Chapter 48: CRIMSON OBSESSION
Shackled Desires
Jungkook woke with a shudder, his senses overwhelmed by the unfamiliar yet unmistakable sensation coursing through his body. His wrists ached, bound tightly above his head with cold steel, the weight of the cuffs pressing into his skin. A thick blindfold wrapped around his eyes, stealing his sight, leaving him in an abyss of darkness where his other senses heightened.
And then there was the slow, insistent vibration deep within him.
A moan tore from his throat before he could suppress it, his back arching instinctively against the smooth, silk sheets beneath him. His breath came out in heavy pants, his body betraying him as it pulsed with heat.
"Awake already, baby boy?" The low, teasing voice sent a shiver racing down his spine. It was familiar, dripping with amusement and control.
Taehyung.
Jungkook gritted his teeth, tugging at the restraints, only for a sharp sting to land across his ass. A slap—firm, deliberate, and unforgiving.
"Count," Taehyung ordered, his voice edged with dangerous amusement.
Jungkook clenched his jaw, his pride refusing to submit so easily.
Another harsh slap landed, the sound echoing in the room. His skin burned where Taehyung’s palm met flesh.
"I said, count."
Jungkook sucked in a sharp breath, his voice tight as he muttered, "One."
"Good boy," Taehyung praised mockingly before delivering another.
"Two."
The punishment continued, each slap making his body jolt, the pain melting into something maddening. His muscles quivered, his mind fogging with every strike. By the time they reached fifty, his breathing was ragged, his body sensitive to every touch.
Taehyung hummed, running his fingers over the heated skin, soothing the stinging pain with a slow caress. "Perfect," he mused before gripping Jungkook’s chin, tilting his head slightly. "But you know, baby boy, you really pissed me off. Letting that woman announce such nonsense without a single word to deny it?"
Jungkook barely had time to respond before the vibrator inside him suddenly increased its pace, the sudden jolt of pleasure tearing a loud, involuntary moan from his lips. His entire body tensed, his muscles contracting as he struggled against the restraints.
"T-Taehyung—"
"Too much?" Taehyung taunted, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "Then you should’ve thought about that before letting the world think you belonged to someone else."
The vibrations intensified, pushing Jungkook closer to the edge. His body trembled, his breath turning desperate as he fought against the overwhelming sensation.
And just as he was about to shatter—everything stopped.
Jungkook let out a frustrated gasp, his body throbbing in protest, denied of release. A whimper slipped past his lips before he could bite it back.
Taehyung smirked, leaning down, his teeth grazing over Jungkook’s flushed skin before biting down—hard. The sharp pain sent a jolt of pleasure through him, a strangled moan escaping as Taehyung licked over the wound, humming in satisfaction.
"Tasty," he murmured against Jungkook’s skin. "I think I’ll mark you everywhere."
Jungkook barely had time to catch his breath before another harsh bite followed. Then another. Each one deeper, more possessive, his skin blooming in red and purple. Some of them bled, Taehyung’s tongue sweeping over the raw wounds, savoring the taste of him.
"You’re mine, baby boy."
A metallic click reached Jungkook’s ears before something cool wrapped around the base of his length. A cock ring. His breath hitched as realization struck.
He was at Taehyung’s mercy. Completely.
And then, Taehyung took him apart.
Over and over again, his body was pushed past its limits, forced to endure the relentless torment of pleasure without relief. Every time he teetered on the edge, Taehyung denied him. Every moan, every cry, every desperate plea fell on deaf ears.
By the fourth round, Jungkook’s body trembled uncontrollably, his mind clouded in a haze of pleasure and pain. His lips were parted, his voice hoarse from the moans and gasps that had escaped him.
And then, everything faded to black as exhaustion finally claimed him.
To Be Continued...
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