JIMIN

Jimin was lying down in his cell. The guards had already come to drug him and Hoseok about an hour ago and to cuff both of their hands to the front along with the gag in their mouth.

Which meant that there was few minutes left for them to be taken up for the evening. Maybe 20 minutes or so.

He restlessly moved his legs when he felt a nudge. It was Jungkook. He stilled immediately.

There were guards outside in the corridor and he knew he was supposed to remain still. Afterall, they still believed that the drugs worked on him and his hyung to keep them in a haze and docile. To keep them befuddled.

Little did they know that Jimin and Hoseok had developed a tolerance to them a long time ago. Another perk of being a snake hybrid. Although he did not want to give them more reasons to be afraid.

Any more reasons and he knew they would separate him and Hobi hyung away from the rest of his friends.

Well, for the remaining time that he had anyways. He knew he and his hyung were supposed to be auctioned this year for blood sport. Although right now it was not a certainty. Jin'splan could very well change his and Hoseok's fate.

Jimin sucked a little on the metal ball of the gag, not very uncomfortable with its size. He was a snake after all. He could stretch his jaw this much if he liked, even in his human form.

Jin had still not come back but unlike the others Jimin was not worried. He knew Jin would have had a chance to talk to her.

Her.

The Master with beautiful smile and enchanting eyes. The Master who cried for him.

Even with the gag on, he smiled.

He knew he was fixating on her. Knew that he had no idea about how she would be in real life. Knew he had no information about her except her name and her face, But still, he liked her a lot. She cried for her. Knowing which breed of hybrid he was.

One thing he could bet on was that she would NOT be as cruel as the rest.

As for Jin, he would have reached her. She was too powerful for the fact to be hidden away that someone had tried to reach her. The way she exuded power, she would know all that happened. So only an attempt had to be made and she would have been notified. Knowing Jin, he would have reached some level at least and Jimin knew that would be enough to get her attention.

No, his concern wasn't whether Jin talked to her or not. Or if he convinced her to buy them.

His concern was whether she would give him and Hobi hyung a chance or not. Whether she was cruel or not, they were after all a breed which was threatening to everyone. Add on top of it the particular species they were.

If only she would just give him one chance to show that he would worship the grounds she walked on, would voluntarily give his submission to her, would never protest if she kept him bound in chains, All in exchange of just her smile.

Her smile, and the warmth in her eyes.

But it was a wish that was beyond the sky for him. He knew that.

Getting someone like her to buy him, knowing his species, was a dream that he could see when he was probably being killed by someone in the coming auction.

The usual bell rang signifying them to get ready. Soon they would be taken out.

Jimin opened his eyes and sat up. A few tears leaked down but before he could lift his bound hands to wipe them away, a gentle finger did the job for him.

He looked up to see dark doe eyes looking with love and pain at him, and his heart clenched at that.

Yes, this sweet hybrid was perfectly conditioned, but he felt emotions deeper than the rest of them. Him and Taehyung too. Both of them the youngest amongst the group of friends.

It was perhaps due to the conditioning that they suppressed their pain so deep inside that they were the ones who were the most open to it. To the pain, to the suffering, to the humiliation.

Both Jungkook and Taehyung loved the deepest.
And both Jungkook and Taehyung hurt the most too.

They were the most vulnerable.

He tried to give him an encouraging nod but the sound of the main iron gate to the dungeon being opened had Jungkook automatically lowering his head.

Although that made Jimin frown a bit. They were supposed to have more time. Also, the gate never opened before they were lined up in the corridor.

Never.

This was an anomaly from their routine. Which could possibly mean........

Jimin got up in a second to reach the door of his cell, straining to see the entrance.

Behind him, Hoseok, Jungkook and Taehyung got startled and panicked at him showing his lack of influence from the injected drugs to the guards outside.
Namjoon growled from the adjacent cell at him too to show restraint.

