Punishment Room 2

@Master Jongjin Taemin held back a laugh, hearing an almost silent sigh from Jongjin. He observed the other at the storage where all sorts of equipment and maybe this little troublemaker had already tried almost every single one of them at least once. He obediently stood still when he was told, being completely submissive for some moments because Taemin loved picking some opportunities to rebel. He didn't really adore punishments with all of his limbs restricted but he'd continue to wait patiently for any exciting part to come. There always is a good part of the show. The purposely didn't open his mouth when the ball gag was fastened on him, enjoying the rough treatment of forcing something on him. Taemin hummed in approval with the master's statement, acknowledging him as an interesting person. Too bad his opportunity to hold a conversation was taken away temporarily. All he could do at this point was to interact using his facial expressions. He gazed back at the other pairs of eyes, giving a curious look that communicates as 'so, what are you planning to do to me?' Or so he tries to give off that kind of impression.

@[B]Taemin Jongjin's signature sigh fluttered into the air when the dog opened his mouth, the master unamused with his almost cocky words. Without a single word or any hesitation, the darkly dressed man walked over to the trunk that held various things and crouched, opening it and pulling out a few things and setting aside the ones he would be using later. When he was satisfied with what he chose, he stalked over to grab the male's feet, muttering a, "stay still" as he strapped them so that he was stretched lengthwise across the bed. After he checked to make sure the couldn't move other than to writhe when Jongjin wanted him to, he took a red ball gag and walked over to the other's head, forcing it into his mouth and securing the leather strap tightly behind his head. "There. Now you can't say something stupid and get yourself in even more trouble." Jongjin said, for the first time gazing directly into Taemin's eyes.

@Master Jongjin Taemin had been staring at random parts of the room,his eyes lingering at the torture devices the most as he body felt excited to feel the sweet pain at his finger tips. His attention was grabbed once he heard the door open with a familiar sound to his ears His smirking face turned into confusion once he saw another person entered the room was not a punisher he grew to know really well but the Master himself. It took a moment for Taemin to realize it was him because he only met the man once when he arrived. He held back a chuckle at the deadpan expression on the stoic male and bowed his head obediently. "Welcome, Master. Why don't you hurry on over and entice me with your tricks." The grinned and spread his legs apart expecting the master do the usual things the punishers have done to him in the past.

@[B]Taemin Jongjin had been kept up to date with the punishments of every troubled dog ever since he first became the new master of the place. He knew who learned their lesson and when, what angered them, and he also knew of those that seemed 'untrainable'. Yet none of those in that position had remained untrainable for more than five sessions of punishment with the master. It was no wonder he was know amongst dogs and staff alike for being a cruel man. As the man with dark features reached the punishment room in which a trouble 'Taemin' was waiting for him, he let out a soft sigh of annoyance, knowing he should have been doing paperwork instead of this. Yet this was much more fun than paperwork. He slowly opened the door and walked in, hearing the electric lock beep closed behind him. He simply stood there, staring expressionlessly at the tied up on the bed. "Greet me." He commanded in an unenthusiastic voice.

@Master Jongjin For the fourth time this week, Taemin was thrown in the punishment room again and the worker he usually sees chained him against the gridded bars. The slim male laid on the bed as he was stripped bare and the worker sighed. "Your punisher will arrive in a moment. Don't you dare cause trouble before he comes." Taemin was then left alone as he took in the surroundings of the punishment room he was in since it was usually different every time. Though he frowned to himself as a spot near his neck felt itchy but his arms were already bounded above his head. He resorted to craning his head to one side as he rubbed his neck against the bed. Taemin happened to take a glance at his body, admiring the beautiful marks on his skin. The reason he kept revisiting has always been his adventurous and mischievous personality, disliking the fact he's confined in a room every day. Taemin also loved the punishments even if they were torture because he being masochistic was in his blood. It was sweet pleasure whenever he became sore and sensitive all over.