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The room was deathly quiet.
Taehyung dared not even breathe, eyes wide as they locked onto the form stalking in front of him.
Jimin felt powerful. It was the rush of domspace that had him tipping his head back in euphoria. His silver hair fell over his brow and the light caught on the rhinestones beneath each eye. Heeled boots clicked against the wooden floor, echoing around the large playroom.
Taehyung himself stood trembling against a wooden post, tied to it with red rope that pinched at his skin in the most sinful ways. As Jimin sauntered towards him, Taehyung’s dripping cock gave a kick when he saw the crop in Jimin’s hand.
From ass to fingers the dominant was encased in black latex, a vinyl corset covering his midsection. The neck of it crawled all the way up to his jaw where his scarlet lips pulled into a smile.
“Do you like it, Taehyungie?” he cooed and delighted in the way Taehyung let out a breath he had been holding for quite some time. Jimin drew closer and peered up at the submissive. He caressed a single finger on the underside of his arms that were pinned up above him. “When you told me you liked latex I wasn’t so sure but now…” Jimin trialed off purposefully running his free hand over his own arm, fascinated. “I quite like it, hmm?”
Taehyung exhaled and liked at his lips, Jimin catching the motion. With feigned innocence, Jimin forced Taehyung to meet his eyes again. “I bet you were thinking of fucking me in this, huh? Have me whimpering on the bed while you push your cock in and out and in and out,” Jimin punctuated slowly, breaking out into a giggle when Taehyung’s cock gave another kick in arousal. The shaft was hardening now, the head an angry red that dribbled precum onto the floor. Jimin licked his lips. It was no secret that Taehyung’s dick was big.
And it was all his.
His latex-gloved hand traced down Taehyung’s abdomen after passing the crop to the other. It curled around Taehyung’s cock, settling around the warm member to simply hold it. Jimin watched it twitch in his hand, watching Taehyung try to rut into it but ultimately failing against the crimson rope restricting him against the post.
The submissive groaned in annoyance and was suddenly struck against the shin. Jimin looked up at him coldly, crop gripped in his hand from smacking against Taehyung’s leg.
“Don’t make a sound,” Jimin ordered, voice stern.
Jimin hand then began moving up and now, he caressed Taehyung’s cock, squeezing it on the way up to the tip to milk him of everything he had. The submissive’s eyes rolled back in his head. He pressed his mouth closed, desperate to do as Jimin commanded in fear of what he’d do otherwise.
Jimin hummed, leaning further into Taehyung’s body while his hand continued to milk him. “I bet this doesn’t feel as good as my asshole, huh?” He pressed his lips against Taehyung’s chest, leaving a print of his lips there in rouge wax.
Hips beginning to jerk, Taehyung found himself twitching against the pole as he tried so desperately to hold his tongue. Yet Jimin was masterful in his ministrations, knew him inside and out enough to push his buttons and tease him to no end. The doms face held a pleasant smile, delighted by Taehyung’s torture.
“What a good boy,” Jimin praised, pressing another kiss to his collar bone this time. His ministrations became slower and harder, squeezing around Taehyung’s head and making sure to dig his thumb into the slit. He delighted in the scrunch of the submissive’s face, his effort to keep his mouth closed and voice mute. “Would you like to speak? Want me to hear how good I’m making you feel?”
“Y-yes,” Taehyung whimpered which was immediately followed by a yelp as Jimin hit his thigh with the crop.
Jimin grinned, eyes alight. “I thought I said no talking,” he teased and squeezed at the head of Taehyung’s cock once again, keeping his fist tightened there.
Taehyung thrashed in Jimin’s grip, wrists yanking against the robes binding him. “B-but-” he tried to get out again and was rewarded a tighter squeeze before Jimin forced himself away. He slapped the submissive on the other thigh who let out a yelp.
“What did I say about noise, baby?” Jimin enquired, coldly and slapped his submissive every time a sound left his mouth. The crop landed on his chest, his underarms, his cock, and even his face. The red marks that began booming on Taehyung’s honey brown skin gave Jimin a sense of pride and part of him felt like skipping all this foreplay and rawing Taehyung right then and there.
He held himself back and stalked closer again. Taehyung’s hair stuck to his forehead with sweat and his head bowed from how humiliated he was. Jimin grabbed his submissive’s jaw roughly and forced him to meet his eyes.
