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Taehyung stood in front of his door, staring into the mirror attached to it as he ruffled his hair once more. He didn't know what Hoseok had to do that was mandatory, but he was told to dress nice. He stared at his dress slacks, grateful they were large enough to cover his raging hard on. He was especially grateful the pockets were big enough that when he slid his hands into his pocket, they only made the front of his pants stretch out more. 

While he was dressed nicely in a turquoise button up shirt, it being one of Hoseok's favorite shirts he wore, his hair was a shaggy and scattered mess of firey red locks. He couldn't figure out what he truly wanted to do with his hair as he ruffled it once again. Sighing heavily and not fully satisfied with the way his hair was falling, he stepped away from the mirror to sit on the couch in his room and wait for Hoseok.

He knew the other would be here soon enough to retrieve him. He rested his elbow on the arm of the couch, gently laying his cheek against the palm of his hand as he watched the door. He crossed his legs, hoping they'd go straight to this mandatory event and then Hoseok could do what he wanted afterwards. He'd really like it if he didn't look like he was limping everywhere. Although, his leg was still rather tender, most of his injuries had healed quite well and quite quickly. Especially since he'd been beaten far worse when Hoseok was training him. That had been the worst he'd ever received and he figured it was because he was so young and rebellious against order then. Either way, he hasn't been abused like that since and he hoped it stayed that way.

Hoseok deliberated for the remainder of the three days, contemplating Taehyung's punishment and whether he wanted it to be swift and just or slow and painful. He hadn't quite decided on how he was going to punish Taehyung just yet, but he knew it would be severe. Never before had he been so uncontrollably jealous, that he'd have to refrain from going to him to keep from killing him. He'd never once considered killing Taehyung until that day, even though it was Jimin he should be more angry towards for laying his hands on Taehyung. 

He just couldn't help the jealous rage that had consumed him that day, and while it had fizzled out some, he was still fuming. He held a small black bag as he approached Taehyung's door, walking straight inside as he always did. He met Jimin's eyes the moment he walked inside.

He walked towards Taehyung's room, stopping in the middle of the hallway before turning back around. He marched straight up to Jimin, Jimin raising a questioning eyebrow at him. "Can I--" He was cut short as Hoseok's fist connected violently with his jaw. He stared down at Jimin before spitting on him. "You ever fucking touch Taehyung like that again, and I'll fucking kill you," he stated, turning on his heel and walking towards Taehyung's bedroom.

Taehyung lifted his head slightly when he heard a commotion outside his door, shrugging it off when nothing more made a sound. He looked up as his door opened, realizing that Hoseok was probably the commotion he heard as he stared up into his handsome face. "You're here already," he asked, incredulous as he stood to his feet.

Hoseok walked up to him and grabbed him harshly by his throat and slamming him back into the couch, applying more pressure to his neck than normal. Taehyung coughed hard as he choked, grabbing Hoseok's hand to try and ease the pressure. "Wh- what's wr- wrong," he asked, trying to take in some air to speak. Hoseok's eyes looked dangerous as his handsome face distorted with ugly features of rage and jealousy. "How was wearing the cock ring," he asked, biting back a growl.

Taehyung grit his teeth to try and speak past the pain of Hoseok's thumb digging into his larynx. "I- it's b- been pain- painful," he answered, coughing harshly again. Hoseok pressed his hands harder around Taehyung's throat, staring into his eyes before loosening his grip on Taehyung's throat and pointing to a blinking red light in the corner. "How many times did you have an orgasm with it on," he asked, pressing hard against Taehyung's throat again. "And tell me the fucking truth."

Taehyung coughed harshly once more, gripping Hoseok's wrists to try and get any bit of air into his lungs. "F- four," he whispered, the light slowly fading from his eyes before Hoseok let go of Taehyung's throat completely. Taehyung gasped and sputtered to collect air into his lungs, coughing even harder as he looked up at Hoseok. 

He bit his lip and glanced up at the blinking red light in the corner of his room. "What is that," he asked, rubbing his throat slightly. He still had the red marks around his throat from when Hoseok had choked him with his belt. He didn't need his hand print across his throat too.

