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Her screen name was 'Chamiko'. She enjoyed spicy ramyeon and home-cooked spaghetti, and most of all, she shared your red hot passion for the musician Kim Jaejoong. Domination, bondage, leather, and pain-Chamiko's perverse fantasies of Jaejoong were vivid, filthy and everything you would die for.
Over the winter break, Chamiko became somewhat your 'twin', and when she invited you to meet her, you agreed mindlessly. 'I'm glad. Can't wait to see you’, her message read, with a cute emoticon marked at the end. Chamiko is so charming, you're so grateful to have known her.
But the Chamiko who met you outside the KTX station one winter night perplexed you. His eyes were mismatched when he smiled, "You're much prettier than your photographs. I'm glad." You could not produce even a syllable.
Slightly wavy brown hair styled back, black leather jacket and blue jeans framing his lean form; the stranger was absolutely statuesque. He mesmerised you, but at the same time, he gave off such a dark and foreboding mien it made you shake.
Outraged and bemused, you demanded an explanation. In return, his smile widened with mockery and amusement.
"You're about to find out," he replied curtly, expression turned cold. You couldn't react in time when he lunged straight for you. You could hardly put up a fight-he had you where he wanted right from the start.
Subdued with the taste of leather and chloroform, you barely registered a mix of faint laughter as you laid motionless on the backseat of a matte black sedan, eyes falling shut. You’d never forget the sadistic smirk reflected on the rear-view mirror above you.
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A couple of rough touches to your cheek roused you. “Wake up now,” the gentle words were purred into your ear with gentle nibbles along your lobe.
Right away, an utmost terror set in when you sighted your assailant’s face inches away from yours-he was shirtless. Panic-stricken, you screamed on impulse, but as soon as the piercing sound left your lips, the single sharp strike across your face numbed you into silence.
“Shut up,” he hissed with irritation, fingers finding your neck. “Make another sound and I’ll break your neck, I promise.” His vice around your neck tightened, and when he found submission in your eyes, he let you go. A small smile tugged at his mouth, “How obedient.” His hand slips beneath you and the slick stroke in between your bare thighs made you gasp.
You belatedly discover that you’ve been stripped, placed on your knees in the centre of the bed, your wrists are bound to your back-at his mercy. You watched with repulsion as he worked the tip of his middle finger in a small circular motion over your swollen clit and then it dipped teasingly inside of you just slightly. The torturous sensation made your skin blush from shame, and you are revolted by how wet you are from just his fingers.
“Don’t be so cruel, Changmin,” another set of voice caressed your ear as a warm body pressed up against your back. There was a brief soothing touch over your bruising cheek, and then it was gone. “She’s just a little frightened, a little confused; aren’t you?” Foreign lips descend on the juncture of your neck and suckled hard, teeth scraping unforgivingly over the unmarked skin, and it took some time for your mind to register your second abductor over the delicious pain.
Elegant tapered fingers glided over your hips from behind, the palm rested over your stomach momentarily before ascending upwards your torso. He cupped one swell of your breast and squeezed firmly, then fingernails grazed over your erect nipple and fingertips were twisting at the nub roughly. Changmin seemed unable to resist as he leaned in and covered his mouth over your other breast, teeth and tongue assaulting your nipple. You arched your back taut at their combined ministrations, body tingling as you release a breathless moan.
“She loves to be hurt, Yunho. Our dearest Chamiko had told me,” Changmin joked as he pulled away, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. “She wants the pain, needs it. Fortunately for her, we’re very generous with giving pain.” You watched him through heavy lids and the smirk on his face only spurred you further.
All the sudden, someone snapped your jaw to one side and you were forced into a wet open-mouthed kiss. It was so messy you couldn’t see who it was; the slick tongue inside your mouth nearly suffocated you. When the violent kiss ended, you regained your breath and found an unfamiliar man positioned in between your spread thighs. He was almost of equal built as Changmin, as handsome but with more delicate features. You could also tell he was older, and much more experienced.
“Yes, I remember what she said to Chamiko clearly,” he said, and you recognise his voice belonging to the man who had been behind you moments ago: Yunho. “She wanted to be Jaejoong’s plaything, his pet, to be used any way he pleased; to be taken from the front or from the back. This is her dream come true then.” You remembered the same grin reflected in the rear-view mirror on his face and it made you shudder-Yunho was the worse of the pair.
Changmin’s chuckle resonated from behind you and your body hardened all over when slick fingers spread apart the cheeks of your bottom and pressed at the tight opening there. ‘Don’t,’ you wanted to say, but before you could, you felt yourself being breached forcefully from behind and you were caught unprepared again as Yunho slid one finger deep inside of your cunt. You cried out from the penetration and fell forward, leaning against Yunho’s bare chest as the two men opened you up.
You couldn’t remember when you had began to cry; the doubled friction as they stroked your inner walls roughly had been too intense you couldn’t decide if you wanted them to stop or give you more. Changmin and Yunho worked their skillful fingers inside of you in sync, inserting another digit smoothly beside the first, then a third. The burn of the stretch was unbearable, but when their fingers brushed against a bundle of sensitive nerves inside of you, your mind had shut down from the total pleasure it sparked. Their fingers were gone and you had never felt so open and empty.