“So beautiful,” Jimin praised, taking in Taehyung’s tear-streaked face. Indeed, the submissive looked ethereal like this, lips bitten red and raw and mascara smudged around wet eyes. “So lovely,” he praised again and pushed Taehyung’s face away again to saunter to the little side-table set up behind Jimin.
Atop the table lay various toys Jimin wished to play with this session and his eyes ran appreciatively over the delicate chain of the nipple-clamps, black leather flogger, penis pump, Polaroid and ball gag. After getting a quick snap of Taehyung’s trembling form, he set the crop down and camera and hovered his fingers over the ball gag. He picked the toy up and turned back to Taehyung with a wicked grin. The smile pulled wider when Taehyung’s eyes widened as they focussed on the red ball and accompanying leather straps.
“This might help you stay quiet, pup,” Jimin commented idly, reaching up and tapping the submissive’s cheek. Thankfully, he did as he was told this time and opened up obediently. Taehyung’s teeth clacked against the ball as the gag was fixed into place. After fastening the straps together, Jimin yanked at them to test their durability, then, satisfied, kissed at Taehyung’s nose to plant another red spot on his skin.
“I’m gonna paint you so many different colors, love,” Jimin imagined, pressing his forehead to his submissive’s lovingly despite what he was about to do to him. Drawing away, Jimin asked, “Do you remember your safe sound?”
Taehyung was quiet for a moment, wracking his brain until Jimin slapped him. Taehyung sobbed.
“What is it?”
Taehyung continued sputtering, Jimin’s hand raised for another blow. But before the hand could fall, Taehyung managed to hum out their safe sound.
Jimin drew closer and nuzzled into the submissive’s cheek. “Well done, baby,” he placed a butterfly kiss against Taehyung’s jaw, “I’m gonna reward you now.” Jimin’s body tingled and he watched Taehyung’s cock give a little kick at the mention of a reward.
Pacing back to the table, Jimin retrieved the nipple clamps and teasingly snapped them at him. Before he placed them upon his submissive, he flicked at Taehyung’s nipples, delighting in the submissive’s flinch. Jimin took one between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it between the digits. Above him, Taehyung exhaled a grunt, encouraging Jimin to be a lot more rough, which the dominant was fine by. He pinched harder and yanked at them, pointedly ignoring Taehyung’s wriggling beneath his gloved hands. Satisfied, he went ahead and secured the clamp on one nipple, Taehyung’s exhaled moan going straight to his dick. While Jimin stimulated the other nipple, to leaned down to tease the tip of his tongue over the clamped nipple, the bud red and angry, smirking when Taehyung whined.
The finishing touch to Taehyung’s ‘outfit’ as it were, was the penis pump also taken from the table. Jimin bent down to attach it to his submissive. He made sure to torture Taehyung some more beforehand though, he pressed his closed lips against the tip, scarlet wax and milky precum mixing together. Jimin didn’t take it any further than that, just kept his lips pressed to it as he looked up at his submissive.
“Wouldn’t it be nice,” Jimin began mouth barely catching on the penis in front of him, “to have your cock buried inside my throat.”
Taehyung let out unsteady breaths.
“The tip will go down far and I’d swallow around it,” Jimin continued, Taehyung twitching at every hot breath spoken against him. “I’d be your little cockslut, nothing better than to warm your dick in my mouth.” He regarded Taehyung with a cold, dark, yet seductive look. He flicked his tongue against the tip just once before leaning away to apply the penis pump. Taehyung grunted as the Jimin pumped him a couple times so the suction held the toy in place against him.
“Lovely,” Jimin commented and straightened. He reached up and untied Taehyung’s wrists from the top of the beam. He let the limbs down slowly and massaged some life back into them. “Now it’s my turn to feel good,” he forebode as he led the submissive away from the pole and toward a very medieval looking surface. It had been situated in front of the grand floor to ceiling mirror at about waist height, consisting of one central padded block, two cuffed leg supports below and away from it, and two more cuffed armrests below and in front of it.
“It looks very fun, huh?” Jimin commented excitedly, leading Taehyung right to it.
He pushed the submissive down so his shins rested on the leg rests, his upper body was laid on the central block and his arms were resting in front of him.