Hoseok whipped towards Taehyung, getting in his face with a dark smile. "I watched Jimin touch you through that," he stated simply, gripping Taehyung's face roughly. Taehyung immediately knew it was a camera as he stared back into Hoseok's eyes. "Wh- when did you have a camera installed?"

Hoseok smiled mischieviously as he patted Taehyung's cheek roughly. "I have my ways. I won't be revealing them to you though," he stated, stepping back. He reached into his black bag and pulled out a small vibrator. "Now, drop your pants and bend over," he instructed, watching Taehyung intently. Taehyung sighed softly before unbuckling his belt buckle and undoing his pants. 

He dropped his pants and bent over the couch, dropping his head as he stared at the couch cushion. Hoseok roughly grabbed Taehyung's hair and pulled his head back harshly as he shoved the vibrator inside of Taehyung. He turned it on a low setting with a rapid vibrating pattern before turning Taehyung towards him. He shoved Taehyung onto the couch, noticing he already had an erection that seemed painfully hard as Taehyung bit his lip. 

He made soft whimpers and moans, trying to get Hoseok to touch him in any way. Hoseok tilted his head, smiling lightly as he smashed their lips together, roughly jerking Taehyung's length at a fast pace. He waited until Taehyung was on the very edge, his mouth open as he gasped loudly while his eyes closed in pleasure. He could feel another dry orgasm about to wrack his body when Hoseok pulled away. "Get dressed. We need to be leaving," he stated, staring at Taehyung lustfully. 

Taehyung bit his lip hard as he was denied release, his hands aching to touch himself as he turned his ass towards Hoseok once more. Hoseok raised an eyebrow in intrest, smacking Tehyung's ass harshly before grabbing a handful of it. "Did you think I was going to take it out? Oh no, this is part of your punishment. You are to attend this event with that vibrator inside you," he stated, biting his lip. "You're going to cum dry so many times you'll be begging me to take you home," he added, walking away from Taehyung. 

Taehyung whimpered softly as he pulled his pants back up, tucking his button up dress shirt into his pants. Hoseok turned towards Taehyung with another mischievious smile as he turned the vibrator up a bit more, Taehyung jumping slightly before he awkwardly walked towards his front door. "I'll be going now," he announced almost breathlessly. He opened the door and quickly shut it behind him, panting hard as he followed after Hoseok. "I- I think I'm a- about to cum," he whispered softly to Hoseok.

Hoseok patted his lap as he watched Taehyung, excited that nobody else was in the back with them. "Come sit in daddy's lap," he stated, glancing around at all the space that they had. He rolled up the dividing glass as Taehyung took a seat in his lap, facing away from him in embarrassment. His legs spread on their own as he leaned back into Hoseok, still panting softly as Hoseok turned the vibrator up again. 

Taehyung's back arched hard as Hoseok's hands trailed along Taehyung's fit body, slowly sliding into Taehyung's pants as he panted harder. "You know I love the sounds you make, right? They sound so fucking alluring," he admitted, gripping Taehyung's cock and pumping his length a few times.

He pressed his hand against Taehyung's chest tightly, holding the younger against him as he continued to tease and torture Taehyung with his breaking point. Taehyung gripped Hoseok's thighs, his body writhing with pleasure as Hoseok stroked his cock. "Are you going to cum," he asked watching as Taehyung's head dipped into the crevice of his neck. He continued stroking Taehyung's length, the younger writhing even more as he spread his legs wide and bucked his hips into Hoseok's hand. His pants growing heavier by the second as another dry orgasm approched him, his hands balling into fists around the cloth of Hoseok's pants. "F-fuck, H- Hoseok! I-it's right there," he whimpered, bucking his hips erratically into Hoseok's hand. 

Hoseok pressed his hand further into Taehyung's chest, stroking Taehyung's length faster as Taehyung's legs shook with another dry orgasm. Hoseok bit his lip as Taehyung arched his back and flung his head forward as a loud moan erupted from his throat, following several small whimpers of pain as he leaned back into Hoseok. "M- must I continue to w- wear the c- cock ring," he asked, still breathing heavily. 

