SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

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Haechans sleep was broken when he felt the familiar arms feeling his body as it flexed at the touch, his panty pulled down as his legs were spread, he moaned in his sleep with something wet pushed inside his sensitive hole. He bit his lips, it was Mark, he woke up as the eating got more intense, Early that morning moans filled the dim lit room, the golden beauty screamed in pleasure, the wilder the sex got the he loved it. Finally when the master was done fucking his baby boy he left to shower.

"Where this gown." Mark pointed at the gown on the bed, Haechan bit his lips. There wasn't any lingerie. Nevertheless he pulled on the satin red dress, his chest was so swollen for his nipples were his master's favourite.

Applying his favourite blood red lips, the thick line of Pastle eyeliner, his high heel red slipper his hair in ringlets, he looked absolutely ravishing. Mark traced the younger neck with his tongue, his name permanently on his neck. Haechan sat on the back seat, to a side so that when he crossed his flawless limbs his ass would show on the rear mirror. His straps falling off, his pink nipples too pointed.

"We are going to a bar, but it's not yours. So behave, don't let anyone touch you. Got it?" Growled Mark, Haechan bit his glossy red lips with a giggle.

"I won't let them touch me Master." He whispered into the olders ear.

Everyone at the club stood bewildered at the gorgeous beauty tap his heels past the crowd, sadly his leash was in his Marks arm. As his dress swayed, he pushed it down with a whimper, just a millimetres before his dick was shown. The dress lining his curves and his round full ass.

"Woah, isn't that the hottie that Pole dances at Ten's club? I thought he wasn't for sale." Someone at the club gasped at Haechan, Mark smirked.

"You see his body? He's SOLD. Off limits." Roared Mark, Haechan could sit straight, he was raised to dance for the music at the bar. He twitched in desire to wrap his thighs around a pole.

"Master.........." Haechan whimpered, his body was shaking, the desire to dance was starting to disturb him.

"You're naked........" Mark rows his eyes at the gorgeous beauty.

"I'm a stripper master...........just once. Please." Permission was granted, his collar unlocked as Haechan stood on the high stage.

His stubby finger traced the pole, then he wrapped his frame around it, slipping down with his dick brushing over the metal. He moaned, jumping onto it to swirl, with hickeys possessively owning his body. Mark stood at a fair distance, watching the performance. Once it ended Haechan jumped into the olders arms making so many guys groan at the fact that the boy was no longer up for anything.

"Master?" Haechan gasped at the older helping the bartender. He had his legs crossed on the slit, so that his entire inner thighs and legs were nakedly visible, except for his pink dick.

"That's something on you lips baby." Mark mixed a drink for his Lil boy.

"And what is it Master?" Haechan bit his lips, his left arm dress shoulder strip was falling off.

"A kiss." Mark smashed their lips for a long lip lock. Haechan got wet by just that lusty kiss he couldn't wait to get home and feel the older up his spine.

He needed have to wait so long, he got slammed on the wall at a dark corner. Haechan held the corners of the table for support, as his hole filled itself up with his puzzle piece. Marks arm shut him up from moaning, the younger wanted to touch himself but the older had it all under control.

"It hurt so much....." Haechan pouted the second he entered the vehicle. Sadly they were heading home anytime soon.

"Who said I'm done with you?" Growled the handsome silver head, the car turned moist, the dancer got fucked hard on the back seat.

Haechan ate his ramen, he wolfed down nine packets. He was so exhausted with all the sex he was having, he wasn't complaining though, he enjoyed it. It was perfect, he started making coffee when water was splashed on him. It was Mark.

"Now this.......should be a awesome photoshoot." Chuckled the older, having worn a transparent red nighty the younger surely made his master never disappointed.

"I'm wet Master." Haechan pouted, his tattoo fully healed, anyone could say he certainly belong to one ferocious lion.

"Show me then. How wet you are lil slut." Mark turned the red head to face him, Haechan licked his master's chest, his stubby arms leading the small strong arms behind, to his wet picking hole.

"Am I Ahhh.........wet Master?" Haechan bit his lips, moaning as fingers fondled his hold. He pushed Mark on the countes as he lifted his drenched t-shirt and started running his dick on the olders one. Pulling Marks sweat pants down he giggled finding no boxer.

"Fuck you lil sneaky slut!" Mark grunted when their dicks brushed against eachother, his fingers, finger fucking the stretched hole.

"Ahhhh.......nagghhhhnm.......Daddy!." Haechan slurred, saliva dripping off the edge of his lips.

"Ah ha baby! It's Master for you." Mark turned Haechan around, pushing him onto the counter instead, as he rammed into the hole that shamelessly sucked him inside deep.
He pounded so much that the younger couldn't stop cumming he was a literal mess.

Haechan woke up on the couch, he faintly remembered them shifting to the couch, him being wildly fucked then everything went black. Another sat on a box, making him blush. He read the paper and moaned at the very words.

Slut,

Keep you legs wide open when I come home,

You were sold so you'd serve your master well.

Make me proud.

Regards,
Master

Mark was more than happy to find his meal hot on the bed, waiting to be fucked.