When Yunho freed his cock from his jeans, the sheer size of it frightened you and he smiled at your innocent reaction. He leaned back on his hands, and laid there before your eyes with a challenging look on his face. “Sit on my cock, bitch,” he ordered you simply, voice hard and domineering. You were hesitant, but when Changmin lifted you up and positioned you over Yunho’s thick, hard cock, you knew it wasn’t an option.
The slide of Yunho’s cock inside of you was sweet torture; the way it stretched you in ways fingers could not and how deeply you had it seated deep inside you, you could only clench uncomfortably around his girth and moan wantonly at every slight movement he made, every slight movement you made. All you could do was moan and whimper helplessly against his chest. “Good girl,” he whispered into your hair.
Then, it was Changmin’s turn. Being fucked from the back with another cock inside of you had to be one of the most explosive combinations. The burn of the friction from two cocks against your tight moist channels was almost enough to send you over the edge. Changmin let out a low guttural groan when he was inside you all the way, panting slightly as he gripped your shoulders for support.
It was an impossible fit, but you felt slightly dignified that you managed to take them both inside of you so beautifully. Clamped in between two hot bodies, every slight movement made you hurt and pleasured, you could go mad.
There wasn’t any time for you to adjust, though, because Yunho had started to rut upwards into you like a dog in heat the moment you swallowed both their lengths entirely, and the power of his thrusts alone had you bouncing up and down on them both hard and fast. Then, it was Changmin plowing you from behind, in and out, at the same pace and Yunho, and there were strokes of fire licking up your spine it made you scream and cry out. Only this time, Changmin and Yunho’s own pleasured groans filled the air as they pounded into you roughly.
Changmin and Yunho could hit your inner spots without difficulty and every joined stroke of their cocks inside you brought you closer and closer to your release, and it was only minutes in that you came, leaking over Yunho’s cock and abdomen. Your orgasm had to clamping your inner walls on them that it was Changmin who gave in and came, coating your insides with liquid heat.
Still planted on Changmin’s softening cock, you sat over his hips, breathing heavily from the exhaustion when Yunho pulled out from your body. He stood up over you, his impressive length just hanging over you and you felt the sudden urge to wrap your lips around it. Yunho fisted his cock and stroked himself a couple of time and you felt your face being coated with his warm cum. He watched you with amusement as you licked your lips and tasted him on your tongue, your excited eyes gleaming for more than he could give.
You were so grateful to have met Chamiko.
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Her screen name was 'Chamiko'. She enjoyed spicy ramyeon and home-cooked spaghetti, and most of all, she shared your red hot passion for the musician Kim Jaejoong. Domination, bondage, leather, and pain-Chamiko's perverse fantasies of Jaejoong were vivid, filthy and everything you would die for.
Over the winter break, Chamiko became somewhat your 'twin', and when she invited you to meet her, you agreed mindlessly. 'I'm glad. Can't wait to see you’, her message read, with a cute emoticon marked at the end. Chamiko is so charming, you're so grateful to have known her.
But the Chamiko who met you outside the KTX station one winter night perplexed you. His eyes were mismatched when he smiled, "You're much prettier than your photographs. I'm glad." You could not produce even a syllable.
Slightly wavy brown hair styled back, black leather jacket and blue jeans framing his lean form; the stranger was absolutely statuesque. He mesmerised you, but at the same time, he gave off such a dark and foreboding mien it made you shake.
Outraged and bemused, you demanded an explanation. In return, his smile widened with mockery and amusement.
"You're about to find out," he replied curtly, expression turned cold. You couldn't react in time when he lunged straight for you. You could hardly put up a fight-he had you where he wanted right from the start.
Subdued with the taste of leather and chloroform, you barely registered a mix of faint laughter as you laid motionless on the backseat of a matte black sedan, eyes falling shut. You’d never forget the sadistic smirk reflected on the rear-view mirror above you.
---
A couple of rough touches to your cheek roused you. “Wake up now,” the gentle words were purred into your ear with gentle nibbles along your lobe.
Right away, an utmost terror set in when you sighted your assailant’s face inches away from yours-he was shirtless. Panic-stricken, you screamed on impulse, but as soon as the piercing sound left your lips, the single sharp strike across your face numbed you into silence.
“Shut up,” he hissed with irritation, fingers finding your neck. “Make another sound and I’ll break your neck, I promise.” His vice around your neck tightened, and when he found submission in your eyes, he let you go. A small smile tugged at his mouth, “How obedient.” His hand slips beneath you and the slick stroke in between your bare thighs made you gasp.
You belatedly discover that you’ve been stripped, placed on your knees in the centre of the bed, your wrists are bound to your back-at his mercy. You watched with repulsion as he worked the tip of his middle finger in a small circular motion over your swollen clit and then it dipped teasingly inside of you just slightly. The torturous sensation made your skin blush from shame, and you are revolted by how wet you are from just his fingers.
