Jimin's Whore • PJM

Forty Nine ♡

Once the three of you had recovered Tae helped you slip back into your panties, the lace dragging against sore skin making you flinch. He rubbed away some of the pain with his warm fingers.

"Did I hurt you Angel?" Jimin hugged you from behind, worry in his tone.

"Not more than I wanted." You turned your head kissing his jaw.

For a few minutes you watched Hobi and Mingi again. Hobi had switched to a flogger, marking Mi's long tan legs with the leather strips. She still wore the black panties. Mingi was fucking Sana now, fingers shoved into her mouth wrenching her head sideways while he took her from behind. Watching the violence of it turned you on all over again. The thought crossed your mind wondering what it would look like if it was Jimin instead. It shocked you and you pushed it down.

"Do the panties on Mi Cha mean she doesn't want to have sex?" You softly whispered to Jimin. Tae had pulled you into his lap the three of you cuddled on the loveseat again.

"Yes it means she has a hard limit at penetration. Not all scenes have sexual contact." Jimin answered patiently. "If we were closer we could hear their conversations and understand what type of scene is playing out. Hobi specializes in interrogation scenes so I bet that's what it is happening."

"Interrogation?" You swallowed hard, that sounded intense.

"It's a play scene where the dominant pretends the submissive knows something or committed a crime, something of that nature and they have to get the sub to say it. It's a really popular scene, because the sub gets to decide how stubborn they want to be and when they want to give up the info." Tae stroked his fingers across your bare tummy seeming to enjoy touching you.

"Is that something you want to try?" You looked at Jimin, he just watched your face. You looked over at his shoulder watching as Hobi paced around Mi aggressively. It made you wet all over again.

"Yes." You blushed furiously.

"With Hobi?" Jimin questioned.

"Or you."

"The two of you could play good cop, bad cop." Tae suggested his fingers dragging upward to brush against the edge of your bra.

"That could be a lot of fun." Jimin leaned forward and kissed you until you felt dizzy, wrapping your arms around his strong bare shoulders.

"Let's go check out the other room." Jimin stood glancing toward Mingi. You followed his eyes and saw Irene watching the three of you.

You allowed Jimin to lead you from the room and across the hall. Two more scenes were actively in progress, Hwasa was teasing Momo with a huge vibrator the girl whimpering and overstimulated. On the other side of the room Hoshi was brutally hitting the welted ass of Cho-hee with a long thin wooden stick. She shrieked each time and counted, pleading for mercy. You wondered why she wasn't using her safe word.

Yoongi and Joon sat on a couch, Kookie laying across their laps. Yoongi was stroking Kookie's bare chest, Joon was rubbing his inner thigh. Your group closed the distance and joined them, arranging on some pillows on the floor.

"One tummy ache and he gets treated like a little prince." Tae grumbled watching as Yoongi stroked long fingers across the younger guy's abs.

"He's the maknae, don't be jealous. He's our tiny bunny." Joon stroked his cheek and teased Tae until Kookie smirked.

"Moonbin said the three of your were having quite a bit of fun with a whip?" Yoongi turned his attention to you with a raised brow.

You blushed and looked away, watching as Momo begged to stop cumming her body shaking violently, Hwasa cooing to her. It reminded you of how Joon was fawning over Kookie. You were drawn back to Cho-hee, who screamed out again. She was secured to a metal frame by ropes intricately wrapped around her forearms, arms stretched so high above her she had to tiptoe. Her body swayed with the impact when she lost her footing.