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♠️chapter 28♠️

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It hurt to pull away, but Jimin had to follow an order. He continued to be a desperate mess as Yoongi wrapped the night robe around him, slowly tying the silk belt, eyes never faltering because he had that confidence Jimin was so addicted to. The Secretary didn't mean to, but he kept close to the Chairman, not wanting to be far away from him for some reason, and needing to be near enough to get drunk in the peppermint scent of Yoongi's aroma.

In between every test that was carried out he needed to run back to his Master, somehow finding sanctuary in his presence, especially because the vibrator within him caused him to be so vulnerable.

"I'll have the tests carried out within the next half an hour since my clinic is across the street." Dr Seon smiled as she began to pack her things, placing the test tubes gently in her bag. She scribbled down a few notes and then proceeded to tuck her notebook in her bag, she folded the screen away but left the night robes. "Do you want the results through text or should I come back with the paper version?"

"Which is quicker?" Jimin hastily covered his mouth, he didn't mean to be so impatient out loud and the consequences of his actions burnt at his cheeks in pure crimson. He looked up at Yoongi, already expecting disapproval. But instead, the Chairman wrapped his arm around Jimin's little waist, pulling him closer on the couch they were sat on so his submissive was curled up against his chest.

"Text would be fine. Dr Seon, I won't be able to send you out." Yoongi replied.

The Doctor bowed politely before leaving with her things. As soon as the door clicked shut, Jimin finally released his suppressed moan into his dominant's neck. "Master, I'm sorry," he whimpered.

"What are you sorry about?" Yoongi whispered, and every low vibration sent tingles along Jimin's plump lips.

The Secretary shifted onto Yoongi's lap, straddling the Chairman. He rolled his hips on Yoongi's crotch boldly, sharing the vibrations. His black night robe was falling dangerously down his shoulders, eyes pleading as he looked at his Master. The Chairman kept a steady breath, as if his submissive didn't have an effect on him. Lips tightly pressed together.

"In this office, I'm just yours." Jimin stuttered, hips rolling because he wanted to ride something but had to wait. "My fault was I didn't make it clear to the stranger earlier and wasn't confident enough. But..." He hesitated when he felt the brute force of a dry orgasm lead his body to slack on his dominant. He gripped onto Yoongi's shoulder, curling up in his chest, almost sobbing against his neck. "But from now on, I'll let them know I'm yours, Master."

"Good kitten," The Chairman kissed Jimin's lips. "Let me show you the new room." He rubbed circles into Jimin's thigh, so the submissive wrapped his arms tightly around Yoongi like his little koala bear. The dominant chuckled lowly and stood up with Jimin still wrapped around him, he began to walk slowly to the room. He opened the door with his right hand while his left gripped onto Jimin's thigh. The younger looked around from over Yoongi's shoulder as his Master walked towards the glass framed bed. Everything was white, the empty shelves on the side, the two silver drawer sets on either side of the bed and a white lamp above each one. From the corner of the room the wooden finished floor led to a small section for a shower by the tinted windows.

Jimin was dropped onto the white pristine sheets, they were soft and must have been a combination of cotton and silk. He gripped onto the fabric and it felt like he could instantly sink into them. When he searched around for the warmth of his Master, he saw him pull something from a drawer. It was a bottle of baby oil. He heard the click as Yoongi opened it and hovered over Jimin, pulling the silk belt around his waist free. Exposing his naked body. He drizzled the content on Jimin's body. The low buzzing was the only sound in the room.

The Chairman placed his phone next to Jimin and tied his black tie familiarly around the younger's eyes, his vision sealed to the mysterious pleasures that awaited him.

"I like the room," Jimin mumbled shyly, it wasn't too overwhelming, it was simple but he wondered. "Why are the shelves empty?" He shuddered when he felt Yoongi's hand massage into his skin. He imagined the long fingers, wondering what they looked like. Excited to be touched. He decided he wanted to behave from now on. So he kept still, only twitching slightly when the Chairman's fingers brushed his nipples.

Thankfully, the vibrator's intensity was low, but that didn't mean he wouldn't fall into another pathetic mess. The Chairman was an expert, his body, his voice, his actions. They all formed the collar Jimin metaphorically wore as he submitted to Yoongi's every word.

"We are going to build our own play room together. We choose the furniture; we choose the toys we want to use. I'll take your opinions and preferences into consideration because this is for us." Yoongi's voice was soothing, it always was, it was the kind of melodic reassurance he needed. The Chairman had untied his night robe earlier, but now Jimin wanted it fully off his body.

He remembered a previous extract that involved a pink night robe, he blushed when he remembered how he used to be. In all honesty, Jimin felt like he didn't need to read the rest of the extract. Because in reality, Yoongi was there to control the situation. And the physical touch satisfied him more than printed words on a sheet.

"I'm happy with anything." Jimin replied, his cock twitching against his body again as Yoongi's hands roamed over his torso, grazing his fingers then adding a pleasurable pressure. He tensed and relaxed, it had that confusing effect on him. While he was being eased from the tension brought by being bad, he also fell into the kind of comfort that came from being forgiven. It was so easy to fall into this loop, especially because the Chairman was so gentle with him, so caring. He felt precious as Yoongi handled him like a delicate China doll.

He opened his legs. Squirming until he was in a position where he knew Yoongi could see the toy jerking within his walls. His need was already so visible and it would only be an embarrassment if he hid it for much longer. Yoongi... his only Master knew.

It was silent until Jimin heard the buzz from the Chairman's phone. It had been ages since the doctor left and he was sure it was her. Anticipation awaited so clearly on Jimin's trembling lips. He rolled his head back, pushing it onto the soft fabric of these silk sheets. He heard clothes falling to the floor, he could only imagine every pestering button coming undone before him. He didn't need to know what the text read because he trusted Yoongi with every nerve in his body, that broke at every thought and whimper that came with wanting the Chairman.

"Would you be happy if Master filled you up with his cock?" Yoongi questioned, his voice in a teasing manner.

But Jimin was done with the teasing.

"Kitten wants Master's cock... please."

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What should their play room be called?

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