'Nothing Like Us' taekook

" Jimin, stop yelling! For the love of God! I can't even hear myself thinking!" Jungkook, took the phone out of his ear due to his brother's shouting." I'm perfectly fine. Having a blast and you don't need to worry about me."

" Kim Jungkook if I find out you're not in Jeju but with him I'll smack your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for weeks." His squeaky, croaky voice in combination to his threat made Jungkook chuckled. Jimin would be coming second because Taehyung had already whipped his butt.

" Hyung! You're being unreasonable and assuming things that aren't true. I'm with my friends and that's the end of it."

" For your sake I hope that's true and you haven't done anything stupid."

" I haven't, I promise." he lied, feeling guilty keeping secrets from his hyung but he couldn't reveal the truth because he'd pressure him to leave or come find him. He would eventually tell him when he was ready to hear his scolding.

 Jimin pretended he bought his story but deep down he knew the truth." When are you coming back?"

Jungkook's face turned pale, remembering that this situation would soon come to an end." In three days.. I have to go now. I'm late for breakfast.Talk to you tomorrow..bye hyung!" 

" Kook.." Jimin couldn't finish his sentence because Jungkook had hung up the phone. He wouldn't think about the end now. He had three whole days and nights ahead of him to experience and cherish the moments with Taehyung.

The younger,still in bed under the covers,he refused to get up. It felt too lukewarm to even consider the possibility. He sighed and oddly didn't hurt that much. He turned to the other side, hugging the pillow tightly and yawning.

Taehyung was gone. He had left early in the morning for his office to attend an important meeting with a business associate and wouldn't return before lunch. The corner of his mouth quirked up thinking about last night. Taking the decision to leave today seemed foolish now since Taehyung had shown him he wanted him. No games. No unnecessary toys. Just pleasure. The way he sucked him yesterday, passionately, hungrily and aggressively told a lot to the younger.

Perhaps he was overthinking or overanalyzing an arduous situation and a complicated character but Jungkook's mind was over the moon. Although he knew their weird 'relationship' had an expiration date, he couldn't help but feel fulfilled and satisfied. After letting his hair down for a while, he decided to get up and have breakfast. He was starving! Standing up was way easier than the previous times so was walking to the bathroom.

He indulged himself in a hot ,relaxing bath,wore a comfy shirt and went straight to the kitchen. Making Korean pancakes was so much fun but eating them was better. He drank his banana milk, washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and moved to the living room. He called and talked to his friends, some colleagues from work and watched TV but got bored.

He huffed, placing and stretching his legs on the coffee table." What do we do now, Jungkook?" he asked himself, pouting and suddenly got the craziest idea. He marched up the staircase, swinging his hips and straight to the session room. He wanted to take a closer look at the toys. Taehyung had a huge collection of bdsm equipment that Jungkook couldn't recognise. A massive variety of dildos and vibrators in different sizes, shapes and colours. Gags and blindfolds,whips and lashes, floggers. Cock rings and pumps. The list was endless and oddly arousing because some of these things were used on him or in him.

His gaze wandered around the room and landed on a specific piece. He felt his cock twitching as soon as his fingers touched and caressed the object,which looked like a saddle with a vibrating dildo on it and a remote control.He bit his lips, moaning and stroking his hard-on, as it was growing bigger and harder. His breathing turned heavier and his heartbeat faster. He had no idea what possessed him to place the object in the middle of the room and fetch a set of vibrating nipple clamps and a black, double dildo from the stand, remove his shirt and adjust the clamps on his bubs,taking in the pleasure they offered him.

With his legs on each side,he got on top of it, drooling on the magnificent dildo and without any preparation he slowly inserted it inside his twitching hole." Oh God..oh yes yes.." he screamed and moaned at the raw,pleasurable invasion and the sweet pain,adjusting the speed at high level. The dildo vibrated inside his tight walls while he was bouncing. Legs bent on the floor, hands on his thighs.

It was so powerful and assertive fucking on it. Having his sensitive spot brutally attacked in combination with the clamps was exhilarating.

" Fuck me master..please..fuck me..I want you..ravage me..please.." he moaned as his hands grabbed the double dildo from the floor. He gave vertical kitten licks, sucked the balls and immediately plunged in his drooling mouth, trying to fit it all in. He coughed when hitting his throat and his stomach stirred but shoved it deeper as if he was sucking Taehyung 's huge cock. Strings of saliva oozing out of his widely opened mouth on his neck and chest.

As the bounces turned sloppier and faster so was him sucking on the dildo sensing his climax approaching, his dick hopping and dripping precum on the saddle. Panting, out of control, moaning and whimpering ecstatic, he threw away the dildo, gripped Taehyung's shirt, hugging , rubbing and sniffing his manly scent.

" Master..pound me..harder.." he kept bouncing on the saddle , thrashing his prostate." Wreck..my..hole..master..ruin me..for good.. I'm cumming..oh fuck!"

