WARNING !
This scene contains smut
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As soon as General Wayar's men left, with the sound of their footsteps ringing loudly on the floor of the inn that night, Joong immediately walked towards Dunk and slapped him hard on the cheek, right on the cheek that was already bruised. Joong's slap was, so hard, that Dunk was pushed to the side and fell to the floor. Joong then looked down and grabbed Dunk's shirt by the neck, pulling him roughly to look at his face.
"Satisfied?!" he snapped.
Dunk nodded, even though he couldn't speak because his mouth was gagged, but the look in his eyes clearly showed the satisfaction he felt.
Joong growled angrily and dragged Dunk into his room. He slammed Dunk roughly onto the mattress and positioned his body on top of Dunk's still bound body.
"Do you want to destroy me?!" Joong shouted angrily while shaking Dunk's shoulders. "I spent years building my reputation and you ruined it! You're truly useless!"
Joong then slid his hand roughly under Dunk's back, but suddenly Dunk lifted his body and hit his forehead hard against Joong's. Joong blinked, feeling his eyes dim. Joong was used to feeling pain, so he could just ignore it. He immediately grabbed Dunk's shoulder again, who was still staring blankly because he felt the effects of the impact. It was clear Dunk had never done that before. Joong took advantage of the situation and turned Dunk's body quickly, so that he was lying on his stomach under him.
"I will teach you a lesson you will never forget."
Joong's breathing started to get heavy as he opened Dunk's legs and held them still. Dunk was still trying to get up, moving wildly and screaming, even though his screams were muffled by the cloth covering his mouth.
Joong realized that what he was going to do was a bad idea. He must never touch his slaves, because he will never be able to sell them again if he does. But his anger at Dunk at that time clouded his logical thinking. He had never handled a slave like Dunk. And he felt very angry, because maybe Dunk would never be tamed, angry because maybe Dunk would never be sold. So Joong decided to use the slave for himself if he couldn't possibly sell it.
Dunk was still screaming and moving with all his might, but Joong pressed his nape to the mattress and tried to open Dunk's legs wider with his other hand, to position himself between them and hold them with his knees.
He then raised Dunk's shirt above his waist and lowered his trousers. showing off his smooth white skin, making Joong horny. He felt Dunk's smooth thighs down to just below his buttocks, feeling how soft Dunk's skin was and how full his smooth ass was. Joong felt his head spinning, he started to pant, his anger mixed with passion, making him realize that he actually wanted this all along. He wanted to pin Dunk's body beneath him, wanted to feel what it would feel like to insert his own into Dunk's still untouched hole, wanted to hear how Dunk moaned as he filled that smooth body with himself, giving him pleasure he had never felt. He wants Dunk.
Dunk screamed as Joong inserted two fingers roughly into his hole, which he only wet with his saliva. Joong knew Dunk would be in a lot of pain, but he didn't have time to stop and look for lube. Not when Dunk was under him like that. The saliva alone was enough, and Joong actually hoped that Dunk would be in pain. That was the lesson he would receive if he continued to refuse Joong's orders.
Joong's thoughts were immediately shattered as Dunk's hole closed, sucking his two fingers hard, and what Joong wanted to do right then and there was immediately replace those fingers with his own.
