4 3. Call me master

Come in!"

The voice was full of dominance...

You could feel his aura just standing at his door...

You took a deep breath...

His punishments are brutal, so be careful y/n!

You thought to yourself and breathed again only to realize that your heartbeat is already pacing up...

You slowly stepped in, eyes glued to the ground, hands held around the fabric...

The man was sitting on the big bed with his legs overlapped...

He glanced at you and an evil smirk crept on his face...

He stared at you for awhile...

Testing your patience...

Your eyes were still glued to the floor...

"No greetings?" He broke the long silence.

You thought for awhile, how should you address him?

After struggling you slowly spoke "good afternoon, sir."

Uhh...it's about to be night and you can't tell him like good night sir or something and a hello might seem somewhat informal so you just tried to stay calm and thought how to continue

"How may i help you sir."

Uhh...are you a salesgirl or bank manager?

But weren't you here for service?

You thought not to speak anymore while you looked down all the time.

Even while greeting him.

He chuckled...

"Such a formal speaking girl, i like that"

You sighed with relief internally.

"But it's not sir, it's master for you. Call me master." He smirked.

"Yes. Master." You spoke with a low voice.

"You don't know me do you?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm new." You were a bit curious to look at the owner of this dominant yet soft voice but you dared not looking up.

"Hmm, my name is Kim taehyung."

Another voice spoke and then you realized that there was another man in the room, you only spotted his shoes and stayed quiet.

"Tsk, no one asked you." Your master spoke and after awhile the man named taehyung left the room.

Now both of you were alone for real.

"Well, my name is park Jimin " the mysterious man finally revealed his name.

"And now, come to me kitten." He said and now you took small steps towards him, nervousness filled your mind.

Jimin was a dominant mafia.

The more cruel he was to his enemies, the more softer he was with his friends.

This night was one of those nights when he didn't had much work and so he would play along whenever he was bored.

He was a tease.

His pleasure was to see women beg for him but still he didn't give them a single touch.

Like everytime, he just orders.

And observes people obey him.

He liked it that way.

He first makes women feel intimate and submit to him But In the end he would never pleasure back any of them.

Call it his laziness,

Or his ego...

But he never moves when it comes to rest.

He only uses his voice to command and the person is supposed to Do the movements.

He would use his hands only for one thing,

For punishments...

And rest needs to be done by his words...

As his habit,

He started commanding you...

And luckily, even if you were unaware of his ways, you still surprisingly were a good submissive...

You stood in front of him looking at the floor.

"Bring that ass on here!" He said pointing his thighs.

This is just the beginning but you were already losing confidence.

"NOW!" The moment you realized that he is being impatient, you Stepped forward and sat on his lap while back facing him and still looking down.

His finger trailed along your jawline as he grabbed it and turned your head to face him.

You still looked down...

"Look at me kitten." Your breathing started getting heavy,

Finally you were going to see him...

You slowly moved your eyelids up While butterflies wandered in your stomach...

And when your eyes met his...

You felt as if your heart skipped a beat...