His orgasm hit his body like a bolt of lightning, arching his back, titling his head and letting out a painful growl from the heartfelt stimulation. He didn't stop. He continued fucking himself till he was wary and exhausted from cumming. Unable to do anything else, he got off the saddle, crawled to bed and laid there, trying to calm his hectic breathing till he dozed off.

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Taehyung had a demanding, stressful morning. The three meetings he had so far had drained him mentally and he was on the verge of sending them all to bloody hell. The other party objected to every suggestion they presented, screwing up his mood. He wanted to get this over with and go home. Back to Jungkook.

Having a short break in his office and enjoying  a cup of mint tea,he found the opportunity to check up on Jungkook. What he witnessed was a huge blow for his mentality. Jungkook, in the session room, naked with clamps on his nipples, bouncing on a vibrating saddle while sucking on a double dildo.

He gulped on thin air, breaths clogged in his dry throat and his fucken chest was working overtime,panting like crazy. That boy was a freaking revelation! An uncontrolled source of lustful,lewd acts.His cock hardened to the point it begged to be released from the tightness of his pants.

" FUCK! FUCK!" he grunted, gnashing his teeth and rolling his eyes to the back. His hand stroked the aching cock above his clothes,seeking to be satisfied. So he stood up, phone in his hand and locked himself in the bathroom.

He placed the phone across him on the counter and leaning against the wall, he unzipped his pants, pulled them down with his boxer and grabbed his dick, pumping it. His other hand,reached under his beige shirt squeezing and pinching his nipples in turns. Jungkook was moaning and whimpering ecstatic, screaming as he was hopping on the dildo, calling for him. His vulnerable and submissive side, the erotic solace he exuded was intoxicating.

He was thinking of him and no one else. His master. It escalated his longing and the trembling in his entire body was overwhelming.

His thumb pressed the tip, making him hiss from bliss, biting his lips." Fuck on my cock whore.. let it wreck your hole..stretch your fucken tight ass.." he swallowed a loud roar, pumping his cock and observing the younger sniffing his shirt and reaching his highs he finally came loads on his hand and floor.

His body panged, breathes came out in gasps trying to come to terms with the cruel reality he was battling to suppress for so long. Their relationship was far and beyond master and slave. It was deeper and more profound in a way that scared the living shit out of him!

He wanted Jungkook in all ways possible. And if he was willing to accept him,live with him, Taehyung had every intention of compromising. Put aside his fears and doubts and live the experience. He was selfish, yes.

He wanted it all.

And he was damn well going to have it.

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" Get up! On your knees whore!" 

Jungkook roared into wakefulness,jolting upright before he knew what had woken him. His eyes took in every ray of light pouring through the next room and every sound, realizing the presence of an angry, half naked Taehyung, within spitting distance.

In a half disoriented state, head buzzing and a faded discomfort on his chest. The clamps! He was still wearing them! He felt whim- whams at the prospect of the man knowing what he was up to while at work.

" I gave you an order. Do you dare defy me?" he shrilled, thrashing a spanking paddle on the mattress.

Jungkook got on his knees and Taehyung's hand gripped his hair, fingers squeezing tightly, towering over him, oozing such brutal dominance it was highly arousing.

" Taehyung I.." 

" Shut your filthy mouth, whore. It's only good to suck my cock and be used as a cum dump. I'm your master." he pointed out, growling.

Remaining in a hazy mist, Jungkook sensed his cock twitching at the degrading words and was profoundly turned on, absorbing the bracing delight of his depredation. How could he be horny all the time? It was damn frustrating.

Taehyung swerved his hand causing a loud hiss coming out of his mouth as the man stuffed his phone in front of the younger 's face.

" Who have you permission to touch and use my toys to fuck your slutty, horny ass?" he gnarled, turned on by Jungkook's randy, lascivious expression. Flushed cheeks, hang open mouth, chest throbbing and down there..cock standing up and his heart skipped a beat or two and stomach twisted.

The younger cursed and scolded his stupid carelessness in his head, watching his image on the screen, fucking on the saddle, sucking the dildo, sniffing the shirt." I'm..sorry..it won't happen again..master." He was oblivious to the fact Taehyung had installed cameras around the house, monitoring and recording his every move. If he had known he wouldn't act so careless.

" Damn right whore! You belong to me. I get to decide when and how you'll get fucked. Do I make myself clear?" 

Jungkook nodded."Yes.." His cheeks were on fire, feeling embarrassed.

" Good.Crawl to that table,lie and lift your ass up. Time for your punishment." he instructed the boy whose eyes widened in terror and excitement. He was seriously demented because his next action was utterly abnormal. 

He hugged him in despair,folding his arms around his ass, stuffing his face on Taehyung's cock, getting a whiff of his manly scent." Please..just fuck me..It hurts too much.." he stammered intoxicated and aroused, plucking his boxer.

The man felt a knot in his stomach and struggled for breath. A part of him was willing to grant his wish and fuck the shit out of him but the other, dipped in cruelty and selfishness refusing to acknowledge the power of change in him, had to teach him a lesson. Show him his master. Instinctively,he unfolded the boy's hands, jogging him away.

