs shivered and her toes contracted.

She had no time to rest this time. Her butthole had no resistance left and welcomed the now familiar object. Halfway through the second load, Yeji had started coming to terms with that process, and when they finished injecting the third load into her, she was ready to let go.

Unfortunately, she felt the syringe again, adding another load. She didn’t know if it was because of the pressure the liquid was putting in her insides, but it felt as if they were injecting it quicker. She felt the cold liquid move deeper into her intestines. 'They surely can see it now,' Yeji thought amidst her quickened breathing as she felt the skin on her belly expand.

As soon as she felt the object leave her ass, she let all the liquid fall out of her. She had never felt that kind of shame before. Her whines, whimpers, and cries were either ignored or served as fuel for them. Then again, the process started over. One. Two. Three. Four full loads again. Yeji felt her belly expand one more time, but now, she was left floating for a moment.

“I-is it over?” She asked, clenching her puckered hole, holding onto the liquid. Incapable of hearing any response, she exhaled and released the liquid one more time. She received a few surprise slaps on her ass, producing a couple more jets of water out of her hole.

Yeji then felt two hands inserting at least four fingers into her butthole to open it as wide as it could. She screamed at that action, as that allowed more liquid to slowly flow out of her, letting it run through her inner thighs until gravity let it fall.

As they kept her asshole open, she felt two hands holding her small boobs, followed by a strong pinch on both nipples. ‘Clamps now?’ She thought, as they adjusted them to be as tight as she thought possible. The pain these caused on her nubs allowed her body to release more liquid out of her puckerhole.

When they removed her fingers, she felt her asshole gaping, unable to close completely on its own, so she tried clenching it. She whimpered as soon as her rim felt it was closing around the syringe, immediately filling her insides with water again, and again, and again, and again.

She felt a finger touching her butthole, as if shutting it close moments before the tip of the syringe entered for the fifth time. She cried loudly as her belly grew. Her breathing was heavier than ever. When the fifth load was over, the finger stayed in her hole again.

Yeji felt the investor’s hand taking her chin again. “E-enough… Please…” She begged, not remembering her safe words. The investor moved her chin left to right. Two seconds later, she felt the object entering her ass for the sixth consecutive time, pushing more liquid into her.

She gasped, almost groaning, while her belly bloated all the way up her stomach. "This is insane," Yeji murmured, shaking her head. "I'm going crazy", she panted, not only because of all the pressure the liquid was causing on her insides, but because the thought of how long she could keep it inside felt like a challenge to herself.

The men must have seen the effort on her face, as she was hanging, with a swollen belly, and trying to breathe in a constant rhythm. Her thoughts were interrupted by a change of balance. They placed her back in a straight vertical position. Every pull on the ropes made all the liquid inside her move, making it more difficult to hold it in.

She tried focusing on her breathing, but clenching her pelvic area was already too much, and her muscles were giving up. Yeji felt a weak leakage of water getting out of her butthole, and navigating to her pussy, making her body shiver.

She felt two hands holding her ribcage to keep her in place, before they moved to the clamps in her nipples to pull them. The vibrations and movements were odd. She wondered what they were doing until they let them fall. This time, the weight of the clamps pulled her nipples to the floor, producing an immediate guttural moan.

The sudden release of weight on her breasts had broken any concentration she had left and allowed everything she was keeping to flow out of her intestines. The relief was such that she also peed herself in the process.

The last bits of liquid coming out of her ass and bladder left her shivering. Her brain was already breaking, and her mind could only process the pleasure of having released everything, producing a nearly orgasmic smile on her face.

Fortunately for Yeji, she felt two hands lubricating and fingering her pussy and butthole. With no care for her comfort, their dicks penetrated her holes at the same time, triggering her second climax of the night.

“Yes!” She moaned, clenching her jaw and throwing her head back. “H-harder!” She begged while the men pounding her were still finding their pace. The weights on her nipples bounced, mixing pain with pleasure, and prolonging her orgasm. The contractions inside her body and the constant ramming of their cocks helped her push the little bits of liquid deeply hidden in her guts after that large, final enema.

The men focused only on their own pleasure. Again, Yeji could not distinguish when a man had already shot his seed into her holes. She only knew when a new cock entered her body, one after the other.

The constant waves of pleasure, added to the bouncing weights on her nipples, triggered several micro orgasms in this position, making it harder for her to keep track of anything until they stopped again.

She had given up on counting after she had at least five men in each hole. Yeji could feel her holes gaping, allowing their cum to flow out of her weak, twitching body.

For a moment, she was aware of her face, showing a tired smile, a consequence of her orgasms; a smile she could not remove even if she tried. ‘Pathetic,’ she thought, laughing loudly at herself, wondering how much lower she could get.

The men helped answer that right away. They changed her position from vertical to horizontal. She was now face down, allowing the weights on her boobs to hang freely, giving a constant torture to her now stretched nipples.

