Punishment Room

@^Naru^ /smirks as i ties you down in restraints/
/rips your clothes off and into shreds/
/only leaves your underwear on/
/grabs a single tailed bull whip/
i've been wanting to use this room for so ing long. i won't touch you sweet heart, but this whip will, and by the end you will be begging me to you in exchange for torturing you. i will add on, but i think for now 50 across your front works good for me, maybe after that i grab a riding crop and give some good hard to your .
/smirks as i bring my arm up and crack the whip down across your stomach/
/the impact can be heard throughout the room/
/smiles deviantly as i see by one strike a red mark has appeared nicely/
/continues to beat you until i get to 20 lashes, each one cracking throughout the room and leaving a mark/
/by the 25th strike there is some blood coming from you/

@$Chen Xiang$ /kicks and fights;
/growls at an continues to fight;
Don't ing touch me-

@^Naru^ /sighs and sits up/
/grabs your hair/
/drags you to the punishment room/
you clearly have no idea who i am
/forces you down and ties your arms/
i will make you pay

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi's eyes slowly become unfocused as he begins to feel the effects of the inside of him. His muscles twitch at the touch, a shiver running down his spine wondering just what the other was planning. Thin lips part, his breathing increasing with the fast pace of his balls and being stimulated. He couldn't keep his open whimpering as the toy is shoved deeper inside of him. Yoongi's head rolls to the side resting against his arm when the ring is put on him, restricting him. The male protests, muscles tightening around the toy as it is being pulled out, twitching around nothing. What he soon got, his his eyes opening, back arching with a pained pleasure moan escape at the large toy is forced into him. He was so used to it, that Yoongi ends up in pleasure as he feels his tearing, blood starting run down the toy as he racked by the aggressive vibrations, tugging at the restraints to get a hold of something.

@^Yoongi^ "good boy..." he whispered, watching him with intensity swimming in his eyes. this was the first time he had ever seen or heard the boy actually react to something, and that amused him greatly. with a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips, he allowed his finger to slowly drag over the perineum of the boy higher to his balls, squeezing the velvety feeling flesh into his palms before they were wrapped around the base of the boy's , dragging up and down in a sudden fast pace to create sweet pleasure for him. He squeezed the boy's shaft, his free hand digging in to press the deeper inside the boy to have it poke at all his sensitive spots-- he wanted him to feel the built up of the pleasure. "now thats a good answer" and without a second of hesitation, he slipped the ring over the boy's , tightening it around the base. "cause you don't deserve to just yet" and only minutes later, he tugged the out, replacing it with one much larger than the last one. He pressed the thick tip against the boy's hole before forcing it inside, watching his ring of muscles squeeze around the toy till the toy was deep inside of him- and without hesitation, he turned the toy on, letting the aggressive waves of pleasure hit him.

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi catches his breath for a moment before feeling the smacks against his again. "six." he counts, sweat starting to bead at his forehead. "Yes. Seven." he gives another count. Seeing the flogger being set down, Yoongi leans his head back, letting his muscles relax as much as possible. There is a cool wetness against his skin, brushing over his entrance, teasing him, forcing out whimpers from the bound slave, his hole twitching in want, something it never done before. A soft moan escapes Yoongi, with a soft breathy sound escaping past his lips; a soft sigh of relief. The toy was immediately , the slave tugging at the restraints. "Yes master." he whimpers, back arching, head thrown back revealing the pale expanse of his unmarked neck.

@^Yoongi^ "good boy" his hand wandered over the boy's bottom, squeezing the redness before smacking the flogger down again and again, three more times with a pause. "remember how you acted?" another smack and he pulled back, putting the flogger down before going towards the set of s. He grabbed a small sized before dipping it in lube, he then returned in between the boy's legs and slowly brushed the small sized toy over he boy;s untouched hole, and with one push of his arm, the easily slipped past the ring of muscles and squeezed its way inside the boy's walls. Namjoon barely waited before he was pressing the button and putting the vibration of the small toy on max, letting him feel the sudden waves of pleasure. "do you think you deserve a punishment?"

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi doesn't know what to expect, never being in such a situation before. He allows his body to be manhandled, his wrists cuffed followed by his legs being spread wide open. His heart rate increases as he moves his hands together as if fidgeting to calm down. Taking a few silent deep breaths, he turns his attention to the speaking master. "I understand." he says, his body relaxing a bit when he feels the touch on his skin, but the warmth was replaced by the smooth cool leather. He hears the question, and he does remember it. "I remember." he answers him, following two small slaps to his skin. "3." he gives him the count.