" I detest following orders. Do as I say. Crawl!" 

Jungkook slinked on the cold floor, reached the black table, laid on his chest and lifted his ass up ready for his punishment, clawing at the edge of the surface. He held his breath and squeezed his teeth when the first paddle smacked his ass. 

" Count and say sorry master." 

" One.. sorry master.." he cried out in pain and pleasure.

" Two.. sorry master.." 

" Thr..three.. sorry..master."

The spanking and counting continued until they reached ten. Taehyung hadn't used all his strength but rather mild force not wanting to hurt him more than necessary. What he didn't expect and was astounded was Jungkook's moans of pleasure mixed with weeps and his cock twitching uncontrollably. It made his skin crawl and dick harder. Oh they were made for eachother!

" Since you love fucking on machines I have another one for you and your slutty hole." He moved next to him, grabbed his head and tongue kissed him. Jungkook gasped through the kiss, struggling to breathe with the man's tongue raiding his wet cavity, swirling and thrusting till the depths of his throat. The boy took in immense satisfaction from the lustful kiss, pupils dilated, body shivering and moans transferred to Taehyung's mouth matching his.

The older's lips detached from Jungkook's trailed his neck and back and ended up on his ass. Jungkook wriggled, tossing his head back at the  sensation of the moist tongue licking the freshly made wounds and his aching hole. 

Taehyung suddenly rotated him and carried him to a corner next to the bed as he positioned him on the dildo machine on his back, legs up, spread and strapped. Hands down and buckled in thick leather cuffs. His head upside down.The dildo between his thighs, facing his awaiting hole. The older lubed the dildo and entrance well, setting it into motion and ploughed inside forcefully at high speed. 

Jungkook screamed at the intrusion that ramped his arousal up and began moaning to the feeling of being violently hammered. His cock, hard and upright,oozed precum on his flat belly, hopping at the movements of the dildo thrashing his prostate and ravaging what was left of his mentality.

" Are you enjoying having the dildo fucking your ass? "Taehyung stood above his head witnessing the drooling of his widely opened mouth, blowing gasps. His foggy eyes gave the impression he was utterly disconnected and disoriented,choked in paralyzing bliss. 

" Master.." he clipped his words." Master..it..feels..so good..so good.." his weeping and mumbling continued at the same pace. Taehyung was pleased to give him exactly what he desired.

"I don't want to hear a peep out of you whore.Got that?" His warning wrecked the only thread holding Jungkook sane before surrendering. It was too late to hold back. Too late to bridle the urge to let go.

His hole brutally battered, his prostate ruthlessly thrashed,his body cricking and jerking uncontrollably and his orgasm threatening to crumble down his entire existence." Cumming.. I'm.. cumming.."  He exploded, spewing spurts of semen all over his belly and chest, laboring for breath.

Taehyung was jerking off and sucking in the boasted and fragile expression on the younger as he was cumming loads for him. Only him.. always him and flying into a rage for his clear disobedience and his own dreadful state, he grabbed his hair groaning.

" I warned you to keep your filthy mouth shut." He shoved his dick inside the warm mouth, thrusting in a frenzy so deep it choked the younger who coughed and dripped saliva on his eyes and forehead. Taehyung kept skull fucking him and earsplitting, gruffy howls and yaps thundred the room, while pumping his huge load in the younger 's mouth, brimming out as he swallowed most of if it.

Jungkook gasping for air, heartbeat racing and his cock swelling, pulled the cuffs his hands were tied in, the chains rattling, trying to touch Taehyung's dick. 

" No touching whore. You've been disobedient and your punishment isn't over." He walked past him and stood between his legs." I hope you enjoyed your last time cumming tonight." 

He fetched a black vibrator and a cock ring, switched the vibrator on and bent slightly to put the ring on the aching cock. Jungkook's constant whining didn't bother him as he wrapped it around the shaft, stopping the younger 's ejaculation.

Taehyung felt profoundly satisfied watching him struggling as the vibrator began rubbing in circles around the jittery hole and then on the tip of his dick. The boy whimpered and stirred,the chains clattered and he tried to crop up his head but from the position he was it was impossible.

" Please..master..it..hurts.. want..to cum..please.." he implored, sobbing like a baby. The need to cum was fogging his mind, driving him crazy.

" Master is very disappointed in you." He shook his head as an idea popped up and he leered.Another test." If you can't handle it..I have a proposal for you. I can unstrap you, prepare me for another slave and watch me fuck..I might even bring you a dom and let him fuck you as long as you need..since you crave for dicks so much. How does that sound?" 

Jungkook's heart bled and shredded to tiny pieces while a beeping sound left his mouth." NO! NO! DON'T WANT TO! NO!" he sniffled at the ludicrous prospect. He didn't want another man touching him or watching Taehyung fuck a woman. The man belonged to him. He could be an obedient sub and accept any punishment.