She tried to focus on the seed that was dripping down her clit when she felt her hair being pulled. They forced her to raise her head, facing forward. Her mouth hung agape, waiting for them.

Moments later, Yeji felt the hand release her hair, but her head stayed locked in position. 'You can't get bored with these guys,' she thought, amazed by the different techniques they had to make her their toy. She chuckled, even though she tried to stop herself from it. She was equally afraid and hopeful that it would make them more eager to use her. That's exactly what she got. Any further thought on the matter was cut short by two cocks entering her gaping asshole and open mouth.

They wasted no time and fucked her, going as deep as they could inside of her. The constant pounding made the weights swing and bounce erratically, making her moan and cry harder into whoever’s dick was in her throat at the moment.

As expected, the men in her ass came inside of Yeji's guts, but the men face-fucking her simply withdrew their cocks when they started to twitch. The drool flowing out of her mouth allowed the next man to quickly shove his cock into her pipe.

Some of the men seemed to prefer her pussy, however, none of them came there. They slipped out of her cunt to penetrate her loose butthole, pound her a few more times, and deposit their seed as deep in her rectum as they could. They kept her on the edge of a possible orgasm, without ever reaching it.

The men kept using her throat like a mindless toy until she ran out of saliva. Then they focused on her ass. She could no longer feel their dicks pulsating inside her as they deposited their semen in her, except for a few who pounded harder into her and made the weights in her nipples swing harder. The whole experience made it impossible to keep track of time.

Eventually, they stopped. Yeji felt herself swinging lightly. Mouth, open slightly for her exhaustion. Hands and feet, hanging with no resistance. Holes, pulsating, unable to close again.

The inclination of her body kept their cum inside her asshole. She thought that, on a different day, and without enemas that size, she might be able to feel the amount of semen she was keeping in her guts.

Suddenly, she felt fingers going inside her butthole, wiggling carelessly, although she could not tell how many. They left her as soon as her moan became a loud whimper, only to be replaced by a different object.

It was slim, and she felt it slide inside her with ease, going deeper than anything solid that day. Whatever it was, it was smooth, and it bent easily. Soon, she noticed the deeper it went, the thicker it got.

They kept getting it in and out of Yeji, every time going a little further until her coos became an awkward whimper. She felt her insides stop the object from going deeper. They kept the toy there for a few seconds as they released her head, letting it hang before she felt her body change the level of inclination.

As her body rose again to a vertical position, she felt a hand on her ass, maintaining the long object inside of her. Once she was still, someone removed her hair from her face, placing it all at her back before they tied it up.

No more than two seconds later, the object moved deeper into her, going past whatever resistance may have been there. She grunted at the feeling. It didn’t hurt, but she felt the object take a turn to her left. By the time the thickness of the object was the same as her gaping hole, she could already feel it slightly above her navel.

Yeji panted and whimpered as they kept pulling the object slightly out, only to push it even deeper into her, stretching her anal walls little by little. Just when she thought the object could not stretch her more, she felt a hand marking the circumference of the object in the entrance of her asshole, keeping it still, followed by a change of rhythm.

The object was no longer going in and out slowly. Instead, they pulled out a longer part of it, only to push it back inside her guts as deep as it was, getting deeper each time, making her moan louder.

She felt the object poking her belly from within, every time a little higher. After a little while, she felt the object making a ninety-degree turn to her right, just below her stomach. Yeji let out a guttural moan as her body twitched and she threw her head back.

She could not comprehend how that thing was going so deep into her slim frame, but her curiosity was killing her. She wondered what they were using on her and if she could see her belly bulging from the outside. The sole idea made her pussy drip in her own juices and allowed for more of that object to get inside of her.

Before long, she felt the widest part of the toy becoming narrower, signaling that the object was now fully inside of her. Breathing heavily, she tried to process the sensation of having her guts literally rearranged. She wanted more. She needed more.

Yeji’s head suddenly returned, as if looking slightly down. “Again… Please…” She grunted, panting, and clenching her ass to feel the object in its entirety. Her brain could not comprehend what they were doing to her, how her intestines could accommodate such a large object inside of her. She wanted to feel it one more time.

They complied. They pulled the object almost completely out of her, making her whine in a high pitch. 'No, no, no,' she thought, arching her back, trying to stop it from leaving her body, only for the toy to be pushed back into her guts.

She felt the object going in strongly, reshaping her guts and pressing her belly from within. Yeji felt it moving through the left of her abdomen, and then curving below her stomach, stopping right at her center, a few centimeters above her belly button. The weights in her nipples bounced right over it thanks to the added swing the ramming produced on them. The cold metal and its weight amplified the mental stimulation of something being buried so deeply inside her ass.

“M-more…” She begged in a desperate grunt while her brain painted the toy's path. She felt the investor’s hand on her chin before he slapped her softly on her cheek again. It made her happy. She thought it was his way of telling her, ‘Good slut,’ or ‘I’m proud of you.’

