hemale. vmin

proluge

taehyung looked down at the worn out boy with lust in his eyes. the boy was panting heavily. "please.. mercy." taehyung's eyes traced down to his sore and red pussy.

unfortunate, the small boy had walked through the wrong street. leaving him alone with a whole mafia gang. they were well known in seoul, and is someone you'd not want to stumble upon late at night.

they're known for mostly rape, but also torture, kidnapping and rumored to have killed multiple people. all jimin could do, was to pray for his life.

"this is the last time. you can take that, bitch." one of the men spat at jimin, "i can't take it anymore, please let me go." the lump in jimin's throat formed itself bigger, as he was on his verge of tears, once again.

"we're not letting you go just yet."

taehyung hovered above the small boy who was laying on the mattress. "no no." jimin sobbed. "shhh, baby boy. don't cry. i'll take good care of you." taehyung wiped jimin's tears away, before entering his vagina slowly.

taehyung groaned in an instant, feeling how the small boy's insides clenched against him. jimin gasped, and taehyung started thrusting inside him at a steady pace. the worn out boy couldn't help but let broken moans leave his mouth.

"he's actually enjoying it.." "i-i just want to see my family." he sobbed, but gasped as one of the men pointed a gun at his temple. "if you don't shut up now-" jimin nod carefully and closed his eyes. letting the men do whatever they wanted to him.

taehyung hit jimin's g-spot rapidly and finally released inside of him.

he pulled out, and they all left the petite boy in the cold basement, with nothing but a oversized shirt.