Hoseok's hand remained on Taehyung's cock, almost tempted to take it off with the reaction he'd received from Taehyung just moments before. He chuckled and shook his head, withdrawing his hand from Taehyung's cock without the cock ring. "Sorry, but you're being punished. Remember that," he asked, bouncing his leg. Taehyung moaned softly as that pushed the vibrator further against his sensitive bundle of nerves, placing his hands in his lap as he stared out the window and watched the scenery change before his eyes.

Upon arrival, Taehyung stepped out first, extremely uncomfortable with the vibrator now turned as high as it could go. Hoseok stepped out after him, both of them catching quite a bit of attention as Hoseok placed his hand in the small of Taehyung's back. "Don't mind any of these people and stick close to me," he whispered, leading Taehyung towards the front where everyone was meeting. 

Taehyung had no idea what was going on and what was so mandatory about this meeting. He glanced around, catching someone staring at him as they both turned their attention toward other things. Taehyung whimpering softly as another dry orgasm approached his already over stimulated body. 

Hoseok grabbed Taehyung's arm roughly, Taehyung glancing at him with pleading eyes. "You can't be making those sounds here. I promise you will regret it. Those eyes, you can't be making them either. You'll get yourself into some big trouble here and then I'm going to have to kill someone," he stated as Taehyung nodded silently. He was trying his best not to make any sounds that would draw unwanted attention to himself. 

Hoseok placed his hand in the small of Taehyung's back once again, the man that had been staring at Taehyung approaching them now. "Hoseok, who's this cute little toy," he asked in a heavy and deep voice. He blew his cigarette smoke in Taehyung's and Hoseok's faces, causing Taehyung to choke slightly. Taehyung raised an eyebrow, ready to open his smart mouth but before he could say anything to defend himself, Hoseok pinched his arm hard. "Sorry, were you talking to me? We don't have business together, so if you'll excuse me, we must be getting inside."

He pushed against the small of Taehyung's back once again, walking away from him as Hoseok glanced at him. "Don't open your mouth. You have a bad habit of talking back and that will get you severely punished here. Plus, the way you opened your mouth made you look like you were in the throughs of ecstacy. Keep it shut," he demanded, walking into the main hall with Taehyung. Taehyung glanced around the elegant and elaborately decorated room of golds and royal purples. 

He glanced back over at Hoseok, tugging on his shirt slightly. "Wh- what is this event," he asked, panting softly as his eyebrows knit together. Hoseok pinched Taehyung's arm hard once again, glaring at him with a clench jaw. "What did I just say about not opening your mouth? Shut the fuck up for once," he whispered, biting his lip. Taehyung bit his lip in response, a small groan leaving his lips as he tugged Hoseok's sleeve. "I- it's cl- close again," he moaned out, Hoseok slapping a hand over Taehyung's mouth as he dragged him towards the closest bathroom.

He closed the door and locked it quickly, keeping his hand over Taehyung's mouth as he stuck his other hand inside Taehyung's pants and gripped Taehyung's twitching cock. Hoseok stroked Taehyung's cock slowly, staring into Taehyung's lustfilled eyes and realized he shouldn't have punished Taehyung in this way. At least not here. There were too many men here that would happily and readily help Taehyung with his problem.

He watched as Taehyung's eyes closed with an extremely pained expression splayed across his face. His body shook violently under Hoseok's touch as his knees buckled. Hoseok lifted Taehyung's legs up around his hips as he continued to stroke his cock faster now. Taehyung titled his head back more against the wall, arching his back and pressing harder against Hoseok as another dry orgasm ripped through his body. Taehyung had bit into Hoseok's hand to keep from making too much noise as he almost screamed a moan from pain and over stimulation. 

Hoseok let Taehyung down after he'd calmed down, his expression still twisted with lust and need. Hoseok bit his lip as he kissed Taehyung roughly, gripping the younger's face harshly to try and change his expression. "Please, Taehyung. For the love of god, do something about that alluring face. You will be greatly rewarded if you can keep yourself together here," he stated, searching his pockets for the vibrator's remote. He sighed heavily, realizing he'd left it in the back seat because he wanted to torture Taehyung today.

Now, he was at the drug ring's main headquarters with thousands of drug lords surrounding his lover. He could have kicked himself as he led Taehyung back out into the party, who seemed to be keeping himself together now that he'd experienced another orgasm. He dragged Taehyung with him towards the punch bowl, getting them both drinks as they took a seat on a couch for two. He really didn't want anyone else next to Taehyung because at least from a distance they couldn't hear his small whimpers. 

