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niragisqueenofhearts · 1 year

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~The Devil's Dog~ pt.2

Park Jongdu x fem!reader

warnings: Nsfw, smut, mentions of murder, blood, cutting

Part 2!! Enjoy you sickos, Love y'all! <3

word count: 3219 [might be a bit off but oh well]

part 1 part 3

It had been a month since you've seen Jongdu. As much as you've tried your hardest to forget everything you saw, everything you've experienced on that boat, you just couldn't. The memory of him touching you, licking at your wounds the sounds he made as he thrusted into you, it all had remained imprinted inside of your head. All you wanted was for it to all to disappear. To disappear from your memories.

You sat in your office, motionless, empty, just staring into space as your mind played back the last moment you saw…him.

It was night. The moon shined down illuminating the dark ocean. Everyone had boarded the lifeboat and begun to make their way towards the shore. For 4 days, you had been stuck on that ship, finally you were about to gain back your freedom. You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply letting the salty scent of the sea fill your lungs. You slowly opened them again gazing into the dark waters below. Jongdu sat next to you, holding the chain that had been keeping you prisoner in his hand, a smile plastered on his face as the boat got closer and closer to the shore.

A chill ran through your body as you remembered what happened, your thought was soon replaced by a different one; his lips covering yours, his hot body crushing against your own. Your cheeks burned with passion as you pictured yourself beneath him, feeling the warmth of his body on top of you- No, you can't think of him like that. What he did was wrong. He took advantage of you; you shouldn't think of him as anything but evil. You shook your head clearing the thought from your head and turned your eyes to where the shore came into view.

Overjoyed, everyone leaped into the cold night ocean trudging through the water. You watched as people began jumping off the side of the boat screaming happily at the cold water that covered their bodies. Jongdu pulled your chain slightly, signaling to you that is was your turn. You sighed deeply as you submerged your legs into the cold waters making way to the shore As your body touched the icy cold surface of the sand you shivered. Slowly stepping forward you waded out of the freezing sea, the soft sand coating your feet. You're out, you were finally out You couldn't believe it, you were finally free.

Everyone began to cheer out to the night sky celebrating their victory. You stood there, watching as the others danced and jumped and laughed amongst themselves enjoying the moment that just occurred. They really did it, they escaped. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you gazed at the group, you felt as if you couldn't look away from them, the torture you went through, it haunted you every day. "Who's ready to go home?" One man screamed, they all yelled in a celebratory response. "Hey," You called out to Jongdu, still clasping the end of the chain. "Do you mind?" Signaling to the chain around your neck. "Kyu-tae!" He yelled out waving the chain. Kyu-tae gets the hint and tosses the key to Jongdu.

Immediately you wrap your hand around throat, gently caressing the aching bruise that was etched into your flesh as the chain was finally removed. He wiped a tear from your cheek and chuckled. "You're seriously crying again?"

"You killed my friends," You snapped, "And you..did things to me."

"Nothing that you didn't enjoy." He responded as he wrapped the chains that held you captive for 4 days around his waist as a sick little keepsake. As much as you hated him, a part of you knew he was right, you did enjoy it, but that same part of you knew that you would rather die than admit it to yourself. "Plus, you're alive, if i were you, I'd be a bit more grateful." He continued.

"What happens now?" You whisper to yourself. He grinned widely at you, "You run back home little puppy." His hand snakes around your neck pulling you into a kiss before releasing you. "Don't miss me too much, I'll come back and fetch you later, okay?" With that he joined the rest of the convicts and begun walking to only God knows where, leaving you stranded on the beach. Was he serious? Come back? He wouldn't..would he?

You made your way home in the cool weather of South Korea, shivering as water dripped off your soaked pantlegs. A lone tear rolled down your cheek as you looked down at your bare feet, thinking how lucky you are to be alive. Your feet ached as you walked a mile through the familiar streets of your hometown. You stopped short of entering your house, "My keys-" You whispered to yourself remembering that everything you had, your documents, keys, ID's, all left on the boat. You sighed as you grabbed a large rock and hit it against your window shattering the glass. You then proceeded to climb through the window, being as careful as you could to not get cut by the glass. Once you made your way to the kitchen, you placed the rock on the countertop and rummaged through drawers until you found what you needed. A knife. Sure, it wasn't much of a weapon considering a person of Jongdu's nature, but it was something.

