Tied Up ☾Yoonmin

Nineteen

After several more whippings, Yoongi's pale chest was beginning to turn a crimson red color. Yoongi internally cursed at himself, why am I even doing this? Jimin sighed at his work of art. Red lines were painted across the elder's chest, which brought some sort of satisfaction to him.

Unfortunately for Yoongi, Jimin was just barely getting started.

Jimin climbed on the bed, straddling Yoongi, only to place soft kisses along his sharp jawline. Yoongi twitched when he felt the younger's wet lips against his already sensitive skin. What's going on now? He felt Jimin give a small bite to his delicate neck, sucking a bit harder, leaving a reddish purple mark. He then continued with the trail of small kisses, going down his throat and coming to a stop near his chest. Jimin licked the tip of his right nipple, blowing some cold air on it, making Yoongi gasp at the small action. He smiled at the elder's reaction, then moving on to the left nipple, repeating the same steps. He ran his tongue across his naked chest, continuing to make his way down south.

Yoongi was so lost in the moment that he didn't even flinch when Jimin placed the clamps on his now sensitive nipples. He was getting hot, way more than he wanted to be. He was starting to grow impatient since Jimin was only teasing him now.

Jimin kept laying kisses along his v line, and on his hips. Getting near his pubic area, but cautious enough to not actually touch him. Jimin really enjoyed it when Tae played with him, it drove him crazy because when it was time to actually cum, the orgasm was 10 times more intense. Therefore, he figured Yoongi would like it.

"Stop being such a tease and suck me up already damn it!" he groaned, too frustrated to think twice before saying it. "Shut your fucking mouth Yoongi," Jimin said, planting a hard slap across Yoongi's face. "Bitch, what the - ah fuck!" Yoongi was about to curse Jimin out, but instead the younger beat him to it, taking his dick in this small hands, and giving it a few pumps before inserting it in his wet mouth.

Jimin ran his tongue from the tip down to the base, gently massaging his ball sack, giving Yoongi an intense feeling. He then ran his hot tongue back to the tip, spitting more saliva to make it as sloppy as possible. He held the base of his dick with one hand, and picked up his pace once he had his full length back in his mouth. In and out, up, down and around. He repeated those steps several times, intensifying the effect.

"F-fuck! I'm gonna-" he couldn't even finish the sentence before splashing his semen inside Jimin's mouth. The younger swallowed every ounce of the liquid, licking whatever had splattered on Yoongi's stomach. He licked him up cleanly, then jumped off the bed.

Yoongi heard foot steps nearing the bed once again, hoping that Jimin would take off the blind fold already, since he didn't really enjoy not being able to see what was going on.

"Were not done yet, babe." Jimin said seductively, as he lifted a riding crop up in the air, then slapping Yoongi's stomach with it. "What the hell?! I thought we were done?" Yoongi responded, almost yelling.

"You are being so naughty tonight. Calling me Jimin instead of what we had agreed on, and also cursing at me, the person who is giving you such pleasure. I think you need to be disciplined," Jimin smirked. Although Yoongi couldn't see, he could still sense the younger male smirking. The hard stick landed once again on his already beaten up body. Every hit became more painful, making Yoongi's eyes water. "Tell me you fucking like it, tell me how much you fucking enjoy it Yoongi, say it!" Jimin yelled, Yoongi obliged since he could't really refuse, otherwise that would earn him another beating, "I love it ... master,"  Yoongi choked out softly, hot tears running down his cheeks already.

The sight made Jimin smile in accomplishment. He didn't need to be physically touched to get turned on because Yoongi's words alone were enough to make his pants grow tighter. He figured he'd just take care of himself later because at this moment, Yoongi was having an emotional breakdown. He was silently sobbing, cursing under his breath, still tied to the bed, nipple clamps still in place and the blind fold still covering his eyes.

Jimin quickly rushed to the sides of the bed, undoing the knots on his wrists and ankles, then gently removing the clamps from his tender nipples. Lastly, he removed the blindfold, stareing deeply into the crying boy's eyes. He placed his small hand on his cheek, wiping away the almost dry tears. Yoongi stared back at Jimin, not knowing what to say.

Jimin gave him a small smile, convincing him that it was finally over. "So, are you still okay with this?" he asked, breaking the starring contest. "Well, I'm still alive," he chucked, some tears still threatening to come out. He didn't want to say anything that would hurt Jimin's feelings, after all, it was him who asked him to show him. But to be honest, he never wanted to go through this again... It was too much for him to handle, "Um, so if me and you actually started dating, would this need to be done on a regular basis?" he finally said.

"What do you mean?" he sighed, "Well, are you going to want to hit me all the time?" Jimin gasped, "Oh my god no! I would never!! It's you who would do it to me dummy," he smiled. "M-me,?"

"Yeah! Remember? I explained everything to you earlier! Were you not paying attention?" Jimin asked a bit confused. "Oh yeah," truthfully, Yoongi was so turned on earlier that he actually didn't focus on what Jimin had said, he thought that being tied to the bed would be hot but he never expected it to be this intense to the point where he would cry out of desperation, pleasure and pain.

"Wait, so does that mean that I would be the one to do those things to you?" Yoongi said, finally understanding the situation. "Yeah, pretty much. Once inside this room, I'm all yours... master," he winked, making Yoongi's cheeks turn a light shade of pink.