Mr.Jeon POV :

As I continues to drip from the shower head, her clothes became saturated, clinging to her body and outlining her figure. The once - concealed details of her figure now showing through the thin fabric, her bra becoming visible through the translucent shirt, accentuating the curves and contours of her body. My anger boils. I forcefully pushes her against the bathroom wall.

"You disobeyed me, you will be punished and I'll make you regret ever for kissing Eunwoo".

I whisper. My hand travels down her body, slipping between her legs as I begin to punish. She makes me crazy. My gaze falls to her lips, wet and glossy from the water. A primal instinct takes over as I leans in, my lips crashing onto her in a rough, forceful and demanding kiss.

"Fuck . . . you have no idea what you do to me"

I mutters against her lips. I hear her cries, refusing to let up in my punishment but, I don't care about her struggles.

Y/n : "Sir . . . . I - I'm sorry, please I don't want to do this".

She sobs.

My grip on her tightening even more with anger as I heard her pleas.

"Sorry? You think a simple apology will fix this? I warned you but you disobeyed me, and now you'll pay the price baby".

Y/n : "Sir, I . . ."

She tries to continue

"Shut up".

Y/N POV :

He forces me deeper with the water, his lips crashing again in a threatening and dominating kiss. His hands move with lightening speed, ripping my shirt open with a loud tear. Buttons fly everywhere as he exposes my chest. He smirk as he sees my bra, his fingers reaching out to trace the lacy fabric covering my breasts.

Mr.Jeon : "Nice"

 He comments before tearing it off just as easily as he did with my shirt. He throws it aside, his eyes hungrily devouring my exposed chest, drinking in the sight of my wet vulnerable skin. His hand moves beneath the hem of my short skirt, his fingers tracing a path along my thigh before reaching my butt. He gives it a firm squeeze. His fingers slide inside my wet panty, exploring my most intimate parts. I've never felt this before, a sudden involuntary moan escapes from my lips. He growls softly at the sensation, his thumb brushing against my sensitive clit. I want to die right now, he's the first man ever touched me and experienced this side of me and I felt shame with full of thoughts. I hate the way I'm reacting to his touch. The water from the shower cascades down my body. He wraps his arms around me, his fingers buried inside me as he pulls me close and sliding another finger inside me. He watches my face intently, a dark satisfaction in his eyes as he sees me succumb to his touch. He increase the pace, pumping his fingers in and out.

"Ahhh"

I gasp . . . I feel a flutter in my chest, a spark of electricity that courses through my veins as his fingers slides deeper inside me.

Mr.Jeon : "You're wet hmm? And you've never been with a man before?"

He smirks, pulling his fingers out of me before bringing them to his lips and tasting my arousal. He closes his eyes for a moment savouring the flavour of my pussy on his tongue.

Mr.Jeon : "You taste sweet . . .

And we're not finished yet, my sweet little thing".

His voice is a dark promise, dripping with intent as he wraps a hand around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make me gasp. I know I'm totally trapped and can't escape, I have no other  choice but submit to him.

"Sir"

Mr.Jeon : "Don't call me sir, it's not college, I'm your king and you're my queen"

He growls, his grip on my throat tightening slightly as he leans in to  whisper in my ear.

"Now, say it. Tell me who your king is"

I choke out

"Y. . .You"

Mr.Jeon : "Yes, that's right, and I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight. I'll take your virginity, and there's not a damn thing you can't do about it".

His voice dark, full of promise. I feel terrified.I don't want to but I have no choice. His lips wrap around my breasts, sucking hungrily. I'm already so wet but I hate this feeling, the way I feel right now.

Mr.Jeon : "I want to fuck you right now".

He hurriedly pops the button of his pant unzip and  drop his pants, revealing his hard, bulging cock straining against the confines of his underwear.

Mr.Jeon : "You see this? 

This is what's going to ruin you. 

 This is what's going to make you mine".

He hooks his finger into the waistband of his underwear and slowly pulls them down, revealing his full naked body. His dick is hard and sticks straight out, veiny and thick. I stare at him, my breadth catching in my throat as I take in the sight of his powerful naked body. His muscles ripple beneath his skin and his cock stands out, thick and veiny, making my heart race with a mix of fear and arousal. His gaze  drags down my body, his eyes burning intensity acutely aware that I'm standing before him in only my short skirt, my breasts bare and vulnerable to his scrutiny.

He lifted me up, cradling me in his arms as he step into the bathtub. Even if I know I'm trapped, I struggle to escape.

Mr.Jeon : "Stop fighting me y/n, do you want me to discipline you?  I promise, I can make it much, much worse for you".

He growls, his eyes darkening with anger and possessiveness. He continues to hold me down using his body weight and strength to keep me. Something snaps in my mind and in a moment of defiance, I muster up some courage and gather saliva in my mouth. With a surge of determination, I glare at him and spit directly into his face.

Mr.Jeon : "You spit on my face and you can disrespect me like that?"

He slaps me hard across my face.

Mr.Jeon : "You'll show some goddamn respect or face the consequences".

I can't hold back the tears as I sob uncontrollably. The fear, pain and frustration all mix together. My body trembles, my shoulder shake and the sobs come one after the other, each one like a wave of despair crashing onto the shore.

Mr.Jeon : "Shut up, you're just making this worse for yourself. You think tears are going to get you out of this situation? They'll only make me angrier".

His eyes blazing with fury.