You rushed to your bedroom, opening the door and closing it once you were inside, locking it behind you. You practically ripped the bloodstained, orange suit off of you. Anyone's first instinct would've been to throw it away, burn it if you had to, but not you, not after anything. You wrapped your nude body into the warm embrace of your blanket as you stared at the suit that rested on your vanity. Everything felt so surreal right now. You didn't expect to live another day, never again. You were numb and confused, not sure what to do from there, you just sat there as all the memories played back into your head like a song on repeat.

It wasn't long until the police showed up to your house. Just a week after you got off that wretched boat. They were shocked to even see you still breathing in the flesh and not as mutilated, maggot infest remains. They took you in immediately, taking you into the hospital, asking questions of what happened on your 4 days of hell. It was hard for you to respond at first but eventually you told them everything, the whole truth. For the next 2 months, nothing but cameras, tv reporters, in your face, all day, every day.

Alas, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and slowly all the recognition you've been getting from the press had been dying down day by day. It still didn't help that the entirety of Korea knew your face. If it wasn't the press in your face with their flashing cameras, then it was people at your local cafe that you go to every week shooting you the same supportive yet pitiful look every time you walked in. You understood their reason behind it, so, you slowly began to accept it. You were so happy to find out you were working again, you thought you'd finally be able to put all of this in the past and continue with your life, not even hearing his name again. But it all went downhill as news of more murders started spreading like wildfire.

For your own sanity, you decided to pretend he never existed, you stopped watching the news, skipping pages in the newspapers that mentioned any updates, anything, because you knew in some sick way, hearing of the murders would just give your poor little heart some hope that he may just come back. You didn't need any more reminders.

"Hey," Your colleague Jess called out for you snapping you out of your thoughts, "Yeah what's up?" You greeted her with a smile, "We got a broken arm in room 3, skateboarding accident." You nodded before excusing yourself from your seat and headed in the direction of your new patient. "Hey bud," You greeted the young boy, "Let's get this fixed up yeah?"

A broken arm was usually nothing, so it didn't take much time for you to reset it and wrap it. "I don't recommend you doing any skateboarding until this comes off okay?" The young boy nodded as you wrapped the last layer of bandage onto his cast. "It's just so horrible." His mother blurted, you looked to her, and respond assuming she was talking about the skateboarding accident.

"Oh, no worries, we know the drill," You reassured, smiling at her. "It won't be long until he's doing ollie's again." You smile winking at the child. "Oh no, I’m sorry, I meant the news," You froze as she continued to speak, "All those murders, it's horrible." She shook her head as she watched the news play on small monitor across the room.

"Another victim of the grisly murder spree has been found today." The reporter droned on, showing several uncensored photos of a woman, her body not even recognizable as human. "I hope they find the bastard and kill him in the worst way possible." The woman cried, you listened closely as the reporters explained how their story came to light, what the police knew about who killed the victim in such a brutal manner. Photo by photo they showed the mugshots of each surviving convict that escaped the boat, their faces engraved into your memory. Your stomach sunk as you saw Jongdu's photo flash across the screen.

You shook your head and continued working on the cast to completion to get your mind off of things. You said happily, packing up your tools. "Thanks, Doctor!" The boy thanked you as he gave you a hug, you returned it as you smiled, "No problem, sweetie." You watched as the mother held his hand as they walked out of the room. "You okay?" You jumped as you noticed Jess now standing by you. "Yeah, I'm alright." She nodded along with you before continuing the day as normal and escorting you to your next patient.

This day felt stranger than usual. You felt like you were being watched, like you were under a microscope. You tried your best to ignore the feeling as you went on with your day, but that didn't stop you from feeling eyes burning holes in the side of your head the entire shift. Finally, after working an 11-hour shift, you were so relieved to finally go home. As soon as you arrived, you threw your bag to the side and headed toward your bedroom. You noticed a more than familiar pair of work shoes resting outside of the closet as you stood in front of your vanity, "Babe, are you home?" You called out for your boyfriend, Bobby, he was the only good thing that ever came out of this whole thing. "Babe?" You called out again, no answer.