“P-please…” Yeji implored, grinning the moment she felt the investor’s hand softly resting on her abs. The man behind her slowly took the object out of her and quickly inserted it back inside her butthole. The added soft, but firm pressure of the sponsor’s hand made the path of the object inside her belly clear in her mind. She was dying to see her abs reshaping with her own eyes, to touch her flat midriff with her palms as the moving object rearranged her insides.

The man on her back abruptly pushed the toy all the way in, keeping it buried in her ass while the ropes changed her center of gravity again. This time, they moved her shoulders back and her pussy forward just a bit. The weights fell to her sides, pulling her nipples in a new direction.

The investor slid his hand through her neck, between her tits, and placed both his hands on her waist. Yeji melted at his touch, feeling more than ready to be played with. Without warning, he cleanly shoved his cock in her cunt, releasing a loud moan from her mouth.

“Yes!” she screamed, feeling his dick and the thickest part of the object sharing her body, loving the way they rubbed through her walls. She could still feel the other man's fingers in her butthole, keeping the object in for a couple of seconds.

Then, both men began fucking her at their own rhythms, making her whimper and groan while she bit her lips. The investor held her tightly by her waist, firmly pressing her abs with his thumbs. Yeji could not think straight anymore. She only wanted to get more of what they were giving to her and somehow see herself taking it all.

The next thing she knew was that his thumb was playing with her overly sensitive clit while they pounded into her slim frame. She could tell her face had a wide, broken smile while they used her mercilessly until the sponsor shot his load directly into the entrance of her cervix.

Yeji started shivering and crying her moans, indicating she was close to her own climax. The investor added three of his fingers in her cunt and played directly with her g-spot as the other man took longer thrusts into her body, pulling more of the object out before inserting it fully back into her body, matching the speed of the investor’s fingers.

It didn’t take long for her to orgasm, contracting violently in an instant. Her body became erratic, squirting and pushing the object out with force. At the same time, she threw her head back, and her feet wriggled uncontrollably; all the while, the sponsor finger-fucked her to prolong her climax.

As her orgasm died down, she realized they had already put her back in a straightened position, and she felt the thickest part of the object getting secured in her now loose asshole.

She was left hanging while the investor’s cum kept dripping out of her cunt. For a moment there, Yeji wished she could be below her own pussy to drink her falling juices mixed with his seed. That made her realize her mouth was dry, and all that heavy breathing was not helping her.

“W-water…” She requested, barely audible due to her lack of strength. “I’m thirsty… Please…” She begged. She felt someone taking a good grasp of her boobs, making her whimper for a moment. They pulled the clamps, stretching her tits as much as they could, making her cry in pain until the clamps slipped from her nubs, finally releasing them from the torture.

'It can't be,' she thought, feeling her pussy gushing more of her squirt. She loved it. Her mind tried to ignore her newly found orgasm and focused on her nipples for a second. She could feel her heart beating through them.

Her brain was already shutting down, a consequence of the long day she’d had, the little food and water she had ingested before the KBS event, and the overwhelming way they were using her body. For a moment, things seemed to be coming to an end when she felt the ropes on her legs getting loose.

In the past, she had spent an hour or two with her legs fully spread against the floor. Never like that. She didn’t know how much time she spent in a full split, carrying her own weight like in the air. However long it was, it was a new personal record for her.

'Noble gentlemen,' she thought sarcastically, when the men helped her support her own legs as they were released from the ropes. She had no strength left in her. When she finally felt her inner thighs touching, she felt how her whole body was slowly getting down to the ground.

For the first time, Yeji felt the floor she’d been hanging over. Her toes slipped through the slimy floor as her body got closer to the ground and her knees bent.

When these finally touched the floor beneath her, she wondered how much of the goo she was resting on was their cum, her squirt, her juices, or whatever fluids they had pumped into her belly earlier. The thought made her smirk as her ass finally rested on the floor, splaying her legs out to the sides and helping her keep the long object inside her.

Having the weight of her torso supported by the ropes added a layer of relaxation to her body, but that was interrupted by some fingers removing one of the earplugs. She was already too tired to try to comprehend what the men were whispering.

“Still thirsty?” the sponsor asked in Korean, close to her ear. His breath hitting her skin made her shiver.

“Yes,” she replied weakly.

“Already sleepy, right, kitten?” he asked softly. Yeji nodded, pouting in an attempt to look cute, knowing it would contrast with her broken image.

The investor held her face. Her chin rested on his palm, while his fingers covered her cheeks. Everyone went quiet. “Would you like to see how you look now?” He whispered in her ear. Yeji hummed and nodded in his hand, receiving a slap on her face the following second. “I don’t hear you,” he told her loudly.

She could still feel his fingers stinging on her cheek. She liked it. “Y-yes, I want to see me,” she replied, focusing her energy on her voice, purposefully lowering her volume at the end.

“What do you want to see?” He asked, slapping her again, harder.

“I-I want to see how much you’ve ruined me,” she said, trembling with a wide grin. Another slap. “I want t-to see how you’ve broken my body."

