(Refer last episode of Secret Sex.)
I woke up to the sound of two men speaking, "Fuck, what were you thinking! Its been three days and she's been here passed out god dammit!"
"You have no idea what she's done to me, all I do is think about her." A familiar voice replies.
"Hyung!"
"I have made my decision." The man walks into the light, "Oh, look who has woken up." Jimin smiled.
"Please, I'm sorry!" I wailed.
"Hey, I thought you loved me?" Jimin approaches me with a concerned face. The other man, who he was speaking to had already left the scene.
"Y/N, you touched yourself when I told you to. You followed each and every one of my instructions..." he ran his finger down my breast, "I believe, you can do more." His low whispers made my anxiety spike.
My fear was visible, "Please..." Tears trailed down from my eyes as I tried moving my hands. I was tied, completely vulnerable.
"Baby, don't cry." He pulled me in as I tried to resist, forcefully he landed a soft kiss on my lips.
My breathing got uneven as I regretted all of my actions, "Please don't do this I-" fuck, I can't even say I'll do anything... I'm screwed.
"You must be hungry." Jimin gets up and leaves the room supposedly to grab something for me to eat.
Meanwhile, I scan the room. It seems like an abandoned factory. Old machinery, large containers, and there was a crowbar.
"Darling! I've got your..." He checks the time on his watch, "Lunch!"
He placed the plate as I bend down to see what he had brought. "Shit!" I breath out as small ants crawled out of the rice and curry.
"Well, I bought this when we first brought you here." He sighed, "But since theres nowhere to refrigerate it, it was just sitting there."
"I-I'm not hungry, sorry." I shifted back hitting the wall.
"Sweetheart.." He lifted up the spoon and scooped up a big amount, "Eat it." He demanded.
I sniff as I stare at the cold disgusting rice on the spoon, "No...I'm not hungry." A tiny ant crawled up around it.
"You love me don't you?" Jimin brought the spoon closer to my mouth, "Eat it (Y/N)."
Opening my mouth with his thumb he stuffed the spoon in my mouth. With no hesitation, I spat it on his face.
He sighed, before striking me with his hand. My cheek burned, tears fell from my eyes as he pushed his hair back, "I planned on not getting physical with you, but I guess that's just what's going to happen."
Once again, opening up my mouth forcefully he stuffed in a spoonful. "Chew." He ordered.
I kept it in my mouth for a moment, "Chew!" He yelled.
Maintaining eye contact with him, I started chewing. It was cold, bland... and crunchy.
Going on like that, I managed to finish the entire plate, "Good girl, you'll get your reward for this." He smirks as he left the area.
Immediately, I crawl in a corner and let out what i had been holding in. My throat felt dry, I held in my cough trying not to be heard.
All the rice, all the curry, all the ants. Everything out of my system.
I start bawling thinking about what I have gotten myself into. "Please! Let me go! I'll not go to the police!" I cried out loud.
My voice echoed in the empty warehouse, my screams came back at me. Eventually I had fallen asleep after my episode.
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