Taehyung wasn't expecting anything less from him and he wasn't  stupid to carry out his threat. He wouldn't share Jungkook with anyone. Ever!"Good. Because I hate sharing what's mine. No man or woman will ever touch you.Be a good boy and take your punishment.Ok?" 

Jungkook nodded, sighing heavily." Ok.." His words gave such a thrill and his face was involuntarily beaming.

The older continued the teasing and torment of his hole and cock with the vibrator whilst the poor boy was clenching his teeth to endure it. Apart from the discomfort and disability to reach an orgasm , the ordeal filled him with satisfaction. The continuous hammering of his ass, the clamps pressing his nipples and the teasing of his cock drove him to the edge. But no complaint left his mouth. 

At the same time, Taehyung was touching himself, jacking off his throbbing cock moaning in ecstasy and smearing his loads on the younger 's body until it was covered in cum. His cock, stomach, chest, neck and face. Jungkook was drowning in cum, wrapped in warmth and wetness. Sticking his tongue out to get some of the drops dripping on his face and taste the outcome of Taehyung's longing for him.

" Cum.. cum..on my..face..master..cum.. please.."

" Only master can fuck you. Nobody else. Your body and soul are mine to have. Mine to use. No more touching yourself when I'm not around. You cum only with my permission." He gripped his chin." Got it?" he snarled,pumping his cock tight in front of the boy's face.

" Yes..only..with.. master's..perm.. permission." he gasped , shaking from the savage ordeal, jutting out his tongue to taste master's cum as he granted him a glorious facial.

As the hours passed, Taehyung was battling to restrain his wild instincts and Jungkook to tame his urges. He was trapped in a euphoria in spite of the excruciating pain from holding back. The words were locked in his throat, uncontrollable whimpers and moans escaped and his eyes heavy and dark. Lost..he was utterly lost.

The man understood his prolonged suffering and eventually gave up. He took out the ring and clamps, unstrapped his cuffs and slowly removed the dildo. The younger 's hole was red and swollen. Grabbing him by the wrists he helped him sit upright and kissed him. Gently, affectionately but with passion, cupping his fluffy cheeks but Jungkook didn't hug him. His body was numb and stiff, joints and muscles hurt like hell and his mindset was screwed up.

The man's chest twinged and expression sweetened. He carefully wrapped the boy's arms around his neck, hooked his legs on his waist as Jungkook's head flopped on his chest. The cum had dried out and he was exuding his master's scent. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. So he held him tightly, spreading small kisses on his hair and took him to bed. He laid down, back leaning against the headboard and Jungkook on top of him, hearing his intense heartbeat.

He heard soft snores and realized the boy had nodded off. He laid him face down on the bed, cleaned his wounds, applied ointment and observed him sleeping. To be honest, he was very handsome in a stunning way, he had purposely neglected to observe.

 He tangled his long fingers in the boy's wet, messed hair, gently stroking and wrapping some strays around his finger. It felt so perfect and familiar in a sense he couldn't comprehend. It was exultant and fulfilling and joyful..it calmed him.

He had no idea his lips had curved into a smile. An actual beaming smile, a beautiful, boxy smile, not until the muscles on his jaw began hurting. He jumped on his feet, confused and baffled, to what the bloody hell possessed him to smile. It was a well forgotten, unfamiliar act that reminded him of the past..his happy life before..He jogged the memories out of his head, grabbed a cigarette from inside his drawer and walked out on the balcony.

He always felt the need to stay on top of things. Stretching back to that period of his life was pointless.He took a puff of smoke inside his burning lungs and straightened his posture. He had promised himself that under no circumstances would he think of the past and yet here he was breaking it.

 He turned around catching a glimpse of sleeping Jungkook and his heart throbbed. His body caught fire just by looking at him and not even the cold breeze whipping him could erase the sizzling lava inside him. He had to leave. Let him go. Free him. His mind knew it. His body said otherwise..his heart? Did he even have a heart? Could he feel pain and loss? He wasn't sure anymore. He doubted everything and everyone. And he shouldn't. He wasn't cut out for this shit.

Thanks to that boy on his bed.

His sub. 

His slave..but was he really?

Who was the real master and who was the actual slave?

Taehyung knew, deep inside, he had to regain control of his life.

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The previous night was a living, breathing nightmare for Taehyung, tossing and turning in bed as he couldn't sleep a wink. Questioning his life's choices and decisions wasn't an option unless he wanted to maintain the vicious, notorious character he had spent years building, had kept him alive and his enemies feared him like the devil itself.

He refused to go back to that naive boy who had high hopes and expectations for the future only to be crushed in the cruelest way or show the least bit of affection for anyone rather than his own flesh and blood. His brother. His love and tenderness was meant only for him. No slave, man or woman, would change that,claiming it for themselves. 

