Jumin didn't waste any time leading you to the pleasure room. Your mind was in a haze as you followed him there, happily anticipating what would happen next. The sky was the limit in this case, especially with someone like Jumin. Anything could happen at this point and for some reason, that didn't worry you.

He led you over to the bed, leading you past all the sex toys that you were curious to test out, but he had different ideas for the moment. He motioned for you to take a seat on the bed while he stood in front of you.

"Before we do anything else, I must explain the few rules I have," he stated calmly.

You gulped nervously. "Rules?"

"Indeed. Rule number one: you are only permitted to call me 'sir' or 'master' in the bedroom. Outside of it, you may refer to me as whatever you wish," he explained, earning a nod from you.

"That's easy enough. What's another rule?"

"Eager. I like it," he said with a smirk. "Rule number two: you may only cum after asking for and getting my permission to."

You subconsciously rubbed your legs together after a flood of heat overcame your lower region at the sound of his words. You tried not to make it noticeable, but getting something past Jumin was a task difficult for even the most skilled.

"Rule number three: you must obey all my commands given in the bedroom. Failure to do so will result in punishment."

"W-what kind of punishment?" you questioned, more curious than scared.

Jumin merely feigned an innocent smile. "You'll just have to see, now won't you?"

A blush bloomed on your face as your mind wandered to other places. You vowed to yourself that you would eventually test out to see what exactly his punishments entailed, but now wasn't the time. Now you would finally see if this was a good decision after all.

"Are you still in agreement to all of this?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now strip," he ordered sharply, his usual demeanor changing.

You stood up and ever so slowly removed your clothes, relishing in the look of impatience that crossed over him as you did so. In your mind, dragging it out would only result in more pleasure for you.

As soon as you were done slipping off the last of your clothing, which just so happened to be your panties, Jumin's lips locked onto yours in a frenzied kiss. The man who was usually so composed in the office wasn't as tolerant in the bedroom. His fingers buried themselves in your [hair color] hair and your hands steadied themselves on his clothed chest, wishing more than anything that you could rip the restricting fabric off right then and there.

Once he was bored of the kiss, he roughly pushed you onto the bed where you laid fully exposed, gazing up at him in wonder of what would happen next.

"Don't move, slut," he ordered.

You couldn't quite tell why, but being degraded did nothing less than turn you on. You could feel your juices dripping down your thigh as you watched him head to the wall which displayed various different kinds of ropes and shackles.

Coming back with four pairs of handcuffs, you laid still as he cuffed your wrists and ankles to each side of the headboard and footboard, leaving you lying spread eagle on the bed. Once he was done, you gave an experimental tug on one of the restraints only to realize it didn't budge at all.

Only Jumin could release you. You were completely at his will.

Any normal person would be terrified under these circumstances, yet you weren't. As crazy as it was, you wholeheartedly trusted the man before you. You wanted to experience the things he would do to you, no matter how crazy it was.

"Are they too tight?" he asked softly, switching back from the dominating master he was in the bedroom.

"No, they're fine," you said, shaking your head.

"Good. Now let's try this..."

Undoing his tie, he pulled it off and tied it around your head, using it as a makeshift blindfold. Your body tensed up the moment your sight was completely cut off and your hands subconsciously grabbed onto the chains of the handcuffs. Jumn was quick to notice this.

"If you're having second thoughts, please tell me now. If this bothers you, this isn't even scratching the surface of what I plan to do to you."

"I'm okay," you reassured him, calming yourself down. "It was just a bit alarming at first. I'm fine now."

"I'll take your word for it now, but do not be afraid to inform me if you change your mind. I'm not here to force you into something you do not wish to do."

You smiled and nodded, giving him the okay to continue. His lips connected with yours once more and his hand grabbed one of your breasts, massaging it as his tongue continued to work magic in your mouth.

With your vision now taken from you, all of your other senses were far more stronger; the sound of his breath, the taste of his mouth, the feel of his skillful fingers toying with your nipples. The overload of sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing down to your dripping wet womanhood.