Right on cue, 2 guards looked at him at the noise and their eyes got wide and big from fear of the realization that the drugs didn't affect him as they thought it would. Twin sets of heartbeat accelerated as both of the guards backed away from the bars and started to reach for the tranq darts they kept on them.

But he truly did not care. Because right now, he could recognize the approaching footsteps.

He recognised the pattern of walking. It was both Yoongi and Jin. Alongwith few others. But both Yoongi and Jin were walking without any shuffling. Without their feet dragging.

In fact, their gait sounded almost........ confident?

He felt a zing go through his body, his eyes narrowing a little as he cocked his head to one side.

Soon all his friends joined his spot in the front of their door, Namjoon going to glue himself to his door as they all finally got their scents.

Jin and Yoongi came into their field of vision and a few gasps were heard. Mostly from the guards.

Mostly, because Joonie gasped out loud too.

He would have made a sound too, if the gag was not on.

For Yoongi and Jin both walked with their heads straight, eyes looking forward and with lethal edge shining in them.

Their stride was loose limbed like a predator, shoulders relaxed with a strange aura around them, as they walked in between 3 other people whose stance clearly indicated they were guards.

But not any guards that Jimin had seen before.

But that was not all.

Even though both Yoongi and Jin looked wild, their hands were not cuffed nor were they in any ways restrained. They walked WITH the guards, they were not being walked BY them.

Jimin and the others had never seen their hyungs ever like this before. Yes, they knew Yoongi was unpredictable, but what they saw now was completely unseen.

With a tone of coiled wildness, dark gaze filled with threat, posture relaxed but alert, Jin and Yoongi looked startlingly dangerous.

Even to his eyes.

Slightly getting over this shock, Jimin knew at once what was the cause behind this.

Her.
Master.

Without any doubt, she did this to them.

The poison in him burned his throat as some spilled from his gland. He felt a rope of excitement and happiness wrap around him and pull tight.

He instinctively looked to the side at Hoseok who looked at him after feeling his gaze. His eyes too were burning with excitement.

Hobi too, felt the same way. He knew it too.

Master had said yes. Yes to buying all of them. ALL.

Otherwise their hyungs would have never looked this way, some amount of sorrow would have been steady in their expression.

Master will be buying me!! Me and hyung.

The dream he had been thinking about, had just come true.

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"These are the two cells. The 5 hybrids inside are the ones." Jin said in a clear voice to the person in front of him who nodded once and stopped right outside their cells.

"What the fuck is going on here? Who the hell are you and what are you doing with these two? As for you bird—" Wilson burst out, not being able to tolerate the sight of the bird and the cat hybrid looking right at him with no fear in their eyes.

He pulled up his baton and the controller to their collars when the person in front of him spoke up.

"If you don't want any major damage to your body, I suggest you don't touch the controller." He said in a voice devoid of any emotions but his eyes delivered the promise of the implied threat.

Wilson stopped for a second when the person continued, "I am Peter, head security of Kim Anya. These are her hybrids now, as are the other 5 in the cells. The legal process is completed, I suggest you talk with your colleague here and comply with the instructions given. Fail to do so, then the consequences will not be to your liking." Peter said crisply as he slightly pushed the secretary who had accompanied them from Park's office, forwards towards Wilson.

"Why don't you explain the situation to your friends while we deal with this?" Peter said to Jin in a lowered voice which held a trace of affinity. Jin gave a slight nod as he came forwards towards them while Wilson was left stewing in an unexplained anger while co-ordinating with the other guards and Anya's security.

Jimin was helpless, gripping the bar tight in his hands, body coiled tight while more and more of his venom kept spilling in his mouth as he kept swallowing, waiting for any of his hyung to say anything. His gag was frustrating him to no end now.

Jin stopped right in front of him and reached out a hand to slide it between the bars to run it through his hair softly, the gesture filled with affection and lips tilted in a happy smile, "She bought all of us Jiminie, you and Hobi wont be taken to that auction. She bought all of us together."

