Joong succeeded in selling his slaves smoothly in Songkhla, Thani and Kanchanaburi. He then continued to attend the auction in Phuket to offer his new slaves to General Luke who even introduced his friend to Joong, a wealthy oil merchant who also wanted to buy 'slaves as good as my friend's'. And at that time there was only Dunk left that had not been sold by him.
"It's like this," Joong started, feeling a little hesitant. The rule that applies in the world of slavery is that you cannot sell slaves who have not obeyed. And even though Dunk had been with him for almost a month, he hadn't obeyed at all. "I actually have a very good item, but it can't be sold yet."
"Why?"
"He still needs to be trained. He's not obedient yet, and sometimes he gets too…excited."
"No problem," said the oil merchant happily, making Joong blink in surprise.
"I don't mind slaves who haven't been tamed. In fact, I prefer them that way. When I manage to tame them myself, the pleasure will definitely be more... satisfying. You know what I mean, right?" he asked Joong with a disgusting look in his eyes. Joong almost laughed, but he quickly looked away and focused his eyes on the large gold ring on the oil merchant's finger. "Where is he now?"
"At my base," said Joong. "I can bring it here for you, if you want to have a look first."
"Okay, okay," said the rich merchant, still looking happy. "I have a meeting soon, you can come back here tomorrow."
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One day later, Joong stands still in front of the merchant, who now looks drunk and smells of alcohol. Dunk stood beside him, his hands tied behind his back and held by two of his men. Joong even decided to gag his mouth. Which was finally released after the oil merchant went around looking at Dunk from all angles and told Joong to remove the gag.
“He's a bit talkative,” Joong said, giving Dunk a threatening look. Dunk had struggled as hard as he could when they took him. He kicked and screamed loudly, leaving him no choice but to gag him and tie him up. Joong even thought about drugging Dunk, but surely his customers wouldn't like seeing him, the slave in a dead state.
"I already said it's no problem, right," the rich merchant answered casually. "Remove the gag, I can't see his face clearly."
Joong sighed. "Okay," he said, and reached out his hand, removing Dunk's gag. Dunk immediately coughed and glared at him, but he remained strangely still.
The merchant immediately looked at Dunk lustfully. Joong grinned, imagining the pile of money he would soon get.
"How?" Joong asked, grinning wider as the merchant smiled happily.
"Fascinating," he said admiringly. "I've never seen anything as beautiful as this. And you said he was...noble?"
"The first son of a Bangkok nobleman, Boonprasert," Joong replied firmly.
"Perfect," answered the merchant, he couldn't wait to touch Dunk so he reached out and touched Dunk's waist passionately. Dunk flinched, but he remained standing still, making Joong think the man might be frozen in fear.
"By having a slave like him, everyone will envy me. Look at his face, those lips are truly amazing, like they're begging to be kissed all the time."
He then cupped Dunk's face, still smiling happily. And suddenly everything turned into screaming. Joong had just seen the merchant stroking Dunk's cheek in admiration, but suddenly he screamed in pain as he pulled his hand from Dunk's face. Dunk bit him, and he tightened his bite on the merchant's fingers when Joong's men tried to pull him away, until finally the merchant's bodyguard arrived with a gun.