He couldn't and wouldn't allow Jungkook to deprive him of the only stability in his miserable excuse for a life! He was so fucken pissed. At Jungkook. At himself. His weakness. At everything. The only way to put an end to his mad obsession and torment was extreme. But so was he. He had to show Jungkook who the master was! Make it perfectly clear. He deliberately wanted to hurt him and stopped at nothing. No matter the price.

He got out of bed, hit the shower, wore a pair of black, tight jeans and a black V neck T-shirt and angry as he was he got a vibrating egg from a side drawer in the session room,walked behind sleeping Jungkook and without warning he inserted it in his hole and turned on the controller switch. Jungkook whisked in his sleep, didn't open his eyes and whined but when Taehyung set it on high speed he abruptly turned around and fell flat on the ground, fizzling.

" Get on your feet, whore. You've had enough rest." There was no hint of affection in his cold,withering tone that gave Jungkook chills.

" Taehyung?" Jungkook rubbed his eyes, yawning and tried to snap out of the fogginess of his peaceful sleep.

" I'm not Taehyung to you. You'll address me as master from now on. On your feet, you pathetic whore. You've got work to do."

Jungkook sighed heavily. I guess his punishment wasn't over and he had more to endure. Supporting his palms on the bed, he stood up with great difficulty but that peculiar sensation in his butt was growing by the second. His hand reached behind his back and down his ass and something was sticking out. 

What the actual fuck was inside him? It made the sensitive walls of his ass pulsate and wetter with each vibration. It was buzzy and ticklish and soon the thrumming vibrations were hitting his prostate stimulating him.

" An egg vibrator. It stays there all day. You're only allowed to remove it when you use the bathroom." He snapped his fingers pointing at the room around him." You'll clean the rooms on this floor and move downstairs. I need the house to shine." He hid his hands inside his ass pockets and strutted to the door like a fucken king." I'm expecting a guest."

Jungkook hurriedly spoke without thinking."What guest? Who's coming?" He dreaded the idea of someone seeing him like this. Half naked and stinking. Could he possibly  have invited another..man? Taehyung wouldn't do that. It was too cruel. The shivers down his spine were now from fear. Pure fear. Even if that was the case Jungkook wasn't weak. He'd fight and ran.

Taehyung threw a sideway glance but evaded looking directly at him out of..of what? Fear of losing the guts to act like a fucking bastard?Of taking one look in his big, doe eyes and seeing his pain? Assuming there was pain.."Don't ask questions. Wear one of my shirts,clean the house,cook and when my guest arrives you'll..assist." his monotonous,neutral tone was giving bad vibes to the younger.

Jungkook was petrified. His knees felt weak and head spinning,seeking support on the bedside table. He was feeling his stomach muddling like he wanted to throw up. The first thought was to have a hot bath to get rid of the stickiness and awful smell of his body. However he had chores to do, so he would drop tons of sweat cleaning the whole mansion and decided to finish his work and then shower.

He knew he could leave at any time. He didn't have to obey any of his orders. He could easily punch his handsome face and walk away. He had done it before. Why stay then?

Simple. He enjoyed being bossed around, got pleasure from Taehyung's dominance and from obeying his crazy demands.

 After washing his face,brushing his teeth and combing his restless hair, he wore one of the man's shirts and started tidying. Anything  to distract his attention from the egg vibrating in his ass in slow motion.Making the beds, cleaning the windows, mopping and sweeping. 

Finishing the upper floor and with the damn thing in his hole,causing his cock to twitch and leak precum, sticking on the white fabric creating a mess, he was exhausted and panting heavily. Not to mention his stomach was growling from hunger. Taehyung wouldn't allow him to eat before completing his task.

He moved down the stairway repeating the same things he had done upstairs but didn't approach the study knowing Taehyung was there working. Around lunch time, worn out he prepared lunch and heard languid footsteps coming his way.

Jungkook took one good look at the handsome man exuding dominance, power and sexuality,marching inside the kitchen and compared it to him. Reeking sweat, body sticking,face tired,eyes dipped in black circles. He felt ugly.

" I've made lunch." He set the table, serving generous portions and as he was about to sit Taehyung spoke up.

" Go to that corner and eat. You don't get to sit with your master." His index finger pointed at the corner by the window, at the other side of the kitchen. Jungkook plogged his feet,pouting and holding his bowl. He had lunch standing up,legs and body trembling from the vibrator in his ass and wondering what the hell he was still doing there! He could simply throw the bowl of hot tamen on his big head and walk away. Taehyung had a weird effect on him. Blocked his logic. Penetrated his mind and confused his thoughts.

Taehyung carried on eating the delicious meal his sub had prepared, boasting with pride for his achievement and form of punishment on him. There was, however, that peculiar clenching in his stomach that insisted but as usual he dismissed it.

The younger struggled to stay still, finish his meal and hold back his moans from the vibrations while all he wanted was to finally cum. He couldn't take it anymore.

Taehyung got up and took one good look at him, sneering. Teaching him a lesson not to mess with the master was his primary concern. Showing him that being disobedient and requesting more than given was lesson number two.

