Dungeon 2

@[S] Hongbin "Good looks like I got the perfect slave that I wanted tonight, someone that isn't afarid to show his feelings when it comes to titles." She said with a smirk, grinning softly looking at him. Seconds later she tugged onto his collar as the leash was still inside of the cage. "I'm going to enjoy seeing you cry when I'm through" Before long a hard hand went down onto his face, slapping it as it was just a fly to kill.

@[MI] Taeyeon Hongbin smirked at her actions and wiped the spit off him. He ran his fingers through his hair and winked at her. " do whatever you want , i'm not your slave or anyone's slave" He crossed his arms across his chest and stared at her with an challenging expression.

@[S] Hongbin Seeing this arrogant slave her lips smirked as she found out how arrogant the other was, Seconds later she opened the cage with the key that she had in hand before turning the guy with her strengh and cupping his cheeks with her hand. "Oh is that how you want to play with it?" I can tell you that I've hurt so many more slave than you can even imagine. Your not the first to do this." She said slapping his back before spitting onto him. "Peace of fifth... I will make you obey by the end of tonight weather you like it or not."

@[MI] Taeyeon He let out a sigh when she came to his cage and at her touches. He glanced at her and had to admit she was beautiful but without much thought he turned his body away from her and scooted closer to the wall. He ignored her all together and chose instead to stare at the wall. He said, " off." and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep to escape from this hell.

@[S] Hongbin Before long it didn't take Taeyeon that long to understand the place. After all, all she needed to know was what was in there and who were there.Sensing the pressure in the room as she stepped inside of the area., Taeyeon looked around seeing if someone was there for her tonight and there he was. Her pray for this night. With a smirk she walked up towards him tapping onto the bars as she grinned with a devious smirk. "My my who do we even have here." She said running her hand inside of it before running her hands onto the guy;s body. "I think you'll do nicely for me."

@[MI] Taeyeon Hongbin stared at the ceiling of his cage with an emotionless expression. He hated his life before but now he hates it even more. He was trapped her like an animal, force to pleasure whoever walks into the dungeon. He couldn't remember the last time he felt anything, he was so lost. He sighed when he heard the door open and he clenched his fist wishing that whoever had walked in would skip his cage.

@[S] Hongbin Feeling constantly under pressure inside of her job, Taeyeon was expected to meet up with one, no two, no three clients today. She would have thought people would be able to do their job, but as her father had taught her when she was young. Things will go right if your only there and so she did. Time had passed as she was working with each of them. feeling the constant strain she felt the need to have some pleasure or even some fun this day. After finishing her work she saw the time through her car and it was surely the time she had booked the appointment. No time to change, she didn't care. As long as she was getting the pleasure and being on top of the world. those were the only thing she thinking of before going to the dungeon once again to be told which room she was going to be inside on this one hectic day.

@[S] Gyuri Letting go of her ear, she kissed down to her neck. Red lip prints left in her wake, until she stopped near her pulse and nipped her skin, a hickey in place. Sliding under her bra, she searched for her , flesh on flesh. When she found it it was already hard and easy to pinch harshly with it slipping through her fingers. "We've barely started and you're are already hard. Maybe I shouldn't treat you so nicely, hm?" She squeezed harder, sliding her other hand down to her pants and slipping beneath the fabric. Her fingers touched the band of her underwear, sliding down the rest of the way still she felt moisture on her tips. "And your wet. What a ." She mocked as she pulled away completely and stood from the bed. "Undress."

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri let out a puff of air when Hyosung pushed her down, fingers splayed over the silk sheet as she fist the material in her grip. She bites down on her lower lips, a whinper flutters between her lips as Gyuri shake her bangs off her face. It just feels so good and Gyuri felt her s hardened at the attention on her . "Mistress," Gyuri moans, her eyes ravishing at the sight of Hyosung ing herself on Gyuri's thigh. There are wetness on her skin and it's just sticky and hot and Gyuri moans once again.