Taehyung stood up, showing Hoseok he was just going to retrieve more punch. Hoseok nodded, sitting on the couch as he watched Taehyung intently. He stood from the couch, realizing he would have to go around and socialize with these animals. He didn't want to subject Taehyung to these activities with his current situation very obvious, but he had no choice as he approached Taehyung once more.

He placed his hand in the small of Taehyung's back once more, Taehyung jumping slightly as Hoseok chuckled. "It's just me. We have to go around and socialize with some of the others," he stated, leading Taehyung with him. Taehyung bit his lip and nodded in response as the first person they approached was the man from earlier. "Hoseok, now you wish to speak with me," he stated, his eyes glued on Taehyung. "You didn't want to talk to me earlier with your toy," he stated, raising an eyebrow as Taehyung grabbed Hoseok's shoulder roughly and hung his head as he jolted violently, both of them hearing a soft moan. 

Hoseok remained focused on the man in front of him. "Well, Samuel. I didn't have business with you then and if you're going to keep staring at him, we won't have business at all," he stated, his eyes narrowing at the man in front of him. Hoseok felt Taehyung jolt violently once again, an even louder moan leaving his lips as Hoseok tried to ignore the fact that Taehyung was edging ever closer to another dry orgasm. He panted loudly, his grip on Hoseok's shoulder tightening. "H- Hoseok," he moaned out, trying to get him to take him to the bathroom yet again. 

Hoseok could feel quite a few eyes on them as Samuel laughed loudly, watching Taehyung try to hold himself together. "Help the poor boy, Hoseok. He's about to make a mess of his pants," he noted, biting his lip. He watched intently as Hoseok turned towards Taehyung to lead him away but as he grabbed Taehyung's hair roughly, Taehyung's legs buckled underneath him as another dry orgasm crashed over him. His entire body shook and almost curled in on itself as he moaned loudly, almost screaming it out as he tossed his head back in front of everyone. 

The way Taehyung looked at that moment had Hoseok wanting Taehyung on top of him, riding him hard. He glanced around the room to see a lot of them staring at Taehyung. He knew what he was going to be asked next because all of the people he'd brought here before Taehyung had been passed around. He really didn't want to pass Taehyung around with these men or even share him in the slightest.

Hoseok quickly collected Taehyung up off of the floor, quickly leading him away from everyone. Hoseok could still feel their eyes on them as he led Taehyung around a secluded corner. "I- it's so painful, H- Hoseok... C- can I t- take off the cock r- ring...?" Hoseok roughly kissed Taehyung, biting the younger's lip as he pulled away and placed his forehead to Taehyung's forehead. "No, but stay here. No one will see you if you do have another orgasm," he stated, gently gliding his fingers over Taehyung's throbbing cock. "You'll be able to take it off when we get home," he stated, kissing Taehyung once again. "It's going to be pretty intense with how many times you've had a dry orgasm and I'd rather you wait like a good boy," he stated, walking off.

Taehyung leaned his head against the wall behind him, biting his lip in embarrassment. All those people saw him in such a vulnerable and intimate state. He was surprised Hoseok wasn't more upset with him as he shifted uncomfortably. That vibrator was still pressed hard against his sensitive nerve and he could feel another dry orgasm wanting to wash over him. He shook his head harshly, trying to be good as Hoseok said. 

Taehyung stood by the wall, desperately itching to touch himself when someone approached him. Thinking it was Hoseok, Taehyung turned toward him abruptly with a lustfilled smirk on his lips. The smirk fell the moment he realized it was Samuel instead. "O- oh, sorry. I- I th- thought you were H- Hoseok," he stuttered, trying to fight off that orgasm that threatened to rip through his body once again. Samuel smiled mischieviously as he grabbed Tehyung's arm. "Come with me," he instructed, Taehyung shaking his head.

"Noooo," he moaned out, searching the crowd for any sign of Hoseok. He moaned once again as his legs buckled underneath him, trying to keep this man from walking off with him. First off, it meant a more harsh punishment for him and death for this man. "P- please," he moaned quietly, his eyes fluttering with the ecstacy of another release. "J- just leave me here..."