You were about to shrug it off until you heard a more than familiar voice causing you to freeze where you stood. "You won't be hearing from him anymore." The voice spoke coldly. You looked into the mirror to see Jongdu in the flesh and blood, and speaking of blood, he was drenched in it. Blood trickled down his chin as fresh blood coated his neck making it appear as if someone carved him up with a sharp blade, "Jongdu…" You murmured his name softly as you stared at him through the mirror, "Oh don't worry, I’m perfectly unharmed, I can't say the same for your boyfriend though." He said casually as he walked towards you, his broad torso pressed against your back. You stood frozen there for a few seconds as you processed his words.

"How'd you find me? You asked, trying your best to sound unaffected, but he already knew just how terrified you were. "I always knew." He replied calmly, his strong hands gripped at your waist before he turned you around. "Where you'd go for lunch, what time you got home from work, what time you clocked into work; I knew it all." He took his knife and brought it up to the collar of your shirt slowly cutting into the fabric. His eyes immediately made way to the very noticeable 'x' shaped scar he etched into your skin. You gasped as his arm makes way around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He purred as he began to place kisses onto the scar tracing the shape of it with a look of pure pleasure on his face, "Did you really think you could hide from me forever?" He asked between the licks of his lips before kissing your neck softly, placing gentle kisses onto the wound. You shook your head as tears began to gather in your eyes.

"Aw, the tears, the tears." He mocked. He continued to make kiss marks down your neck, "I love that look in your eye, like you're trying desperately to hide something from me, well, you can't hide anything from me," He grabbed your jaw firmly forcing you to look at him, into his eyes. Those damned eyes burned with passion and his smile, the smile that started it all, filled your vision. That smile caused your heart to flutter uncontrollably no matter how evil it was. "You want me, i know it, so why hide it?" He kissed you gently this time, slowly sucking on your bottom lip. Slowly you moved away from his touch to look at him straight in his eyes, "Are you going to kill me?" You whispered. His grin widened slightly, "No, baby, I have a better use for you," He answered seductively. You shiver as you feel the cold metal of the blade he held in his hand touch your belly.

He chuckled as he pressed the tip of the blade into your flesh. You cry out in pain as you watch red trickle down your hips onto your legs, soaking your blue scrubs. You let out another choked sob as he begun to kiss and suck on the fresh cut he made into you. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you attempted to pull away from him but to no avail. "Please, please stop." You cried. Eventually he did pull away giving you relief.

"God even after all this time, you still taste so good." He sighed as he ripped the tattered shirt off you along with your brassiere beginning to kiss your breasts as he allowed his hands to roam your bare torso.

You sighed deeply as you felt yourself melt in his hand. This feeling: the fire that erupted in you as he touched you, the warmth, his smell, even in being complete pain you still wanted him. Everything seemed to become too much for you. Every single nerve was screaming, begging to touch. You missed him. God, you missed him. Tears pooled in your eyes as you let them fall, but you refused to move a muscle. You were afraid to, it felt wrong, but you couldn't bring yourself to push him away.

"Did you miss me puppy?" He asked as a smirk crept across his face. Your heart ached as you closed your eyes and tried to block him out. "I did." You whispered taking in a deep breath as the clarity washed over you. There's no more hiding it. He scooped your legs up around his hips as he picked you up off the ground and moved towards your bed throwing you onto it. You watched as he ripped his blood drenched t shirt off himself, throwing it across the room before he reached for the waistband of your pants, quickly pulling them off along with your underwear, leaving just the lower half of you exposed.

Run Y/n, just run. Get the fuck out of there. The little voice in your head spat. But your legs wouldn't obey, and before you knew it, he was upon you, pinning you beneath him as he hovered over you. His eyes burned through yours, dark pools of molten gold staring right into your soul. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips firmly against yours, the kiss was rough, full of passion. Your heart swelled with happiness as you kissed him back, the kisses became more forceful, desperate. He rolled his hips, grinding himself onto you and you let out a moan, pushing against him in response. A groan ripped from Jongdu's throat when he felt the friction. He couldn't take it anymore, he needed you, now.

