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Me, 2 years late: stream persona yall uwu

Pray for our beautiful baby Nyamjewn in this one guys, poor dummy really goes thru it 😔...😈

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Finally.

It was the last day of stretching. The final time Namjoon had to endure a plug up his ass. Sure, it was also the biggest one, but Namjoon was just focusing on the fact that tomorrow would be something different.

Hopefully his ass could catch a break.

He rang the doorbell, shifting a little as the second largest plug had been annoying him all day.

Yoongi opened the door with a smirk. "Wow sub, you almost mastered walking normally with your ass stuffed. Congrats."

Namjoon scowled and pushed the dom aside, striding in. "Shut up and take it out, pervert."

"Eager to get stretched more, hm?" Yoongi hummed as he led the way to the bedroom.

"Eager for it to end." Namjoon muttered, taking his clothes off as they entered the room.

Yoongi watched with a smirk, arms crossed as he leaned against the door.

Namjoon climbed onto the bed, grabbing a pillow as he layed on his front. "Get it over with already, asshole."

Yoongi pushed himself off the wall and walked to the dresser, pulling out the box of plugs, lube, and a small coil of rope.

He looked the student over. "What are you doing?"

Namjoon lifted his head. "What?"

Yoongi jerked his head to the connecting bathroom. "Come on, loser."

Namjoon stared as Yoongi went inside the bathroom, mind blank with confusion.

He slid off the bed and padded over. "Whats going on? Why are we in here this time?"

"Grab the sink and bend over." Yoongi instructed, setting the items on the counter.

Namjoon gripped the edge of the countertop, spreading his legs and lowering his chest down to push his ass out for Yoongi.

The dom kneeled down, grabbing the boys cheeks and parting them to see the shining gem of the plug.

He leaned forward, running his tongue over the toy, and Namjoon jolted.

"Hey! Don't play around, just take it out!" He snapped, cheeks pink.

Yoongi just chuckled, grabbing the gem base and slowly fucking the student with it. "You don't tell me what to do, sub. You're my cute little plaything, and I'll play with my toys whenever and however I want."

Namjoons hands slid over the smooth marble surface, trying to find purchase as the toy was twisted, pushed and pulled. "N-no! 'M not! Fuck you, asshole!"

Yoongi pushed the plug in as far as it would go, reaching around the student to gently brush his fingertips along the boys cock.

Namjoon stiffened, fighting himself to not buck into either of Yoongi's hands. "Stop it, pervert!"

Yoongi ignored him, keeping his thumb pressed on the boys tip, the rest of his hand slowly jerking him off.

Namjoon groaned, tossing his head back as the pleasure started to build. He hadn't been able to touch himself since the bet started, and it was embarrassing how quickly he grew hard.

Yoongi's hand slid lower, sliding along the base of the students cock now.

"Poor baby, hasn't been able to come on his own for a week now." Yoongi murmured with fake sympathy, standing up and pressing his lips to the boys tanned shoulder.

Namjoon ground his teeth together and glared at the mirror. "I'm fine."

"Are you really? I know boys your age who masturbate five times a day. Even if you do less than that, you would still be struggling by now." Yoongi hummed, nuzzling his forehead against the students back. "Tell me honestly, sub, how often do you touch yourself?"

"I don't have to tell you that." Namjoon spat, struggling to keep his orgasm down.

"Tell me and I'll let you come."

Namjoon hated how good the dom was at bargaining.

"Fine, you fucking pervert." He snapped, ducking his head. He was close already, a testimony to how Yoongi was right that he had been struggling.

"It...depends." He muttered, focusing on his breathing as Yoongi's expert fingers drove him to the edge. "Sometimes I'll be so busy I won't even think about it for a week. Other times...I'll lose count in a day."

Yoongi hummed, edging the student a little further, pressing himself against the boy, rubbing his front against the boys plugged ass. "Interesting, sub."

"Not a sub!" Namjoon hissed, feeling the doms cock pressing against him. He didn't know if Yoongi was hard too, or if he was just that big.

Just as the student could hold it in no longer, Yoongi removed his hand and backed away.

Namjoon gasped at the loss, his orgasm dwindling by the second. "Hey! You said you would let me come if I told you!"

"Mm, yes. But I didn't say when." Yoongi crouched back down and grabbed the plug, working it out slowly. "Breathe, baby."