A small whimper left his gagged mouth as he closed his eyes. Waves of relief washing over him, the happiness making him light headed. Jin withdrew his fingers but still Jimin felt a elation in his stomach. He opened his eyes to watch Hoseok leaning back with his head lowered, an almost incomprehensible prayer in his breath.

Both of them were saved from death.

"Does she know who Jimin and Hoseok are?" Namjoon asked from his cell, trying to keep calm despite the situation. If nothing else at least this constant abuse from different owners would stop now. He needed to be the level headed one for his friends but he knew all around, them being bought together was a better life than the one they had now.

"She knows they are snake hybrids, but I doubt if she knows exactly which type." Yoongi answered.

A frisson of fear froze Jimin in his place. His eyes involuntarily narrowed eerily. Both of them were of a species of snake which was highly dangerous not just for humans, but for hybrids as well. Dangerous enough that anyone would rethink their decision.

He looked at Yoongi horrified but the older hybrid was already shaking his head at him "I don't think it will change her decision Jiminie, she does not appear to be that kind. But still, please be good to her. Don't let go of your nature, control it in front of her."

Jimin gulped back more of his venom as he nodded frantically. Having tasted the happiness of being owned by someone he wanted, even though for a few minutes, he did not want to go back to the fear of being separated and killed.

Meanwhile cells were being opened for other hybrids to form a line and leave for the evening, while Wilson and 2 other guards were loudly arguing with Master's security.

Master. She was his master now.

Abruptly, Wilson became quiet while the other 2 guards became pale at whatever was said to them by the one calling himself Peter.

One of the guards hurriedly came forward to open his cell and then went to unlock Namjoon's door.

"Wait. The snake hybrids are not drugged up. We just got to know that they have developed tolerance to our meds. What about them?" one of the guards said to Peter.

By now Namjoon, Jungkook and Taehyung were already out with their heads lowered. Peter turned to look at both Jimin and Hoseok with cold assessing eyes.

Jimin went still. Not knowing what to do about it.

Unexpectedly, Peter gestured for them both to come forward. They shuffled towards where the rest of their friends were standing just outside their cells.

"We are going to change the collars now after which you all will be permanently escorted to Anya's room for the duration of this event. Will you harm anyone while we unlock your collar and fit you with a new one?" this question was directed at them both in a cool voice by Peter.

Immediately Jimin shook his head. Peter continued to look at him for a few more seconds and then nodded. "Give me the E-Key to unlock their collars." He said to Wilson.

"You have no experience with this sort of a thing. I suggest you go wait in the room while we will deal with it and then deliver them to you." Wilson said smoothly.

"The E-Key." Peter lifted his hands, palms up towards Wilson, his tone brooking no arguments.

Wilson's expression twisted in rage but he gave up the small microchip to the elder man.

Peter then turned to the secretary "Do you have the new collars?"

The man nodded at once, pushing his specs up on his nose, shifting from one foot to another, clearly uncomfortable in being in such a dark and dank place. "These 7 collars are operated with one key, I have already given you the controller to it." He said.

"So you have." Peter nodded as he took the E-Key from Wilson and unhesitatingly went to Namjoon, to ask him to bend forward to access the point behind his neck

This is really happening.

"Lower your eyes you filthy trash! I'll be sure to make a complaint to your owner about your behaviour. Do you think you will escape your rightfully due punishment just because I cant deliver it to you? What your owner will do to you will be much worse slave!!" Wilson shouted at Yoongi, face contorted in anger.

Amazingly, Jimin saw Yoongi lean back a little and cross his hands on his chest, his lips pulled back in a mocking smile, showing a hint of his canines, inciting the guard even more. He boldly stared right in his eyes and uttered in a deep voice, "My Master does not like me to look down Wilson. You are not someone who should be speaking to me at all."