He undid his pants and pulled them off him before thrusting into you with such force, it knocked the wind out of your lungs. Your body was on fire, all you wanted to do was touch him, feel him, feel all of him. His hand intertwined with your scalp pulling roughly. He attacked your neck with kisses and bites so hard that he drew blood.

Everything went blurry as you became overwhelmed by pleasure and pain, he pounded you relentlessly until you were completely undone, unable to think, unable to breathe. You couldn't stop, couldn't hold yourself back. Even in a frenzy you had never felt more free, more alive. "Jongdu!" you gasped as tears streamed down your cheeks, your legs tightening around him, squeezing him tight. He began to thrust even faster as your body began to tremble under him. His hands were like fire as they ran all over your body.

All the different sensations clouded your mind drowning you in bliss. Your body ached for release; your brain begged for him to finish you. It was almost unbearable. "Jongdu, please…" Your voice sounded as if it was coming from somewhere far away. Your vision began to fade but you stayed conscious enough to feel Jongdu's movements, his fingers gripping your thighs as he pushed inside you. In seconds you felt your walls tighten around him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, panting heavily, as he began to shake. You moaned his name as you released everything, releasing every ounce of tension and pleasure as his body shuddered violently underneath you as your orgasm took over both of you.

You were on cloud 9. Everything around you had disappeared, it was just you and him in that moment. Nothing else mattered.

You stayed as still as you could, not daring to move a muscle as exhaustion plagued your body. "Fuck." He remarked as he lifted himself off you, his hair disheveled and sweat covering every single inch of him. He smiled as he looked down at you, the same shaking, teary eyed mess he once made before. He admired you like art. "So beautiful." He whispered as he traced every single bruise and bite he made. You flinched as he caressed the new mark he made into you, he laughed at your reaction as he continued to trace the tender flesh. You avert your gaze from him and looked down at your new wound, you smiled to yourself as you noticed the shape of a 'J' on the left side of your abdomen. You're his now, and you wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

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niragisqueenofhearts · 1 year

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~The Devil's Dog~

Park Jongdu x reader

warnings: Darkfic, nsfw, mentions of murder, cutting, blood, marking, dubcon/noncon.

Word count: 3355

y'all please bear with me, it's my first fic that I'm posting, sorry if it's not too good like the others but I'm pretty proud of it so, yay!

I hope you enjoy!

Part 2 Part 3

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It was supposed to be a simple job. Get assigned as doctor on the Frontier Wolf, do your job as said nurse to help care of any injuries, arrive in Korea then go back home. It was just supposed to be a simple operation, never did you think in that list that said try and cheat death by surviving a prisoner riot and witness your fellow colleagues be killed. But that's what happened here. And here you are now, covered in blood, cowering in a cabinet, and clasping a knife you managed to sneak away for dear life. You could've sworn your hands were going to fall off with how much they were shaking.

The sounds of screaming, running footsteps and thuds filled your ears as the massacre continued. You could've sworn you drew blood with how hard you were biting your lip to muffle your sobs. A part of you had wanted to stay behind to protect those you called family, but your instincts took over. You knew you couldn't risk yourself, you had to survive, it may seem selfish and even cruel, but it is how this world works.

Silence began to subside as you heard footsteps slowly exited the room. Your heart could finally rest. A long sigh escaped your mouth as you felt your body relax. The adrenaline from moments ago faded, leaving only numbness to settle deep within your veins. As your head began to feel light you allowed yourself to slump back into the cabinet, not noticing when you fell onto the cold hardwood floor. Your eyes began fluttering closed, sleep claiming you soon after.

It wasn't long before someone found you. Your blissful rest was interrupted by a loud stomp. You awoke to see a pair of black boots in front of you. Slowly and hesitantly, you slowly began to look up, slowly taking in the tall and broad demeaner of the person in front of you. Your eyes widened as you recognize the face immediately. Kyu-tae. "Well, well, look who we have here," He greeted you, his face adorned with a smirk. Your fight or flight began to kick in as you frantically began to look around for your knife. "Looking for this?" He chuckled as he waved the blade in front of you. Your heart sank and tears began to stream down your face. This was it. This was the day you die. You frantically began to grovel away from him as he began to walk towards you.