@^Yoongi^ "good boy" he whispered, keeping his actions halted for a minute longer to just watched the pale of the boy infront of him before he walked forward, gripping each of his wrists and tugging it up to lock the cuff hanging from the swing bed around his wrist to lock it. He did it with his other hand and his legs, pulling them up and spreading them in a such a perfect position that had the boy exposed infront of him, allowing the air to touch over every intimate area he had. The flogger was soon in his hand, the leather tips swaying from side to side in such a skillful manner. "so Yoongi, You're gonna answer my questions and count, you make mistakes, we start over, got it?" his hand caressed over the boy's bottom, squeezing the pale flesh as a small prepration before he raised the flogger and slapped down against the boy's skin- the leather immediately a soft redness on his skin. "remember our last time baby boy?" and came two more floggers slapping down on the boys skin.

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi eyes the items that the male chose, knowing that he won't be making it out of here unmarked. The shorter male, side eyes the master, watching him remove his own shirt, leaving his torso bare. Physical attraction has no effect on Yoongi's libido but he can say though, that Namjoon is an attractive male, muscles defined just enough to not be overly prominent including well defined abs. Definitely attractive. The voice rings in his ear, as he continues the task he was given, he pulls each item of clothing off his body, revealing pale skin. Fully , Yoongi moves managing to sit in the leather swing bed.

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@^Yoongi^ "yes, , right now" He already have two different sized s and a plug ready on the table before him, and there laid a flogger and two different whips. He was not going easy tonight, perhaps it was his way of making up for what Yoongi had given him the other night, but he was gonna make sure the boy was gonna lose his voice by the time he'd get out, or make him sing loud enough for the room's walls to not be able to handle it. He loosened each and every button of his shirt, pulling the fabric off before gently resting it on the table to keep it from wrinkling. He turned around, , defined torso facing Yoongi. "hurry up Yoongs"

@:HyunSeung: He whimpered loudly, not wanting to strip but he knew he didnt have a chance to run or do anything stupid. He obliged. He slowly took off his clothes until he's buck , feeling extremely shy in front of the other male. "I am done stripping...sir." He said it softly, voice barely coming out from his mouth.

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi catches his breathing when he is released. He watches as the male walks along the room, eyeing the walls with an expert eyes and choosing the items he wishes to use. Yoongi can feel his skin crawl, a curious need filling him. Yoongi bites his bottom lip, nodding his head as he removes his clothes. However he eyes the swing bed curiously as he never seen it before. Yoongi turns his attention back to the male, his form bare of any clothing. "Do you want me to lay down Master?" he asks him.

@^Yoongi^ The yes had a smirk tugging on the male's lips- and just like that, he completely pulled himself away from Yoongi along side the grip he had on him. Loosening his sleeves, he pulled them up, going straight towards the walls of different toys and whips, selecting a few as if he knew every single one of them-- and he did, he was quite knowledgable when it came to some play...on a rougher side. "strip off all of your clothes and get on the swing bed." his sentence held authority before he turned around, leaning back and watching him- waiting for him and almost silently daring him to bother and disobey- cause Namjoon was in the right mood to tame a brat if he needed to.

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi's voice catches in his throat unable to speak a proper response and just ends up giving a nod as an answer. The intense gaze has the male's skin crawl but in a good way. A hitch of his breath, following a shuddered exhale as the lips meet his neck. The fingers in his hair grip the stands tightly, forcefully keeping him in place as his head is forced back. Yoongi bites his bottom lip upon feeling the tongue run across his skin stopping just below is jaw line to where his pulse is. Heart beat increasing, Yoongi's eyes close, his whimper muffled from the harsh bite. Yoongi can't loose himself now, not so soon, so he gives himself some grounding by gripping onto the front of Namjoon's shirt, Yoongi pulled even closer and he knows that now Namjoon can feel just how hard Yoongi is. Eyes open, slightly blurry but manages to focus on Namjoons face. "Yes." his voice becoming husky, deeper than what it normally is.

@^Yoongi^ "you don't? should we find out" and the usually sweet, calm tone he had changed into a much more serious one, eyes drinking up the exposure of any pale skin before him just to lean closer- his lips dragging against the side of the boy's neck while his hands curled in between those locks, tugging his back with a much needed force to keep in place with control. His velvety tongue peeked out, a wet line over the extreme paleness of the boy's skin, all the way up to his pulse point and with no warning given, his lips latched, teeth sinking into the skin hard- almost enough to break skin but not yet there and he , like a starved man till a red mark bloomed on the beauty of his neck- and the marking began. His mouth trailing a line of marks up and down with his other hand lowering to grab a handful of the boy's , using the grip to pull him closer. "wanna find out how much till you beg me to stop?"

sneaks in here and begins to play with the restraints, trying on various harnesses and gags with a soft smile

@$Namjoon$ Once the taller stood, Yoongi was more trapped than before, being forced to look up and meet the others eyes. The grip was hard and firm, the moment he moves forward, instinctively Yoongi is moving backwards until the other stops, gazes still locked. Despite the clothes still on his body, it was as if Yoongi can feel the touch flush against his skin, it was light starting at his side and moving around to his back. A shudder crawls along his skin, goosebumps raising as the space closes and Yoongi is flushed against the master. "I..I don't know." he tells the male honestly, his voice low in a whisper, as if matching whatever atmosphere was being created around the two.

