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Jimin screamed and fell on his knees right away.

"My Lord, forgive me!" He cried.

"It won't ever repeat itself, so please.......forgive me, just this once" He said, keeping his head bowed.

He didn't hear him move but it was just a second after that his sight was restored.

"Thank you my Lord" he said.

"Get up" His voice came with authority, Jimin didn't waste any second before getting up, this time more careful than ever.

"Get on the bed and turn your back" He said.

'My...back' Jimin repeated in his head and swallowed hard before approaching the bed.

'Oh Park Jimin, you were born to suffer' He said to himself and finally climbed on the bed, how was he supposed to back him? Laying on his chest? Or just sitting and turning his back to him? Which one?

He doesn't want to make a mistake to get him mad but he was confused, still he followed his mind and lie on his chest, but even a minor would know that Jungkook wouldn't be able to do anything in such position, so he pushed his lower body up a little bit, isn't this what he expected him to do??

He could hear the sounds of cottons getting loosed, he knew he was undressing, us that why he wanted him to back him? Is he not supposed to see him just the way Jungkook saw him??

Jimin decided to clear his mind at once when he finally felt him behind him on the bed, his eyes went shut instantly, expecting the worst pain.

"Spread your legs Jimin" He groaned in his low deep voice and Jimin immediately did, this is the second time he's calling his name and somehow his pronunciation always hit different, his voice is so smooth and..........Stop Jimin, don't start. He cautioned himself.

He was expecting at least a touch from him, but nothing came, is this also part of the punishment? To make him feel that he's absolutely nothing to be touched by him?? Holding him might as well make him feel less scared and not making him feel so low of himself, that's exactly what he's doing right now. Making him feel low, just too low.

The first thrust was unexpected, and not just unexpected....it was reckless and unforgiving, it was too hard, deep and hell it hurts!!

"Ahh!!!!" Jimin screamed and held the bed spread tightly.

He was big.....really big for his size, the first time was actually a force which didn't even last two minutes as far as Jimin could remember, but he bled, yes
he did....was it his virginity that night or he was just hurt from the forceful thrust? He doesn't really know for real, because there was no one for him to ask, every growing lad really need a mother next to them or a figure like mother, it's always grieving when there's none, and that's Jimin's situation.

Now he's here again.

Agonizingly, he held the spread more tighter than he held his lifespan when he was being tattooed, this hurts even more.

The Emperor really didn't care about that scream which came from him, his rod sank deeper inside him.

"Hmm" Jimin groaned, this is pure torture, nothing else could compare, he was in pain.

When he pulled out finally, Jimin released a breath but that relief didn't last a second before he thrust inside him again, this time even more rougher.

Jimin held his lips with his teeth, trying his best not to cry out, what if he get angry again?? But then he started giving him wildest and roughest ride of his life. Each thrust comes with another dimension of pain he wants to scream out.

His eyes were filled with unrolled tears, suddenly, Jungkook moved in an impossible way which stretched his softness, it was hell.

"My lord!!!!" Jimin cried out and didn't think twice before trying to get up but something held him down, Jungkook wasn't holding him...then what was holding him?? He couldn't move.

"My Lord please!!!" He screamed. Not a single word or sound came from him but the torture only increased. He was really punishing him with all he had.

"That hurts!!!" Jimin shook his head with tears rolling down his eyes.

He pulled out of him and his face fell on the bed, he couldn't breathe, his honeypot felt so hot and it stings, he swallowed hard, but still he couldn't move his body.

The rest didn't last a minute before he felt him inside him again.

"No!!" Jimin screamed out on his first thrust of torture again. He penetrated so deeply that he choked on his own scream and cry...

"My lord....." He called.

"Please........be gentle please"

But all fell on deaf ears, he did all he did, he punished him, tortured him, made him bled, yes he bled, which was the reason he let him go.

When he left the bed, Jimin fell weakly and helplessly on the bed, his body was covered with sweat, his face was covered with tears and his hair were so rough that they stuck on the sweats on his face.

He have never felt such pain in his life, worst than anything he's been passing through. Jimin was getting his breaths back to normal, he was so tired.

"If I meet you on my bed, prepare to be buried alive" His deep voice woke him up in a weak way, he heard a door closed loudly and he swallows hard before getting up gently and slowly, not like he had a choice, his legs were literally shaking on the floor as he tried to get dressed.

After managing to get dressed, he walked out, clinging unto the wall to support himself, he was still in tears, he couldn't control it.