You managed to scramble on your feet and ran to the other side of the counter. "Please Kyu-tae." You sobbed, "You don't need to do this." You shook as he laughed at your words, "God, you've always been such a naive bitch." The room fell silent as he watched your every move, countering it with his own, if you went left, he went right, if you took 3 steps back, he took 3 steps forward. Soon enough he got sick of the mirroring games and pounced onto the counter after you. You screamed as you ran from behind the counter and out the door, he followed behind you in an attempt to lose him, you turned a corner and hoped to god that the exit was nearby. "Please, make it end," You cried as you didn't dare to look behind you.

Unfortunately, this was only the beginning of your nightmare, as you took a wrong turn and stumbled into a hallway filled of the convicts. Your heart nearly stopped as they all locked their eyes on you. Defeat overcame as you heard Kyu-tae approach from behind. You're surrounded, with nowhere to run. "Come now, just be good, we'll make it quick and easy." Kyu-tae cooed. He lunged at you, wrapping his hand around your throat, and pinning you to the wall. "Please Kyu-tae, don't do this." You choked on your words as you sobbed relentlessly, but to no avail. He brought the knife still in his tightened grip back ready to penetrate you. You needed to do something, anything to get you out of this.

"Wait! Please! I can help!" You blurted, another inmate grabs Kyu-tae's arm, "Wait." He spoke. Kyu-Tae released his grip on you, "Help how?" "Your friends in the back, they're injured obviously, I'm a doctor, I can help them." He chuckled "Bullshit, I'm sure we'll do fine on our own." "You guys wouldn't survive the week and that's not regarding the injuries some of you have. Food, water, medical supplies, toiletries." You stated. "It's all pad locked, I know all the codes, you let me live and I'll make sure you all live through this week’s trip." Kyu-tae fell silent as he stood there contemplating. "Let her go," Another man spoke as he emerged from the crowd, "Let her stitch the guys up, open the storage rooms then throw her ass in a corner somewhere." Kyu-tae looked her up and down, "Fine, but we'll be watching you, one slip up and I’ll kill you where you stand."

You nodded in response before he pushes you into the direction of the wounded convicts, "Baek-jae, take her to storage, do not take your eyes off her for a single moment." You watch as the guy with the green shirt approaches you, conveniently he happens to be the one with the biggest gun. Baekjae grabbed your wrist and began leading you to the storage area, "Just don't cause trouble and you won't have to worry about us." What did you get yourself into...

It was only just 2 days on the ship, but it felt like an eternity. You could hardly sleep, as if sleeping with a bunch of convicts around you wasn't enough to keep your stomach in knot, to add insult to injury your neck was chained to the wall majority of the time when you weren't using the bathroom or stitching a guy up, but hey, at least you're still alive right?

You had just finished eating the food the guys gave you, when you called after one of them, "Excuse me?" No response, "Hello?" Still no response, "Hey I’m talking to you!" You snapped, big mistake. The larger gentleman snaps his neck to glare at you, "What do you want?" He asked, his voice was gruff but low, making you shudder as he stepped closer. "I need the bathroom." You stated as you scooted into the corner trying to create distance between you and him, "Oh? Really? Well, considering how you just spoke to me, do you think you deserve to go to the bathroom?" He asked sarcastically, you gulped at his words, "I'm sorry I spoke to you like that-" "So you agree?" He cuts her off, "You don't deserve to use the bathroom." His tone is more serious than before. You looked around quickly to see the other prisoners looking at you, "Unless you're willing to be especially nice to me to let you use the bathroom?"

He began to palm himself through his orange trousers. You cringed at the sight as you began to feel sick to your stomach, you could almost taste your lunch coming back. Just like that, you decided against asking if you were allowed to use the bathroom anymore. Instead, you looked away from him. He strutted over to you now towering over you, "I believe I asked you a question." He growled lowly, you stayed silent, your mind telling you to just run away from here. "Fine. If that's the way you want to play." He spat as he crouched down to you, beginning to grab at your pants.

