SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

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The morning sunlight made the gorgeous beauty whimper, pouting at the rays of gold for waking him up, he sat up forgetting last night. His blue eyes turned bigger than they already were as he gasped, remembering he was sold, he sighed. Limping to the bathroom he showered but then didn't know where his bags were. Wrapping a towel around his wasted body he opened the door. It surprising was unlocked, sadly his master wasn't there.

"Who gave you the right to walk about without my permission?" Haechan snapped his head at the voice, Mark came closer with his tux and a cigarette between his thin lips.

"I'm sorry Master." Haechan pouted looking down. Marks lips pulled into a smile, he pulled the towel so the younger spiralled nakedly and fell on his butt.

"That's worth my money. Ten sent your dress code, don't you love being one feminine boy. Wear what I've gotten for you, I hate late people." Mark helped Haechan up, spanked his butt harshly as he went downstairs.

Haechan checked himself on the mirror, he puckered his red lips, the slit of his dress above his pelvic bones. Giggling he ran downstairs with his high heels, he was starting to love the colour red. Mark smirked at him, the wind blowing the dress so his insides could be seen.

"Wise decision of not hiding my marks on you." Mark pushed the beauty onto the backseat, Haechan blushed looking away, this was the first time he was with a man. A fucking hot man at that, the strings of his dress kept falling off. "You'll dance at your bar while I have my meeting, "A second late and I'll punish you so bad you'll be tied up for days."

As Mark went in from the front, the pole dancer entered his home from the back. Win-win just came out from Mr Nakamoto's room, disheveled and wasted. He gasped at the boy who got sold just yesterday. Ten saw him and came rushing to Haechan, but he looked just as ravishing as he was sent. The dress on his body screamed money, the heels, the lipstick and the tattoo of ownership on his neck.

"Fuck he marked you?!" Win-win cried out with worry.

"Haechan did you make him mad?" Ten asked the beauty, he shook his head, he looked hurt at what Ten did, the sudden hug Taeyong gave the boy broke him into pieces.

After hours of crying Haechan danced on the pole, as slender and nimble he was. He knew his master's eyes were on him, watching keenly if he did any mistake, young men were oogling at him. His yellow lingerie, his tongue licking the pole as he swirled on it with ease. Mark signed the contract, he stood up then left as the red head knew it was his cue to leave.

"If he treats you bad call me. Bye baby." Win-win and Taeyong whispered as the sweetest boy left, it was actually a brothel house where Ten earned by selling gorgeous young boys. Chenle was the youngest yet, then there was Shotaro but he had been reserved by some giant. They were runaways, left out, boys that were kicked out for being gay. But still Haechan wanted a normal life someday, Ten had no choice to sell his most precious boy.

Mark drove the beauty to his house, he sat on the couch, loosening his tie, Haechan stood Infront of him, the silver headed man gestured him to get closer, pulling the pink panty down he growled ripping it into pieces.

"I hate any other colour other than red on you." Said the older as he slapped Haechan's thighs making him whimper.

"Baby is sorry Master." Haechan pouted cutely, his dress shoulder strings falling off his shoulder, his pink puffy swollen nipple out just to be sucked.

"Aren't you one obedient baby boy." Mark made the beauty straddle him on the couch, the feeling on sitting on a rock hard dick made the younger immediately moan, after dancing on the pole his dick would always be sensitive.

"A-Ahhhh......." Haechan hung his tongue out, saliva dripping on the olders shirt as he moved over the lump, strong arms guiding him.

Haechan was slammed on the wall, his lips abused with lust, the olders belt was removed, his pants undone. The youngers limbs hung on either side on Marks hips, as the dancer bounced his red nails digging into the curtains. The sexual tension between them didn't look that healthy, Haechan wasn't hating it either.

"M-Masterrrr nghhhhahhhhh!!!!" Stubby arms slipped down the moist shower glass, this man certainly was a wild cat.

Hours later Haechan lay in bed, in pain and unable to move. He squeezed when something pushed into his hole, it surely wasn't Mark Lee's dick. Blurry images proved that the silvered haired cat cleaned him up and tucked him in bed.

"M-Master?" Haechan sat up, still butt naked. Mark lit a cigarette humming, he stared at the blue eyes. The younger bit his lips shyly. "I'm hungry." He pouted, nodding he went down. Getting off the bed, Haechan went through his pile of clothes. Wearing a random white shirt, he didn't know it said, You are deep inside my hole.

"Your t-shirt makes me want to fuck you. But only red Baby. " Mark chuckled, Haechan blushed, he was bare underneath. Leaning onto the counter he took a strawberry between his teeth.

"Who is stopping you Mr Lee?" Haechan gained his confidence, he bit into a strawberry, moaning at it sweet flavour, he giggled when he was lifted and placed on the counter. Taking another strawberry he pushed it inside his ass hole. Spreading his thighs he bit his lips. "Want a bite Master? Your mouth is watering." He moaned when his hole was bitten harshly, the strawberry taken out and eaten, later the beauty was dragged to the back garden, thrown on a hundred strawberry bushes, Haechan moaned arching his hips.