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genre : fluff and angst and smut (not between the members) ship : ot6 x jackson
⚠️this one might be triggering ⚠️
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jackson's pov .
"where's my pretty pet? the one that would like me to be touched?" i heard one of the mafia that kidnapped me said.
they're three of them,they kidnapped me when i was eighteen now i'm twenty. wow,two years of being a rape victim huh? you're such a mistake jackson.
"m-master p-please,n-no. i'm st-still h-hurt" i whimpered out as that guy came closer to me. yesterday,i was touched again by one of them. god they're horny bastards.
"you do what i want,whore" he said,pushing my chin up harshly,making me choke on my tears.
"master,please don't!" i screamed,pushing him away and making him fall. fuck,i'm so screwed up.
"you fucking whore" was all he said before unbuttoning his and mine pants,thrusting himself in me without any preparation.
i screamed in pain,slapping his shoulder harshly. i felt his hand chocking me roughly,making my tears spill even more.
"you're under me and my friends,you can't run away. you're ours,forever." he said,thrusting inside me deep after every sentences.
i cried even more,knowing that i don't have the chance to get away from them.
i'm forever stucked.
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the next morning,i was told that there's some people visiting. probably for their business and stuffs,and i was known as their pet.
well,mafias usually bring their pets to every meeting they had,so here i am,wearing what they picked out for me.
luckily,it wasn't too revealing as i hate showing my scarred and bruised body to people. it was an oversized pink sweatshirt with a short,there's also high stockings (i didn't know what it's called i'm sorry shsje) and a collar.
the collar is actually very pretty,but it made me sad that i'm owned. i'm a living person. i shouldn't be owned.
"fast,pet. the guess is waiting" one guy snapped,making me looked up from my position. if i were being honest,i never really knew their name. i just refers them as master and sir.
i slowly walked to him,holding the hand that he offered to me,that guy was the nicest one,but that doesn't mean he wouldn't hurt me sometimes. it's just,he was way softer.
we walked outside from my room and went to the living room,i was told to kneel on the floor,face down. i took a quick glance who was the guests,and it was 6 other mafias,they're close with my masters and sir maybe? they meet each other often.
