Mr. Kim's Sex Slave • VKOOK ✔

11.

(A/N:LOOK AT THE HUNK OF A MAN)

Jungkook POV;

I got dressed, ready... for work..
I don't want to go neither does yoongi want me too but I have to. He doesn't understand.

I was about to walk out but a hand stopped me.

"Yoongi." I said firmly.

"Jungkook." He said back. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Um? To fucking work? Why are you still here? You have your own goddamn house! Oh right! It's my fucking mom huh? You don't care about me!"

He said nothing. That's what I thought.
I tried to move his hand but he wouldn't budge.
"You're not leaving Jungkook."

I walk to my room not wanting to argue. Then lock the door and head straight to my window.
"I have to go. He'll punish me if I don't."
I say to myself.

I go out through the window and run to my work.

Taehyung POV;

"He should be here any minute." I grin. I call Jimin. "When you see him go to my office, go to his house."

"Got it sir."

Everything should go as planned.

I call him and tell him the news.
"Time for mission one of breaking."

"Yes sir."

Jungkook POV;

I walk in Mr. Kim's office. He just got off the phone with someone.
"W-Who was that?"

"No one baby. Come with me."

I follow him to the end of the room where there is a chair. Oh no.

"Sit." He says.

I do as he says. Once I am fully seated he ties my hands to the back of the chair. He now has a bottle of water in his hand.

"M-Master..?" I ask.

"Shh."
He slowly drips the water on my face. Slowly, one by one. A single drop of water for each second.
It sounds Ok but it's torture.

"Please stop this."

"Don't tell me what to do. Shut up." He leaves the room coming back with a gallon of gas, a mysterious liquid, and two rags. He throws the chair on the ground making me hit my head.

"Ow.."

"I SAID SHUT UP!" He yelled while Kicking me. He quickly puts one dirty rag over my face then poured the gasoline on me. The ragged protected me from the dangerous chemicals but not the feeling.

Once the gasoline ran out he brought me back up.

He placed the mysterious liquid on the rag and placed it on my bottom half of my face, suffocating me. It was there till my sight got fuzzy.

Third person POV;

"How do you feel baby boy?"
Taehyung asked.

"Uh.."

"Good." Taehyung smirked.
"Wanna stay over night?"

".... huh?.."

"Then it's settled then."

Yoongi POV;

"Yoongi, I'm going on vacation for about a month so take care of Jungkook for me, ok?" Jungkook's mom says.

"Yes ma'am." Then she walks out with her luggage.

*4 hours later*

"Jungkook?" I call. He's been in his room for quite some time now.

I go to room and try to open the door but it's locked.
"Jungkook, open the door." I say but get no response.

I go to the kitchen and grab a spoon then walk back to his door. I pick the lock with the back of the spoon and the door opens revealing nothing.

"That fucking bastard. Why the hell does he want to even go to him?"

I grab my coat and step out the door. Right when I walk out out I see Jimin.

"Jimin?" I ask. Then it's black.

"Sorry hyung, I can't let you see Jungkook anymore. Boss' rules.