Rebellion 9/?
Title: Rebellion
Author: clariguard
Rating: NC-17 (This chapter)
Pairing: 2min
Warning: Some language, opinions/beliefs, !girl Taemin! (!US Government & Politics!)
Summary: Lee Taemin does not like how this country has ended up. She finds others who agree with her and joins their resistance. Society has different views and agrees with every single thing their dictator, Choi Minho, says. He controls everyone's minds. He does not stand for any disobedience. Sometimes.
a/n: So this is half of what happens to Taemin. Enjoy~~~ ^^
When I regained consciousness I kept my eyes closed and felt what position I was in. Using all of my senses except sight, I could feel a blanket covering my still naked body. It was a pretty heavy blanket and it felt like it was laid out flat against me and the floor. The floor below me was hard and cold; concrete?
Feeling my body now, I could feel something covering my eyes and something tight against my mouth. Blindfolded and gagged I guessed. My hands were behind my back and it felt like rope held them in place. Something was around my neck and it was stiff; not a necklace. I could also feel something pinching my nipples.
I felt and hand trace my cheek and a voice speak. “I know you're awake.” The cold voice belonged to Choi. I still didn't moved and tried to breathe normally. After a few moments the blanket was yanked off of me and I flinched at the sudden cold.
“So glad that I shut you up with that.” Choi said tracing my lips over the cloth gag. “But I can't see your eyes and expressions with the blindfold. I want to see your fear, hatred, pain, and pleasure.” He whispered the last sentence in my ear and nibbled it. I shuddered.
He took off the blindfold and I saw the room I was in for the first time. The walls were black and a red light near a gray door. There was a long corner couch and I was in the middle of the room. There were items on the couch that I couldn't see very well, mainly because Choi was blocking my vision.
I blinked hard, a headache sinking in. I remembered getting hit and then waking up. Guess Choi got busy with my body while I blacked out. Looking at my body and moving around a little, I felt the thing around my neck; a collar. I also could really feel the rope now and it was tied too tightly to escape from it. I looked down and saw nipple clamps on me, no wonder it hurt there. I was trapped.
I was truly afraid now. I couldn't escape and I could tell what his intentions were; hurt me in every single way possible. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. He smiled seeing my reaction and cupped my face.
“Just enjoy it.” He said getting up and moving to the couch. I could hear a match being struck. He came back with three red candles in his hands and a smirk plastered on his face. My eyes grew wider as he closed the distance between us. I rolled away from him until I was pressed into the wall. Then I stood up when he put the candles down.
“Guess we're playing a game of cat and mouse.” He said grabbing some more rope. I looked around anxiously and tried to at least loosen the ropes. “Your boobs shake when you do that, Lee.” He said to me. I couldn't hide my body from him because of the ropes. I glared with hatred at the man.
He started stepping closer to me and I started circling the room to the door. When I was just a foot away I ran to it and started to twist the handle from behind my back but Choi had gotten to me before I could open it. He threw me on the ground and sat on my knees before tying up my ankles. And connecting it to a loop in the wall.
He grabbed yet another rope and retied the rope to above my head casually and then that was tied into the opposite wall so I was being stretched. I had a couple inches to move around a little but I couldn't move side to side much.
Choi went back to pick up the candle and held them above me. He tilted them until the hot red wax fell and hit my stomach. I screamed, barely muffled from the gag. It hurt. He stared to move up to my breasts and when it hit the sensitive skin my screams were louder and I was thrashing around a lot.
“Shut up bitch!” He said pushing me over to expose my back. He coated my back and butt with the red wax droplets as I whimpered. He turned me over again and saw my face. My eyes expressed pain but not as much as I would feel soon.
Connecting a rope to the ceiling and throwing the other to the side I would now stand and walk around a small amount. He took of the gag and yanked of the nipple clamps. I screamed as pain took over the sensitive nubs.
Choi went over to the couch and put the items down and picked up a short whip with lots of stands. The pain when he slapped me repeatedly was excruciating. I started cry then and he was practically laughing at my pain.
“If that hurt, this will be worse.” He said picking up a longer whip. He gently threw it around my body, pulled it back, and then whipped with all his might against me. The cracking sound felt like it would break my eardrums. I would scream no, stop, it hurts, and just scream at the top of my lungs but it only made him continue.
When I started having less of a reaction and just whimper from each hit, he stopped. My body was red everywhere. All the wax had fallen off but my skin was as red as the wax had been. He came up to me and spoke.
“Lee, I don't think you understand yet.” He said before untying the rope. I nearly fell to the ground. He laid next to me and stroked my cheek gently and softly felt my body. “You look beautiful when you're red like this, Lee.”
Why was he only using my last name? He didn't do that before. When did he change how he addressed me? When I didn't let him have me, right?
“Speak.” He said to me, realizing I was thinking. When I didn't say anything he continued. “You haven't spoken a real sentence yet. Even though I ungagged you. What are you thinking about?” He asked. I tried to think but couldn't. My throat was closing up and drying from all the screaming.
Choi walked over to the couch and grabbed a water bottle. Undoing the cap and feeding it to me, I could feel the liquid coat my throat. I coughed, clearing anything from it out and barely found my voice.
“My name.” Was all I said.
“Your name is Lee.” He told me.
“You use to address me differently.” I said back.
“What, do you miss it? Do you want me to call you that when you address me as my last name also? That's not exactly fair.” He said to me.
“Tying me up isn't fair either.” I said.
“Oh right, I almost forgot about that.” He said rolling on top of me. “I almost forgot the dessert for myself tonight.... You.”
a/n: NEXT AND FINAL CHAPTER here http://clariguard.livejournal.com/18234.html