He touched her cheek, but his hand slid down to her left nipple. She grimaced in pain, then he pinched it and twisted it." Why?" He asked calmly.

Yeji felt another small orgasm hitting her through the pain on her nub. Her hips were shaking against the pool of juices. "I w-want to touch myself to it,” she admitted, unable to hide her smile.

“Good kitten,” he praised her, kissing her quickly and licking her lips. “But you need to earn that. Will you be a good whore?” He asked, holding her chin in his hand.

“The best one,” she purred eagerly.

The investor chuckled a bit. “You will have a drink. Then you will keep your face up. And then the little kitten can go to sleep,” he declared as other men started releasing her arms from the ropes. Yeji nodded. “Open your mouth. Wide,” he ordered.

She complied, and a few seconds later, she felt a warm jet of liquid hit her mouth. The immediate taste of urine made her shake her head in surprise, making it fall on her face, shoulders, and chest before someone took her head and kept it in place. Yeji opened her mouth again, ignoring the smell and savoring the unique flavor. As it filled her cheeks, her thirst pushed aside the taste and tried to swallow her first bits of liquid after the cum they had deposited in her throat hours earlier. The more she gulped, the more carelessly she drank it.

Then, she felt the tip of his dick touch her lips, and she tried to engulf his hard cock, immediately bobbing her head a few times so she could force herself to let him enter her throat, coughing on his pee a couple times before securing him so he could empty his bladder directly in her stomach.

When he was done, he held her in place for a few seconds, pushing her nose against his pubes. “Now that’s a good slut if I’ve ever had one,” he said in Japanese as he removed his shaft from her throat, making her cough up his piss a few more times. He grabbed her hair and made her raise her head.

She was panting and smiling from ear to ear, still trying to process the way he had made her his urinal in front of who knows how many men.

“Is the kitten still thirsty?” He asked, still holding her hair.

“Yes!” She replied with a wide, wicked grin. She could not believe herself. She knew what he meant. She had never been used like that before, she had never been humiliated to that level, and yet, she still asked for more.

Truth was, similar to the taste of cum, she forced herself to like it until she couldn't help but beg for it.

“Keep your mouth open,” he ordered, releasing his grip.

A moment later, she felt several jets of warm, stinky pee showering her whole body. Some bits entered the blindfold as she tried to drink whatever went to her mouth. Not a single piece of her body remained untouched by their golden shower.

When they stopped, she was given a few moments to breathe, as she ran her tongue through her mouth. She was raised again, until her feet were hanging in the air.

Her whole strength went to her ass, trying to keep the object inside while she moved her head side to side, trying to feel her hair on her body. Her effort made her whimper while their urine dripped from her fingers, toes, chin, and hair; not accounting for her own nectar, dripping between her thighs, making her wonder how she must look hanging like that. Used, restrained, plugged, dripping, and broken. She grinned.

Yeji heard them move something on the floor beneath her and place it somewhere behind her. They then started getting her back to the floor.

The sudden drop she felt for a second made her yelp as her ass released the object in her asshole. The object was stopped halfway through and shoved back in her body in a single movement, making her grunt in response to the quick movement in her guts and the subsequent orgasm that triggered.

The man kept his hand on the base of the object as her feet touched the floor again. This time, it was mostly dry, if not for the liquid dripping down her body. They made her sit in the same position as before, knees bent, splaying her legs out to the sides as her pussy and ass touched the floor, keeping the object in place.

They then started to release her arms from the rope and stick. Her right arm was set free first. It took her some seconds to be able to move it. By then, they had already released her other arm and her back.

Finally free, her weak arm traced the object's path inside of her, starting from her soft, waxed pussy, going up her abs, to the left of her navel, and curving right below her stomach.

With her hand there, she finally hunched her back for the first time in hours. Her breathing accelerated as she felt the movement of the object inside her. Yeji tried to correct her posture, but her weakness made her bow again, keeping her whining in constant distress.

“That toy is a reminder that you're nothing but a set of bottomless holes for us to fill,” the investor told her close to her face, grabbing her hair to raise her eyes. “You're free to keep it as a memory of tonight, but if you can hold yourself for a little more,” he continued, “you'll have another proof of everything we did to you.”

Yeji composed her posture, groaning in the process as a clear sign of her effort. Her mouth moved as if trying to talk, but there wasn't enough energy in her to do so. She simply nodded weakly while she tried to control her breathing, making her breasts move steadily.

“Face up,” the sponsor ordered. “You may finally open your eyes,” he indicated while he removed the blindfold from her face.

She tried to do it, but the burning was immediate, probably because of the piss, she thought. Her left eye remained fully closed, eyelashes glued by the dry cum from when they first used her throat.

Her right eye was just processing the light and blurry shapes around her when she felt warm ropes of semen hit her face from different angles. One of them landed straight on her open eye, making her gasp and jump a bit in her place.