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung sighed, tongue meeting Gyuri's and her hips hips grinding down. This slave knew how to use her tongue. Hyosung knew a few ways to make it useful later on. Sliding her hands to her shoulders, she pushed her back on the bed, lips next to her ear. "A good one. Which means you won't be leaving here black and blue." Biting her ear, her hand cupped one of Gyuri's , massage it as she moved one knee inbetween her legs and pressed her clothed . Hyosung ground down on her thigh, every now and then from the friction. Her other hand trailed down and slid under Gyuri's shirt and up her stomach to her . Her fingers toyed with the edge of her bra.

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri's eyes follow Hyosung, watching intently at her choices and pressing her lips in amusement. Some of the -tool are her favourites and that fact alone rises Gyuri's expectation. There are images and assumation regarding the impending Gyuri is about to have and she her lips. Gyuri spread her legs as she is grabbed foward, meeting Hyosung's lips midway and Gyuri just moans into the kiss. Gyuri naturally grips on Hyosung's shirt, keeping up to the pace of this mistress as Gyuri her way expertly into Hyosung's mouth and she just taste heavenly. "Uhmm," Gyuri lets out a sound, back arches before she pulls away. Her breathe is heavy as she looks up through her lashes at Hyosung. "Then, what's your mood today, mistress?" Gyuri whisper closely to Hyosung's ear, their body pressed together.

@[S] Gyuri Normally Hyosung wouldn't be attracted to women, but even she knows that Gyuri isn't average in looks. Running her fingers through her hair, she stood and made her way to the corner of the room. "Of course. The cheap one break easily. I need something durable and can handle me. I can get a bit rough depend on my mood." She looked at some of the toys hanging on the wall. No of them she wanted right now. She'll use them later. There was a chest against the wall with items she can use. Pulling out the leather handcuffs, a , some sports tape, and a few clothing pin, she went back to the bed with her items. She arranged them on the night table, then straddled Gyuri. "I like a little before we get into it." Grabbing the front of her shirt, she pulled her in for a deep kiss, tongue poking at the edges of .

@[MI] Hyosung "Yes," Gyuri speaks airily, eyes closing to the sensation of Hyosung's lips against her own. Hyosung had Gyuri under a daze at the simplest way of her lips being grazed and even borderline gentle. Gyuri slowly feels the heat prickle on her skin, arousal kicking on her libido. She would give anything at this moment to have Hyosung between her legs and just s her into oblivion. But, Gyuri holds back. This is what she loves about this whole ordeal. The pain of being denied to do what she wants, another form of torture that is nearly as pleasurable as a rough . When Hyosung moves away, Gyuri smiles and run a thumb on her lips with a seducing look. "Such expensive taste on lipstick. Would you have expensive taste on toys too?" Casually, Gyuri points to one corner of the room.

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung smirked as she put one knee on the bed next to Gyuri and leaned down close to her face. "Then I'll have to reward you with a good choking." Closing the gap, she kissed the girl, hand in her hair as she moved her lips slowly, almost sweetly, before pulling away. Some of her lipstick smeared on the slave's lips, making her look a little debauched. "Where are the toys?"

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri smiles lightly. With this she'll be free from her father's clutches and Gyuri is very sure that Hyosung is the most perfect person to be playing this part. A small smirk forms on her lips as Hyosung teases with the hint of exposure. "No bloodplay." Gyuri sits at the edge of the bed. "But I really love it when theu choke me. It makes me harder."

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung took the key, smiling she took the key. "The game would have been short if you told me what I wanted to know in the beginning. I'll destroy him and all he holds dear." She pocketed the key in her shorts. After this she'll have one of her men take care of it. Standing from the bed, she ed the first few buttons of her shirt, revealing her lacy black bra. "Now let's get on with this. What kinks are you okay with doing? I don't like to force slaves into anything they're not comfortable with. It's no fun if you're crying in pain and not pleasure." Then she pulled a hair band from pocket and tied her hair up. It's easier to do things freely without her hair all over the place.