" Go upstairs, last door on the left. Prepare the room for my guest. I need it ready in ten minutes. After you finish,return here,stay in your corner until I call for you." 

The younger gnashed his teeth and cursed, wanting nothing more than to tell him to fuck off. Instead he nodded, completely surprised by his reaction. Why did he feel the need to comply with the most ludicrous demands? He was certain by now that Taehyung had some kind of magic spell on him or perhaps it was his own desire to be dominated. He was seriously fucked up!

After completing his task he went back to his corner and stood there. The shaking of his body increased and so was his need to cum. He squeezed his legs together,bit his lips and sighed heavily but didn't dare touch himself knowing Taehyung could be watching him through the cameras. He had no idea how long he was standing and his feet hurt when he heard the doorbell ring and Taehyung calling him.

With great effort he shuffled his wary feet to the living room only to stop dead in his tracks. A beautiful, young lady with long, straight black hair was next to the man. Her short, white coat left her slim legs exposed and the serenity in her face gave him chills. Who was she? What was she doing there? 

" What are you standing there? Take her coat." the man scolded him. The younger, like in a haze, approached and took her coat only to deal with an unpleasant surprise. The woman was in her lacy, red underwear and nothing else.

" Master, where do I go?" Her sweet, velvety voice echoed like claps of thunder in Jungkook's head.

" Upstairs, last door to the left." 

She nodded and marched up the stairs swinging her perfectly shaped hips in a provocative way.

Jungkook went to pieces. Taehyung had brought another woman in his house, which he made him clean, to..to..he knew what they would be doing in that room yet his mind refused to say it. What the man spoke quietly in his ears made him whimper.

" Let this be a lesson to you. You don't have special rights. You don't own me.You're just another sub.You'lll get to watch.. Come up or else.."It was a direct threat on his behalf, filling the boy with fear. He was scared of him and his actions for the first time. Not even when he was doing unspeakable things to his body did he feel intimidated.

Taehyung went to the upper floor and Jungkook collapsed. He was forced to watch the man he loved, because he did love him or else why would stay there with him,fuck a woman. Right in his presence.

He gulped, touching his stomach, searching for a way out. But where would he go? How would he leave? He was practically naked, barefoot, no money, no nothing. He didn't know where his backpack was. And even if he ran where would he go?He was trapped.

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The man looked inside the room but it was empty. Where the hell was that woman? He went out into the corridor searching every room and observing the door of his bedroom half opened, he walked in. The woman was in his session room, drooling over his toys.

He flipped. She had no right being there. It was his and Jungkook's room. He made it for him. Bought the toys for him. Fucked him there. It was filled with his scent. His moans. His screams of pleasure. It belonged to Jungkook.

He gripped her wrist, growling and practically dragged her out and she flinched." WHO THE FUCK TOLD YOU TO COME HERE?NEVER DO IT AGAIN OR I'LL KILL YOU!"

The woman shivered at his forceful pull and threats and mumbled sorry, shaking. She was dragged into the other room and thrown down. She lowered her head, hands to the side, waiting for the master's instructions.

" JUNGKOOK UPSTAIRS NOW." he yelled, ruffling his hair with his heart pounding. When ,minutes later, witnessed the boy entering in a dreadful state, he was like a cat on hot bricks. He didn't know what to do. How to do it. He was baffled and disgusted, mostly with himself. Acting like a fucken bastard because for the first time he experienced fear. Actual fear. The one that rips out your heart. Makes you shiver. Knots your stomach.He was scared to death.

The younger blinked rapidly,trying to make sense of the scene unfolding as the words he wanted to speak jumbled in his throat. The room spun around him, making it impossible to focus on anything. Befuddled and disconcerted, battling to grasp what would follow. The sight of the woman in a sitting position expecting  master's orders was heartbreaking.

His stomach churned, a wave of nausea wrapped him and he winced , feeling sick and pained and stirred all at once. He stepped back seeking support on the wall, falling away from the world..away from him. 

The woman began unbuckling her bra, biting her red lips and moaning.

Jungkook refused to watch, tossing his head to the side, mouth quivering and tears brimming down his pale face.His breathing labored, palms sweaty, heart about to burst out of his throbbing chest or split open , hand tingly and numb. He was having a heart attack.

He had to go. Run. Run as far away as possible. Enough was enough. He was trapped in a web of deceit,lies,humiliating sex, degrading behavior and had lost his dignity. He was a human being but treated like a worthless piece of flesh. Animals were treated better than him. 

Having hardcore sex was exhilarating and thrilling. Participating in strange games was fine but this..this was appalling and hurtful and tearing him apart. He didn't deserve it. He deserved love and affection and tenderness.This was sick!

He let out a grating snarl and went off in a huff.

Taehyung panicked and cursed out loud, balling his fists and thrashing them on the small table in the middle of the room, breaking it in half,flipping it along with everything getting in his way." Stupid bastard! What the fuck are you doing? " He didn't have time to think and reflect on his twisted actions. He had to stop Jungkook. Bring him back.