Hands started to grab her body again, moving her head to wherever their load was coming from so it could land on her face or open mouth, too weak to close it again. She tried to swallow their seed, but most of it came out of her mouth and slipped down her body.

With all of the movement, hair pulling, grabbing, and constant change of hands, she fell on her back to the floor. Already too weak to yelp, she felt thankful to whoever caught her head so she didn't hit the floor, but she was left there.

More spurts of semen fell all over her body. Most of them on her face, and her small breasts, but some came over her arms, abs, bare cunt, legs, and feet.

Lying on the floor, finally resting, Yeji felt the warmth of their seed covering her body until she finally surrendered to exhaustion and fell asleep.

“Ryujin, it’s time,” the manager whispered from the driver’s seat. He and the rest of the group went to pick up their leader.

If Ryujin fell asleep for half an hour, she didn't notice. Her mind kept thinking that if Yeji was doing all that for them, she would not allow herself to rest until Yeji could rest properly, but she insisted on the rest to get some sleep, even their manager.

He and Ryujin got out of the van. She woke up the other girls and instructed them to be ready with more towels on the closest seats to the door for when they returned, while she picked up a zip-up sweatshirt and a bag with more towels.

The manager guided Ryujin to the house’s entrance. He entered the code before the sun was visible on the horizon, but that didn’t work.

“They were not kidding when they said ‘until sunrise,’ I guess,” Ryujin sighed, trying to control her breathing.

“Just one more minute,” replied the manager.

“I’ll go first,” she voiced with determination.

“I would not recommend it. We don’t know if they’re still there,” the manager interrupted, trying to protect her, but Ryujin looked back at him.

“You said it yourself,” she started, “they’re businessmen. They stick to the deal. Yeji was the one on the deal, not me.” That made the man sigh in acceptance.

She nodded lightly. “Plus, the less you see of this, the better. I’ll tell you when you can come in,” she concluded, signaling the sun that was just getting out.

The manager entered the code again, and they heard the door unlock. He held the door open for her, and Ryujin entered the house. She went through the hallway, running to the living room as soon as she saw Yeji’s silhouette on the floor.

She took a moment to appreciate the scene. Yeji’s unconscious naked body, covered in mostly dried cum, with some liquid bits on her face and her navel. Behind her, a shallow container, around four square meters, filled with light yellow pee and what appeared to be cum floating on it. The columns still had the metal structures with ropes hanging all around. The two bamboo sticks were left next to one of them.

Nearby, they left a bottle of water and packets of electrolyte powder with a note.

“Mix one up, and make her drink it all. She will need it when she wakes up. Keep the rest for later.”

‘How considerate,’ she thought as she rolled her eyes.

She paid attention to Yeji’s body, checking the marks of the ropes on her chest, arms, and legs. Her nipples looked enlarged and swollen, at least twice the length they normally are. Their abuse was clear. The dried jizz on her body extended all the way to her feet, making her look as if she were covered by dried glue or candle wax.

She noticed her now shaven pussy, and below it, she noticed a round object keeping her butt cheeks spread. The base was engraved with the face of a White Fury. She spread Yeji’s legs and held the object by the base. With little effort, she slowly pulled the object out of her, stopping almost immediately when she saw her stomach move and heard Yeji cooing.

Ryujin confirmed she was still unconscious, but her curiosity got the best of her for a moment. Slowly, she pushed the object fully back inside her, making her upper belly bulge. Ryujin opened her eyes widely, shocked by the way the toy was reshaping Yeji’s insides.

Then, she came back to her senses. She decided it was best to take the object out. That made Yeji’s abs move from the inside, tracing the path of the toy until Ryujin had fully removed it from Yeji’s guts.

She admired the object, a pearl white slink plug, at least fifty centimeters long, and easily five centimeters in diameter in its thickest part. It was all covered in sperm.

When she looked down on Yeji’s crotch, her asshole was leaking more cum. 'It won't close for some time,' Ryujin thought, sighing after her fingers traced the circumference of her friend's gaping hole.

She tried to remove as much semen from the slink as possible. Before cleaning the tip of the toy. Again, her better judgment was put away after thinking of how deeply inside Yeji the slink had reached. Not knowing if she could have another chance, she licked it, expecting its bitterness to be stronger than what it actually was. Ryujin shook her head, coming back to reality. She took the towels out of the bag, hiding the toy in it.

Carefully, she sat Yeji so she could put the sweatshirt over her. She felt her damp hair, still smelling of piss, and covered it with the hoodie, removing the liquid cum off her face and throwing it to the floor. She tied one of the towels around her waist before calling for the manager so he could enter the scene.

He was equally shocked seeing Yeji’s face, legs, and feet covered in dried cum. Following Ryujin's instructions, he carried Yeji on his arms, making sure her body was covered in towels before they headed back to the van.

The other members kept the van’s back door open, taking care of her covered head as the manager placed her over the towels of the middle seat. He was quick to get in the driver’s seat, and when everyone was back inside, he started driving.

