May be a little sexual or something so just....you know....
"Please no. Jimin, I beg you...don't"
Slowly he approached, scalpels in one hand, chains in the other. His sharp gaze didn't leave your eyes as you quickly backed up against the wall, frantically looking around to grab something to hit him with.
However before you could even attempt to grab something, Jimin launched at you, putting both of his arms either side of you, blocking you from escaping. Meanwhile you had your eyes tightly shut, awaiting to feel any sort of sharp pain on your body.
Instead you felt nothing but the warm breath of Jimin on your face. You didn't dare open your eyes; you didn't want to see how close you were, but a part of you was tempted by the strong cologne on his neck and the calming breathes on your skin.
Slowly you opened your eyes, and as you expected, you were met with the warm brown eyes of Jimin. You were so close, your lips almost touching. He stared down at your lips and you leaned in slowly. Your lips almost connected until you felt a cold sharp object press onto your cheek.
"Don't get greedy." He whispered mockingly with a smirk on his face. "If you behave, the punishment won't be as bad as I was planning it to be. Okay?" In response you nodded, the fear spreading through you yet again.
He backed away not breaking eye contact with you, and placed a hand (that was still holding the chains) on your chest, pushing you into the wall firmly, while throwing the blades down onto a table beside you.
Afterwards he leaned back up and unraveled the chains from the bundle. You stayed quiet not knowing what to do or say, apart from stand still and stay strong, you kept telling yourself to not cry; it will show weakness.
As soon as he unraveled one long chain from the bundle, he strolled towards you and grabbed both of your wrists and pulled the chain tightly around them. As he did this he constantly looked into your eyes, possessively, but you refused to look back at him, keeping your eyes glued to what he was doing.
You were now restricted from moving your wrists one bit. Well you could try, but the chains will most likely rub your skin raw or get tighter the more you move. He lifted your tied hands above your head and hooked your hands onto a small but strong hook, making sure to keep his body close to yours.
A few moments later, he grabbed another chain kneeling down and tying your ankles together, and then tying them to another hook, preventing you from moving your legs as well. The position was so uncomfortable; your body felt stretched and achey already. However the atmosphere grew even more uncomfortable as Jimin stepped away from you, looking you up and down as if you were his master piece, with some kind of lust in his eyes.
You were going to cry despite telling yourself not to, but you pressed your lips together and clenched your jaw, desperately trying to prevent yourself from crying.
Jimin walked up to the scalpels and tauntingly picked one up, holding it with both hands, admiring the gleams of light it reflected and the thin sharp blade that could cut seamlessly into anything. His eyes shot from the blade to you and then slowly made his way in front of you, looking into your fearful eyes, watching for the effect he had on you.
You had no power over him, he could do whatever you want to you, and you will be taunted and scarred (physically and mentally) by this one moment in your life.
Slowly he took a step closer to you, looking up and down your body as if he was looking for a place to begin. Then a smirk grew on his face as he glanced at your neck and then at your eyes, waiting to see your reaction to what he was about to do.
He placed one hand on your jaw pushing it to your right so you could no longer see what he was doing. You began to panic at the idea of his actions being unexpected; you wanted to see where he was going to do whatever the hell he was doing. Not like it would change anything.
Suddenly you felt a prick in your neck that scratched downwards slowly, cutting into your skin. The cold air around you stung your cut even more as you winced at the small amount of pain.
But then Jimin did something even more unexpected. You felt something warm on your neck, more like warm and soft but kind of wet. Jimin was kissing your neck. Your breath hitched as soon as you realised this, not knowing what to think or do.
A small "Jimin..." Slipped out of your mouth barely audible, but loud enough for him to hear it. However he ignored you as he pulled away and swiftly and surprisingly lifted up your shirt, just enough for your stomach to be exposed.
Jimin yet again pushed the knife to your soft skin, you flinched at the sudden pain that was a little more painful on that area. This time instead of doing one cut, he did two. He then got on his knees, kneeling down in front of you and then kissed both cuts. You didn't want to believe it but somehow, his soft kisses genuinely made the pain lessen.
You didn't know if to feel disgusted, shocked or pleased; you were just confused and had mixed emotions. After Jimin came back up, your gaze didn't leave his lustful one and he came closer to you, your bodies touching.
In the corner of your eye you saw the glint of the blade near your face, but before you could pull away Jimin quickly dragged the blade up the side of your cheekbone, creating a clean cut. You winced at the stinging and bit your lip, while he leaned down to you and kissed your cheek.
When he pulled away, his eyes were locked to yours, but at this point your hair was hanging in your face, resulting in him sweeping it out of the way. You were too caught up in his warm gaze to realise that the blade lightly pressed into your lip and was now bleeding a tiny bit.
Using his thumb he pulled your lip down lightly, wiping away the blood while admiring your face and your lips. Meanwhile you were doing the exact same. Your eyes scanned his face and his lips, they felt so soft against your neck and your stomach, and now you wanted to feel them against your lips.
Your wish was granted as Jimin moved hesitantly towards you, your lips finally touching, your eyes automatically closing as you kissed. His hands slowly slipping around to your sides where he gripped onto you gently, pulling your body closer.
You knew the thoughts you were having about him were bad, he's your kidnapper, the person who took you away from your family, or at least one the men who did that, but you couldn't help yourself, he was so....tempting.
Credit for helping me with this part: army_namrata
Jimin pulled away from the kiss, but it was too late as you had already fallen for him. You whimpered as he continued slowly cutting into various parts of your body, flinching every time the scalpel pierced your soft flesh. However your eyes couldn't leave his face due to how attractive he looked in the dim light.
You subconsciously moaned out his name, which took him aback, momentarily pausing, however a nasty smirk appeared on his lips; he was planning to tease you and you knew it.
He leaned closer into your body, placing his lips by your ear and whispering "Do you want me to make this punishment session of yours a little....less, painful?"
The hot breath on your ear made your hair stand up but hearing those perverted words, caused you to snap out of your trance. "Please don't do this to me." You said weakly, but Jimin had other plans in mind.
He walked back over to the chest and reached down beside, then walking up to you revealing a roll of duct tape in his hand. "You've been a little too noisy lately." He said before taping your mouth shut. You felt like kicking and screaming but you had no energy left to do so.
He approached you with the bloody scalpel in hand searching your body for a place to cut once again. He kept glancing at places on your chest and neck, before attacking those locations with cuts and scratches.
You whimpered and cried for him to stop but all he did was hush you and say "shh shh it will be over soon." After he whispered that to you trying to get you to calm down, he began kissing your neck again as you became dazed and sleepy, exhausted from the punishment.
A familiar feeling swept over you as your eyes grew heavy and your sight slowly faded to black.