Chihoon's Temporary Room

@K-Eli Chihoon knew he was ed. Literally. He was easy prey. Unable to speak, scream, beg, or do anything at all to prevent Elison from having his way with him. Small whimpers left Chihoon in protest of the man's actions, crying out in pain upon the harsh impact of his hands meeting against Chihoon's plump thighs, sending a sting up his body. "A-ah..." Chihoon managed out as he teared up, bringing his hands to cover his mouth. The slave began to attempt pushing the man away with his feet in hopes that he'd stop, continuing to crawl back on all fours to get away.

@PSE-Chihoon Eli was a little shocked when the boy didn't say anything, normally this was when they started begging Eli to leave them alone. But this one didn't say anything, he only made small noises and tried to get away. When Chihoon fell back Elison made his move, he gripped both of the smaller males knees with a grip that would probably leave bruises behind. "Where do you think you are going?" He asked, wrapping those legs around his waist. He pushed his knee down on the bed under the mute, getting more down on his level. "Trying to run from me." He let go of one of Chihoon's thighs, he used his now free hand to land a hard smack against the thigh. "From the owner of this house." He dug his blunt finger tips into Chihoon's thigh dragging them up leaving long red marks behind.

@K-Eli With a shaky breath, Chihoon couldn't say no, he wanted so badly to say no. But all that came out was a little squeak as he hurried to take off his clothes. His body trembled as the man's, possibly a master, and hopefully not a keeper, hungry, lustful, and angry eyes looked over the slave's slender body. Upon realizing that the man had stepped forward, Chihoon took a step back, his feet hitting against the bed as he clumsily fell back onto the bed.

@PSE-Kwangmin Elison was quickly out of his own clothes but the other male hadn't. That was fine Elison would rip them off his body. Elison moved forward, "Clothes off." He grunted in a annoyed tone. One of his hands moved to stroking over his own harden getting it ready to tear into the small beautiful slave. "Quickly, ." Elison wasn't in his right mind, which was why he was here. He tried to remember the boys name a little, but not really. He couldn't remember it the boy was new. would do for now.

@K-Eli Chihoon was asleep, *was* asleep. The loud slam of the dungeon door has Chihoon jolting awake. The mute slave hurriedly sat up. Trembling as his brown eyes struggled to focus in the blinding light. Only to hear his cage cell door open, Chihoon easily obeyed the man's command. Chihoon hurriedly got up, his eyes focusing in the light as they finally took sight of the man starting to strip off his clothes and attire in front of Chihoon. He was confused, tired, and scared. Who was he? Why was he there? Was he a master? What did he do wrong to get a man to come storming into his room?!

@PSE-Kwangmin Angry. Oh how the word couldn't even describe how mad Elison felt. He had it coming, it was really his fault. However he was still pissed. Kwangmin couldn't take it anymore, the abuse was to much. It was always to much. Elison's slaves either left, killed themselves or he killed them. "Gaah." He shouted out as he walked down the hall, he needed something. Anything. He just needed to get rise of all of his anger. He walked down the halls until he reached the dungeon. Slinging the door open he walked down the long hall. He didn't look at the names along the wall he just picked a random door and walked in. Once he was in the door he looked at the much smaller male, perfect. He was so good looking this was totally something Elison could use to help him out. "Up, ." He ripped open his own shirt, the buttons flying all over the room as he went to work on his pants.