I grit my teeth, feeling a surge of pain as his teeth sink into my lips. I try to push him away, but he holds  me firm, his grip like a vice. I cry out in agony, the sound muffled by his mouth.

Mr.Jeon : "I left a bruise on those lips, so every time you look in the mirror, you'll remember who they really belong to. No one else gets to touch them without my permission".

His primal instincts taking over, transforming his expression into one of almost animal fury. he grips my neck, sinking his teeth into the spot where he had left hickeys before. The pain is intense, but there is something almost thrilling about it as well.  He's punishing me but the way he touches me also feels like possession and control. I attempts to escape form his grasp intensify, the water from the bathtub splashing with each movement, turning the whole scene into a chaotic, wet mess. His grip on my neck tightens as I struggle, his eyes flashing with anger. His teeth suck into my skin.

Mr.Jeon : "Stop struggling my little baby, you think a little water is going to distract me? Don't even think about moving. You're going to stay perfectly still while I mark you up as punishment. Any more of this nonsense and you'll bee seeing stars".

He growls, his hands gripping my hips as he thrusts into me, hard and deep. The water in the tub churns with the force of his movements. I sob as he takes me with a ferocity that's almost brutal. The pain from the bites and the force of his thrusts combine to overwhelm me. His thick, rigid cock plunges deep into my dripping wet pussy stretching me wide to accommodate his grith. With each powerful thrusts, the head of his dick brushing against my cervix. He growls  as he thrusts into me harder, deeper. The taboo, forbidden pleasure of being taken so thoroughly, sends shivers up my spin. He plunges himself deeper inside me, his thick rigid cock sliding through my slick, wet pussy. The water around me swirls and bubbles as he dominates me, claiming me with a primal, animal passion under the water warmth of the bathtub. My body betrays me once again as I find myself unable to control my responses. Moans escaping, a sounds of pleasure and helplessness through me. Since it's my first time I feel pain so my moans and cries become intertwined chaotic mix of pleasure and pain. My body trembles under the force.

"Ahhh, ple . . ase"

I choke in water.

Mr.Jeon : "Don't cry baby, is it too rough for you?"

His grip on my hips tightens as he continues to pound on me.

Mr.Jeon : "Ah, fuck, your pussy is so tight".

Fucking harder and deeper.

"It's driving me crazy". 

I can't breathe properly, can't help but continue to cry and moan, the pain and pleasure becoming too much to bear.

Mr.Jeon : "Ah, baby . . . I'm so close . . .so close".

He slams his cock into my pussy with brutal force, making the water in the tub splash and crash around me, his heavy breathing and grunts of exertion echoing in my ear. He pulls out his cock with a grunt, stroking it hard and fast as steams of cum spurt out, landing all over my face. He watches in satisfaction as I gasp and blink. He growls in his throat. His gaze snaps to the water, his eyes widening as he sees the blood mingling with the soap suds, a sign of my lost innocence.

He kneels down beside the tub, his fingers trailing through the bloody water, scooping up some. He brings his hand to his lips, tasting my blood which mingles with soap water as a look of satisfaction crosses his face. Like some sort of animal, only deepens my sense of revulsion and disgust. The act is completely odd with the image of the sophisticated powerful man. He's crazy. The fact that Mr.Jeon, with his unpredictable and dangerous behavior is a well - respected.

My body is weak and exhausted. Each muscle aches and tremble,  my legs shaking and barely able to support me.

"I - I can't move"

My voice trembles as I speak.

Mr.Jeon : "Of course my baby. You're too weak to move now. Let me help you"

He reaches down, his strong arms lifting me out of the tub like a rag doll. I can feel my short skirt still hangs on my waist. He places me down gently, letting the water from the shower cascade over my body. He proceeds to clean me up, his touch becoming gentler than it has been all day. The water washes away the remaining blood and cums from my body. He's meticulous in his cleaning.

He carefully  removes the ruined skirt that hangs.. from my waist, tossing it aside without a second glance. He then focuses his attention on cleaning my pussy. He's gentle and thorough in his actions, taking  time make sure he doesn't miss a spot, making sure to remove every last trace of my virginity.

After we finished the shower, he wraps the soft towel around my body, securing it with a firm knot. He then lifted me up onto his arms, carrying me to the bed. With a gentle plop, he lowers me onto the mattress, his eyes roaming over my wet vulnerable form. His gaze hardens as he stares down at me, pinning my  wrist above my head with one hand.

Mr.Jeon : "I told you, now you got the punishment  . . . if  you don't obey me next time, the punishment will be far more . . . brutal. You won't just be hurting, you'll be begging for mercy". 

His hand gently cups my jaw, thumb brushing over my bruised lips with a surprising tenderness.

Mr.Jeon : "It's just a preview of the control I have over you now".

The clock on the wall glares at me the early hour of 3:30 am. The outside world is wrapped in the quiet, undisturbed darkness of the early morning hours. The sky is still dark without a glimmer of light save for the faint twinkle of distant stars. The air is cool and still, the entire neighborhood seemingly asleep. 

He leans down , pressing a tender kiss to my bruised lips, almost as it to soothe the pain, then he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. Then, he wraps me in a strong embrace, holding me close as if to shield me from the world. His large hand rubs my back inside the soft blanket. His strong arms keep me safe and secure. The warmth of the bed and the feel of his hand against my skin helping to lull me into a restful dreamless sleep.

     _________[To be continued]_________

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