Kink (Completed)

Chapter 13: I get it I'm a fool

    It's been four months of hell, the first month wasn't bad. It was mostly exploring my hard and soft limits. One of my soft limits is an electric wand, having this thing ran across my nipples had nearly made me cum, it was too much over stimulation I nearly came from that alone. I can't imagine it being used on my ass or dick. Another soft limit is fire play, having liquor poured on your chest and lit doesn't sound fun. My hard limits at least for now are, no body fluid other than cum. I don't mind a facial, unless it gets in the eyes that shit sucks. No animals, that's just disgusting. No fisting, I don't want to wear diapers for the rest of my life thanks. No blood play, no needles. Nothing that is going to scare me permanently, I don't mind bruises or welts. Learning to properly present myself to my master is easy, I sink to my knees gracefully, ankles crossed, arms behind my back fingers interlaced, chest puffed out, head tilted down eyes on the floor. He said I presented beautifully, I have a praise kink so his praise had made me hard.

  He asked if I was willing to do some minor cross-dressing, wearing skirts, heels, thigh highs, lingerie. The idea turned me on. He bought me a pair of thigh high black boots with six-inch heels and told me to learn to walk in them.    

  Though my body is muscular, I am very curvy. I guess you could call me effeminate, I bought skirts and thigh highs and heels of my own plus lingerie that I wore under my clothes. I knew what Victoria's Secret is even if no one else did. 

  I wore my heels and skirts sometimes paired with thigh highs to clean house in the mornings, Jeon I think has moved in with his lover as he hasn't come home at all. It hurt, I felt like I had been abandon all over again, depression set in. I started having deadly thoughts and told Yoongi who forced me to go to a doctor now I'm on medication for depression. 

  Yoongi became my lifeline, I know he is training me as a sub and part of that is him caring for me, but he somehow made me feel special like he genuinely cared  I had never had that before. I burned with desire for him, every time he cuffed me and whipped my body into a frenzy I wanted him inside me, I ached for it. I'm going to tell him today that I feel though I cum all the time I feel unfulfilled, I want him to make me his bitch.

I cleaned house in skirts and heels sometime thigh highs depending on my mood, today I am wearing one of Jeon's hoodies and the black thigh high boots Yoongi had bought me. Let me tell you getting used to walking in six-inch heels takes practice, I nearly broke my ankle a dozen times, but now I'm a pro. 

  After cleaning, I head to the kitchen to make myself breakfast. I had taken a cooking class at the local community collage, it was a week-long class. I learned everything from flaying a fish to basting a twenty pound turkey, on the last day of class we had a competition to see who could invent the most appealing desert. I made vanilla cupcakes, but instead of whipping it all              together I beat the egg whites till stiff and folded into the batter making it more like an Angel Food Cake, then dumped the batter into lined cupcake tins then sat another cupcake tin on top forming cups. While those are baking I make Lime Curd and add that to some cheesecake filling I had whipped up, after letting the cake cups cool I filled them with the filling and added fresh raspberries on top garnished with mint leaves, I won the competition. We were able to take the leftovers home, so I stopped by Jeon's club and gave the bouncer the cupcakes "tell Jeon there from Jimin" he stared down at the plate then at me "you're Jimin?" he questioned, I nodded "let me get him" I shook my head as I walked back to my car.

  I made myself a frittata using steamed vegetables leftover from last night dinner and some feta cheese. I nearly screamed when I walked into the dining room and saw a haggard looking Jeon sitting there, his cheeks are flushed his hair sticks to his damp skin, bloodshot eyes gaze back at me. I sat the plate in front of him and headed back to the kitchen "Jimin" he rasped out making me frown. I walked over to him and raised my hand pressing it to his temple, he jerked away nearly falling from his chair "eat, then I'll help you upstairs" he finally picked up his fork and took a bite, seconds later he's inhaling his food. I realize how much weight he had lost, I went back to the kitchen and made him another Frittata, this time adding ham and Cheddar cheese. I made toast and buttered it adding blackberry jam, I put the kettle on and pulled out my phone when it rang, it is Namjoon

PJ: what happened to Jeon?

KN: thank God he's there! I don't know what happened. He hasn't eaten or slept in months, he paces all night. He's stressing everyone out, and Jesus his temper all the subs are terrified of him

I frowned why isn't his boyfriend doing something?

PJ: have you contacted his boyfriend? I'm sure Jeon would be much happier with him

the line when silent for a moment

KN: he doesn't have a boyfriend trust me he is happy where he is, take care of him and let me know if you need anything

  The line went dead, I was confused Helen had said there is only one person that made Jeon            happy and so had he so who the fuck was it if it wasn't a mysterious boyfriend?

  I text Yoongi that I wouldn't be over today I needed to stay and take care of Jeon since he is sick, he is fine with it. 

  I carried the food out to Jeon and sat it in front of him taken the empty plate. The tea kettle began to whistle, so I grabbed us both a cup and made up tea, I made him chamomile it would help him relax and go to sleep. I chose Earl Grey, I had been restless all night and even though I had played with the toy Yoongi gave me I still felt unfulfilled. If I didn't have a cock in me soon I was going to go mad. I wolfed down a piece of toast with jam before heading back to the dining room, he has finished his second plate and is finishing the toast I set the steaming cup in front of him "drink this it will help you relax" he reached out and grabbed it, I noticed his hand trembled. He must be exhausted "finish it then I'll help you upstairs" he nodded sipping the tea, I turned only for him to grab my arm. 

  I reached out and ran my fingers through his hair "relax I'm not going anywhere" he relaxed and dropped his arm, finishing his tea he scooted the chair back and stood up. I gulped mine down and wrapped my arm around his waist "ok big guy, lets go slow and try to stay on your feet because there is no way in hell I can carry you."

  I could feel his body tremble as he leaned heavily against me, it is taking a lot of effort on his part to climb the stairs. I had never been so happy to reach the top of the stairs, he is getting heavier and heavier. Finally, we reach his room, I grab the bedding and pull it back before pushing him down. He stared up at me with pain filled eyes, why did I feel like I had caused his pain? I helped him out of his suit jacket then began unbuttoning his dress shirt and removed it leaving him in his tank top. I pushed him back on the bed, slipping off his shoes and socks.

   I reached for the button on his pants, then zipper he lifts his butt making it easier to pull off. I toss them on the floor "I'm going to get a washrag I'll be right back" I can feel his eyes on me as I walk to the bathroom. I wet a washrag and head back to him "I'm going to wipe you down, you have a fever, and we need to get it down", he groaned as I wiped down his face with the cold cloth then his neck. I gulped loudly as I ran the cloth across his pecks and lower, his body is breathtaking. I felt like a pervert drooling over his practically naked body when he was sick and out of his mind with fever.

  His arm shot out hooking me around the waist and dragging me into the bed, I gasped in surprise as my back hit his broad chest "Jeon what the hell" "just for a little bit, please" he mumbled, I sighed and leaned down unzipping my boots and tossing them to the floor before lying down next to him. He drew me closer to him wrapping his arm around my waist, I could feel his hot breath on the nape of my neck causing my body to break out in goosebumps.

  He is holding me tightly like he's afraid I'm going to run away, to be honest I probably would. I can't shake these feelings I have for him and I know there is absolutely no mutual feelings, I would end up humiliating myself once again. I decided to wait till he fell asleep, I didn't realize how warm and comfortable I would feel and soon I felt myself growing drowsy, my eyes flittered shut as I joined him in blissful sleep.