Wilson visibly became red, rage clouding his mind completely "Did you just call me by my name slave?" he screeched.

Yoongi outright laughed at the screaming person. Jimin knew he was doing it to provoke the guard even more and frankly, he was in awe. This behaviour? Did they really have such freedom?

"I have only one Master. You are not her. Do not dream of touching me or anyone else, otherwise, you will answer to my Master and I am sure you don't want that." Yoongi growled.

Wilson remained stunned at what he heard. Still enraged but stunned into silence by the honesty in the statement. According to him, those dirty creatures having the audacity of looking at him let alone speaking to him had crossed a line which needed severe punishment. These slaved were only good to be trampled beneath their shoes being fed the mud beneath the soles. His ego was greatly dented that he only stood there unable to do anything while the half breed stared at him like he was someone of no importance.

Peter had now moved on from unlocking and fitting the new collar from Namjoon, Jungkook, Taehyung and Hoseok. He reached Jimin and simply tapped his head once. Jimin knelt forward and felt the "click" of his collar being unlocked.

The heavy weight was lifted from his neck. But before he had a chance to stretch his neck a bit, a new collar was swiftly placed on him. It was the same as the one before. There was no change in the weight, the colour, the material or even the size, which choked him a little.

"Okay. Come, lets get you out of here." Peter said.

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"You all need to remember one thing." Jin said to us.

Currently they were all kneeling down on their knees on the floor of Master's room, having being brought from the basement. Wilson was loathe to see them go and was fuming when they were leaving. He did say "Its not over yet" in a lowered voice, but all the hybrids could hear him just fine.

Peter had taken them to Master's room and asked them to wait for her then had closed the door. Which left them where they were now.

"Do not look down. She does not like that. Look straight ahead normally." Jin completed.

"She hasn't instructed us about it yet Hyung, we should wait for such commands. What if she only wants you both to follow that and not us? After all you said its only the two of you whom she had seen already." Namjoon whispered.

No, she has seen me too, has had a moment with me too. Not just those two.

Jimin wanted to say that out loud. He wanted to correct everyone, a part of him feeling possessive over the brief claim he had.

A claim he felt, after just seeing her once.

"Jungkook? Taehyung?" Jin asked.

Inner musings forgotten, Jimin looked at both the youngest. Both of them sat down gracefully, knees folded, legs beneath, palms resting on the thighs, back straight while their heads were downcast. Their tails loosely wrapped around their legs while their ears lay flattened on their heads.

The perfect picture of submission. The perfect slave.

They did not respond to Jin but both continued to maintain the posture, eyes completely blank. It hurt to see them this way, but the age they were captured was to blame.

Mere 4 years old, scared and alone, the conditioning had set in too deeply for them to survive without it now.

Which was why Jimin had hoped to be bought by her. If a woman could smile and cry for a snake hybrid, surely she would not inflict the amount of torture both of them had quietly gone through already in their lives.

"Both of you have been quiet since we came. Wont you tell your hyungs what you are thinking kit?" Jin tried again "Right now there is no one here but us."

At that, Taehyung ears twitched. Then slowly he lifted his head to some degree. Realizing they were alone in the room, he nudged Jungkook and lifted his head completely.

"We all belong to one master now?" he asked, hesitating a bit over his words.

Taehyung and Jungkook were mostly trained without teaching them speech or words. They were only allowed to learn certain words for them to respond. The humans wanted them to remain dumb animals ready to serve them without any other thoughts.

That, and their trainers before it had shaped them for a completely different, vague purpose.

As such, it was the 5 of them who had taught them language. But still now, both did not speak freely.

Firstly because they were punished for talking or knowing the language if they were caught. And secondly, because with the amount of beatings they had gotten, both the kits had developed a fear of speaking so they preferred not to. The disuse of their vocal cords led to them having a scratchy rusty voice.

Furthermore, Taehyung and Jungkook needed to concentrate to remember how to articulate the words.