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri rolls her eyes, the movement minute and hidden. She is used to this. This manipulative play is already common in her place and she knew the game like the back of her hands. It's nothing more than an ego booster. Gyuri sighs lightly, looking up to Hyosung. "They used to say I'm a genius. Finishing a law school twice faster than any of my colleagues." Gyuri moves away from Hyosung, grabbing a key from the drawer next to the bed. "But, this bastards held no importance. I said I have their names. I don't memorize them. This game of ours is getting annoyingly long, mistress." Gyuri press the key to Hyosung's palm. "This is a key to my bank. Take the files there. All you need is there. Destroy my father, will you?"

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri rolls her eyes, the movement minute and hidden. She is used to this. This manipulative play is already common in her place and she knew the game like the back of her hands. It's nothing more than an ego booster. Gyuri sighs lightly, looking up to Hyosung. "They used to say I'm a genius. Finishing a law school twice faster than any of my colleagues." Gyuri moves away from Hyosung, grabbing a key from the drawer next to the bed. "But, this bastards held no importance. I said I have their names. I don't memorize them. This game of ours is getting annoyingly long, mistress." Gyuri press the key to Hyosung's palm. "This is a key to my bank. Take the files there. All you need is there. Destroy my father, will you?"

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung was impressed. Not with Gyuri, but with her father. The man played dirty so bad that he left a trail of evident and witnesses that would speak with the right kind of persuasion. "More than good. Your father's career is over and your family name is ruined. With this he won't ever bother me again." Letting go of her hair, she caressed the spot she pulled on. "You'll be rewarded for your cooperation Gyuri. Now," She pointed to her purse. "Get my bag. I'll have you write down all the names of the people involved. My people will do the background checks."

@[MI] Hyosung The transformation took Gyuri by storm. Gyuri hisses in pain, head thrown aback as her breathe quicken. She loved this and surpress down a moan instead. "The evidence is fabricated. He pay people, those professional who only work under my family's name, to plant evidence and act as fake witnesses." A smirk forms on her lips as she look down toward Hyosung. "If it's known that old geezer broke the lawyers' code of integrity, he's ed for life. Not to forget, I have every name and background included for every single people he paid for that case." Gyuri raised a brow at her. "Is that good enough for you, mistress?"

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung listened to the information with open ears only to be denied. The thinks she can manipulate her. Think again. Icy smile still her face as her eyes turn cold. Pulling her hand from under the shirt, she slides it up Gyuri's body, before wrapping her hair around her hand. Gently stroking the dark locks, she spoke. "I think you've forgotten who's in charge here." Then she pulled her hair harshly, grip tight. "Regardless, you will be ed today. But you get to decide, and it's the only decision you'll get, whether I call your father now and tell him where you are, or you tell me what you know right now and your secret will continue to be safe with me."

@[MI] Hyosung A small whimper elicit from Gyuri's mouth as Hyosung's nail digs into her own skin. She breathes heavily, her chest heaving as she looks downward to Hyosung's hand beneath her shirt. "I-It's about that conglomerate murder case. The one that build his reputation, fame and our empire today." Hyosung's perfume is thick in the air and Gyuri is getting a little warm inside from their proximity. Slowly tilting her head, a small smirk bloom at the edge of Gyuri's lips. "How about you the story out of me?"

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung's smirk widens, knowing she's won the battle. Before the day ends she'll be free of this girl's father and won't be going to jail. Looking up, she pressed against Gyuri, watching the decision flit across her eyes as she thinks. She slides her thumbs under her shirt and digs her nails into her skin hard enough to sting, before caressing the spots to ease the pain. When Guyri said she had blackmail on her father, Hyosung smiles triumphantly. It didn't matter to her who she had to blackmail as long as it saved her . "Tell me and you're secret is safe with me, but know, if it doesn't work you're my Plan B, so this better be good." She whispered against her cheek, a bit of her red lip stick stained her skin.