Namjoon groaned at the stretch, trying to relax. "You're a dirty fucking cheat."

Yoongi chuckled, tossing the plug into the sink to be washed later. "No, I'm just smarter than you."

Namjoon stayed bent over the counter to catch his breath from everything, and Yoongi pulled out the final plug.

He held it up for Namjoon to see as he squirted the bottle of lube over it. "Tell me when you're ready, baby."

Namjoon looked up after a few moments, and his eyes widened at it. "What the fuck is that?!"

The first four plugs had been shaped like a strawberry, but the final one was much, much longer. And thicker too. Namjoon didn't think it would even fit, despite the previous stretching.

"This one is a little different." Yoongi said.

"Yeah no shit!" Namjoon snapped, closing his legs. "That one is three times as big as the others!"

"It's just a little wider and two inches longer." Yoongi sighed. "Don't be so dramatic."

"I'm not dramatic, you're crazy!"

Yoongi kicked the boys legs back apart and bent down, lining the lubed tip up to the boys hole. "If you're not going to say your safe word, I don't want to hear anything but a moan out of you."

Namjoon debated it, but then sighed and hung his head.

The contract forbade misusing a safe word, if he said it just to get out of this plug, he would lose.

Yoongi smiled, patting the boys back. "I knew you would make the right decision, sub."

He focused on the toy now, gently pushing it in, going slow as he listened to the boys breathing.

The lube trickled down the silicone, running over Yoongi's fingers as he worked it in.

Namjoon groaned at the stretch, fingernails turning white as he gripped the counter tightly. "Fuck...you."

Yoongi smiled, pushing the toy in the rest of the way. "Says the bitch who just got fucked by a plug."

Namjoon ignored him, catching his breath.

The new plug was definitely bigger. He could feel it reaching farther in, felt it stretching his rim, felt its heavy weight like an anchor. Felt it reignite the orgasm Yoongi had ruined earlier.

Yoongi stood up, brushing the lube off his hands. "There we go."

Namjoon was about to ask why this had all been done in the bathroom, when the sound of the shower turning on behind him made him jerk his head up.

Yoongi tested the water for a few seconds, before nodding to himself. "Alright, get in sub."

Namjoon blinked, looking at the shower.

"It's just a normal shower, what is there to question about this?" Yoongi sighed.

Namjoon crossed his arms. "Everything! Who's showering?"

"Us." Yoongi stated, like it was obvious.

Namjoon was shocked as he watched the dom work his shirt off, revealing his creamy, blemish free skin.

The doms nimble, long fingers expertly undid his belt, letting it clatter to the white tiles.

"You don't have to wait for me, sub." Yoongi smirked, knowing Namjoon was staring at him. "Get in."

Namjoon thought about arguing, but he knew he would lose it so what was the point.

He walked stiffly to the shower and opened the glass door, stepping into the warm spray.

The doms shower was spacious, with a shelf built in that held shampoo, conditioner and other bath items.

He got his hair wet and then backed out of the spray, using both hands to flip his hair out of his face, watching as Yoongi opened the door and stepped in too.

The students eyes immediately went down, staring at the doms cock.

His question from before was answered: Yoongi wasn't hard, he was just that big.

Yoongi hummed as he stepped into the spray, tipping his head back. "Mm, is there anything better than taking a shower after being sweaty all day?"

Namjoon didn't know what activity the dom had been doing to make him sweat, but his mind offered up a lot of ideas.

Yoongi brushed his now wet hair back too, and gazed Namjoon over.

The shower was big enough to fit them both, but that was about it.

Namjoon didn't know what he was supposed to do, so when Yoongi stepped up to him, he went still.

The dom placed his hands on the boys shoulders, and Namjoon thought Yoongi was going to kiss him- until Yoongi started pushing him backwards.

"What- hey!" Namjoon nearly tripped on the slippery floor. "What are you-"

"Putting my toy in it's place." Yoongi hummed, pressing the student tightly against the shower wall.

Namjoon felt the plug get pressed a little further into him as the base hit the wall, sparking pleasure in his cock. "Not a toy, asshole!"

Yoongi chuckled, stepping away, back under the spray. "Of course you are, look at you."

Namjoon glared, fingers curling into fists. "Watch it, pervert!"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh? You want to come at me? Go ahead sub. I won't fight back."

Namjoon hesitated for just a second.

Was Yoongi playing some kind of mind game again? Did he think Namjoon wouldn't actually hurt him? Was this a test?

