Climax Trainer, Mansion X!

His pace slowed, and he was hit again.  Even clutching at the swaying boat and rolling on the floor brought another blow.  His testicles, his dick, were lashed with a thin rod. Each time, Yeonwoo cried pitifully, then struggled to sit upright again. Now, Yeonwoo crawled diligently, striving to meet their expectations.  His once unmarked white knees were already beginning to bruise a deep purple.

“Ah… uh… mm…”

Semen dribbled from his dangling dick, splattering onto the floor. The thin, clear fluid, like water, resembled tears.  A dark trail marked Yeonwoo’s path across the floor.

“Ah… ah… aaah…”

It was all a blur now. His whole body trembled violently. His half-open eyes rolled back, his consciousness flickering.  Saliva drooled shamefully, soaking his mouth, and the various fluids churning in his belly felt as if they might burst forth.

Hmph, hic, hic…  Soaked in sweat, Yeonwoo appeared to be at his limit. But there was no need to worry. He had already reached the doorway.  Beyond the door lay a magnificent, flower-adorned virgin road, and at its end stood the beautiful alpha he so longed for.

*

The grand ceremony began with the majestic sound of organ pipes. The guests, mostly those who had contributed astronomical sums for this moment, sat with expectant expressions.

First, the groom made his entrance.  The massive doors opened, and Sian, an alpha in a tight-fitting black suit, strode out. The suit, slightly thin, stretched taut across his broad shoulders and thickly muscled thighs.  With a languid, relaxed expression, Sian basked in the spotlight, his stride confident as he crossed the virgin road.

“Wow, the pheromones.”

Sian made no attempt to control his pheromones.  His intensely powerful alpha scent filled the air, a blatant display of his status as the star of the show. Reaching the dais, the groom bowed twice to greet the guests.

And now, the highlight of the ceremony: the bride’s entrance.  Everyone pulled out their phones or cameras, aiming them towards the door.

*Talarann!*  With a flourish, the doors opened again, and the beautiful bride emerged – or rather, crawled – onto the virgin road.

“Uh… huh… uh… uh…”

Yeonwoo, the bride, his anus adorned with a long trailing veil and his neck encircled by a beautifully embroidered lace choker, shifted his heavy body.

“Wow, man.  That hole is stretched out.”

“That guy keeps cumming? Ugh…”

His slack jaw dripped saliva constantly, and semen continued to flow from his dick.  His wet, gaping anus revealed a glimpse of his anal plug.

“Uh, yes! Uh, haak! Ack…!”

As his knees buckled and he fell, *slap!* a sharp blow landed.  A staff member, feigning an accident, struck his asshole and testicles with a downward swipe.

“Aaack! Aaaack!”

Yeonwoo trembled, scrambling to his feet. His dick was swollen and bruised, a testament to how tightly he’d been bound and pulled. The audience missed nothing, their eyes glued to the spectacle. They zoomed in on their screens, swallowing their saliva.

Yeonwoo soon reached the groom’s feet.  Sian looked down at Yeonwoo, prostrate and pathetic at his feet, his buttocks marked with a trail of thin bruises, evidence of his arduous journey.

“Thank you. I’ll take over now.”

Sian received the leash from the staff member, who nodded and quickly left the virgin road. Sian knelt before Yeonwoo, who buried his face in the floor, his buttocks raised towards the guests, his body trembling.

“Hello.”

A rather bland greeting for a first meeting with his bride. Sian stroked Yeonwoo’s head a few times before lifting him onto the dais.

“Uh… hmm… mm…”

Unusually, there was no officiating table on the dais, only a large table about waist-high. Sian placed Yeonwoo on it.

“Huk… huh… heuk!”

Yeonwoo slumped, surrendering to Sian’s touch, his eyes half-closed.  Sian embraced him from behind, slipping his hands under Yeonwoo’s knees and spreading his legs wide towards the audience.

“Aaack, haaack…”

His swollen belly and cum-dripping dick were fully exposed. Yeonwoo, his body utterly exposed for all to see, leaned against the alpha who had reduced him to this state.

“Thank you for your time.”

Sian greeted the guests in this position. Yeonwoo, his senses overwhelmed by Sian’s pheromones, opened his eyes.

“We have formed a precious bond.”

His head tilted back, his eyes open, he saw him.

“For the rest of our lives,”

A familiar face. Yeonwoo knew him. And he knew what to say.

“…we… will…”

Yeonwoo’s voice was hoarse.

“Cherish and love each other.”

“Please… please…”

Applause erupted. It was time for the celebratory fireworks.

“Mas-Master… please… cum… cum inside me… please… aaah!”

