(TW NON CENSUAL SEX)
"Hey! Y/N! It's time for your reward." I wake up to Jimin tapping on my shoulders. I was in the same place, the abandoned factory warehouse place. Noticing my hands are free, I immediately go in for a jab in his neck.
Sadly, he held my wrist just seconds before I hit him, "You really like me right?" His grip tightened, "Then you'll let me fuck you right?"
I whimpered, "No..."
"Why? A few weeks ago you'd finger yourself for me right?" His hand traveled to my thigh, "Do it again."
He smelt like booze, strong booze.
He held the back of my neck, suddenly pulling me in kissing me. His tongue intertwined with mine, I tried resisting... but his grip was too strong.
Jimin pulled off my joggers along with my underwear with ease, I closed my legs clearly not wanting to continue. Yet, he opened my legs forcefully.
He stared at my exposed vagina as I covered it with my hands, saying no words he flipped me over on my fours.
I resisted kicked his thigh, "No! I'll do anything else, but this!" I begged, "Anything!"
Slapping me, he flipped me over on my fours once more, "This is your reward!" He growls, "You've been wanting this right? You'll get it."
I heard his belt unclip, i felt his member hit my thigh before he placed himself on my entrance.
"Stop!" I say as he ignored my cries and slammed into me.
"It hurts..." I whimper as he mercilessly continued to slam into me.
He was indeed big, but I didn't know wether I liked it or not. Park Jimin was right, I've wanted this... but not like this.
I start to bawl once more as he enjoyed screwing me, I yelled for him to stop after I had came once. My body was naturally reacting to his. I felt ecstatic, I didn't know what to feel. All I felt was guilt, and dirt.
He continued on chasing his own orgasm, before emptying out inside me.
"Please, stop!" I cry.
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"You fuck up something? We fuck you up. Got it?" An unfamiliar voice stood threatening me in front of the exit of the warehouse. The man definitely was not Park Jimin, it was someone else.
He pulled my hair making me scream, "I mean it."
After Jimin's session, he had quietly left. I had passed out because of my anxiety and the extreme pressure on my body.
I woke up to find that I had been washed, changed and I had once again been tied up but this time to one of the rusted old machines.
Jimin had approached me in the morning once more, not making any eye contact. Seeing him instantly made my eyes tear up. But without touching me, he fed me some fruits and gave me water.
"We'll be showing you what we need you to do, you need to watch." Jimin was explaining the situation to me as I had the fruits, "We'll be killing someone."
I choked on my strawberry, "Yeah, and you'll be watching."
He had fed me, given me my instructions and left.
The man with the mask shoved me in the van putting his finger over his mouth, "If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll make you." He pulled out a pistol pointing it directly to my forehead.
"Stop it, lets go." Jimin says sitting on the passenger seat.
I moved myself making myself sit straight, of course I had my hands tied up. Leaning on the window, I finally get to breathe some outside air after almost a week of being inside that fucking warehouse.
I look out scanning the area, it seems to be a remote industrial park. A perfect place to murder someone...
"We didn't need to bring her." The man in the mask suddenly bangs on the steering wheel as he drove, slightly startling me.
Jimin didn't say anything.
"Hyung!" He groaned, "I never understood why you even took her like that."
"Hmm, because she does what I want?" Jimin looked back and smiled with intent.
I felt shivers down my spine. I did this to myself.
"So she's your dog." The man says laughing.
"Jungkook." The name made my ears ring. He points over at a lone house in between of the park. It was large, surrounded with a long garden, and it definitely seemed to be of a rich person's.
The instructions i was given was to seduce the man inside the building, given that opportunity to ask someone for help, I agreed.
We stop beside a tree, "Here, put this on." He threw a jacket that read, "Kook Deliveries".
I sat motionless, confused. "Don't make me force-"
"Just put the fucking jacket on!" Jimin grabbed the collar of my shirt, "And you try to do any funny business, I will make sure you pay."
"And he's not joking." The red hair pulled out the sniper rifle, "I'll shoot you, and the guy."
"Okay..." I mumbled as I put on the jacket.
"One more thing, take off your bra." Jimin says in an odd manner.
Obeying him like an idiot, I took it off and handed it to him as I watched the two men exchange a look to each other.
I stand in front of the two doors, my heart came up to my throat. They had handed me two boxes and had asked me to give it to the owner of the house.
I rang the doorbell and waited. A minute or so passed, my mind had many thoughts flowing through before someone opened the door.
"Yes? How may I help you?" It was an elderly man, maybe around the age of sixty to seventy maybe.
"I have a delivery..." I say.
The man takes a pause before rubbing my shoulder, "I know why you're actually here..." His hand still on my shoulder, he lets me in.
"Please help me!" I say in a low voice, "two men have kept me captive and they're assaulting me and-"
"Shh, shh" the man hushes me, "Come I'll take you to a room, calm down then talk."
I placed the boxes on the side table feeling a sense of discomfort.
He asked me to take a seat on what seemed like his bed, "Talk." He said as he licked his lips, "What did they do to you exactly?"
I started talking about the way they spoke, the place I had been in, purposely leaving out the way Jimin treated me the other day as I watched the man glide his hand around his crotch.
At that moment I knew it, he was definitely a pervert. Taking me by surprise a lady took off my jacket and walked away silently, "Tell me more." He sat beside me.
"Um..." I move away uncomfortably before he wraps his arm around my chest feeling up my breasts.
My natural instinct was to twist his wrist and jerk it off towards him.
Angering him, he stood up and slapped me. Aggressively unbuckling his belt he swore at me, holding me down by his weight as I tried kicking and pushing.
"You'll pay..." Those words echoed in my ears.
Just then, a bullet shot through the window, and through his head.
It was as slow in my head as if it was a scene from a movie, all of the blood splattered all over me. I screamed as I saw the headless bleeding body of the man fall to the ground.
I stand up immediately taking the run for the doors, running out of that house I couldn't see Jungkook's van anymore. I took that chance to run.