The girls’ faces showed concern for their leader. Lia, seated on her left, was shocked by the smell of urine on her hair. Chaeryeong, at her right, admired her face covered in a plaster of cum, gluing her eyes closed.

Yuna, sitting in the front row, paid attention to her legs and the warm semen dripping down her thighs. She wondered how much they had done with her through the night and what that must have felt like. Despite her concern for her leader's well-being, her broken look was arousing for her, making a loud part of her yearn for the same treatment.

After a few minutes on the road, Yeji groaned as he regained consciousness, making everyone look at her as she basically jumped, scared in her seat, not knowing where she was.

They all talked to her, and even though Yeji understood nothing, hearing their voices made her feel safe.

Yeji tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't. “Blindfold…” She mumbled, barely audible.

“There's no blindfold, love,” Lia whispered. “Don't worry, we'll help you,” she assured her while Ryujin handed some wet wipes to Chaery and Lia. She had made herself fit on the floor between the seat rows and between Yeji’s legs.

As they cleaned enough cum out of Yeji’s eyes, they saw how her expressions were breaking the cast of dry semen on her face.

“Unnie, how do you feel?” Yuna wondered, frowning, leaning on the back of her seat, when Yeji finally opened her eyes.

“Exhausted,” she replied, still disoriented. “Thirsty.”

Ryujin sighed, hating that the investors were right, but she had the water with electrolytes ready. Yeji’s arms could barely hold the water bottle, much less carry it, so Chaeryeong held it for her as she drank, spilling some bits on the sweatshirt.

As they were getting closer to the apartment, Yeji tried to get more comfortable in her seat with some help from the girls. The movement made her aware of her gaping asshole. She tried to sit on it, ashamed of her weak walls. That made her groan, as she felt some discomfort inside her cunt.

“What happened?” Lia asked, frowning in worry, and holding Yeji’s hand.

“I-I think there's something inside,” she replied.

Ryujin placed her hand on Yeji’s knee. “It can't be. I took it out,” she stated, looking at her eyes and reaching for her butthole.

Yeji blushed, remembering the long object that had rearranged her guts a good part of the night. She shook her head, “N-no. In my cunt,” Yeji panted, moving her hand to her pussy, unable to remove the towel.

Chaeryeong helped with the towel, and all of them looked at her smooth pussy, also covered in dry cum, adding more shame to the leader.

“Didn't you have a bush?” Yuna asked, confused, quickly shushed by Chaeryeong.

“Do you want me to check?” Ryujin inquired, getting her fingers ready. Yeji nodded weakly and tried to open her legs a bit more, swallowing what little pride she had left.

Ryujin licked her ring and middle finger before reaching out to her pussy and inserting them inside Yeji, making her whimper. She had to reach in and fully insert her digits into her cunt to find something. She felt a rigid object inside a condom and carefully took it out, making her groan as it exited her walls and whine once it was out.

Ryujin held the object and used her teeth to open the knot on the condom, licking her lips as she savored Yeji’s juices, and ignoring the fact that she was likely tasting some man's load as well.

“Is that a USB or something like that?” Chaeryeong asked.

“Looks like an SSD. Yeji has one similar to this,” Yuna replied. Yeji smirked, knowing the investor kept his word.

“We're close already, we can check it out after she eats something,” Lia announced, making everyone wrap Yeji up in towels before they put on their hoodies, masks, and shades.

They made enough space for their manager to take Yeji in his arms as they cleared the path to the elevator. The way into their building was smooth. Ryujin ran through the hallway and opened the apartment’s door so everyone could get in.

The manager was quick to find the largest couch to let Yeji rest in it. “I have to go and fill in some paperwork,” he said. “If any of you needs anything, especially her,” he added, signaling the leader, now more conscious but still out of energy, “just send a message or call. I’ll get here with anything you girls need, alright?”

He walked back to the door, getting close to Ryujin. “I trust you’ll take care of her,” he whispered as he was getting out of the apartment. She closed and locked the door so she could run towards Yeji.

Lia came out of the bathroom. “Everything ready here, I’ll help Chaery with the food, you two get her clean,” she indicated.

The Shin sisters helped Yeji waddle to the bathroom. Once they were there, they removed the sweatshirt and towels from Yeji’s body before they stripped naked and entered the shower with her.

They had all showered together before. They knew the details of each other's bodies, so Yuna was unapologetic when she admired the cast of dried semen over the leader’s tits, paying attention to her enlarged nipples.

“They’re already getting back to normal,” Ryujin smiled at Yeji as she caressed her cheek.

They helped her sit on a small bench before letting the water run over her back.

The warmth of the liquid reminded Yeji of how she let herself be used earlier. A little smirk took over her face. She let herself be pampered by them. Yuna washed her hair while Ryujin carefully cleaned any cum residue from her face.

They slowly went down on her body. Ryujin took care of her still sensitive breast. Yeji grimaced and whined in her place, feeling pain at every little moment of her nubs, not wanting to admit she was getting turned on by that very pain. Yuna cleaned her back, tracing the ropes' marks she still had on her body. Some will disappear in another hour, some may need a little make-up.

