𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴.

FIVE: Art-Making

‼️GORE SCENES AHEAD‼️
if you're not comfortable with this kind of things, please skip this chapter.

Jungkook sighed, opening his eyes and glance at the woman who proudly shows that she swallowed his cum.

He smirked, motioning the woman to stand up.

"Strip"

The woman happily obliged. Intentionally undressing her red and black satin nightgown slowly.

No underwear.

The man scoffed, "You're teasing me"

It wasn't a question and it will never be a question. She just makes it easier for Jungkook.

"Why would I?" Jungkook's browed raise. Making the woman stuttered, "I-I mean w-why would I, m-master?" she repeated, pressing the word 'master' on the man.

Jungkook stand up, removing his belt and picking up the night gown that was belong to her.

"Let's start taking care of you, my muse" Jungkook smiled darkly and the woman smirked, excitement was written on her face.

She thought, she will have a good cock tonight once again... she thought.

Jungkook slowly walked straight, making the woman to step backward and bump at the end of the bed.

"On the bed." The woman rushed to positioned herself. Jungkook chuckled and make his way on top the woman. He started tying her hands together on the headboard with his belt then blindfolding her eyes with her very own night gown.

"Let's start." The man said darkly followed with a wicked laugh.

Jungkook started kissing the girl's neck, then cupping her breast and giving it a squeeze.

"Don't hold back, master. Be rough... ruin me just like what you want, please" She whispered into his ears.

"Your wish is my command"

Jungkook take her breast into his mouth sucking and biting it hard while clutching the other into his left hand. The woman was a moaning mess, happy that once again she felt this good.

While on the other side, the man on top of her was waiting for the right time. She was on the edge of pleasure and he knows that. Jungkook knows she was soaking wet even before he lay his fingers inside her and that's when he knew it was the time.

"It's time." He whispered to her, making her giggled. "I will make you like a beautiful piece of art. I promise." The woman chuckled again even though she can feel that something was off, she forced this thought at the back of her head, trying to focused on the pleasure she will have the whole night.

Then it became silent. Jungkook was still on top of her but he didn't budged. She tried to feel her surroundings, calling her master a several times but the man on top of her still didn't move.

Suddenly, she felt a fresh pain on her hole, it stops then she felt it again. She screamed at the top of her lungs because of the unbearable pain, it feels like a knife that goes in and out on her sex.

The man laughed as he drawn the knife from the woman's hole and started making circle into her breast as the blood continued to spill. He was clearly happy on what he was doing.

Jungkook cut the meat on the woman's breast and squeeze it around her body like he's making a juice from a lemonade making the blood spewed into his face.

He licked his lips, savouring the red liquid. Jungkook hummed and whispered to himself, "Tasty"

The woman screamed and screamed until her throat hurts hoping that it was just a dream but the crazy man just responded her pleas with a laugh.

"You really thought someone will come and save you..." Jungkook started slicing the muscle under her upper arms, once again the blood run down.

"How come someone will save you? Huh? There's a party downstairs. In fact, the whole house was covered with loud speakers and party songs. Even if you screamed two times louder than you do now, no one will hear you." The man stabbed her right leg dragging the knife up and down. He suddenly squeezed it, earning another scream from the woman. Jungkook touch the flesh with his bare hands, forcing the muscle to open and her bones finally showed.

"And of course, this floor was off limits among the outsiders..."He chuckled adding one more slice on the muscle and receiving more scream from the woman. "Meaning, I'm the only person who can hear you right now. You want that right?"

Jungkook noticed that the satin fabric of her night gown was soaked in tears. He carefully carries her eyes. The woman suddenly become quiet and he can feel how the person underneath him trembling under his touch.

He scoffed, promptly stabbing both of the woman's eyes then slowly rotate the knife around her eye socket. The natural red color of the fabric that used to be soaked in her tears now soaked by her blood.

"Don't worry, you're my muse. I promised that I will make you looked like art" Jungkook whispered to her ears, gently brushing her hair with his free hand.

The 'art making' continued. She tried to call Jungkook, she tried to please the man, she tried every way she can do to stop it but the pain never goes away. The room was filled with horrific laugh and screamed. The sheets that used to be white now became red. And the woman who was filled with life was now dead.

He didn't care and wouldn't care if his clothes got stained by blood. He doesn't care if the woman underneath him was now a lifeless body. As long the screams he longed to hear was heard, he's okay.

Jungkook drop the knife that created a soft clank and sighed in content. He heard his favorite music after a long time and got surrounded with his favorite color, now... he felt complete.