“Good boy,” Jimin praised as he began to strap him in. The cuffs were tight and creaked every time Taehyung tried to move. Once again, Jimin tested each cuff to make sure they were safe then, indulgently, he slapped Taehyung’s ass, watched the skin wobble and blemish.
He reached down and pumped Taehyung’s cock again who whined at the tightening in his groin. Jimin pressed himself between Taehyung’s spread legs, pressing his latex covered cock into Taehyung’s ass. “Can you feel how much Minnie wants you?” he asked innocently as he not-so-innocently ground his hips into Taehyung’s immobile body. The latex squeaked against the buttplug sat snug in Taehyung’s ass, pressing it deeper into him and tickling his sweet spot.
Jimin pressed himself against him once more, bent over to lay himself flat against Taehyung’s back, he watched his submissive’s terrified but aroused expression in the mirror. He dipped his head to trace scarlet kisses down the dark-haired boy’s spine. He continued down to his tail bone and even further until his face hovered in front of the purple butt plug nestled inside Taehyung’s stretched hole. With one last kiss to Taehyung’s ass cheek, Jimin locked his teeth against the base of the plug. His lipstick smeared against the submissive’s hole as he wiggled the toy out of him. It was a difficult process but judging by Taehyung’s breathy moans, Jimin had no complaints and continued until the toy was all the way out. Taehyung’s hole clenched around nothing and Jimin make sure to suck a long kiss to the puckered muscle.
It shone with lube and when Jimin poked a finger inside, it felt loose enough yet Jimin got up anyway and waltzed to the cabinet that housed all their bottles of lube. He clicked his tongue while he looked through all the bottles and heard Taehyung tremble and whine. He smiled at Taehyung’s impatience and selected a bottle of cherry flavoured lube. He paced back to Taehyung, delighting in the clack of his heels that had Taehyung flinching at every echo.
Finally, Jimin stood behind Taehyung again. He maintained eye contact with the submissive as he popped the cap, the silence of the room amplifying Jimin’s every movement. He squeezed the lube onto his fingers and barely warmed it before pressing them against his hole, the submissive whined. Jimin moaned at the feeling of Taehyung’s hole clench against the flat of his hand. He rubbed up and down the crack and noted how Taehyung attempted to move with him.
With another slap to the ass, Jimin teased, “Are you hungry for it, Taehyungie? Your hole certainly is, not even clenching around anything.” Jimin plunged two fingers in already. Taehyung moaned at the feeling, a frustrated growl that had Jimin tingling. “So fucking greedy,” Jimin gushed. “Can’t wait to fuck you.”
At that, Taehyung pushed his ass back, sending Jimin’s fingers deeper.
“My eager baby,” the dominant cooed and reached between his own legs. With a pop, the body suit gave way and Jimin’s cock hung free. He pumped some more lube into his hands and spread it over his cock. He rubbed the head over Taehyung’s hole, both delighting in the sensation. Taehyung jerked his hips again and Jimin punished him with another pump to the toy suctioned against his cock.
Jimin kept one hand on the pump, the other on the back of Taehyung’s neck as he pressed his cock in. A chorus sounded as the two moaned in unison. “Yes, baby,” Jimin gasped. “So warm and tight for Minnie.”
He waited a moment, fully sheathed and watched Taehyung’s face in the mirror. The poor boy had makeup running down his face, he was drooling around the gag and his wet eyes remained locked with Jimin’s. The dominant knew in that moment that he was ready.
Jimin reached forward even more, fingers tiptoeing up Taehyung’s neck to his head until they thread into his hair. He yanked, just hard enough, so the submissive was truly facing him in the mirror, and began to grind his hips. The thrusts were slow, shallow, but hard, determined to press deep enough into Taehyung, so he’ll feel it for days.
“Fuck yeah,” Jimin breathed, thrusts becoming more confident. He pulled at Taehyung’s hair more and fucked in harder. The submissive was more vocal now, as much as he could be with the ball gag still wedged between his teeth. His guttural moans filled the room and spurred Jimin to keep going.
Gradually, Jimin would squeeze at the penis pump, resulting in Taehyung’s long, drawn-out moans.
“Baby,” Jimin whined, “you take my cock so well, so fucking warm, fucking hell. I wanna be inside you forever, baby, would you like that? Wanna be my cockwarmer?”
Taehyung could only moan at Jimin’s dirty words.