@[MI] Hyosung At the loss of friction, Gyuri whines softly. She circles her arms around Hyosung's neck, closing their distance. This is a dangerous bargain. One step can lead Gyuri all the way back to her hell-like household. She didn't mind at all if her father knows how his daughter love to get on all four and ed hard, she totally don't mind. Serve that old bastard right if she tarnish their family's name to the deepest pit of shame. But, she is staking all her plan to escape the household name this time so she bit her lips, staring back at Hyosung. Gyuri leans in and whisper to her ear, "How about I give you one, nothing to do with me of course, on my father? You can use that to black mail him and he might drop that prosecution."

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung shrugged. The ball was still in her court and she still had the advantage. "And if I told him you aren't where he thinks you are I'm sure he'll offer up a deal for your whereabouts, especially if I show him pictures of how you spent your time these days. I can't see your father being fine with you being a ." Hyosung grabs Gyuri by the waist to hold her still. "I'm sure you would, but we're talking business. Give me a reason not to go to your father."

@[MI] Hyosung At the offer, Gyuri chuckles softly and shakes her head. "Sadly he thinks I'm staying abroad in London and furthering my studies. That's why I told you. I'm in hiding and not running away." Tilting her head to one side, Gyuri runs her hands down Hyosung's body. "Maybe you have a betterbetter offer to me instead?" A small smile plays at her lips, as she slowly moves her hips, grinding down to her. "I would really like to help you."

@[S] Gyuri Hyosung leaned back on her arms, smiling sly at Gyuri. She didn't miss the looks the girl gave her and wondered how long it would take to wipe the lust off her face. "Runaway, going into hiding, either way you not being at home is beneficial to me." Over the last few months Hyosung's gotten into some legal issues, because someone snitched on the kkangpae and provided evidence for their drug trade. The snitch is already dead, but the police still have a case against her and Gyuri's father is the one prosecuting her in court. Normally it wouldn't be an issue, because this has happened before, but the father has never lost a case in his own career and Hyosung isn't about to go to jail, because some lawyer is too good at his job. "You see your father is prosecuting me in court and I need him to drop the case and recommend some hack lawyer do the job instead so I can win and stay out of jail. I intend to use you as my bargaining chip. I tell him where you are and I walk free as non-guilty."

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri simply follow Hyosung, sitting at the edge of the bed and watches Hyosung's movement hungrily. Hyosung was much fuller than Gyuri remembered, the material of her dress shirt stretching tightly across her chest and her skirt hugging the curve of her . Gyuri her lips subconsciously as she place a hand over her shoulder and begin massaging the mistress, her fingers skillfully pressing and releasing pressure. "You knew it's only half the truth if you heard it through the grapevine. I'm not running away. I'm hiding." Beginning to feel a little darig herself, Gyuri positions herself on top of Hyosung and straddles her. Gyuri's hands hadn't stop massaging as she smile. "So, what business do you have here with me?"

@[S] Gyuri Smirking, she replied. "You too. And yes my day was busy." Now that she mentioned it her shoulder were feeling a little stiff. She grabbed Gyuri's hand and lead her to the bed. Sitting down, she kicked off her shoes, then rolled her shoulders. "I'd like to start off with a shoulder massage, then we have business to discuss." Taking off her blazer, she set it on the bed and moved her hair over her shoulder. "So word on the grapevine is you ran away from home. I didn't believe it at first, but how could it not be true with you in a place like this?"

@[MI] Hyosung Gyuri's hand stops mid-air, putting the bottle down as she slowly stands up. Out of courtesy, she bows her head with the same cool smile she puts on to everyone. "Glad to see you again," she stops for a few second, "mistress," she added breathily. The door clicks close and Gyuri approaches the sole person in the dungeon aside her. Slowly, she runs her hand up Hyosung's arm. "Busy day? You're all stiff, mistress. How should I may be your service today?"