Seventeen ~ scenarios [please request]

*Wonwoo ~ slave*

This was requested by YoonJihannn

Yeah so this is going to be a smut so if you don't like this kind of stuff please skip this chapter or go find another story to read...
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"So miss, do you know why I've called you in here?" His voice; softly deep. You, a house maid hired by the dark man situated in his office chair flipping through documents, had been called to see the devil himself. The reason; unknown.

"No sir, I do not." He glanced up at you through his shining glasses.

"Perhaps this will fill in the gaps..." He held up a book with a brown leather cover. A black elastic band was wrapped around the outside to keep the confines shut. Your head immediately dropped once you recognised the rectangular object.

"Ah, I've been trying to find it for a while." You said praying he hadn't looked through it's contents.

"Yes and I've been reading it for a while." Your face flushed a deep crimson.

"I'm so sorry sir..." You said through a sigh as you bowed in an apologetic way.

"I'm guessing you'll want this back?" You nodded your head, unable to form words due to the embarrassment. "Mind reading a passage for me?"

"Sir?" Your head shot up, eyes wide.

"Sorry. What I meant to say is I'm not going to give your diary back until you read a passage for me." He stood up from his chair and walked up to you, handed you the small notebook, then stepped back to lean against the front of his desk. You, on the other hand, stood there in shock and disbelief, not knowing what to do. "Hang on a sec," he leaned toward you and extended his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "There..." He whispered. He adjusted his form and leaned against his his desk once more. "Now, please begin."

"Any specific passage you would like me to read?" You kind of wish you didn't say that because he chose the exact passage that you didn't want to read. "Today Master Jeon had me come into his office to help rearrange some furniture, but I kept getting lost in my thoughts. Maybe one day I wouldn't be his maid. Maybe one day he'll make me his slave." You had to pause, you couldn't take this much humiliation.

"Don't you dare stop..." His voice was no longer soft. It was rough, husky. Aggressive. You couldn't help but look up to see Wonwoo touching himself through his pants. You quickly looked back down. You could essentially feel the devilish smirk on his face.

"Someday I want him to own me. I wish to exist only for him. Take me as his own." Your face was practically burning by now.

"Look at me..." He said quietly, but you refused to follow his command. "LOOK AT ME SLUT!" You slowly raised your head to look at his slender figure.

"I apologize for not following orders, sir." He stand up and walks towards you. The way his hand came closer to your face, you'd think that he would gently grab your chin and kiss you. But he does the complete opposite. He forcefully grabs your neck and pushes you back further and further until your back comes into contact with the door.

"You know I can take whatever I want" you swallow your saliva so hard you almost choke.

Next thing you know your clothes are on the floor and your getting fucked senseless on his desk. "Open your mouth whore" you had learnt the first time to not disobey an order from Wonwoo so you comply and open your mouth. "Wider... WIDER BITCH!" Your mouth was so sore that it started to cramp up. The pain would soon be over as he spat into your mouth and then aggressively grabbed your neck causing you to close your mouth.

"Swallow. It." He said in between moans. He still had his hand around your neck which made it a bit harder for you to swallow his saliva, but you still managed. He pulled out of you and pulled you off his desk. He then went to a box in the corner of the room which you had never noticed before now. He took out a dildo, a vibrator and a bunch of ropes.

"Sit in the chair, slave." You followed instructions without a second thought. "Good girl," you could help but smile a little as you had finally been able to please him. He then proceeded to tie your hands and feet to the chair. He pressed the vibrator against your thigh, with the head of the toy placed on your clit. He tied a rope around your thigh to secure the toy into place.

He teased you a little by tracing the outline of your entrance with the dildo then proceeded to shove it in without warning. He turned the vibrator on and you started to squirm and wimped, begging for him to stop but all he did was slap your cheek.

"UNGRATEFUL BITCH! YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME FOR EVEN LETTING YOU SIT IN MY CHAIR!" he squished your cheeks making you pout. He studied your face for a while before letting his eyes wander around your figure.

"You're not worth my time..." He spat in your face one last time, released you cheeks from his grip and left you there. He left you there with the dildo in you, the vibrator still on and still tied up. He left you there for God know how long. It felt like eternity.

You sat there moaning your life away wondering when he would come back. Orgasm after orgasm he still wasn't there to set you free. Yet you still waited for him. For eternity.
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Sorry this took so long... And I know it kind of... Eh? I'm not sure how to describe it. It is what is.