The dominant set a hard and fast pace, the sound of their hips clapping throughout the room, Jimin couldn’t help but moan along with the dark-haired man.
Jimin let go of the penis pump to strike his hand over Taehyung’s ass cheeks, over and over again until Taehyung was sobbing. But as much as Jimin wanted to just get off on Taehyung's tight asshole, he also felt bad for the poor thing and began angling his thrusts to find his prostate. He considered mission success when the submissive suddenly roared and a sly grin pulled at Jimin's lips. He began abusing the sweet spot, delighting in the pained sobs that came from Taehyung's throat.
Jimin finally took pity and reached to unbuckle the ball gag of which was expelled from Taehyung's mouth at the earliest possible moment.
"Tell Minnie how good he's fucking you right now," Jimin goaded, thrusting purposefully into Taehyung's g-spot so hard the kid cried out.
Taehyung could only sputter which drove Jimin to grabbing the penis pump once more and squeezing to reduce the submissive to a sobbing mess.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Jimin moaned possessively. "All mine." Now, Jimin admired his handy work, the bites and lipstick and bruises that would border purple tomorrow. Taehyung’s hole sucked around his cock, gripping as if reluctant for it to leave, Jimin grinned.
“Let me hear you, Taehyungie,” Jimin implored, moaning from his own pleasure, the visual of Taehyung tied up and spread for him, and the way his member disappeared over and over again inside the submissive’s tight wet heat. Jimin aimed for his prostate again and reveled in the long, drawn-out moan that Taehyung released. “Good boy,” he soothed and bent himself over his back again.
This time he bared his teeth to the skin of Taehyung’s side and bit down harshly. Taehyung shouted his pain which only spurred the dominant on. He left teeth marks all over Taehyung’s back, decorating the brown skin along with the lipstick and bruises.
He was a fucking work of art.
Jimin grabbed the penis pump once more and with one last squeeze Taehyung was coming into it. His moans were loud and beautiful, falling into sobs as Jimin continued to abuse his hole. The silver-haired man released Taehyung from the penis pump and reached down to rub him even more.
“Give Minnie all your cum, baby,” Jimin encouraged. “Stain the floor with it, I want a whole puddle of it.”
Taehyung could only give stuttered moan in response as his body twitched from the over-stimulation. “Minnie…” he sighed and sniffed
“Yes, baby,” Jimin replied softly despite how hard he was still fucking the poor boy.
Taehyung moaned. “Mmm- W-want your cum too…”
Jimin slammed in, causing Taehyung to sob again. “What’s the magic word, baby?”
“P-please…”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Jimin preened and withdrew. He bent over and uncuffed the submissive from his restraints. He led him up to a standing position but the comfort was short lived as he then pushed Taehyung to the ground. He landed on his butt and elbows, wincing up at Jimin who now had his cock in his hand as he jerked himself off. “How badly do you want my cum, love?” Jimin asked, almost like a threat.
Taehyung whined, “Sososo bad, I want Minnie’s cum all over me.” He reached a hand out. “Please let me…”
“No,” Jimin slapped his hand away. “You will stay there and take it like a good boy,” he glared, causing Taehyung to shrink away.
Jimin couldn’t help but think of him as a kicked puppy, beaten black and blue, his eyes wide and alight with arousal. His dick weeped the last dregs of his orgasm onto the floor.
With two more tugs, Jimin threw his head back as he climaxed. He milked himself through it, watching as his cum splattered against Taehyung’s spent body. The little shit even had the audacity to lean forward and try to collect some on his tongue.
Jimin sighed, “Go on then,” he allowed and the submissive immediately moved forward to suckle at Jimin’s cock. He lovingly combed his fingers through Taehyung’s hair as he swallowed down the last of Jimin’s cum like it was the last drops of milk at the bottom of the carton. “That’s my good boy,” Jimin praised, cock warm and snug as it edged down Taehyung’s throat.
Later on, Jimin would scrub his baby clean in the bath, would lovingly wash his hair, but not before snapping a picture on his polaroid to remember forever. He would tell Taehyung what a good boy he was, that he did so well, that he’s perfect. And when Jimin tucked them both into bed, he’d draw Taehyung to his chest and press a kiss to his head.
He would say, “Remember Minnie loves you,” just before they’d drift off to sleep.