At some point, he fell on the ground in the chamber. He held unto the chair and got up again, he could hear from afar as the emperor was ordering someone to change the bed. Wait not even bedspread?? The whole bed??

The guards didn't stop staring at him as he walked, but nobody dare think of helping him, they wouldn't.

Really.

******

NEXT MORNING, JIMIN'S ROOM**

Jimin just finished taking his bath, he dressed up in the servants uniform. Miran actually gave him about three of the same uniforms, Jimin had asked if he did that for every maids and servants in the palace but never got a reply, but he was thankful, at least he get to wash one and still have another one to put on, not like there's any clothes to change into.

He checked himself out in the mirror, he was still feeling the pain from last night, he was hoping it would take at least two days before the emperor think of having him again, he really hoped so.

Staring at himself in the mirror, this body he is in...is really a very beautiful young man, his skin is so smooth, clean, milky white and spotless unlike his old body, he was covered with scars from his face to his legs, he wasn't really ugly but he's definitely ugly if placed beside this body.

The door suddenly opened loudly, hitting the wall behind and Jimin turned at once.

Five maids came in, they all look so angry that he was scared mere looking at their faces.

The first one dropped a broom on the floor, the second dropped a watering can, then a parking basket, some cleaning towel and other things meant for cleaning.

"You think you can escape working here? You must be crazy!" The first girl yelled at Jimin and he was confused.

"Pick those stuffs right now!!"

Jimin immediately bent down and packed them all.

"Throw him out!!"

They pushed him out of the room and he fell on the ground.

"Get up and start your work if you want to live" the meanest looking girl among them said and others dragged him up again.

Borah was watching from afar, she smiled and turned to Bosong.

"Good job" She said and Bosong smiled.

"He won't even have peace of mind at all my lady, he will definitely be hated by every palace maids and servants" Bosong said.

"Exactly what I want" Borah smiled and turned to walk away, Bosong stared at them one last time before she followed Borah. 

******

ROYAL CHAMBER**

Inside, the maids were dressing up their Emperor as usual, he was already looking as handsome as always. It's really hard to describe, he look more better as the days pass by, he looks younger everyday, he look handsome every minute, his beauty is just unexplainable.

His bright brown eyes glow in the sun, his soft looking small lips, his perfect height, his long hair, his spotless white skin, everything about him is enough for any noble lady or man or even a lowly rank to fall for him and want him, but his forever frowned face and blank look, expressionless, unreadable look is also enough to scare them away.

The maids brought out the last slide of the outfit and he frowned more hardly.

"Too bright" He uttered. Reacting to the red royal robe. He's known to always wear either white or black, any other color is like a taboo for him because he find them too bright, he's right, they don't even fit his personality.

The maids immediately changed it and went with a black one with a touch of white, he was ready.

"Your majesty...breakfast......"

"Take it away" He cut her off sharply and the maids exchanged glances, they shouldn't be surprised but still they are.

He always does this, he never eat the food they bring, breakfast, lunch, dinner, they will always find them in the same position untouched.

Sometimes he might just manage to eat once in a week and they would wonder if there's anyone else bringing the emperor food.

"Get out!"

That alone made them scatter, they ran out and he rolled his eyes.

"Dumb humans" He uttered.

Namjoon came into the room a second after.

"Your majesty" He bowed and the Emperor faced him.

"What is it this time Namjoon" He asked.

"Your majesty, the thieves just came to report themselves" Namjoon said with a hint of excitement in his voice.

'Those humans really love their life...why? Isn't life too bitter to hate death this much?" Emperor Jungkook asked and Namjoon was confused.

"What about you? Do you love living this way? You've never thought of dying?" He asked further and Namjoon shook his head slowly.

"No your majesty, I really want to live a long life, there's a lot of things I haven't done yet" He replied.

"Like what?" Emperor Jungkook asked.

"I need to find someone and start my own family....."

"Enough" The Emperor cut him off and he smiled.

"That's every humans wish your majesty" He said shortly.

"Lead the way" The emperor said.

"Your majesty, after you please" Namjoon bowed and he rolled his eyes before walking out, Namjoon immediately followed.

👥 Good morning your majesty!!!

👥 May you live long....

"Shut up!!" Emperor Jungkook yelled at the person who said that. He turned with anger.

"Who said that?" He asked and everyone was silent.

"Namjoon!" He called.

"Yes your majesty" Namjoon immediately moved closer.