Namjoon didn't care what it was- he was wet, frustrated, humiliated and ready to punch that stupid smirk off Yoongi's perfect face.

He snarled, fist raised to preserve his dwindling dignity, and took a step forward-

"Ah!" He gasped in pain, freezing in place.

Yoongi chuckled, grabbing the rope from earlier. "What's the matter, toy? Realize your place?"

Namjoon was frozen, knowing what had happened but was too humiliated to accept it.

Yoongi stepped forward again, grabbing Namjoon's raised fist and lowering it. He grabbed the students other hand and pushed the boys wrists together, winding the rope around them.

Namjoon let it happen, still reeling from the shock of discovering he was trapped.

"I guess you didn't notice the base of this plug earlier." Yoongi hummed as he tied the boys hands together in front of him. "It has a large suction cup instead of a gem. It's more powerful than it looks, as I'm sure you just discovered. It can stick to any wall, but it works best in the shower."

Namjoon shook his head, pushing Yoongi away with his bound hands. "No! What the fuck is- no!"

Yoongi chuckled. "I told you sub, you're just my toy. Now stay there and let dom do what he wants."

Namjoon struggled again to step forward, but the suction cup wouldn't budge, and the plug tugged on his rim, forcing him to step back.

And with his hands tied, he couldn't reach behind him and attempt to free himself.

Yoongi ignored him as the boy shouted and cursed, struggling to move with the plug keeping him pinned to the wall. He calmly poured shampoo into his hand, lathering it in his hair while Namjoon raged and kicked, dodging it easily.

By the time Yoongi rinsed out the conditioner, Namjoon had calmed down enough to the point that he just glared at the dom, unable to do much else.

"Wear yourself out already, baby?" Yoongi asked, grabbing the body wash.

Namjoon noticed the rack of bath items and strained to reach anything.

His fingertips brushed against the fluffy white loofah and he knocked it towards himself, grabbing it and throwing it at Yoongi.

It bounced off the doms chest and landed on the floor.

Yoongi bent down and picked it up, pouring some of the body wash on it. "Thank you, sub, I needed this."

"Ugh!" Namjoon threw his tied hands up. "I hate you! What is the point of this?!"

"The point," Yoongi stepped up close. "Is that you need to relax."

"How is this helping me re-"

"You need to relax for more than ten minutes a day." Yoongi said, his deep voice echoing in the tiled shower. "You do too much, and it's stressing you out. The only time you're not doing next month's homework or dealing with your parents is that short time when you fall asleep here. And that doesn't happen every time anyways."

Namjoon frowned. "You stress me out too."

"Because you fight me every step of every way." Yoongi rubbed the loofah against the boys chest, lathering up white foamy bubbles. "My job is exactly this; to help my clients relax. Ever heard the expression, 'the bigger they are, the harder they fall'?"

"So what?" Namjoon stood stiffly, ignoring the way the massage felt good, refusing to give into it.

"Same with sex. The more worked up you get during foreplay, the bigger orgasm you'll have when it finally breaks through. And the bigger the orgasm, the longer nap you'll have afterwards." Yoongi hummed, rubbing down the student's strong arms.

"So you want me to thank you for all this?" Namjoon screeched.

"Aww, thanks sub," Yoongi flashed him a grin. "But reducing you to a needy, subby mess is it's own reward."

Namjoon pushed him away. "Fuck off, I don't need to relax, I'm fine! Fuck you and your stupid ugly dumb suction plugs."

Yoongi sighed. "Baby, don't make this harder than it needs to be."

"Or what?" Namjoon challenged, an idiot.

Yoongi's eyes narrowed. "Or I'll make you hard."

Namjoon said nothing, since they both knew Namjoon was still semi aroused from earlier.

"Baby, just let me take care of you." Yoongi sighed, stepping back to rinse the loofah off. "I can help you be even more amazing than you are now. Bet aside, I don't want to be another stress factor for you. Let me spoil you, baby. I know you know that I'm right."

Namjoon did see the point the dom was talking about.

But then he remembered that asshole had trapped him on a plug.

"I don't need help, especially not from you, asshole." He snapped.

Yoongi sighed, expecting that.

He scrubbed the loofah over the boys body, washing off the body wash.

Namjoon let him, since he didn't have a choice, plotting how he would get free.

"Tip your head." Yoongi murmured, grabbing the shampoo and pouring a little into his palm.