The one who granted him release, the face he had begged endlessly to see.  Sian smiled sweetly at Yeonwoo, and as always, answered his plea.

A hand reached towards Yeonwoo’s buttocks, grasping the soaked veil.  Zen Master’s hand, with its visible veins, pulled the plug hard, his gaze unwavering on Yeonwoo’s desperate eyes.

*Tzeeuuk…* The hole stretched open slowly and widely, for all to see.  For all to witness the obscene, writhing omega asshole.

“Hoo… uh… hooack… hooaaack…!”

*Chwaaaack!* *Chwaaaack!*

His belly convulsed repeatedly.  Pushing against the hard marble dais with his toes, Yeonwoo spurted forth a torrent of white cum.  “Wow, shit!” Gasps of laughter and astonishment rose from the audience.

“Uack, uaaaaang!”

The milky white fluid gushed from his gaping hole, filling his bowels to bursting.  A massive amount of cum, enough to swell his belly, splattered across the bright red virgin road.  The crude sounds of *pffsh, phook* echoed through the hall.

“Uack, ack, ack…”

Yeonwoo’s eyes rolled back, his nose running.  His hands, however, clung to Sian’s arms like lifelines.  The overwhelming sensations of release, pleasure, and pain mingled together, his fingernails digging into Sian’s arms.

“Is this enough?”

“Aang… ah… aaack…”

Master asked if this was all he desired. Yeonwoo, unable to comprehend the question, remained silent.

“Empty yourself. Your father is here.”

Sian whispered in Yeonwoo’s ear, stroking his head. Sian’s eyes turned to Yeonwoo’s father, who, having driven his son to this, now stood pale with shock, his mouth covered, his hands trembling.  But his eyes remained fixed on his son’s obscene, writhing hole.

“Get your father’s dick hard too.  Filthy, huh?”

Sian’s hand slithered across Yeonwoo’s body like a snake, seizing his dick as he stared directly at his father-in-law.

“U… ack… aaaaack, ack!”

*Tzeok, tzeok, tzeok.*  He squeezed hard, his large hand gripping Yeonwoo’s dick and shaking it violently. Yeonwoo arched his back, twisting his body.  Sian showed no mercy, his palm rubbing rapidly against the glans, the slick fluid making his hand move smoothly.

“K… hic… kehek…”

Yeonwoo let out a silent scream, showering the audience with a magnificent cum fountain.  *Pheeek, tzeek!* The jet of cum, shooting towards the ceiling like a water pistol, even splattered Sian’s face.  Simultaneously, the anal cum, which had subsided slightly, erupted again with renewed vigor.

*Chuaack, chwaack.*  The magnificent sight of cum spraying from both orifices. Yeonwoo, his belly tense, struggled to endure the feeling of being squeezed from every direction.

“K… ah… ack…”

His mouth hung open, his chest heaving. Sian chuckled, licking the semen from Yeonwoo’s mouth.

“Sweet. Delicious. Want more?”

“He… ek… hoo… ee…”

He whispered, but there was no response. Yeonwoo, his eyes wide open, his tongue lolling out, had fainted. His lower abdomen still trembled. Sian, looking slightly disappointed, pressed down on Yeonwoo’s belly, squeezing out the remaining cum.

It was time to conclude the ceremony. Sian gently massaged Yeonwoo’s shoulders, glancing at the audience.  Their faces were flushed with unrestrained, lustful excitement at the spectacle they had witnessed.

Sian pulled a small box from his pocket.  *Click.* He opened the elegant velvet box, revealing a small ring and a much larger ring, both wedding rings of identical design.

With the bride unconscious and even urinating, Sian had no choice but to place the larger diamond ring on his own left ring finger.

He then took out the slightly larger ring and embraced Yeonwoo from behind.  He gently grasped Yeonwoo’s limp dick and carefully slipped the ring onto it.

“Uh… huh… uh… uh…”

Slightly smaller than Yeonwoo’s dick, the ring slid on smoothly thanks to the cum. It passed over the glans, down the shaft, and nestled tightly against his testicles.

The ornate ring now served as Yeonwoo’s cum plug.  The slightly tight fit would cause a sharp pain whenever Yeonwoo had an erection, a constant reminder of its presence. The precious stones gleamed brilliantly, drenched in the cum flowing down his shaft. Sian touched it with his hand.

“Uh… heoooo…”

“Now we look like a couple, don’t we?”

He whispered to the unconscious bride in a cheerful voice, glanced at the ceiling cameras, then at Yeonwoo’s father, who was trying to escape, before speaking in a low, clear voice.

“We will show you a happy life from now on, so please give us your blessings.”

His wry smile betrayed his true feelings.  The perfect debut of the alpha and omega who would bring new excitement to Mansion X.