“Don’t be so cruel, Changmin,” another set of voice caressed your ear as a warm body pressed up against your back. There was a brief soothing touch over your bruising cheek, and then it was gone. “She’s just a little frightened, a little confused; aren’t you?” Foreign lips descend on the juncture of your neck and suckled hard, teeth scraping unforgivingly over the unmarked skin, and it took some time for your mind to register your second abductor over the delicious pain.
Elegant tapered fingers glided over your hips from behind, the palm rested over your stomach momentarily before ascending upwards your torso. He cupped one swell of your breast and squeezed firmly, then fingernails grazed over your erect nipple and fingertips were twisting at the nub roughly. Changmin seemed unable to resist as he leaned in and covered his mouth over your other breast, teeth and tongue assaulting your nipple. You arched your back taut at their combined ministrations, body tingling as you release a breathless moan.
“She loves to be hurt, Yunho. Our dearest Chamiko had told me,” Changmin joked as he pulled away, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. “She wants the pain, needs it. Fortunately for her, we’re very generous with giving pain.” You watched him through heavy lids and the smirk on his face only spurred you further.
All the sudden, someone snapped your jaw to one side and you were forced into a wet open-mouthed kiss. It was so messy you couldn’t see who it was; the slick tongue inside your mouth nearly suffocated you. When the violent kiss ended, you regained your breath and found an unfamiliar man positioned in between your spread thighs. He was almost of equal built as Changmin, as handsome but with more delicate features. You could also tell he was older, and much more experienced.
“Yes, I remember what she said to Chamiko clearly,” he said, and you recognise his voice belonging to the man who had been behind you moments ago: Yunho. “She wanted to be Jaejoong’s plaything, his pet, to be used any way he pleased; to be taken from the front or from the back. This is her dream come true then.” You remembered the same grin reflected in the rear-view mirror on his face and it made you shudder-Yunho was the worse of the pair.
Changmin’s chuckle resonated from behind you and your body hardened all over when slick fingers spread apart the cheeks of your bottom and pressed at the tight opening there. ‘Don’t,’ you wanted to say, but before you could, you felt yourself being breached forcefully from behind and you were caught unprepared again as Yunho slid one finger deep inside of your cunt. You cried out from the penetration and fell forward, leaning against Yunho’s bare chest as the two men opened you up.
You couldn’t remember when you had began to cry; the doubled friction as they stroked your inner walls roughly had been too intense you couldn’t decide if you wanted them to stop or give you more. Changmin and Yunho worked their skillful fingers inside of you in sync, inserting another digit smoothly beside the first, then a third. The burn of the stretch was unbearable, but when their fingers brushed against a bundle of sensitive nerves inside of you, your mind had shut down from the total pleasure it sparked. Their fingers were gone and you had never felt so open and empty.
When Yunho freed his cock from his jeans, the sheer size of it frightened you and he smiled at your innocent reaction. He leaned back on his hands, and laid there before your eyes with a challenging look on his face. “Sit on my cock, bitch,” he ordered you simply, voice hard and domineering. You were hesitant, but when Changmin lifted you up and positioned you over Yunho’s thick, hard cock, you knew it wasn’t an option.
The slide of Yunho’s cock inside of you was sweet torture; the way it stretched you in ways fingers could not and how deeply you had it seated deep inside you, you could only clench uncomfortably around his girth and moan wantonly at every slight movement he made, every slight movement you made. All you could do was moan and whimper helplessly against his chest. “Good girl,” he whispered into your hair.
Then, it was Changmin’s turn. Being fucked from the back with another cock inside of you had to be one of the most explosive combinations. The burn of the friction from two cocks against your tight moist channels was almost enough to send you over the edge. Changmin let out a low guttural groan when he was inside you all the way, panting slightly as he gripped your shoulders for support.
It was an impossible fit, but you felt slightly dignified that you managed to take them both inside of you so beautifully. Clamped in between two hot bodies, every slight movement made you hurt and pleasured, you could go mad.
There wasn’t any time for you to adjust, though, because Yunho had started to rut upwards into you like a dog in heat the moment you swallowed both their lengths entirely, and the power of his thrusts alone had you bouncing up and down on them both hard and fast. Then, it was Changmin plowing you from behind, in and out, at the same pace and Yunho, and there were strokes of fire licking up your spine it made you scream and cry out. Only this time, Changmin and Yunho’s own pleasured groans filled the air as they pounded into you roughly.
Changmin and Yunho could hit your inner spots without difficulty and every joined stroke of their cocks inside you brought you closer and closer to your release, and it was only minutes in that you came, leaking over Yunho’s cock and abdomen. Your orgasm had to clamping your inner walls on them that it was Changmin who gave in and came, coating your insides with liquid heat.
Still planted on Changmin’s softening cock, you sat over his hips, breathing heavily from the exhaustion when Yunho pulled out from your body. He stood up over you, his impressive length just hanging over you and you felt the sudden urge to wrap your lips around it. Yunho fisted his cock and stroked himself a couple of time and you felt your face being coated with his warm cum. He watched you with amusement as you licked your lips and tasted him on your tongue, your excited eyes gleaming for more than he could give.
You were so grateful to have met Chamiko.
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