Samuel could see how lustful Taehyung's eyes stared at him and chuclked softly as he picked Taehyung up and threw him over his shoulder. He walked up the stairs with Taehyung beating on his back and kicking him, calling out for Hoseok as he tried to squeeze his way out of this man's grasp.

It wasn't working and it certainly wasn't helping his situation as he shook with another approaching dry orgasm, the pain almost becoming unbearable. "Please! No! Hoseok," he screamed out, trying to get out of Samuel's grasp. He watched as the crowd downstairs disappeared and realized they were already upstairs and heading towards a bedroom.

Taehyung was roughly thrown onto a bed, where Samuel shut the door and locked it with a key before slowly approaching Taehyung once again. "These rooms are here for these types of things," he explained, slowly climbing onto the bed and hovering over Taehyung. Taehyung propped himself up on his elbows as Samuel's thick thigh met Taehyung's balls, a low moan leaving his plump lips as he tilted his head down.

Samuel groaned lowly as he leaned over Taehyung, his hand reaching into Taehyung's pants as the smaller male gasped loudly at the contact. "Normally, Hoseok shares his escorts," he stated, biting hard into Taehyung's neck. He let out a loud scream of pain, Hoseok being the only one that could do that without him reacting so violently. "N- no," he gasped out, trying to crawl away from Samuel.

Samuel grabbed Taehyung's hips roughly and pulled him back into the same position, slamming his hands above his head with one hand, while his other hand reached back into Taehyung's pants. "Fuck, boy. You're hard as a mother fucker and you want to deny my help? I'm just trying to make sure you have an even better orgasm," he stated, biting into Taehyung's neck hard once again.

Taehyung let out another scream of pain, whimpering softly at the impending situation that had befallen him. He didn't know why Hoseok came to mind at this very moment, but he knew Hoseok had tried to protect him here. Maybe he'd save him from this beast of a man that bit even harder into his neck. He cried out softly as he mustered as much air in his lungs as he could and opened his mouth wide, screaming. "HOSEOK!"

Hoseok nodded as one of the drug lords laughed loudly at another's stupid joke, when he heard the faint scream of his name over their roar of laughter. His ears perked up and his head shot up as he glanced at the corner he'd tucked Taehyung into to hide him. He walked over towards the wall to find Taehyung was no longer hiding there. He bit his lip hard at the anger that boiled up inside his stomach as he grabbed the person nearest to him. He shoved them roughly against the wall, staring daggers into their eyes, peircing their very core with bitter hatred. "Where is Taehyung," he asked calmly, the fire in his eyes raging wildly.

The man put his hands up as if to defend himself as he shook in Hoseok's harsh grasp. "I- I do- don't know who that is," he stuttered out in fear, hoping Hoseok would let him go with that answer. Hoseok only slammed him against the wall harder. "The red head! The one I came here with that fucking came in the middle of the floor for everyone to see! Him! Where is he?!"

The man shook violently in Hoseok's grasp, tears stinging his eyes in fear. "U- upstairs! Samuel dragged him upstairs over his shoulder! He was fighting Samuel and calling for you, but Samuel was too strong and I don't know if you heard him!"

Hoseok rapidly glanced up the stairs before throwing the man aside. "Shit," he cursed, racing up the stairs. He just hoped that he wasn't too late to stop Samuel from doing anything to Taehyung. Nobody here knew Taehyung's actual age but him and even if they did know it, most of them still wouldn't think twice about fucking him senseless. "Taehyung! Taehyung, where are you," he called, trying room after room. "Scream if you can hear me!"

Taehyung couldn't fight Samuel off as the larger male held his arms above his head, his large hand stroking his cock didn't help either. Samuel had now stripped him and his own body of all clothes, his cock buried deep inside Taehyung as tears rolled from his eyes. Never had another man been inside him besides Hoseok and this was sickening to him. He'd never wanted anyone besides Hoseok to ever enter him and it had stayed that way until now. He could hear Hosek calling for him and through his tears, he opened his mouth and screamed for Hoseok once more. "Hoseok," he cried weakly, hoping the elder heard him.