owned by devil

owned by devil

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Dark Fantasy
High Fantasy
"Rule Three," he said coldly, "was very clear." Y/n's lips trembled. "I'm sor-" "On your knees." Her breath hitched, but she obeyed. He walked toward her in silence. From his pocket, he drew the black leather blindfold. "Eyes." She hesitated-and that earned her a slap. Not harsh. Not cruel. Just enough to sting. To remind her. To arouse something twisted inside them both. "Crawl to me," Jungkook ordered. Naked. Blindfolded. Gagged. She crawled. The cold floor teased her skin. Her nipples, already hard from the humiliation, dragged against the tiles. The air itself felt like fingers, whispering over her thighs. She reached his boots and stopped, trembling.
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"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

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