The Bunny shadow

Chapter 16 🔞

"Open."

She whimpered in pain and opened her mouth. She would have preferred to disappear into the ground.

Jungkook seized the opportunity and thrust his tip into her mouth. He let out a deep sigh and groaned. "Suck."

She closed her eyes for a moment, unable to believe the situation she found herself in.

She tentatively moved her mouth and tongue around the tip, while Jungkook moaned softly and deeply. He gripped her hair tightly and thrust his hips forward, forcing her to take him deeper.

She gagged and moaned, her fists clenching tightly, her knees barely withstanding the roughness of the concrete.

Jungkook groaned quietly, tilting his head back in pure pleasure.

Without giving her a moment to adjust, he pulled his hips back and then thrust his cock firmly into her mouth.

She gagged again.

He spread his legs slightly and held her hair firmly, moving her head back and forth. His actions grew more possessive, quickly pulling and pushing his hips, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Y/N moaned helplessly, gagging with each thrust.

He looked down at her, quickening his pace, his body tensing with exertion. "Ah!... Y/N..." He thrust his cock deep into her mouth and came. Y/N felt the warmth and heat fill her mouth as he pulled out and held her jaw, lifting her face up. "Swallow." She swallowed and coughed, trying to catch her breath. The salty taste filled her mouth. He simply laughed. She shot him a brief, resentful look.

"You still think you can resist me?" he taunted, his voice low and dark, dripping with amusement. "You think you have any control left?"

Her defiance flared, but before she could protest, he crouched in front of her, his hand moved, quick and decisive. He spun her around, her chest hitting the cold ground with a thud, his hand pressing firmly between her shoulder blades, pinning her in place. She remained on her knees, trembling, with tears welling up at the corners of her eyes.

"Let me show you just how powerless you are," he whispered against her ear, his voice a twisted caress that made her skin crawl.

She barely had time to register the shift before his hand came down hard on her ass, the sharp crack echoing in the narrow alley. Pain shot through her, sharp and stinging, but it was the humiliation that burned even hotter. A gasp escaped her lips, half shock, half anger. "Ahh.." She bit her lip.

"There it is," he murmured, his voice filled with dark satisfaction as his hand lingered on her skin, possessive and claiming. "That sound... I want to hear more of it."

Before she could react, his hand came down again, harder this time. Her body jerked against the ground, her fists clenching as she tried to suppress the cry that threatened to break free. "Tell me you hate it. Tell me how much you hate me."

"Ahh... you bastard..." She growled through her tears.

Jungkook raised his hand into the air and brought it down with such force that the impact reverberated, making her ass wiggle. A scream erupted from her throat. "AHH!" Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Beg for mercy," he whispered, his voice a dark command. "Tell me how much you want it to stop."

His hand stilled for a moment, resting heavily on her throbbing skin. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against the back of her neck as he spoke, his words like a dark promise. "You're going to learn to submit to me. Every time I touch you, you'll remember who you belong to."

She sobbed.

"Aww you scared?.. cute."

"Please.... S-stop..."

Jungkook's hand hovered above Y/N's trembling form, the weight of his previous strikes still echoing through the place. Her once-proud posture was now reduced to a vulnerable position, kneeling before him. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, each sound a desperate plea for relief.

"Please... " she begged, her voice choked with emotion. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, a mix of pain and fear making her plea almost unbearable to hear.

Jungkook's face remained impassive, his gaze fixated on her quivering body. His breathing was steady, almost measured, as if he were in complete control of every emotion. The sound of his hand connecting with her skin was sharp and deliberate, a grim rhythm that seemed to resonate with the darkness of his obsession.

"Why would I stop?" he murmured, his voice low and filled with an unsettling calm. "You've only just begun to understand how much I want you."

"I-I can't take it anymore," she pleaded, her words barely more than a whisper. "Please,... I'm begging you."

But he only leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Begging is a part of this, Y/N. It's a way for you to truly understand my control over you."

He pulled away from her ear and raised his hand into the air, bringing it down with full force against her ass, forcing her to lurch forward. His gaze fixated on her trembling ass, watching it shake from the impact. A deep groan escaped his throat. He placed his palm on her right cheek, gently massaging the area with a cruel tenderness.

"I'm going to make you beg," he whispered, his voice dark and filled with a sickening promise. "You'll learn your place. You'll learn to love every second of it."

With every spank, he felt a twisted satisfaction, his fixation growing deeper. Her pain was his pleasure, a dark reflection of his obsession. And despite her pleas, he remained unyielding, his heart set on making her understand the extent of his possessive desire.