When they reached her hips, Ryujin helped Yeji stand up so Yuna could wash her properly.

The maknae was delicate when she spread her ass cheeks. She saw the leader’s gaping hole, already smaller than before, but still slightly open. “Unnie, I’ll clean the entrance,” she warned before her fingers touched her weak, swollen rimhole. Her walls allowed Yuna to insert two fingers to clean her properly, taking only the necessary time.

Ryujn saw the leader's face clench in response to the pain it caused her, and yet, she could see a smile hidden in the corner of her lips. Then, she repeated the same process on the front, counting on Yuna to support Yeji as she knelt to face the leader’s hairless cunt. She crossed looks with Yeji, who nodded lightly, indicating to her to start cleaning her folds.

Similar to Yuna, Ruyjin also inserted two fingers into Yeji’s pussy to clean as much as she could. The leader tried to hold her moans as she was fingered by Ryujin, but a few escaped her mouth when she cleaned her clit.

Once they were done, they sat her again to clean her long legs. That was a bit easier for them, as they didn’t have as much cum covering them as the rest of her body. Once they reached Yeji’s feet, Ryujin gave a quick look to Yuna. She understood, and they both started massaging the leader’s feet, from her heels to the tip of her toes, taking care of each little toe.

Ryujin was the first one to kiss Yeji’s soles. Watching her elder do that gave the maknae confidence to do the same. Ryujin’s mouth traced a path of little kisses across the eldest's sole before giving little kisses to her toes.

When she turned to look at Yuna, she saw her sucking on Yeji’s toes, making Ryujin chuckle a bit before she licked them too.

The leader whimpered in pleasure, allowing them to have their fun for a bit. “Yah! Stop it, please,” she exclaimed weakly after a while, unsuccessfully trying to reach them. They complied, kissing her feet softly and kneeling at her sides.

“Is there anywhere we missed?” Ryujin asked.

“Or any other place you need a little more attention to?” Yuna added, looking up at her with big eyes.

“No, no,” Yeji replied, “I’m already feeling a lot better. Thank you,” she said calmly, reaching to their cheeks.

“Let’s get you dry then,” Ryujin indicated, standing up with Yuna.

The three got out of the bathroom with wet hair and wearing only ropes. Yeji was now able to slowly walk on her own, but the Shin sisters were still watching her step, offering their arms, and taking care that her clumsy side didn’t work against her.

“Breakfast is ready!” Chaeryeong announced happily to them as soon as she saw them.

“In a bit,” Yeji groaned. “I want to see that thing first,” she added with a determined look, pointing to the SDD the investors had left inside her pussy.

Ryujin took it and plugged it into her laptop, which she tends to have connected to the living room’s TV. They saw two folders on it, simply titled ‘Videos’ and ‘Photos’.

“Where do you want to start?” Lia asked, looking at Yeji.

"Photos," she replied with a nervous face, barely moving her lips. Ryujin opened the folder, and with it, everyone's mouths opened in surprise. Over 700 pictures in the folder. “Open any photo you want,” the leader ordered, eyes fixed on the screen.

Ryujin extended her display so she could focus on the folder while the pictures were displayed on the TV. The pictures had the same quality as a JAV photoshoot, but some pictures had a more artsy style like those of a magazine.

A picture of Yeji, resting on the benches before they waxed her pussy. A shot of her being split-roasted. Another showing her own spit covering her face. A few pictures of her being double penetrated and a few more of her fucked airtight as she hanged. One close-up of her nipples being stretched by the weights they had added to the clamps.

As every picture went by, Lia looked at Yeji’s poker face, wondering what was going through her mind. Chaeryeong could not help but smile devilishly when she looked at Yuna, who had leaned forward, hiding her hand under her robes as she bit her lips. Ryujin had to look at Yeji after every picture to remind herself that she was fine now.

Then, a picture of her with her ass spread by two men as a third one used a huge syringe to pour water into her guts.

“Go to the videos, I want to see that,” Yeji requested, unable to look anywhere else.

Ryujin followed her command and looked for the video that resembled the enema frame. As anybody looking at porn would do, she tried to skip to the more interesting bits.

“Whoa,” Yuna exclaimed when she saw the leader’s abs expanding by the water inside her.

“How much was each syringe?” Chaeryeong asked.

Ryujin looked for a good frame. “Half a liter,” she replied, worried about Yeji.

“How many times did they do that?” Lia asked, looking at the leader.

“I-I can’t remember, but the last time they gave me 6 loads,” she replied, remembering the intense feeling.

“What? Skip to that part!” Yuna requested. Ryujin also wanted to see that, so she followed along and found it.

Yeji’s belly was swollen, clearly stretching the skin in her abs to its limit. Her whimpers made everyone in the room shiver, but watching the weights in her nipples triggering her to release all that liquid made the leader blush. They all sat there watching as her guts released everything into the container.