Jimin loved them both immensely. All the others did too. They tried to guard them as much as this slave life allowed them to. Being together for years, they knew all about the hardships of both of them, but it still managed to break his heart all over when the realization of how much they were abused became apparent in situations such as these.

Tae and Kook needed patience to be talked with. Jin and Yoongi were the most adept at that.

"Yes Tae, we are all owned by one."

Taehyung looked at Jin with his unnervingly constant stare then nodded and asked, "Shouldn't we assume our presenting positions to greet her then?" he asked curiously.

Jungkook's head too snapped in the direction of Jin.

"No Tae, our Master will not appreciate that position. Trust hyung on this matter." Jin said to the younger male gently.

Taehyung's brow wrinkled a little in confusion. He started getting agitated.

Jimin could very well understand Jin. Even he felt that she would be upset with that position, although he did not have any reason to know it.

Taehyung and Jungkook started getting agitated. "We should assume our position Hyung. We..... just.... Got owned. It is bad if we not do it." Tae said, losing his grip on the language as he thought more about it.

"Calm down."

That rich deep voice stilled Taehyung and Jungkook along with everyone else in the room. Yoongi usually did not speak much, but when he did, all of them automatically listened.

"Should we call her Mistress or Master? In the past even females wanted us to call them Mistress." Namjoon asked in the lull of conversations.

"Lets wait till she commands us to call her Mistress." Jin said.

Suddenly, Yoongi looked up towards the door while he sat up straight on his knees.

Jimin too looked towards the same direction as he concentrated on the noises from beyond. He could hear the sound of rapid footfalls. Delicate, small feet. Someone was running in this direction and then abruptly stopped in front of the door.

By now everyone's attention was caught by the slightly laboured breath audible from the other side of the door. As excruciating seconds passed by, the door was unlocked and a heavenly fragrance of vanilla and cherry blossoms assaulted his senses. He along with his friends heavily breathed in the warm, delicious scent. He wanted to go bask in that smell, wanted to drench himself in it. A scent that uniquely belonged to only one person.

His master.

She was here.

Something in him reacted to her, to her scent. A side of him he himself did not know about. But he was not the only one it would seem. The most affected by it, was Yoongi, who drawled, in a silken voice,

"Welcome Master."

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ANYA

Anya opened the door with a heady sensation.

Anya reeled back from the voice and the sight. The sight of 7 naked hybrids looking at her with their dark eyes while kneeling down had her slightly off her already shaken equilibrium. But that voice.

The voice that welcomed her was dark and alluring. So heavy with need that the pitch had lowered to a growling grade. That voice reminded her of long nights inviting her to sin together.

Who did that voice belong to? She had not seen who spoke and the voice was unrecognisable in its sensuous nature.

None of the hybrids blinked, making her come to the understanding that they did not want it to be known.

This told her 2 things.

First, it meant that the hybrid who spoke had done so unconsciously. And second, there was a good unity between them all to not disclose the identity.

She composed herself and drew a deep breath but before she could enter the room, Peter tapped her shoulder. She turned to him to find him holding up an object in his hand towards her. It was the new controller.

She accepted it from him without saying a single word, the black controller sleek and compact in her hands. Peter nodded and withdrew from the room, his eyes conveying his message to her call me if you need anything and softly shut the door.

Anya turned back around but frowned a bit on seeing Taehyung and Jungkook.

They were sitting still as statues, back straight with heads bent and hands on their thighs. Their naked forms immensely pleasing to the eyes, golden skin blemish free casting slight shadows by the ceiling lights while their dark hair fell to their foreheads. Their bodies were lithe and lean but packed with muscled giving them a whipcord physique.

The significance of that posture was, however, was utterly revolting.

Never did Anya ever feel bad about the treatment of hybrids before she came to this auction. Here she felt disgusted at what they all went through in their daily lives.

But now that she owned these 7, now that she was responsible for their lives, Anya felt downright nauseated at what was done to them.