Namjoon did, closing his eyes as Yoongi's fingers massaged his hair, thinking.

He's right, getting a break between school and home would help you mentally and physically.

I don't care if he's right, I care that he's an asshole pervert!

You just hate that he always wins.

So do you, we're the same person.

And we both know we should accept his offer.

No we don't.

Yes we do.

No we don't!

Tell me what the real reason is that you won't give in.

He's an asshole. And a pervert.

Namjoon.

Don't 'Namjoon' me, Namjoon!

Helping yourself out for the better isn't the same as submitting to him. You're not going to lose if you let him help you relax more.

"Up, baby." Yoongi tapped the student's cheek, jolting him out of his thoughts.

He raised his wet head, surprised to see the dom was already done with washing him off.

He straightened up, watching Yoongi turn off the water.

The dom looked Namjoon over, seeing the boys erection. He walked back, reaching a hand out to cup the boys hard cock.

The student held back a moan, trying not to shove his hips forward.

Yoongi leaned against him, raising his other hand to cup Namjoon's cheek, tilting his head down to connect their lips.

Namjoon struggled to stay standing as Yoongi's hand moved up and down his shaft, sparking his orgasm back up.

The dom didn't force the boys mouth open, just kept their lips pressed together softly.

If Namjoon didn't know any better he would have thought Yoongi was kissing him affectionately.

The hand sped up, and Namjoon knew he wasn't going to be able to hold himself back, coming over the dom's hand with a muffled moan.

Yoongi pulled back and released him, and Namjoon prepared for the dom to punish him for coming without permission, but the dom just stepped out and grabbed the towels. He wrapped one around his waist, using the other to towel off his hair, washing off his hand.

The glass door opened as he stepped back inside, walking over and crouching down on Namjoon's side.

Namjoon resisted the urge to kick him.

Yoongi grabbed the only part of the plug that was visible, and to Namjoon's great shock, pulled it off the wall with a loud pop.

"How the hell did you remove it so easily?" The student's eyes were wide as Yoongi led him out, the doms hand on the students back so he wouldn't fall.

Yoongi untied the boys hands. "You could only pull from your sore ass. I pulled it from my hand."

Namjoon scowled. "Unfair. I'm still stronger than you."

"Brain over brawn, baby."

Yoongi handed a towel to him, using another one to dry the boys hair.

Namjoon winced as he walked back to the bedroom. This plug was definitely his least favorite of them all.

"You don't have any clothes here except the girls lingerie." Yoongi said, opening the door to head to his own room. "I'll bring you something."

Namjoon didn't see why he couldn't just put his own clothes back on, but if the dom wanted to waste time picking an outfit out for him, he wouldn't stop him.

He sat on the clean, neat bed, sighing as he stretched out on it. Yoongi always washed it for him, and there was something about climbing into a fresh bed after a shower that had the boy relaxing. Especially after he had finally come after all the teasing Yoongi had done before.

Yoongi came back in, tossing the clothes to him. "You can change if you want."

Namjoon sat up, inspecting the plain t shirt and sweatpants over. "And if I don't?"

"Then you don't."

Namjoon blinked, looking to the dom in surprise. "What, no catch? No punishment?"

"For this? No. There's about twenty minutes left of this session, stay here and sleep. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." Yoongi yawned into his hand, closing the door behind him.

"Wait- what?" Namjoon exclaimed. "Just sleep?"

"Yes. I'll keep the TV volume down. Let me know if you want any tea." Yoongi shut the door, and Namjoon sat there, still processing it.

Take this opportunity, dumbass!

No, then he wins.

Your health isn't a battle.

Your face is a battle.

Namjoon.

"Ugh, fine!" Namjoon fell backwards on the bed. "Just this one time, and only because if I'm sleeping then we aren't doing some other pervert activity."

He pulled the warm clothes on and climbed under the covers, muffling his yawn with his hand.

He hated to admit he was really comfortable like this, so he didn't.

He was about to drift off, when he realized he had left the lights on.

Not wanting to get up, and wanting to bug Yoongi, he called out.

"Yoongi!"

The door opened after just a few short moments.

"Yes, baby?"

"Turn the lights off, asshole." Namjoon pulled the covers up.

Yoongi smiled at the way the students eyes were already closing.

He flicked the light off and shut the door quietly.

"Goodnight, Namjoon."