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Gi-hun drank the soju in his glass in one gulp. The CEO of the company he had been dealing with for a long time told him to prepare a large sum of money, saying he would show him something very interesting. So he spent a lot of money to please him, but the place he was invited to was very strange. He was only able to visit the island after going through so many security systems and had to wear a weird mask. When he jokingly asked if they were due to participate in a wild party like Eyes Wide Shut (he had seen that movie on a plane recently. It had a brief scene where masked people were having obscene group sex.), the CEO shrugged and said that Gi-hun could do something like that if he wanted. Gi-hun laughed at the joke, but the place he entered wearing the deer mask was beyond imagination. People were acting as furniture, and there were well-built men and charming women busily pouring drinks in various costumes. Gi-hun had seen a lot of things in his long business career, but he was new to human furniture. He pretended to be calm, but he made a firm vow to himself he would never accept such an offer again if he left this place.
Gi-hun sat on the sofa in the far corner, sipping a drink and staring blankly at the people passing by. Soon, a man wearing a smile mask and a suit approached him. One side of the mask was painted red and the other side was painted blue. The man had a nice body and his movements were elegant.
"Would you like a drink?"
The man asked in a gentle voice. When Gi-hun nodded, he slowly poured cognac into the glass. Then the man, who had filled the glass halfway, knelt in front of Gi-hun. When Gi-hun looked at him with curious eyes, the man tilted his head slightly. For some reason, Gi-hun felt that the man was smiling behind the mask.
"Sir, you look bored. So if you don't mind, may I serve you some service?"
"Service…?"
The man lifted the mask up to the tip of his nose. The man's sharp jawline shone under the low light, and his captivating lips were revealed.
Then, the man, not caring about Gi-hun's flinch, politely placed Gi-hun's right shoe on his hand. And he took it off, and took off Gi-hun's sock, too.
Then he put Gi-hun's toes in his mouth and began licking them expertly.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Gi-hun barely managed to lower his voice and shouted. He almost kicked him, but the man didn’t let go of his hand that was holding Gi-hun's foot.
“Oh, my apologies. You’re surprised.”
His tone was not particularly apologetic.
“I forgot to ask. Would you forgive me for licking these beautiful feet with my dirty mouth?”
“Absolutely not.”
Gi-hun whispered loud enough for the man to hear.
“Do you prefer something other than feet? I’m sure I'm pretty good at it too.”
“I really don’t like either of them, so don’t touch.”
The man placed his cheek on Gi-hun’s calf like a cat and lightly rubbed it once. His lips curved seductively.
“If you try it once, you won’t regret it.”
“If you do that again-”
Gi-hun didn’t know what to say.
“-I’ll tell the frontman and have him cut your salary.”
The strength in the man’s shoulders went away a little.
"I've never heard such scary threat before."
He adjusted his mask again and looked up at Gi-hun.
"What kind of service would it take to satisfy you?"
Going home. Gi-hun thought about it, but didn't say it out loud.
"Just leave me alone is enough."
And after a while, when Gi-hun was quite drunk, the game started. Gi-hun was shocked. This was a crazy game where people died. He couldn't even imagine how he could enjoy something like this. What on earth did the CEO think of him? Gi-hun and he had gone to watch horse races together a few times, but wasn't this too different? This nightmare had to stop immediately. He was going to have to report this to the police.
He turned his head slightly and looked around. On another sofa, an animal mask was giggling with his feet on the human table. Another mask was even in a state of ecstasy with two alluring women. His eyes were fixed on the screen the whole time. Other masks were also absorbed in the game. Gi-hun wanted to get up and shout to stop, but he was already too drunk. He was sprawled on the sofa, only slurred words coming out of his mouth.
Anyway, It was fortunate that he was wearing a mask. The golden mask didn't let anyone know that he had his eyes closed. Gi-hun decided to shut his eyes tightly, thinking about what evidence he would need for the accusation.
***
Someone tapped Gi-hun's shoulder as he was nodding in sleep. Gi-hun was startled and raised his head. Someone in black was standing in front of him. It was the frontman.
"Are you awake?"
Gi-hun nodded awkwardly.
"Today's game is over. The other VIPs are resting in their respective rooms."
"Uh... Yes."
Not wanting to lie -‘It was a good game’ or ‘It was fun,’ Gi-hun just stayed still. The surroundings were definitely quiet, the staffs who were pouring alcohol around were no longer visible. The music had changed to something much quieter, filling the space.
The frontman lowered his head slightly.
"Was the game a little boring today? I'm embarrassed that this happened because of my carelessness."
The man was apologizing, but why did it sound like he was threatening? Maybe it was because of the voice changer on his frontman mask.
"Ah-no, I don't think so at all."
"As an apology, may I dare to offer you a little service?"
Service! Gi-hun had already experienced what 'service' was like here. He tried to say that he didn't need it, but the man's movements were faster. The man knelt in front of Gi-hun and used both hands to spread Gi-hun's knees apart. It was really a quick movement. The man slowly rubbed the mask's lips on Gi-hun's dick in a professional manner.
"I will do anything to satisfy you."
"What! Don't do this, please!"
The man asked gently.
"Do you prefer me to beg you desperately for this?"
"No, I'm not really that kind of person!!"
The frontman tilted his head a little more.
"-Oh, I see. Do you have a kink for rape situations?"
Gi-hun almost wanted to cry. For some reason, the staff here seemed to think that the VIPs, including Gi-hun, were psychopathic perverts. At least Gi-hun thought his tastes were very ordinary, but here, they seemed to see him as the pervert of the century - or at least they were trying to treat him that way. And the other person couldn't communicate with him. Gi-hun decided it would be better to just give him a rough answer and move on.
"-------Plus, I don't get turned on without handcuffs, a leash, and a blindfold. I just can't do it here. I think it's better to quit."
"You don't have to worry, VIP. We have everything here."
Damn.
"And I have an orgy fetish. I can't get turned on just with you!"
The frontman shook his head regretfully.
"...Obviously, I can't do that. For now. I deeply apologize."
Gi-hun desperately hoped that he would never have to talk about this with him again.
After an uncomfortable conversation with the frontman, Gi-hun, who was deeply exhausted, was guided back to his room.
The room was spacious and comfortable. The huge bed, which seemed to be three times the size of a regular king-size bed, was almost as soft as heaven.
Gi-hun thought that it had been a really long day.
He took a very long time to shower. There was beer in the fridge. He thought that he should drink a lot and go to bed quickly. But when he came out of the shower, he saw two men standing in front of the bed holding various things. They were so confident that Gi-hun was confused for a moment whether he had accidentally entered someone else's room.
The young and handsome man spread his arms wide in pride. The leather dog collar in his hand shook with his movements.
"I heard from the boss. You have such tastes. I will satisfy you perfectly before the game starts tomorrow. We will make this island the best memory for you."
The older man nodded with the utmost dignity a man holding a huge dildo in one hand could have.
"I've also prepared the rape situation play properly. - Tell me, deer. Did you have fun playing the hero?"
Gi-hun really, really, really wanted to go home.