Breaking the kiss, Jumin left a trail of wet kisses from your jaw and from your neck until reaching your sensitive breasts which he paid extra close attention to. While one hand teased and pulled at one erect bud, his mouth latched onto the other breast which he bit and sucked, no doubt leaving marks that would last for days.

Your back arched up and a moan escaped your lips when his tongue flicked over your nipple. He gently pushed you back onto the bed, smirking at your feeble attempts. Working his mouth down your body, he didn't stop until he reached your lower half. At this point, your pussy was practically throbbing in longing to have Jumin's cock inside of it, but he wasn't willing to oblige. At least, not yet.

"Look at this," he observed amusedly. "The little slut is already soaking wet for her master."

You whimpered as his fingers began massaging your clit. The pleasure coming from the sensitive muscle was overwhelming, but not enough to bring you over the edge. You needed more.

As if reading your mind, Jumin plunged two fingers inside of you. A surprised gasp left your lips at the sudden intrusion, but you welcomed it nonetheless. You clenched your walls as his fingers relentlessly fucked you while his thumb rubbed your clit at the same time. It was such a gratifying combination, yet still not enough nonetheless.

"Please," you begged breathlessly.

"Please what?" he mused. "You have to be specific, kitten."

"P-please, sir! Please fuck me!"

Jumin removed his fingers from inside of you and you felt his body move away. You strained your head to test if you could see what he was doing from any gap in the blindfold, but it was no use. All you could do was wait and find out what else he had in store for you.

It wasn't long before he came back. You didn't even get a chance to utter a single word before you felt something large - much larger than his fingers - enter you.

"A-ah!" you moaned from the sudden pleasure.

"You weren't specific enough, slut."

As good as it felt, there was something off about it. It didn't feel like his cock. A dildo, perhaps? Your question was soon answered once you felt Jumin's hand pushing the toy in and out of you, slowly at first until maintaining a steady pace. The bliss soon multiplied when Jumin firmly placed a vibrator on your clit. You nearly screamed out from all the pleasure.

"Yes! F-fuck, yes!"

This was exactly what you needed to bring yourself over the edge and you could feel yourself gradually getting closer to the much-desired release. It was nearing rapidly and you knew it wouldn't be much longer.

"Please, sir, can I cum?" you asked breathlessly, needing your release after all the teasing.

Jumin said nothing. Just as you were on the verge of orgasm, he quickly pulled both sex toys away from you, ceasing any hope for release.

"Please...," you begged desperately, your voice cracking. "Master, please let me cum."

"What was that? I couldn't hear you," he said, amusement clearly present in his voice.

Tears of frustration built up in the corner of your eyes and you tugged at your restraints which didn't budge at all. "I want your cock inside me, master. Please fuck me silly like the little slut I am."

He hummed softly. "Good kitten."

Without any warning, he shoved his cock inside of you. You inhaled sharply through your teeth, not quite accustomed to having such a long length such as him inside you. He barely gave you much time to adjust, though.

To your utter satisfaction, Jumin began fucking you mercilessly. His cock slammed into you, having full access to you with your legs spread far apart. His hands grabbed and squeezed your breasts as he maintained his quick and powerful thrusts. Your hands balled into fists as you desperately wished they could be touching him; leaving columns of scratch marks down his back while he fucked you.

It wasn't until his thrusts began to grow erratic that you knew he was on the brink of orgasm and so were you. All the earlier teasing and denial was adding up and you needed more than anything to be granted with release this time around.

"Sir," you managed gasped out, "Can I cum?"

"Cum for your master, slut."

Those words alone were enough to cause the orgasm to instantly rip through you; this one far stronger than any other you had before. You walls closed tightly around him, sending him over the edge as well before collapsing on top of you.

For the next minute or so, you and Jumin just laid there, trying to regain your breath. When his breathing was finally at a steady pace again, he pulled off your blindfold and stared into your [eye color] eyes which were glassy from exhaustion.

"What do you think?" he asked smoothly with an expectant look.

You merely smirked. "I'm not regretting my decision one bit.

"Good, because there is far more yet still to come."