"Inform everyone, including the ministers, from now on...I don't want to hear that statement, long life my foot"

"Yes your majesty" Namjoon bowed.

Emperor Jungkook continue walking still looking angry.

He's not going to die anyway, he won't ever die, as long as this world continues, he will continue living, he hate living among humans, he despise it a lot.

As they walked, the Emperor saw Jimin working and he also saw him, he immediately bowed but he was totally ignored.

He bite his lips and continue his work.

******

3PM, JIMIN'S ROOM**

Jimin entered looking half dead, he just finished working, those maids made sure he did everyone else's work, yes he did their portion.

But there was no one to support him or help him out of the situation, everyone was glaring at him, no doubt they all hate him, he could sense it.

He sat down and checked his legs, they were all bloody red. He got up again and got rid of his clothes, it was covered with dirts and sweats, he entered the bathroom and took a cold bath, he washed the uniform and dried it before returning to the room, he wore another one.

"Ohh" he touched his tummy as it made a loud sound of hunger.

But suddenly his door opened, disadvantage of a door without a lock.

This time around, it was someone unexpected.... Borah.

"My lady!" Jimin immediately bowed but Borah was glaring at him hatefully.

"Did you spent the night with his majesty?" She asked the question and Jimin was speechless

"I just asked a question!" Borah yelled.

"No...I left last night" Jimin replied with a shaking voice.

"You had your first night with him" Borah said and Jimin managed to nod his head.

Borah moved closer and Jimin swallowed in fear.

"I'm here to warn you....don't even think of going to his chamber tonight even if he calls for you, he's mine tonight, do you get that?!!" Borah shouted.

"But......I....can't....I can't ignore.....his call......" A slap from Borah landed on his face.

"How dare you talk back you lowly slave!!" She yelled and Jimin bite his lips, fighting back his tears.

"Ignore even if he calls for you!! Do you understand?!! Or I will make your life a living hell in this palace!!"

"Yes.....my lady" Jimin said, stuttering.

Borah glared at him one more time before storming out of the room, closing the door loudly.

Jimin fell on his butt, when he was pronounced as the sex slave, all he was thinking about was the sex in it, the pain he would go through.

He must have forgotten what that word..SLAVE really meant for real. But he was beginning to see it, everyone would look down on him, even the maids...he's in a lower position than the maids because those people probably get paid for the works they do.

A slave can be killed anytime and no one will be questioned, he's in no position to talk, he's like an outcast, he's absolutely nothing to be compared to, he's nothing but an empty young lad in the palace who is supposed to be stepped on anyhow and anytime anyone wants, that's the definition of a slave.

******

ROYAL CHAMBER, 9PM**

The Emperor was pacing round the lounge, any human with vision could see that he was at the last rage of his anger. It's been two good hours since he sent Namjoon to deliver his message to Jimin but he didn't show up.

"Namjoon!!" He called and the door opened instantly, rushing in.

"Tell the guards to bring Jimin for me....tell them to drag him on the ground from his room straight here to my chamber, on the ground!! Or I will kill you first if I don't see some blood on his body when he gets here" Emperor Jungkook said angrily.

"Yes your majesty" Namjoon bowed at once and rushed out.

"How dare he" The Emperor continue pacing. He's literally the first to ever waste a minute after getting his call, but now not even a minute but two hours?

"How dare he" He clenched his fists, his demons were always forcing themselves out of his body, he was too angry to stop himself, just too angry.

From afar, he could hear Jimin's screams as the guards dragged him roughly on the ground and somehow those painful screams somehow calm him down.

The screams was getting closer and closer and then they dragged him in.

"Here your majesty"

Jimin quickly got up on his knees, his uniform were roughly torn on different sides, he could see the scratches and blood all over his body, only his face was untouched, he was bleeding.

"Did you...really ignored my call?" He asked.

"I'm sorry...your majesty" Jimin cried.

"Shut it!!! How dare you lowly human ignore my words!!!" He growled and Jimin froze, he was shaking.

"Your majesty........."

"Get out everyone"

The guards immediately rushed out.

The emperor moved closer to Jimin and looked at his neck, he began choking him with his eyes.

Jimin coughed and grabbed his neck, he couldn't breathe, the Emperor lifted him up with his eyes and choked him even more.

"My lord" Jimin managed to call, his hands still on his neck.

Hearing that even made him more mad and he tightened it, Jimin started vomiting blood, he was shaking his legs with every power, no more words from him, he was at the point of death.

"Die!!!!!!" Emperor Jungkook growled.

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TBC