“I-I… Let me find another one,” Ryujin said to herself, opening another video of Yeji receiving load after load of cum in her ass. The container in that video looked empty, but all of her juices and the creampies from her holes were collected there.

“How many men were there?” Lia asked.

“I-I don't know. At some point, I was serving four at the same time. When one finished, another one took his place before I even noticed.” The main focus of the shot was her, of course, but in the background, she saw more masked men than she could count. She would later sit with Ryujin to watch every frame and count them, giving up after at least five detailed attempts.

As Ryujin went through the miniatures of the files, one caught her interest, and she opened it immediately. She skipped forward to the frame including the slink toy she still had in the bag.

“You've got to be kidding me,” Chaeryeong exclaimed as soon as she saw it. Yuna’s eyes opened as wide as they could, sparkling, understanding now why the leader’s asshole was so loose earlier. Lia had to look at Yeji to imagine how that could possibly fit in her, and Yeji’s eyes shone for the first time that day, showing a subtle smile.

As Ryujin fast-forwarded the video, they reached the part where the man pushed the object all the way into her guts.

Yeji’s hand traced the same path in her abs as everyone watched her belly bulge thanks to the slink toy. They kept watching until the investor fucked her with the slink fully buried in her.

Ryujin forced herself to open another video just to come back to reality and saw her leader drinking piss straight from the investor’s dick just before she forced it into her throat without him touching her head.

They all knew she had to have gone through something like that from the smell of her hair alone, but watching her drink it so eagerly shocked everyone. It made the following scene of her getting a golden shower a little easier to digest.

Ryujin skipped some bits, and they saw frames of the men removing the container before painting all of Yeji’s body white with their seed.

The leader was in a trance, watching herself be used to such a degree. Her eyes were fixated on the screen, even after Ryujin had paused it. She was breathing heavily, feeling her cunt leaking her nectar again.

“U-unnie… Would you do all that again?” Yuna asked, half-worried, half-wishing she had gone through that experience instead of Yeji, even if she wasn't sure she would be able to withstand it as she did. At least not yet.

“W-what?” Yeji replied, blinking repeatedly and taking a second before getting out of her trance. “No, no. I don't think I could get through all that again,” she added with a barely noticeable smirk on her mouth, keeping her legs closed to hide the wet spot she was making beneath her.

For the girls, it was clear something had broken in Yeji after that night, but Ryujin knew she would be the one to understand the full extent of it, at least sooner than the other members.

December 25th, 2023, 10:25 pm

Ryujin parked her car. “We're here,” she stated, turning to see Yeji, who was back in the black dress she had worn earlier on the red carpet of the SBS Music Awards, still in most of her makeup. Ryujin, however, was already wearing a hoodie and a pair of shorts.

The eldest took a deep breath and exhaled, “Okay, extensions gone,” she wiggled her ass on her seat. “Everything in place. I’m ready,” she affirmed. Her whole face showed determination.

“I’ll pick you up at seven in the morning, alright?” Ryujin voiced as she leaned closer to unbuckle the seat belt from the orange-haired girl. “Merry Christmas, unnie,” she whispered close to her mouth, before grabbing her hair for a deep kiss that Yeji welcomed.

In between soft moans, the light blond girl explored the leader's mouth. Before they broke the kiss, Yeji sucked on Ryujin’s tongue, then bit her lip and smiled at her partner.

“Don't think I’ll have mercy on you tomorrow,” Ryujin warned her.

“I wouldn't have it any other way,” Yeji replied, grinning and squinting her nose before giving her another soft kiss and stepping out of the car.

“Enjoy it,” Ryujin smirked as the door closed. She waved goodbye and drove away. Yeji walked to the familiar door and was welcomed by the gentle nods of masked men through the hallway.

She looked at the pack of masked men in the living room, everyone still dressed. “Hi again,” she waved at them with her fingers.

“We knew you'd come back eventually. I have to say it made me really happy to hear from you, even after your debt was cleared,” the investor said in Korean. The same voice as two years ago.

“I wanted to be sure I would perform better than last time,” Yeji replied in Japanese, smirking proudly and showing her teeth, generating surprise in the men and making some of them clap.

“So…” She continued as she opened the zipper on the back of her dress, catching everyone's attention. She let the straps fall from her shoulders, making sure everyone was looking at her before letting her dress fall to the ground, revealing her naked body, and a little bush between her legs from where they could see the end of a lush vibrator already inserted in her cunt.

Yeji stepped out of the dress. The room had gone silent, allowing her heels to resonate in the walls. She bit her lips as she looked at all the men from left to right, not bothering to count them.

Slowly, she did a full spin so they could see her completely. She went particularly slow when she turned her back on them, spreading her ass cheeks, allowing them to see in all clarity the engraving of the White Fury in the base of the slink, already buried in her guts.

“You know it's rude to keep a lady waiting, don't you?” Yeji grinned flirtily, watching with excitement as the investor walked towards her.