" JUNGKOOK! JUNGKOOK PLEASE COME BACK." he blurted, running after him in a frenzy.

Jungkook ran down the staircase, removing and flipping the egg across the room,ignoring the man's shouts, opened the door and fled, barefoot with only a shirt on. The cold wind pricked against his body while running through the garden, between dense bushes and thorny flowers. His feet were sore, sending tremendous shockwaves up his body as he tripped at a stone and fell flat on his stomach, scratching his knees and palms, drops of blood oozing on the muddy dirt and him shouting and crying like a baby. 

He quickly jumped on his aching feet and kept running and running to nowhere. The only thing he wanted was to get away from that place. From him. Suddenly, he crashed on something solid and strong.

Taehyung. 

The man was blocking his way, looking miserable and steeped in guilt. He pushed him aside, the man gripped his wrist, Jungkook shoved him again using his bleeding hand, hissing to the pain and yelling.

" LET ME GO! GET OUT OF MY WAY! I WANT TO LEAVE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU'RE SICK!" he snarled, sobbing and panting, hitting his chest with his fist.

" Jungkook please calm down.."

" NO! I DON'T WANT TO! I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A MONSTER!" He tried to escape his grip and realizing he couldn't he sunk his teeth in his skin, biting him hard but Taehyung didn't flinch. His gaze was glued to the bloody hands and scraped knees. He felt dizzy and shaky at the side of Jungkook's blood. V was never scared of blood. On the contrary he had tortured and killed many in the most savage way and got pleasure from it. But his blood was something he couldn't handle.

" Blood.." he purred." You're.. bleeding.."

" Why do you even care? Go back to your woman..slave..sub or whatever the fuck she is leave me the fuck alone." Before he understood what was happening Taehyung had picked him up,secured him into his arms and carried him inside.

" No. I don't want to go back. Leave me alone asshole! Get your hands off! Go fuck her and forget about me cause I'll sure as hell gonna forget about you." His shouting and protests, the stirring in his embrace were obviously ignored and the man carried on walking till they were both safely inside the house.

He placed him on the couch, his stretched legs on the table and quickly fetched the first aid kit. When coming back he caught him right before he sneaked out." Sit on the couch. You're bleeding." 

" Fuck you Kim! I don't take orders from you anymore." He swiftly moved towards the door, reaching for the handle, his body hurting so badly he wanted to scream but Taehyung picked him up, threw him on his left shoulder, Jungkook flipping his legs up and down and flopped him on the couch again.

" You're not going anywhere before I treat you." His hand was trembling, cleaning his cuts and scratches with a mild soap,noticing the hissing and quiver in his body. In gentle moves he applied antibiotic ointment and covered them with bandages. He could finally breathe.

" Does it hurt? Should I call a doctor?" If Jungkook wasn't so mad he would have detected the worry in his jittery voice.

" Don't act like you give a rat's ass. I don't need your fake concern." he boomed, pulling his hand from Taehyung's grip." You made me tidy the house and brought her here, forcing me to watch you..fucking her..I knew you were sick..I didn't know how much. That was low, even for you." he huffed in a scornful tone, pouring out his frustration and rage." Give me my things, I'll be on my way and you can go back to fucking your new sub all night long."

For once in his life Taehyung was left speechless and unable to form the right words and weasel out of a difficult position. Jungkook was right. He was sick and twisted and obsessed. Using the wrong choice to teach him a lesson and keep the control over his neatly written life,ending up hurting not only Jungkook but himself in the process.

He wouldn't of course fuck that insignificant woman, just use her to show him he was in charge of everything. Convince himself the situation within him hasn't changed. That he didn't have any sort of feelings for Jungkook and remained emotionally crippled and profoundly irrational.Now the damage was irredeemable.Taehyung got what he hoped for,Jungkook would disappear and he could stick to his guns.

At that moment the prospect of that happening was stripping him of oxygen,giving him a gnawing feeling in his stomach." I wasn't going to.." 

Jungkook raised his hand, dismissing his explanations." I get it. You hate me. You're sick to your stomach just by seeing me. You fucked me to teach me a lesson and get it out of your system. Now you know how it feels to fuck a guy in every way possible. His body, mind, soul. I hope it was worth screwing the man you detest." He stretched his legs a bit, ready to take them down from the table and leave." Tell me where my things are and I'm gone. Your slave is waiting…probably too horny to have her pussy fucked by..the master." he blurred out in an obvious mocking voice.

" Jungkook.." 

The younger, choked on a laugh,which hurt his entire body." I mean less to you than a stray dog.You might show him some kind of affection and interest.Throw him a bone or give him water. You'd probably throw me in the bottom of the ocean praying the sharks would rip my flesh..I'm nothing to you but a sleazy, pathetic whore who cares how many dicks he takes up his ass. Well, I'll save the trouble of getting rid of me. I'll go. Don't worry. Give me my things and I'm off." 

Taehyung tangled his fingers in his hair as a heavy sigh left his lips. " You're in no condition to leave. You're hurt."

