SOLD [MarkHyuck]🥵

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It became a routine for Haechan to wake up wrapped in Marks arms, the olders finger tips tracing the boys spine as he relaxed on the bed with the man's naked frame pasted on his. The feeling of being loved felt special, especially when you were sore, in pain and exhausted. Sold to one of the richest men on the planet, he was skeptical on being the only one available but actually he was the only one Mark slept with.

"Where are you off too?" Haechan whispered, they no longer used the slut collar but they did sometimes go all dirty. Last night was one such night, but then he loved it.

"Work baby. I've cleaned you up, eat well and rest okay?" Mark patted the ass that was out on all its glory.

"I want to come." Haechan rolled over so his body faced upwards.

"Baby you can barely move." The silver head stated as he wore his watch and styled his hair.

When your man looked like this it was a very difficult situation to behave normal. Haechan couldn't stop blushing when ever the lion would look up at him. It was a bar with a touch of traditional taste, not very but just a tad bit. Mark certainly carried himself like a prideful lion, the way he speaks, walks and gazes at you as if you are his prey could be a very bad drug that can get you terribly addicted. And Haechan had this man all to himself.

"You look gorgeous baby. I can't take my eyes off you." Mark licked his lips once he was done with his meeting.
"Oh really you sly lion." Haechan Stuck his tongue out with a scoff but was wrapped in the man's arms for one nice long kiss.

They headed home after, finding Madonna not at home it sparked the lust between the two. Mark just couldn't keep his hands off Haechans body, you can't blame him since he was one gorgeous boy with the figure of s goddess. After almost ripping Haechans nice pink stretched hole, Mark sat on the bay window area, with a cigarette between his lips, his arm helping his baby move on his dick.

"My name on your skin looks so hot." Stated the silver haired man, lighting the cigarette and letting the evening sunlight burn the naked body of his slut.

"So does mine on yours." Haechan bit his lips, their eyes melting into eachother, the connection down unwilling to disconnect.

"You saw it?" Marks ears turned red embarassed as he played with his cigarette between his fingers.

"Ah ha? We literally have sex all the time. Master." He giggled releasing cum on his mans chest. Mark following soon making the beauty blushed and moaned.

"Sex is so beautiful with you." Mark shifted their positions, the cigarette bud thrown into the ash tray.

"Am I master's first?" Haechan arched his hips when he felt being pounded into again. He moaned his nipples being sucked like candy.

"Yes baby slut. You are master's first." Mark bit the already swollen nipples harshly making the dancer shiver with pleasure.

"I'm lucky then. That if was you who ruined me first." Haechan caressed the olders chest their bodies wet with sexual pleasure.

Later that evening Mark had a meeting with Johnny, Madonna was going to be joining them aswell. Haechan dressed up, his lips chapped a blood red, coated thickly with gloss. The mini skirt he wore almost revealed his ass cheeks, it was so small and short.

Wearing a net long sleeved top, he wiggled himself, his swollen breasts bouncing. He literally loved cross dressing that he adored the swollen chest that had begun to appear after all that fondling. His earrings said Slut. Haechan wasn't going to lie, he loved sex more than his pole, especially sex with Master Mark. Also he found it extremely sexy to be Marks Lee's slut.

"Are you naked baby?" Marks middled finger pushed into the bare ass hole the traced up the boys fatass crack.

"Yes master." Haechan giggled biting his tongue flirtishly.

"That'll want me to fuck you dirty slut." Mark unzipped his pants, the younger shamelessly bending so the dick could close into his hole. He moaned, saliva spilling off his lips.

After the nasty sex they finally drove to the bar, Haechan being delighted to meet his family. He noticed a new guy in the main room, he looked scared and lost. Win-win was dressing up for his dance that evening. Jaemin ran about naked making everyone laugh at the idiot.

"He's Jisung. Han Jisung. He was sent here from Busan, Madam Sue dragged him here. He's up on tonight's special auction. Anyone who pays the highest gets to fuck him wild until dawn. It's insane, she's a bitch hyung." Chenle mumbled into Haechans ear. The thought itself was shuddering.

The fateful sight happened that night, Jisung was labelled as Han. Dressed in a nice black lingerie he was tied to the pole for men to through money at him. And this young man, who had a very devious smile had the courage to drag Han to the nearest room. The boys found the boy ruined and destroyed on the bed.

"Does it hurt?" Kun asked the naked boy kindly.

"No. He would never hurt me. Lee Know is my master, but Madam Sue dragged me here because the bar I was at took all the money he paid for me. She got nothing, so yeah." Jisung smiled through tears as Kun hugged the crying beauty tightly.

"Haechannie? Let's go darling." Madonna stood at the door with a smile.

"Mommy? Can I stay over today? I want to help Jisungie smile." Haechan cutely asked the lady that everyone knew who she was.

"Well......if Mark could live without you for one day then fine. I'll send the car in the morning. Take care of yourselves!" She chimed giggling as she left the boys. Haechan squealed hugging Jisung as tightly as possible.