Warning: Sexual content ahead.

He watches closely, the girl rapidly jolting from the intense pleasure building up inside her. He moves the wand up and down her clit, turning up the vibration on the other vibrator inside her. "A-Ahh, Jimin please." Jimin grits his teeth, pulling the wand back and turning off the vibrator.

Her body shakes from the sudden removal of pleasure, her mouth letting whines and cries through. "Please let me cum. Please," she says. She pulls on the handcuffs keeping her on the bed, her eyes meeting his. "Please," she repeats, but he shakes his head. 

"You did a bad thing baby girl," he mutters, waiting another few seconds before he believes she's calmed down enough. He places the wand against her again, her clit shaking rapidly underneath it. Immediately there's a chorus of moans that hit his ears. "You don't get to cum yet, baby."

"Please!" she shouts, her toes curling into the covers as her juices drip down her skin. He desperately wants to lick it up, but he resists the urge.

Her moans get progressively louder and louder until... he stops. She lets out a loud, frustrated groan. "What did you do baby?" he asks, licking the vibrator clean. 

"I-I don't know," she whispers, soft moans still leaving her lips from the fading pleasure. 

"Well then we're gonna be here all night. You don't get to cum until you tell me what you did."

He gingerly traces his index finger up and down her throbbing bud, watching as the thing pulses under his touch. "Please, please I want to cum for you," she says, but he shakes the thought away. 

"What did you do baby?" 

"I don't know."

Jimin decides to turn on the vibrator inside her, sitting back and letting the toy do the work. God he adores looking at her tied down form, the way she has bruises on her wrists and ankles from all the pulling she does. Her entire body looks like a warzone, her chest and stomach barely having an inch of clean skin. It's all hickeys Jimin spent hours creating. He tied her to a wall and gave her those. He does it once a week, marking her while putting various objects inside her soaking pussy.

"What did you do?" he asks again, watching as her lips clench on the device inside her. "Guess if you have to."

"Disobeyed you?" 

"Baby girl, that's too obvious. Be more specific," he whispers, leaning forward and grabbing the stick holding the vibrator in her.

He moves it in and out, adding more to her pleasure as she whines. "I-I didn't listen to you?" 

"Hm, no baby," he mutters, going in and out faster. 

She throws her head back, almost screaming. That's his signal to stop. "Fuck! Please!" she shouts. This is like the eighth time he's gotten her close only to not let her release. She's probably so frustrated by now that when she cums, he might get her to squirt. He desperately hopes that happens. He really, really hopes the pleasure is enough to drive her there, he's certainly stimulated her enough. 

"Tell me what you did," he says. At her refusal to answer, he wraps his hand around her throat and squeezes. She gags, tears welling up in her eyes. "What did you do?!"

She coughs, lips trying to form words when it seems like a lightbulb goes off in her head. "I said your name." 

He backs off, chuckling. "There you go. You said 'Jimin'. You should know better by now, baby girl. The only time you're allowed to say my name is when I ask you who you belong to. Other than that, what do you call me?" 

"Daddy," she says, her throat red from where he grabbed it.

"What was that?" 

"Daddy," she repeats, louder. 

"Good girl. Do you want to cum?" 

"Yes, please," she whispers, giving him a pleading look. He can see in her eyes how much she wants to, so, he seats himself in between her thighs again, turning on the vibrator inside her.

Instead of using the wand, he puts it down and uses his fingers, going up and down on her clit. Speaking of who she belongs to, he wants her to scream it. "Who do you belong to, hm?" 

"You," she says, her body side to side, almost as if trying to grind on the thing inside her when she can't.

"Who's about to make you cum?" he asks, moving his fingers even faster. 

She whines. "You." 

"Full name!" 

"Park Jimin!" 

He snickers at her desperate screams, keeping his fast pace. He wants more. All of it. All of those screams that say his name and his name only. "Who fucks you every night?" 

"Park Jimin," she replies with a moan, her eyes almost rolling to the back of her head at the insane bliss inside her. 

"Who owns your whole fucking body baby girl? Huh? Who makes you act like a slut for his dick?" 

"Park Jimin!" 

At her cute cries, he smirks, watching as her dripping cunt begs to cum. One last one. One more. The sound of her pulling against the metal is almost concerning, but he doesn't care, he just keeps going. "Who's about to make you squirt all over his fingers?" he asks. 

"P-Park- fuck!" she yells, throwing her head back. 

"Full name!" 

She does as she's told, screaming out his full name as he finally gets what he wants. Jimin lets out a sigh from seeing her squirt all over the vibrator, him not letting up with his fingers to make it more intense. It doesn't stop for a full five seconds since he keeps going, loving the sight of her juices soaking his bedsheets. She's whining like a little bitch, shaking while her pussy throbs from the intense orgasm he allowed.

He takes the vibrator out, only making her shudder more. "Look at you, such a good little whore," he mumbles, rubbing his thumb along the tip of her clit. "Mmm. So good baby, so good." Jimin stands, grabbing the keys to the handcuffs and undoing them.

She smiles, rubbing her sore wrists. He kisses over the bruises, then softly kisses her lips. She moans, still recovering from her high. So he doesn't kiss her for too long, he backs up after a few beats. "Sorry baby, you don't get your aftercare yet. Get on all fours." Her eyes widen as he places the handcuffs back where they belong, taking a belt off the wall. "You didn't think your punishment was over, did you?" he asks with a grin. She stares, dumbfounded. 

Then... she smirks.