" Spare me the bullshit Taehyung. If you think that by torturing me more you'll break me.. I'm already broken and bleeding.Job well-done. You should be proud of yourself. Ruining my life. Destroying the scarce hope I had for my life. At least give me the chance to save the last shred of dignity I could have. Let me go." It wasn't a plea but a declaration of his need to hold on to a piece of his soul intact. He owed him that much.

But the man was selfish. He didn't know what he really wanted, changing his mind time after time and he wanted it all. To have him and to reject him. To own him on his terms. To keep him for as long as he needed him. And then? What would happen after Jungkook completely surrendered to him and his will? He had no answers. No explanations. What started as revenge for his brother ended up as a need he couldn't understand. All he knew was that when Jungkook was around him, his logic went down the drain.

The younger was exhausted, hurting inside out.

" What more do you want from me Taehyung? How much longer will you torment me to be satisfied? I'm done. I'm so done..I can't do this any longer.. It kills me. I'm dead inside.." He looked straight into Taehyung's eyes, wondering if there was something other than hate and resentment but what he saw frightened him. They were dead, lifeless. And he knew..that man would never give him love. Would never love him because he was simply incapable of any form of emotions.

The man held his hands tightly and bending closer to his face he kissed him. It wasn't aggressively passionate or revengeful but soft and gentle without any tongue. Just his lips touching Jungkook's like a warm breeze fondles the trees.

 Jungkook melted. Broke into billions of pieces scattered in the wind and put back together. His heart fluttered and stomach filled with butterflies having a ball. For a second he closed his eyes enjoying the moment and then got his senses back,pushed him, raised his hand and slapped him.

" Don't ever do that again! EVER!" he snubbed at him, slapping him for the second time and hissed at the pain the slaps brought to his palm.

The older,insisted despite Jungkook 's violent reaction and kissed him once again, more aggressively this time. The younger scrunched his lips stubbornly refusing to participate and submit to him as the man forcefully parted them and pushed his tongue inside. His hand grasped tightly on the tiny waist, pulling him closer and his other hand brushed through the messy hair, gripping them. 

While Taehyung 's tongue wriggled the honeyed mouth the younger 's will was sustaining a huge blow and tried to shove him with his aching palms, pressing his chest to break free.Taehyung was stronger and seemed pointless to think he'd succeed so he bit his lower lip so hard it bled.

The older pulled back, dark,red blood stained his lips and his finger moved and wiped a few blots,licking them." Bite me again if you want. Do it hard.. I'll take anything you give me." He pressed their lips together, his blood smeared both their mouths blending with their saliva, keeping on with the kiss.

Jungkook, feeling his body burning from the fever of desire ,the fog messing his logic, waived at the fervit and assertive power of the kiss and responded with the same passion, allowing the man's tongue to explore his mouth and tangled with his. He pressed his upper body on Taehyung's and cloaked his arms around his neck, taking pleasure in what he was offering. Probably the last thing he'd get from him before losing him forever.

The moment was interrupted by a voice in the distance. " Master..are you coming?"

Taehyung turned his head,saw the woman coming down the stairs totally naked and instinctively covered Jungkook with his body blocking his vision to protect him and his eyes squirted turning dark.He detested the thought of the younger seeing her like that.

" Put some clothes on woman!" he snubbed at her audacity to run around naked in his house.

" But master.. I'm waiting and it hurts.." She rubbed her pussy,licking her lips and her gaze seemed lost.

Her act and words infuriated Taehyung,who was angrier at himself and his stupidity to bring her here in the first place." We're done. Get your things and go! Now!"

" Please.. master.I'm here to serve you..and I don't mind if he watches..or joins us." she moaned, still rubbing herself.

Taehyung wanted to puke at the absurd proposal. His stomach swished and the veins in his neck popped up as surges of wrath were struggling to gush out." Shut your mouth! He's off limits to you! Get out of my house!" 

The woman obviously got scared of the anger in his eyes and ran upstairs. Jungkook had forgotten about her presence and the reason for being there. What an idiot! Kissing him after the way he treated him. He pushed Taehyung 's body and jumped up,still dizzy from his ordeal and disgusted at his own weakness.

" I'm leaving too. Maybe we can share a cab with your new.. friend."

" Don't be ridiculous. She's leaving. You're staying."Taehyung announced and grabbed his wrist pulling him back on the couch." Ok I admit. It was stupid of me to bring her here. I don't know why I did it.."

" To hurt me. Show me I mean nothing to you. Well fine! Point taken. What more do you want? How much more will you hurt me? When will it be enough for you?" The tears threatening to brim down his face stubbornly refused to come out.

The man had no answers. He was between a rock and a hard place, trapped in his own web of lies and deception. Behaving childish and immaturely. He wanted everything and nothing. But one thing he knew was he was unprepared and unwilling to let him go..at least not yet.

" You're staying right here."

" Or else? Hold me captive? Kill me?" 

" No..no..make love to you.."