17 09 06 - ârookâ
Taehyung blubbered and whined, his eyes screwing shut as she bit into his skin. The bloody hand around his cock disgusting and repulsive yet he twitched in her hand, aroused by the sheer sight of his fluids mixed together so filthily.
He whimpers when she pulls away, leaving him empty and bleeding, painfully hard. His lip throbbed and ached, and blood dribbled down his chin but he followed instructions. Getting to his knees he crawled to the top of the bed, trembling hands on the posts where he was told to place them. He knew this shoulders would be sore in  the morning but he was vulnerable in this position ,and he indulged.
âNoona,â he moans as she enters him once more, shivering at the sticky wet fingers that trace his spine. All of it was horrid, a horrific and disgusting sight that could only bring Taehyungâs cock to leak between his legs as it dangled beneath him. âFuck,â he gripped the post harder with each thrust, asshole raw though still a pleasurable feeling.
âAh!â Taehyung screamed the first time, hoarse and high in pitch, not loud enough for someone to be alarmed at his state, but the smack to his shoulder blades had him jerking forward off of the strap in pain, but he only leaked more, a puddle pooling onto the thin sheets. Tears collected in his eyes as he hugged the bedpost sobbing though he wanted more, even as the welt swelled across his unblemished skin.
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Eunyoung doesnât give Taehyung much of a break, her free hand jerks him back over her toy by the hip and with the other she continues to wield pain to her advantage, striking him in a building pace. Where his silence and submission did it for her before, it is now his crying and his visible suffering that hold her entranced; the reddening of his skin, the way his frame jerks at impact and the manner in which he almost caves under every strike but not quite- always managing to keep upright to receive more of the torture sheâs dishing out. Itâs ridiculous- itâs insane and counter-instinctive and it builds enormous pride inside of her. Heâs holding on; proving how far heâll go to just to please her and it shows just how much of him she holds strong within her power. Only by the time Eunyoung thinks she canât grow any more satisfied at his sacrifice she lets up, but instead of giving Taehyung time to come to, she hooks the belt around his throat and jerks him upright with it, holding him like that as she fucks into him from behind. âCome,â she grunts against Taehyungâs ear, harsh and demanding and out of breath due to her powertrip. She tightens the belt around his neck while she snaps her hips into him. âCome before you run out of oxygen and Iâm left fucking your unconscious body to completion.â
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