You fought back against his grasps as you began to panic, "Stop please!" You cried as you tried to pull yourself away from him. You struggled harder and harder as his hand slipped underneath your shirt. Fortunately, someone spoke, ending the endeavor. “Leave her alone.” The man attacking you finally got off you, he glared at the more fit man threateningly before continuing walking away. You heaved a sigh of relief as you glanced over to him. "Thank you." You uttered quietly. "I didn't do it for you, I wanted you to shut the fuck up." He huffed before going to walk away, "Hey, I-," He turned on his heels with an annoyed expression on his face, "I still need to use the bathroom." You whispered averting your gaze from his eyes burning holes into you. He sighed before unlocking your chain and pulling you up to your feet, "Come on little puppy." He mocked as he held the loose end of the chain in his fist, ironically like a dog on a leash. "Lead the way."

You sighed in relief as you washed your face in the sink, the cool water refreshing your skin was the closest you got to paradise since you got on this boat. As you exited the bathroom on instinct, you couldn't help but investigate the other room next to it. You froze in place as you saw one of the inmates, pleasuring himself. You couldn't help but gaze at the scene. He looked back at you, catching you staring. You felt your cheeks flush red as he smiled and winked at you, immediately you looked away. He was like something you hadn't seen before. He had tattoos all over him and these piercing, almost demonic eyes just staring into your soul that made your stomach go into knots.

It wasn't long before the man that escorted you to the bathroom came back, "All done little pup?" He grabbed hold of your chain pulling it aggressively before he noticed the man as well. "Ahh, I see, someone wanted to sneak a peek like the dirty girl she is." He laughed; the tattooed man laughed along with him. "Aw stop teasing her Jiseok, she's blushing." They continued to laugh and belittle you. "C'mon Jongdu, I'm just having some fun." He replied, "What? You like him?" You didn't dare to answer back, "How about this, it looks like he's enjoying himself looking at you," He took your face in both of his hands before forcing you to look at the man who continued to please himself, "Why don't you give him a little show huh? Come-" The man begun to rip your black button-down shirt exposing your breasts adorned in a pink lace bra and it wasn't long until he reached for your black jeans. You fought against him as hard as you could. "Let me go!" You screamed as you escaped his grip. The two laugh as you cowered away onto the wall shaking as you clutch yourself. "Let's go, back to your corner." He announces as he grabbed the loose end of the chain, pulling you roughly into his direction and back into your corner.

As usual later that night you couldn't sleep, instead observing the group of serial murderers sleeping like babies. You envied them, how could they have done such horrible crimes yet slept like nothing. You shook your head to clear it of the thoughts and stared aimlessly out of the window, thinking of what was going to happen to you.

"Wakey wakey." Someone spoke making you jump; it was the tattooed man. What was his name again? Jongdu. He approached you with a smile flashing the pearly whites. It was so strange to you, how a smile so gorgeous, made him look so much more sinister.

You grumbled as you glared at him, "Aw what's wrong?" He crouched in front of you, "I can't talk to a friend?" You scoff at him, "We're not friends." You stated before turning your attention back to the window. "Okay," He replied as he unknowingly got closer to you, "Maybe you'd want to be more than friends then?"

He slid his hand into your ripped shirt, the touch of his fingertips made you jump as if a bolt of electricity just went through you. He laughed at your reaction as he slowly ran his hands through your torso leaving trails of fire in their path. You knew the type of man he was, the evil things he had done, but you just couldn't understand why your body was reacting like the way it was. Your breathing got more rapid the more and more he touched you, the warmth radiating off his palms made you shiver violently. Your breathing became more ragged, he continued to trail his fingers down your chest making the tingling sensation worse, by the time he reached your waistband, you were practically panting with each breath, trying to control your body's desire. You refused to believe that you were having feelings like this, especially towards a deranged criminal like him.