Nothing like that would ever happen to them from now. No one will ever dare to touch them.

She stepped forward towards them, to get them to look at her, when the light from the nearby lamp reflected off something to make her close her eyes at the sudden shine of the reflection directly to her orbs.

She changed her direction of gaze to come across 2 sets of reptilian eyes looking at her unblinking. The vertical slits of pupils staring at her held danger in them. Along with curiosity. The gaze was entirely inhuman and otherwordly. It was frightening.

The metal gags in their mouths and the heavy chains around their shoulder and chests connecting to the manacles on their hands did absolutely nothing to detract from the air of savageness around them.

This must be Jimin and Hoseok. She recognised one of them at least.

The angelic one. Although he looked more like a demon right now.

Still unwillingly, a smile came to her as she looked at him again. This time, he was safe in her room, not beneath a stranger's lash of whip.

As soon as her smile touched her lips, and answering smile bloomed in the hybrid's eyes, making his fearsome eyes disappear in crescent moons on his face. His face taking on the innocence of a cute child.

Anya's smile deepened into revealing a dimple.

Snake hybrid or not, this will be okay.

Taking her eyes away from him for now, she addressed the rest, mainly Taehyung and Jungkook along with another hybrid who had his eyes down too. Must be Namjoon.

"Never look down from today onwards. Look up to whoever will be in front of you." She said firmly.

Instantly she saw Namjoon lifting his head to look at her.

Anya barely held back a gasp. Namjoon was handsome. Overwhelmingly so.

With his grave dragon eyes, high cheekbones and dark hair, to his broad honey coloured chest tapering to a well defined abdomen rippled with defined abs and narrow waist. This hybrid was overwhelming. Judging by his height, she could easily guess he was tall too.

Unconsciously still, something about him made a sliver of fear creep up. A tugging sense of unknown danger fleetingly pulling at her heart.

Not now.

Anya next glanced to Jungkook, who appeared to be fidgeting badly, still looking down. Anya frowned and looked to Taehyung who was similarly agitated but in addition was gripping his thighs with his palms so tightly that the area had blanched to white due to restricted blood supply. Both the hybrids were visibly trying to lift their heads but failing in the last moment to bend them down again and then striking out and hurting themselves with their slightly grown nails.

Already a smattering of scratches with blood were appearing on their thighs. All of this without a single noise.

Anya understood at once. Their conditioning was too deep, too ingrained in them to comply with her order. It would feel wrong and opposite of what they were taught, to look their master in their eyes.

She stood back with her lower lips caught between her teeth as she watched the struggle the two hybrids went through to carry out an order which would give them some power over the slave label they were boxed in.

Jungkook managed to make eye contact with her once but immediately bent his head so low that his chin touched his sternum.

The glimpse into that beautiful big doe shaped eyes filled with anxiousness made her heart twinge.

Both of them were now shaking with the effort needed to look forward.

"If you cannot comply by what I said, it's fine. Do not exert yourself." She said.

Taehyung and Jungkook had stopped while she talked but now redoubled their efforts to look up. So much so that they fell off their position they had so carefully sat as.

Anya's eyes widened at that behaviour before she wrinkled her eyebrows and cocked her head to the side trying to understand what was wrong.

Understand.

Understand.

She straightened again with realization dawning in her eyes.

They were unable to understand what she had said moments ago in their panic.

She slowly approached both of them so as to not spook them further. As she neared them, both of them stilled completely.

When she was but a arm's distance away from them she said "All of you rise."

She saw the others rising to their height in her periphery while she concentrated on the two before her.

Taehyung had stripey ears and a tail while Jungkook's were pitch black.

Anya thought that maybe Taehyung was a mackerel cat, or a Toyger or Bengal cat, while Jungkook maybe a.......

Nopes. Not a panther. No. Nahh. She refused that possibility for her sanity's sake.

