Hello, my loves~♡ I hope that you all are doing well.:3 I will be okay.:3 I'm still having difficulties coming to terms with his passing since he was only ten years older than me and the baby of my aunts and uncles. My mom not included, there were eleven of them and while they got on each other's nerves, they still had really strong family ties. My siblings and I grew up taking a twelve hour drive every year to go see them. We had strong ties with them because of all those visits. So it's a little hard and I still cry talking about it.🤣😂 Especially after one of the news channels had an uncensored photo of him after the car accident. It wasn't pretty and it hurt greatly to see that. Although, things will only get better and easier with time. It took me 16 years to be able to talk about my grandmother's passing and she passed away when I was eleven.😂🤣 So healing takes time but I am already in a slow process of healing.:3 I am sorry to those that have tried to reach out to me and I haven't really talked to much. I go into a silent mode to take everything in at once and avoid a lot of people to deal with the grief. So I apologize if you feel like I've ignored you. I still love you, dolls~♡ Now, onto the chapter: this chapter contains some descriptions of nudity and some conversations of Stockholm syndrome so please be advised when reading, my loves~♡ Without further ado, please enjoy the next installment~♡♡♡

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Jimin heard the voice of a female this time as they were permitted to enter, his hands still covering his intimate parts. Kai opened the door and dragged Jimin into a well lit room with two other people inside. One was a female, whose voice he heard previously and the other was a male sitting in a chair. Jimin studied the male's broad shoulders and fluffy, wavy light brown hair. The other male was also nude and Jimin wondered how they'd both been dragged into this mess.

"Well, aren't you just a famished little deer," the woman stated, studying Jimin's physique up and down. "Sit him in the chair next to that one," she announced, waving Kai in the direction of the chairs. Kai yanked on Jimin's arm as Jimin was propelled forward, catching himself with his hands on the back of the seat. "Sit," Kai demanded, before turning on his heel. "I'll be back for him later, Mama," he added before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

The woman slowly approached Jimin, contemplating the outfits she was going to designate for the two naked males. Jimin retracted more into the seat in fear, hearing small sniffles and whimpers from the other male in the room. "My name is Chaerin, but as you've both heard, here you call me Mama. If one of our boys decides to keep you as their personal sex toy, you will become my children as well. If you're sold to someone else, may God have mercy on your soul. You never know who's going to purchase such sweet snacks," she added, walking away from the two of them to grab their clothes.

The other male sniffled louder, sobbing softly into his hands as Jimin leaned closer toward this other boy. "Hey, i- it's okay," Jimin offered softly, hoping to see the other male smile. "Wh- what's your name?" Jimin asked, hoping to also make a friend while here. Hopefully, they weren't split up at all because Jimin could really use a friend right now. He felt like breaking down himself but he was trying his best not to do so. These people probably thrived off of their tears.

"S- Seokjin," the other male answered quietly, rubbing his eyes to dry them. He didn't want his only vision of this other boy to be blurry from tears. "Wh- what about your name?" Seokjin asked, sniffling softly. Jimin smiled softly as he turned to face Seokjin with an earnest gaze. "My name is Jimin. It's a pleasure to meet you," Jimin stated, earning a small smile from Seokjin. "I- It's a pleasure to meet you too. H- How did you end up here?" Seokjin asked, understanding he wasn't the only one abducted off the streets.

Jimin sighed softly as he glanced back to see 'Mama' still sifting through clothes on a rack. He turned his gaze back towards Seokjin with a shake of his head. "I ran into one of them. I blacked out and when I woke up... I- I was here," Jimin trailed off, terrified of what was going to happen to him next. "How did you end up here?" Jimin asked, attempting to keep himself covered until he was clothed. Jimin noticed Seokjin had been doing the same thing since he was forced to sit down. Both males trying to remain pure and modest.

Seokjin's lower lip quivered at that question, an unsteady sigh escaping his plump lips. "I- I was taken off the street on my way home from the college campus... I- I was so close to home too. I was hoping s- somebody might have heard me scream," Seokjin answered in a shaky voice, biting his lower lip to keep the tears back. "I- I remember inhaling this unpleasant odor after one of them covered my mouth with a damp cloth... before everything goes hazy from there," he added, his head dropping in defeat.

Jimin swiftly touched Seokjin's arm in reassurance, offering an encouraging smile as Seokjin smiled back. "You have me here. We can be of help to each other and keep each other safe as long as we stick together, okay? We'll find a way out of here together, I promise," Jimin whispered softly, offering another small smile. "As long as we stick together," Seokjin repeated, grabbing Jimin's hand for comfort. Jimin smiled softly, gently squeezing Seokjin's hand with encouragement as Mama's heels clicked against the cement, reverberating loudly within those steel walls.

"Isn't this just the cutest?" They both heard Mama's feminine voice ring out as she stared daggers at their conjoined hands. "Now. Who said you two could hold each other's hands?" She asked before slapping their hands away from each other. She walked past them to stand in front of them, her arms piled with clothes as she smiled now. "Okay! Time to stand up and get you two prettied up," Mama exclaimed, motioning for them to stand to their feet.

With both of their hands covering their private areas, they slowly stood to their feet. To Mama's dismay, they did not uncover themselves as she rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I need you two to drop your hands so that I can see what you're working with," she stated as both Jimin and Seokjin side glanced at each other. Both were too anxious to move as Mama yanked their hands away from their most intimate area, studying them intently. She hummed in response before handing Jimin a slim, short skirt, and handing Seokjin a tight pair of extremely short shorts. "You don't get to wear underwear here. Easier access that way."

