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Being an omega in the games was concerning. Being an omega in heat was propably the worst thing that could happen to a player.
Gihun wasnt aware of that until Ali and Sae-byeok kept looking at him with concern and his skin felt uncomfortably itchy and warm. The moment his scent sweetened and some players eyes focused on him, the giant door of the dorms opened.
A group of armed guards walked up silently, ignoring the questioning eyes of the players and stopped right in front of a clueless Gi-Hun.
"456, follow me" one of the square guard modified voice commanded.
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When he was pulled on the pink room, his heat was at his peak. His eyes were glazed and nothing but pants and moans left him. Halfway during the walk, his legs wobbled so intensly that a guard just held him all the way.
He half registered the comfy bed he was placed in before his eyes were filled with pink, from the ceiling and the guards looming over him, only the black of their mask could be seen.
Multiple clothed hands were slowly creeping over his body making him lose his mind. A hand cupped his aching erection though his pants, massaging it almost gently while two hand poked and rubbed his clothed chest. He felt slick rolling in waves from the friction and the attention given to his burning body. His mouth was drooling and moaning helplessly.
He quickly came in his pants but that didnt stop their gropping, making him so sensitive. He trashed at the overstimulation but was quickly pinned to the bed and his clothes were ripped from him.
Two hands massaged his sensitive tighs making him yelp when they suddenly separated them. Now his puffy leaking hole and swollen balls were left open to anyone to see but Gihun couldnt care less.
He almost begged for someone to touch him down there despite already half sobbing from the mouths biting and sucking on his chest and the now gripping hold that captured his balls.
"F-Fuck! Ngh! please-"
They must have been tired of his voice because his mouth was suddenly stuffed and held open by a throbbing erection. It was the square guard, oozing Alpha pheromones. Gihun moaned over the member. He realized how he never have felt so desired in his life. His ex-wife would barely take care of him and after their divorce, he was left alone. The amont of attention on him right now only intensified the burning heat in his gut.
While Gihun was losing himself to pleasure, a tiny camera on the room was recording. On another side of the facility, VIPs were whisthling at the scene.
"Damn, I knew having omegas would be entertaining. I almost wish I could breed him myself." One chuckled when Gihun body torns in pleasure when a guard pushed his knot inside of him. His hitched breaths and cries vibrated through the speakers.
The frontman chuckled pleasantly at the VIPs but found himself drown to the images playing. His guards were hungry and not relenting despite the player's tears. He kept being bounced from one another, his hole dripping a mix of cum and slick. His aching member was forgotten cruely but his sensible tits were never given a break, making him sob uncontrollably. Inho smiled as he was the one commanding that they keep on playing with his brown nipples. 456 was always a cheerful, too naive man. According to his medical record, he never went into heat for the last decade. The only time he did was here, how fascinating.
He'll make sure that the man never forget this one.
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Despite being fucked in every way his body could possibly take, Gihun was hoping for more. He needed more.
When his stuffed mouth finished off one of the throbbing dick abusing it, he swallowed the cum and begged miserably for a kiss. It has been so long since he had been kissed.
He wasnt expecting the door of the room to open and a black guard to enter. He was wearing a black mask without any geometric sign, his fucked out wits registered.
The man stood in front of his sorry state, still being harshly penetrated by a pink muscular guard, nipples sucked by two others as if he was pregnant and milking.
The man gripped his face and pushed his fingers inside his mouth. His other hand slid on his neck and pinched his swollen glands making him howl brokenly. His ass tightened so hard the guard inside him huffed. He came deep inside him, and his knot made his trembling hole throb deliciously.
Inho growled at the display, catching the pit of drool coming from his little toy.
"Play with him some more, then blindfold him and bind him before you take him to the special suite." He commanded. "Make sure to clean him perfectly for our guests."
He patted patronizingly Gihun's face. The delirious man unconsciously leaned in the touch, shivering from the overwhelming amount of alpha pheromones. Despite his age, this made his arousal rise again, whining for more.
"Now, now. Don't be so impatient. The VIPs can't wait to take care of you. They prepared so many gifts and toys for you since you love being played with. They won't let anyone kiss you until you come to them."
Gihun sighed dreamingly at the man's words while the guard, fully empty now, let someone replace him. He didn't understood a thing except that he would be kissed. He almost begs for it but the endless stimulation of his painful nipples left him babbling nonsense.
The frontman admired the scene, Gihun body on all fours, two guards still teasing his chest at his command and puffed, red hole dripping. He runned his finger over it teasingly, earning himself a full body shiver. His clothed fingers thrust inside the omega so suddenly he had to catch the poor thing's hips up in the air to prevent him from falling.
"Such a pretty thing, so good for me..." he praised with disdain but the omega preened at the attention.
His fingers left the slicked entrance and rubbed their way from his tender balls to the omega's forgotten erection. He pumped gently the lenght, still supporting the sobbing man hips. It took no longer for the sensitive thing to cum.
"Good boy." He massaged one last time his round cheeks, thumbing absentmindedly Gihun's blinking hole with longing before standing. He gave a last nod to his eager employees and left the room.
On his way to the VIP lounge, Inho made his decision. When the VIPs' thirst for player 456 would be quenched, it would be his turn to pamper the man. Scenes and images flashed in his mind and a predatory smirk curved his lips.
Oh Seong Gihun, how unlucky you are.