Both of them got to their feet at last still keeping their head lowered. They were a bit drawn to themselves, unconsciously folding their body to shy away from the anticipated punishment from failing to carry out the very first command given to them.

She knew she had to have patience with them. As soon as she had agreed to take them, she knew she had to make them open up slowly and naturally in order to break them free of their conditioning. She was ready for the amount of time and coaxing it would take. Also the sense of security that was needed for them to feel safe enough to dare.

Anya softly spoke to them. She carefully enunciated her words, pacing it in a manner that they could grasp. "Its okay if you cannot look up yet. I would prefer you to but if right now you can't, then its okay. No need to rush."

Both of their ears twitched wildly before attentively sticking up their head. The ears were adorable!! Her hands itched to rub them but she controlled herself.

"Nod if you understand me."

Two slow nods.

"do you both know that you belong to me?" she asked softly.

A slow nod again

"Do you understand it means that NO one else has any rights upon you? You have no other master? Please use words."

It took a while, it took a few minutes but Jungkook responded. "You are our only Master." He said in a soft, melodic, timid voice.

That voice was so innocent. So pure. Beneath all this was a being who was still untainted at his heart she thought.

"Then as such, if you want to look down, or feel compelled not to look up, it should only be extended to me. If it is anyone else, will you look up at them?" Anya asked.

Seconds extended and turned to minutes.

She could feel a few of her hybrids twitching restlessly a bit. But none of them spoke. None of them broke the moment and Anya keep her focus on just them.

At last, Taehyung shifted from one foot to another, he lifted his head while she waited for him. His eyes were closed but he opened them suddenly.

His gaze was carefully blank. Completely blank.

The eagerness in her died at his expression.

He had suffered too much. Too much.

Taehyung looked past her to ne of the other hybrids. She didn't take her focus from him so she didn't know who he looked at or what answer he received but Taehyung took a deep breath and looked back at her.

Haltingly he asked, "You will not give us to another Master ever? There will only be you as Master? We obey no one else?"

It took some time to register what he said. At that moment, Anya wanted to shout out that even she was not going to his Master. They did not have to OBEY her, but she knew none of the hybrids were ready for that.

They would simply not believe her intentions. It was best to ease them in naturally. To let the relationship blossom when THEY felt comfortable enough with her.

When they started to TRUST her.

And she would not rest until she rightfully earned that trust.

So for now, she answered. "No Taehyung. You will never be touched by any other. You never have to obey or put up with the whims of any other person. You will NEVER call anyone else as Master. Understand this clearly. NO ONE is allowed to touch, command or even speak to you without my permission and I will never give that permission to anyone else. You will only ever belong to me."

Taehyung looked at her intently at that. His eyes looking in hers with a magnetic pull so strong, that she felt being sucked into those mysterious depths. His eyes were no longer blank, but were coming to life it seemed, a light steadily entering them.

On seeing him with his eyes, something clenched in her...

Trees, grass, stream, night . . . Promise.

With a warmth in his expression, he lowered his head again. "I promise to look forward to everyone else Master. I will obey no one except you. I will try not to look down in your presence as well." A smile could be clearly heard in his voice which was previously devoid of any emotion.

Satisfied with his answer, Anya turned to Jungkook. "Jungkook?"

He bobbed his head repeatedly but did not look up, "I promise too."

"Well I guess that will have to do." She Breathed out in relief and stepped back a bit.

Turning her head she looked at the snake hybrids.

Now for the interesting part. Lets see if I survive this or not.

Thinking that, she walked towards the snake hybrids.

A/N: dealing with a psychological conditioning or brainwashing, takes a lot of time and patience, which will be needed for Tae and Kookie... getting to know the hybrids she owns is something that is a stage which is important for the hybrids too especially to build the trust...

Next will be the interactions between Hoseok, Jimin and Anya along with "firsts" of a lot of things.

Please do vote and comment. Enjoy.