Jimin stared at the skirt handed to him and shook his head blatantly. "I don't want to wear something for a girl," he whispered, earning a glare from Mama. She smacked him hard, sending him reeling off balance as he caught himself on the chair once more. "You will do as your told. Wear what is handed to you and keep that pretty little mouth shut if you know what's good for you. Kai likes his submissives to wear skirts because that's even easier access. Plus, by the way he was eyeing you, I don't see him letting you go to anyone else," Mama added, urging Jimin to put the skirt on.

This time Jimin did not argue as he felt his heart sink. He didn't want to be that monster's personal sex toy. He eased the small, black skirt up onto his bony hips as she tossed a pastel pink, fluffy sweater toward Jimin and a satin, wine red long-sleeved shirt toward Seokjin. "These shirts will compliment your skin tones nicely. Once you're done putting those on, go sit in front of the vanity for your makeup," Mama instructed, pointing over towards a dresser that had a large mirror with lights all around it. "I'll be over in a minute," she added, turning towards the shoe rack and debating on whether or not to assign them shoes. If they remained barefoot, it wouldn't be so easy for them to escape with all the glass and nails present on the floors near the exits and entrances. She tapped her chin in thought and decided against assigning them shoes, just in case. They could have that privilege once they were comfortable with their handlers.

After they were finished dressing, with shaky legs, Jimin and Seokjin both walked over towards the vanity and each sat down on one of the backless chairs. Mama slowly walked up behind Jimin, running her elegant fingers through his shaggy hair, and smiled softly as she picked up a bowl on the vanity. She smiled as she studied Jimin's hair with a glint in her eye. "You have such pretty, light brown hair so we won't have to bleach it so much," Mama stated as she picked up a white bottle off the vanity.

She began to drizzle whatever was in the bottle onto Jimin's hair, picking up the clear plastic gloves and putting them on. She then began to rub the odd-smelling viscous liquid into his hair, making sure to coat every inch of his beautiful hair. She spun him around in the backless seat to face her as she applied a fair foundation to his already blemishless skin, giving him a paler appearance. She outlined his plump lips with a maroon lip liner before applying a ruby red lip tint that would stain his lips that color for 24 hours. She applied a small amount of blush, highlighting his sunken cheeks before scrubbing the bleach out of his hair.

Jimin's brown hair was now a very light blond as Mama smiled in satisfaction at her work. She quickly dried his hair before mixing a color dye with conditioner into a bowl, using a brush to apply it to his newly blond hair. While it would take at least 30 minutes for the dye to set, she moved on to bleaching Seokjin's hair and applying his makeup.

By the time both of them were done, Jimin now had soft pink hair and Seokjin had dirty blond hair. Both had makeup on their lips, eyes, and cheeks now as Mama stepped back to inspect her work. With a satisfied smile, she walked over to the door and banged on it.

Not a moment later, Kai opened the door and stepped inside, his eyes noticeably larger the moment he set them on Jimin. Kai smirked before glancing over at Mama with a nod of approval. "You know what I like, Mama," he stated, forcing the two dressed up and made over males to their feet. Mama smiled as she waved them off, her bracelet jingling softly. "Bye sweeties! I'll see you two around real soon," Mama called out, her eyes narrowed with allure.

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Kai yanked both Seokjin and Jimin down the dilapidated hallway once more, Jimin trying not to stumble over his own feet. Jimin was terrified as they stopped in front of a large red door that stood out in the darkness, Kai knocking loudly on it. "I've brought what you asked," Kai shouted through the door before opening it and shoving Seokjin inside. Jimin's eyes widened in terror as he looked up at Kai. This couldn't be happening! He told Seokjin he'd be safe if they stuck together! Now, they were being separated?!

Jimin felt his fear consuming him as Kai yanked him along by his arm and they approached another closed door. Jimin closed his eyes in terror as Kai knocked on that door and they both entered the room. Jimin slowly opened his eyes when he heard multiple voices, one of them deep, smooth and mellow, standing out above the other voices- even though they were all talking quietly.

Jimin was shoved onto a couch as Kai walked over to the table with the three other men. One of them was sitting in the deep-voiced man's lap, wearing a white, bunny onesie, and gripping a bottle. The kid looked somehow familiar to him but he couldn't place his finger on how or why he looked familiar. Jimin watched as this kid hopped down from the other man's lap and skipped over to him, plopping down on the couch next to Jimin. Jimin also noticed the man with the deep voice watching them intently once the bunny dressed boy had joined him.

"Hi, I'm Jungkook! What's your name?" The boy in the bunny onesie asked, lifting the bottle to his lips. Jimin watched as he drank from it without a problem before Jungkook turned to him in curiosity and tilted his head. "What? Do you find it weird?" Jungkook asked, appearing embarrassed as he placed the bottle between his upper thighs. "My daddy is Taehyung over there," Jungkook stated, pointing to the man with the deep voice that was no longer paying them any attention. "He likes it when I do cutesy things like this and I'd do anything to make him happy," Jungkook added with a loving smile, his eyes glowing with adoration for Taehyung. "He saved me from being sold off as a sex slave and I can't thank him enough. He takes such good care of me. Depending on who you get picked up by, they could take good care of you too," Jungkook finished, staring at Taehyung as Jimin shuddered.

"M- My name is Jimin," Jimin started, fiddling with his fingers in his lap. "A- and Mama said something about dressing me to Kai's liking..." Jungkook's head whipped around quickly at Jimin's words before glancing at the men gathered around the table. "Y- you don't want Kai," Jungkook whispered softly, almost inaudible as Jimin strained his ears to hear him. "H- He's the most dangerous..."