@^Yoongi^ He released a chuckle. If there was one thing Kim Namjoon was actually very good at, it was reading people and he could feel the waves of awkwardness rolling off of Yoongi. He pushed himself up once more, the height difference now fully visible before gripping the boy's chin, pulling it up to lock their gazes together. His grip was hard, but not enough to hurt the other. He moved forward, guiding the boy to move back till they were at the edge of the leather swing bed. "tell me Yoongi, how much can you really take hm?" he whispered the question, a michief filled tone used as he allowed his free hand to lower down, lightly caressing the side of the boy's waist all the way up to his back and down once more, tugging him flushed against his own body in a swift movement to get rid of the space in between them. He neared the boy, lips only inches apart from him with eyes locked on Yoongi's as if he was trying to flip through his pages and find some sort of reasoning there.

@$Namjoon$ Yoongi stood by the door as he watches the male take his coat off and hang it up before sitting in a chair. Yoongi likes to come up with some idea of what is to happen, but having only met the other once before, it was hard to come up with any idea. "Its nice to see you as well." he returns the greeting seeing the master get comfortable in the chair. The atmosphere needed to change, as Yoongi can feel the edges of awkwardness starting to set in, but hopefully it will as he follows the instructions, moving closer to stand in front of the other when he was gestured. Yoongi didn't say much, he lacks a lot of skills when it comes to meeting a customer, knowing some approve when the client takes the initiative which Yoongi doesn't have.

@^Yoongi^ The familiar face opened up the door, and Namjoon grew silence. Namjoon didn't easily judge people, but he had his doubts for the night. Wit ha small smile and an amused looked plastered on his face, he walked inside of the room, watching as the boy kept it closed. His eyes wandered around the room, he had been inside of it before but he had never put it into good use. "Nice to see you again Yoongi" He whispered the boy's name, gripping the edges of his coat before pulling it off his body before neatly hanging it on the hanger on the wall. He loosened the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them up, the muscles of his arms starting to show off unconsciously before he turned around, leaning against the leather seat beside the rows and rows of toys that were there, making him want to try each and every one of them. He had a side, but he didn't usually show it, at least not in the first few meetings, but he was starting to consider making an exception. Did he want to bring up last time? yes, but he held back, he wanted to see what tonight had in store for him. His hands crawled inside his pockets, eyes locked on the boy before him before pulling a hand out to gesture the boy closer. "come on, don't stand so far"

@$Namjoon$ For the middle of the week, Yoongi was seeing how busy the brothel was getting people who normally weren't clients were getting requested and everyone seemed to be avoiding Yoongi at all costs possible. He cant blame them either with how he used to be. However, when the receptionist came to Yoongi's room and said he had a customer he was honestly surprised as he is being led to the room. Looking around, the door closes behind him, the slave had never been in this room before but has seen and glanced inside of it in the past. They're they were, the three familiar knocks, walking to the door he was shocked to see who it was. Never had someone who had been with Yoongi had returned to him, so seeing a returner he figured the brothel is busier than normal. "Come in." He says, stepping aside to allow the taller before switching the sign on the door that claims the room is occupied. Shutting the door behind him, Yoongi looks at the elder, a nervousness building on the inside but his face resorted to it's natural state. It was the first customer Yoongi had in a couple months, and he was truly hoping he can do his job properly.

@^Yoongi^ He should have probably expected this, thats why he usually came in the middle of the week where the brothel was less busy, but tonight it was so busy that he had to wake a second for the reception guy to show up, looking like he had just gotten ed- well, it was not that surprising if he had gotten ed, it was a brothel after all. The brothel was busy enough for everyone to be booked, minus one person, min Yoongi. The person Namjoon had chosen before, someone who he had a less than pleasant encounter with. It was weeks ago where he had decided to give a new face a try, but all he had gotten was fake moves, moans and s. And he was less than pleased when he went home that night, so to pick him again was a risk cause he was beyond stressed this week and he wanted nothing more than to get rid of this amount of tension clinging to his shoulders.

With a loud sigh, he decided to give the male another try, hoping he would get ...something out of this. with a sharp inhale of breath, he was led to the only room available, the punishment room. The name sounded accurate for what he had in mind considering the actions of the male before, it made him want to punish him till a real sound came out of him. Shaking the thought away, he lit up a cigar on the way, taking a few sharp inhales of the cancer stick to fill up his lungs with nicotine and calm, the calm he desperately needed these days. He leaned against the door, and as the rules said, gave three knocks- his cigar slowly coming to an end.