Satisfy me, you disobedient young boy. I said satisfy me! She whipped him hard multiple times. Y-yes, ma'am. He proceeded to fulfill her sexual desires. What did you call me? I'm not your ma'am. Right now, you're my slave and I'm your dominion. Call me master. She released yet another whip to his back leaving him to bleed. F-forgive me, master. Please stop.

With shackles locking his hands and feet, he was helpless. He kneeled down to the floor begging for mercy. His hands were trembling and his brittle body couldn't bear any longer. The older woman let out a maniacal laugh absorbing all the power she gained from the young men's weakness. The weaker he is, the higher her pleasure.

Now now, be a good boy and stay still okay? I'm off to take yet another equipment for round two. She went off leaving the young men bare with marks all over his back. The young men was terrified, lost and petrified. Although now as he glance back, he's glad it was all over.

"Poor baby..." I stroke his hair lightly after listening to his tragic sex slave story. We have gotten closer the past couple of weeks. Finally today, as we draw near to the end of the month, he was ready to spill the beans.

"Please don't be involved again, alright?" He reassured me he would never resort to being a sex slave in order to gain more money he was desperate at that point of time. The company was at its brink, debts were piling in and he needed to get money pronto which resulted him to slavery. I'm glad he stopped. I really am. I can't bear to see him hurt. It hurts me too. No matter how cliche that sounded.

We aren't exclusive yet if you are wondering. We love to call each other pet names. We will randomly call each other babe, baby, love. Other times we will just come up with quirky ones like peanut, pumpkin, pinhead.

He raised his head off of my shoulder to look me in the eye. A smirk spread across his face. "Remember when we played 20 questions?" I hummed as response. "You sure you're not bisexual?"

I gulped the lump in my throat. He totally caught me off guard. "Jungkookieeee" he teased, purring up my neck which was making my hooha tingle. "Hey come on now, someone might see us" if only his office windows isn't transparent. I think it's time for him to get a curtain to cover it up. Increase privacy, if you get what I mean.

"Ah don't worry about them. They are worse than us" he proceeded to his chair to put on his coat. He was wearing a caramel colored one today. Nice.

I couldn't help but release a laugh. "And why's that?"

"I was working overtime the other night. Maybe they figured nobody was around so-"

"Lemme guess, they had sex on the desk?"

"YES" His eyes widened. "And did you enjoy watching it?" I teased even though I know it might be a little sensitive for him after hearing his tragic story.

"Nah. I already have one of my own. I don't need to see another man's dick protruding out his pants looking like an elephant trunk"

"Elephant trunk?" I burst out laughing. Out of so many references, he just had to use that. "Yes an elephant trunk which is old, aged and lanky. Ugh" he reacted disgustingly.

"Exactly how old are we talking about?"

"69" he smirked.

I returned it with a playful smile. He glance back to the mirror to fix himself. I couldn't help but admire him from a distance letting my thoughts drift off to cloud 9 for a moment.

He's so good looking, alluring, diligent, sexy. Not to be rude but it's no wonder someone would want to sexual abuse him to gain pleasure. I bet his pleading, moans of pain and nudity gave the woman an unimaginable adrenaline rush. Then again, she didn't have to terribly torture him. There were not only lash marks but scratch marks too as though she was clawing and digging her nails deep into his bare skin raising up her level of pleasure. Whoever she is, she sounds eerie. Just thinking about it made me shiver.

"Better not be having sex again!" He said aloud to the only two who was at the office. I couldn't help but to laugh as we headed to the elevator. "Was that really necessary?"

He answered a joyful yes. I love seeing him smile. "Hey Kookie, can you accompany me to the digital store?" He asked out of the blue. I wonder why he needed to go to the digital store, I mean I'll be psyched to go since I could get new tools for Button. Out of curiosity, I agreed. Plus it's nice to be able to spend time with him after working hours.

***

"That one looks just like Button!" He pointed to a canon dslr camera and yes indeed it was exactly like Button. I was itching to know why he needed to come to the store so I blurted. "Umm exactly why are we here?"

"I'm planning to get a camera" he looked at me placing a peace sign at the side of his cheeks. I swear this guy is way different during and after work. Like a boss in the office. Like a geek outside. Too darn adorable.

"Why not you get this one?" I pointed to a lumix camera. "It's paired with Leica lens. Any camera that is design with one will take superb shots be it short or long distance. What's best is this is the latest edition! Which means to say it's lens are sharp, impressive, strong and accurate!" I didn't realize I was spazzing excitedly about the camera and there he is admiring me.

"Strong and impressive, eh?"

I zipped my mouth and nodded.

"Okay I'll take that one" the shopkeeper took it out and commented that we made an excellent choice. Once everything was done, we sat outside the mall near the water fountain. Even though he was the one unboxing it, I was the one squealing like a little girl inside. He just got a beau for himself.

He took it up and slung it around his neck. He sat even closer to me, placing the newly brought beauty next to mine. "Oh look, Button has a boyfriend now" he giggled.

"A boyfriend?" I folded my lips together to prevent a laugh from breaking out.

"It's strong and impressive, right?"

"Mmhm"

"So yup therefore it's a boy and his name is Penguin"

"Penguin?" This time I couldn't take it anymore. I burst out laughing out loud gaining the attention from the passerby's. "Hey come on, it's literally black and white"

"A-at least come up with a b-better name" my stomach was hurting from all that laughing. I stopped but failed to do so when I laugh a little more thereafter.

"Right" he stared down at me. "For someone who name his iPhone Pepper, you dare say to come up with a better name. Should I name my iPhone Salt then?"

"Alright alright my bad" I raised my hands up in the air. His intense stare never leaving me. "Hmm how about Brownie? Brownie and Button, that's cute"

"Hate to admit it but you're right. Brownie it is then" he raised his camera and took a shot of me when I wasn't ready. "Oh and look, the first picture of Brownie is a picture of my babe looking like a goofball" he laughed making me push him off the bench.

Wait, his babe? Is he indirectly confessing to me?

"Yeouch" he rubbed his bum. "Why so mean?" He pouted. For heaven's sake, if only I could grab those delicious lips and savor it.

"Move you, pinhead" he placed Brownie in between us and demanded that I placed Button right beside his. "Alright now, let them date. Soon, they will marry each other and more mini camera babies will be born"

Sighpie. Here he goes again with his weird yet adorable theories. I love his personality after work. He's witty, funny, geeky and definitely one helluva goofball.

"Don't touch!" He swiped my hand away. "They are kissing now, respect their privacy" I rolled my eyes seeing how engrossed he is. I don't mean to be a mood killer but this certain question in my head has been swimming around since hours ago.

"Hey Tae, can we be serious for a moment?"

"Umm okay? What's on your mind?"

"Your story earlier.. You don't mind if I ask you something, do you?"

He let out a sigh. "It's alright. What is it?"

"Who was the one who sexually abused you?"

His expression instantly darkened. I stepped in by saying that it's alright if he isn't ready to reveal the answer. He insisted anyway saying that it's all in the past, that he already put it at the back of his mind. I know he's lying but man, he's strong-hearted.

"You sure you're ready?"

"Yes, Jungkook"

"Take your time" I placed my hand on his thigh, using my thumb to soothe it.

"The person who sexually abuse me is..."

He choke back his words. I continued soothing him. "It's alright. Take it slow"

"She is.. Ah damn it. It's embarrassing"

"No no it isn't. I won't judge you"

He inhale a deep breath. His answer sent me shell-shocked. I definitely didn't see that coming. I thought it was a random woman who was sexual thirsty but no, this person is..

Someone related.