The night felt heavy with anticipation as Yoongi led Valentina to the pleasure room. The dim lighting of the room cast shadows along the walls, and the familiar array of toys and restraints awaited them. There was an edge to Yoongi’s demeanor tonight, something that Valentina couldn’t quite place. He had been tense all day, more so than usual, and she suspected that it had something to do with his phone constantly buzzing with messages from an unknown number. She didn’t ask, though—it wasn’t her place to pry, but the energy around him had shifted.

As Yoongi locked the door behind them, he turned to Valentina with a small smirk, his eyes filled with desire and determination. “Tonight, I want to push your limits a little,” he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “But you’ll be safe. You know the safe word if you need it.”

Valentina nodded, her heart beating faster at his words. She trusted him completely, even as her body tensed with excitement and nerves. Yoongi gestured for her to undress, and she complied without hesitation, slipping out of her clothes until she stood before him, naked and vulnerable. He led her to the bed, guiding her to lie down on the soft sheets. Gently, he tied her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, securing her in place. The leather cuffs were snug but not uncomfortable—a reminder of the control she had willingly surrendered to him.

Once she was bound, Yoongi stepped back for a moment, admiring her. His eyes roamed over her body, the rise and fall of her chest, the way her skin flushed with arousal and anticipation. He moved to the side of the room and picked up a wand vibrator, one she had seen before but hadn’t experienced at its full intensity. He held it up for her to see, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Tonight, we’re going to see just how much pleasure you can take,” he murmured, returning to her side. “I want you to let go, to give yourself completely to the sensation.”

Valentina’s breath hitched as Yoongi turned the wand on, the low hum filling the room. Her body tensed as he placed the head of the vibrator against her clit, sending an immediate jolt of pleasure through her. She gasped, her back arching off the bed as the sensation took over, the intensity catching her off guard.

“Good girl,” Yoongi whispered, his voice low and soothing. “Just feel it. Let it build.”

He kept the vibrator pressed against her clit, the vibrations gradually increasing in intensity. Valentina’s breathing grew shallow as the pleasure built inside her, overwhelming her senses. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to escape. Yoongi’s eyes never left her face, watching every twitch, every gasp, as he expertly controlled the vibrator, keeping her on the edge of ecstasy.

But he wasn’t finished.

After a few moments, he lowered the vibrator, teasing it down to her entrance, where he pressed it against her pussy. The vibrations reverberated through her core, and she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips. Her body writhed against the restraints, but she was completely at his mercy.

“Do you like that?” Yoongi asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You’re so sensitive tonight, aren’t you?”

Valentina nodded, her eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure intensified. “Yes, sir,” she managed to whisper, her voice trembling with need.

Yoongi smirked at her response, increasing the intensity of the wand. The sensation was overwhelming now, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of release. Her thighs trembled, her body desperate for release, but Yoongi wasn’t going to make it that easy for her.

“I want you to cum for me,” he said softly, his voice commanding. “But don’t think this will be the only one.”

As if on cue, the tension that had been building in Valentina’s body snapped, and her orgasm crashed over her with intense force. Her body shook, her muscles tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through her. She cried out, her voice echoing in the room as Yoongi kept the vibrator pressed against her, drawing out every second of her release.

But he didn’t stop.

The vibrator remained firmly against her, even as her body began to relax. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her skin was slick with sweat. The overstimulation was immediate, the vibrations too much for her sensitive clit. Valentina whimpered, her body instinctively trying to move away from the intense sensation, but the restraints held her in place.

“Yoongi,” she gasped, her voice barely audible. “It’s too much...”

Yoongi only smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “I know,” he said softly, but he didn’t stop. “You can take more, kitten. Just let go.”

He adjusted the vibrator slightly, moving it back to her clit, and the intensity increased again. Valentina’s body jolted, her mind swimming in a haze of pleasure and pain. It was too much, but at the same time, it felt too good to stop. Her second orgasm built quickly, and when it hit, it was even more powerful than the first. Her entire body convulsed, her moans turning into desperate cries as her mind struggled to process the overwhelming sensation.

Yoongi watched her with a possessive satisfaction, seeing her completely undone by his hand. He could see the exhaustion starting to creep in, her muscles quivering and her breaths coming in shallow pants. But he wasn’t done with her yet.

As soon as her second orgasm began to fade, Yoongi lowered the vibrator once more, teasing her entrance again, this time pushing it inside her. Valentina’s eyes flew open, her body jerking against the bed as the vibrations pulsed inside her. It was too much, her mind screaming for a break, but her body was still aching for more. She could barely form words, only incoherent moans as the third orgasm began to build.

Yoongi leaned down, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered, “You can do it again, kitten. Give me one more.”

And she did.

Her third orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, even stronger than the last. Her entire body went rigid, her mind unable to keep up with the sheer intensity of the pleasure. She was floating in a sea of sensation, completely overwhelmed, completely at his mercy.

As she came down from the final high, her body limp and exhausted, Yoongi finally turned off the vibrator. He set it aside and untied her restraints, gently gathering her trembling form into his arms. Her skin was flushed, her body covered in a sheen of sweat, and she could barely keep her eyes open.

“You did so well,” Yoongi murmured, kissing her forehead tenderly. “I’m so proud of you.”

Valentina was too exhausted to respond, her head resting against his chest as she tried to catch her breath. Yoongi’s arms around her were comforting, his hands stroking her hair as he whispered soft words of praise and reassurance.

But as they lay there, Yoongi’s phone buzzed again. He glanced at it, irritation flickering across his face as the messages from his ex flashed on the screen. He clenched his jaw, trying to push the distraction away, but the tension was hard to ignore. His priority was Valentina—he wasn’t going to let anything come between them. Not now.

Not ever.