Chapter 1

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Jimin's POV

I felt arms wrap around my waist while I stood in front of the kitchen sink. I immediately knew it was Yoongi, who came late from work. He has done that for the past two weeks. And I have been waiting for him late at night. Today was no exception. Although it was different. He reeked of alcohol.

"Jimin-ah. You waited for me again. Thank you my dear husband." Yoongi spoke with slurred words.

"Yoongi, why don't you take a shower and go to bed. It's already late. I'll finish here." I replied.

He didn't respond. He only moved his hand from my waist, down to my private area. He started palming it. I got uncomfortable pretty soon. But at the same time I was getting excited. I didn't want to though. Unlike me, he definitely wanted this to happen. I felt my shirt going up and hands going to my nipples.

"Yoongi. Stop. I'm not in the mood. I don't want to." I spoke up.

"You will. Don't worry." He said.

I tried to pry his roaming hands out of my chest and turn around, but failed. Once he noticed I was struggling he strengthened his hold on me. That's when I began putting up a resistance by raising my voice and trying to, in some way, stop his hands. He started kissing my neck and I tried to push his head to one side. I was trying not to moan. To show him I didn't want it. He kept doing it while fondling with my crotch. And using his free hand to touch my nipples. He turned me around harshly and kissed me forcefully. I pushed him with all my strength. He stumbled back, if   it wasn't for the counter behind him, he would have fell. I ran to our room. But I wasn't fast enough. When I was about to close the door he inserted his foot in between the door and then pushed it with his hands. I fell down on to the floor in the process.

"YOONGI, PLEASE NO! I BEG YOU, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU! YOUR NOT IN YOUR RIGHT MIND!"I yelled. Pleading with him to stop.

"YOU WILL HAVE SEX WITH ME! I DON'T CARE IF YOU WANT TO OR NOT, I DO! AND WHAT I SAY GOES, YOU HEAR ME!" He yelled at me. I flinched. He was getting angry. That was something I always tried to avoid.

Yoongi picked me up and placed me on his shoulder. He threw me on the bed. Getting on top of me immediately. I kept yelling at him. Saying I didn't want to. He was deaf to my protests. He stripped my clothes. Tearing them because of his urgency. Yoongi put both my wrists above my head and got something from the drawers on the nightstand next to the bed. They were handcuffs. He cuffed both my hands to the bed. He did the same to my legs. I thrashed and screamed, but to no avail.

Yoongi started removing his clothes. Once he was done, he got something from the same nightstand. It was lube. He lubed up four of his fingers. And one by one inserting them in my anus. He scissored them. Thrusting his fingers in and out of me, while I tried to get out of the handcuffs or get into close proximity to a phone or object. A phone to call for help. Since we lived in a desolate area where no neighbors could hear me and come to my aid. Or an object to smash his head with. I was desperate. He suddenly removed his fingers and thrusted his crotch into me. He had a deathly grip on my waist. Insuring that my struggle was kept at a minimum.

"NO, YOONGI, PLEASE NO! STOP IT, THIS IS NOT YOU! I TOLD YOU NO! HELP, PLEASE HELP!" His thrusts were hard, rough, and deep. I didn't want this. I didn't deserve this. Why is he doing this? He loves me, right? At least that's what I have been thinking all this time. I guess I was wrong. Yoongi has been drunk before. Worse than how he is right now. Never has he done anything close to this. And he is a very good drinker. I doubt the alcohol was a factor that drove him to this situation. That drove him to have sex with me without my consent. That drove him to rape me. His own friend. His own husband.

I have no idea how long it has been. I want this to stop. But he kept going. I saw the sun rising from it's hiding place. I stopped struggling then. Tears fell down my face and dropped to the pillows. This was the first time I shed tears since he started doing this. I was trying to be strong, but I couldn't anymore.

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