After work, Taehyung went to his house, scared of what his father would do to him now. He slowly entered the house, shaking like hell as his father stood there with a belt in his hand. Taehyung tried to run, but his father was too fast and grabbed his wrist, pulling him inside.
"You freaking jerk, why did you run away tomorrow? I told you to entertain my friends!" his father yelled, pulling Taehyung's hair.
Taehyung cried, saying "Sorry," but his father was unforgiving.
"What sorry? You're going to be sorry. Now wait, I'll show you hell!" his father shouted, punching Taehyung in the face again and again.
After that, his father's friends came to the house. His father had told them to come and do what they wanted to Taehyung. Taehyung was shocked when he saw them. He started shaking like crazy. He said "Sorry" again and again, but they didn't care.
They were like monsters. Four big men came and beat him up. They kicked him and punched him. Taehyung cried and begged them to stop, but they just kept hitting him.
Taehyung was scared and hurt. He didn't know what to do. He thought they were going to kill him. He cried and cried, but they just laughed.
One of them said, "You're a bad boy, Taehyung. You need to be punished." Another one said, "Yeah, you need to learn to listen to your father."
They kept beating him until Taehyung fell to the ground. He was bleeding and hurt. He couldn't move.
His father's friends continued to beat him. After they stopped because they were tired, one of them smirked and said:
"Let's dress him up like a girl and entertain ourselves."
His father smirked in agreement. "Umm, his body is so damn fragile, let's make it even more humiliating."
Taehyung, in a weak condition, listened to them with teary eyes. "Please,... don't.. do this," he begged.
But his father just laughed. "Shut up, you weakling. You'll do what we say."
His father went to the room and got a woman's dress, which was very short and looked uncomfortable. "Put this on," he ordered Taehyung.
Taehyung cried and begged them not to make him do it, but they were like monsters. "No, please," he said, but they just laughed.
One of them said, "Come on, Taehyung, let's see you in a dress. You'll make a beautiful girl."
But Taehyung refused. "I.. won't... do it," he said, trying to sound strong despite his weak body.
But they got angry. "You'll do what we say," one of them growled, holding Taehyung down.
Taehyung struggled, but they were too strong. "Please, don't ...do ..this," he begged, crying. "I'm sorry."
But they just smirked. "Too late for apologies," one of them sneered, trying to open Taehyung's clothes.
Taehyung tried to fight back, but his body was too weak. They easily overpowered him, making him naked. Their smirks grew wider as they looked at him.
"Look at you, you're so weak," one of them taunted.
And then, one of them put a dress. "Time to dress you up," he said.
Taehyung cried, feeling helpless. "Please, don't ...make me ....wear this," he begged.
But they just laughed. "You'll wear what we say," one of them said, forcing the dress over Taehyung's head.
Taehyung felt like he was dying inside, his dignity stripped away from him. He was trapped in a living nightmare, with no escape.
They put the dress on Taehyung, and he looked beautiful and sexy, yet fragile.
His father came near to his face and said, "I hope my son was a girl, but my bad luck, your mother gave me a worthless boy."
Taehyung's eyes welled up with tears as his father's words cut deep into his heart.
And then, they touched him, their hands roaming all over his body. Taehyung cried and begged them to stop, but they were monsters, devoid of any empathy.
One of them said, "Let's make him dance."
Taehyung's heart sank as they forced him to stand up and dance in front of them. He felt like he was in a nightmare, unable to wake up.
"Please, stop," he begged, his voice shaking. "Please, don't make me do this."
But they just laughed and continued to touch him, their hands everywhere.
Taehyung felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into thin air.
And then, one of them said, "Let's take a video of him dancing."
Taehyung's eyes widened in horror as they pulled out their phones and started recording him. He felt like he was going to die from shame and humiliation.
But Taehyung's eyes got heavy, and he fainted, his body collapsing to the ground.
The men looked at each other, making weird faces. "He's no fun anymore," one of them said.
"Yeah, he's out cold," another one replied.
"Let's go to the club," one of them suggested. "There's no point staying here with him."
They all agreed, and Taehyung's father kicked him one last time before turning to leave.
"Let's go," he said, and they all walked out of the room, leaving Taehyung lying on the ground, unconscious.
The room was quiet, except for the sound of Taehyung's soft breathing. He was alone, left to face the darkness by himself.
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