You would've scooted away from him if it wasn't for the wall behind you. "Go away. Leave me alone." He chuckled, "Come on, you're going to tell me that you don't want me?" You glared at him with all your strength trying to get rid of your feeling of disgust, "I wouldn't fuck you, if it was life or death." His hands swiftly reached the back of your head, the burning sensation of him gripping your scalp harshly overwhelmed you. You tripped under yourself as he pulled you up to your feet. Once you managed to get your bearings, a sharp blade is brought up your gaze. You freeze instantly once you notice the blade. "Is that a challenge?" He said as he brought the blade to your neck pressing it into the underside of your jaw You whimpered at the pressure of his blade cutting the skin there, drawing blood. He laughed, "So brave and tough until a knife is placed against your skin." His voice was deep. He stared into your eyes with a sense of determination. He saw right through you, no matter how tough you acted or tried to look, he knew you were just like his last 13 victims.

He removed the knife from your neck, using it now to cut every single piece of clothing of you until you were bare, shivering and now teary eyed against the cold bar that held you in place. He stood back up and pressed himself against you, using his thighs to keep your legs separated. The sudden pressure on your clit caused you to squirm causing you to grind onto his leg even more. You pressed your hands against his chest using all the strength you had in you. "Don't fight me." He whispered in your ear while gripping your wrist and pushing it off his chest to hold you back in place. You groaned in frustration as your eyes locked onto the knife now being risen to your chest. He laughed at your struggle "I know you want it; I can smell it on you." He smirked as he pushed the knife closer to your skin, you whimpered as your tears flowed freely down your face feeling the cold, sharp blade graze just above your right breast. He chuckled, "Oh, don't worry puppy, this isn't going to hurt." He whispered as he pressed the knife into the flesh of your chest. You bit down onto your lip to muffle your cries as the pain spread throughout your body. The liquid crimson that spilled from your wound coated the entire right side of your torso as he continued to carve into you.

You stifled a groan as he brought his mouth to your open wound, he begun to lick the wound, drinking the pouring blood. Your body convulsed uncontrollably due to the intense amount of pain, but you couldn't utter a word. His mouth revolved from the wound you'd suffered earlier, to your sensitive buds now erect from the cold night air that brushed against you. He'd suck on them so hard that you weren't even sure whether it was if it was the blood that made them the dark color they were. Your blood stained his lips making the dark substance run down his face and dripping from his chin. "You taste so delicious," He grinned showing his now red teeth. "Better than the others." He purred.

Suddenly he pulled back and placed his bloodied lips onto yours, forcing you into a kiss. Your stomach turned as the heavy metallic taste of iron hit your tongue, yet you caught yourself kissing him back. You managed to snap yourself out of the kiss and pulled away gasping for air, "Jongdu please-" You cried. He merely grinned as he spoke, “Begging for me? God you're so cute." He dropped his trousers revealing his huge member to you. You flinched as he slammed his large organ into your loins. It felt as if he was ripping you in half as he forced you to feel every inch of it. He wrapped your leg around his waist as he gripped onto your thigh pulling you onto him.

Your heart thumped loudly in your ears as you were completely unable to speak or think straight. The mix of pain and pleasure made everything seem blurry. You whimpered under him, the feeling of his member pulsing between your legs sent waves of pleasure through you. You found yourself gripping onto his shirt and pulling him as if he could get any closer. His growls filled your ears as he began thrusting harder against you causing you to moan out in pure agony. He found pleasure in the sounds you made occasionally laughing with joy when you did. He groaned out in pleasure as he felt your walls clench around him. He kept slamming his throbbing member against you, causing you to gasp with every stroke, his hot breath hitting your ear sending shivers down your spine.

This isn't happening, is it? There's no way you're having sex with a serial murderer and liking it! No! That can't possibly be happening! You're dreaming, aren't you? This isn't real... It must be some horrible nightmare! You began to writhe against him, wanting out of his grip, out of this hell hole. He wasn't having any of it, becoming frustrated, he wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you in place as he picked up speed. His hips thrusting into you faster, harder, and stronger, his breathing labored, his arms holding you tighter to him, he was getting close and so were you. You gasped and moaned out in both pain and ecstasy. The intensity of his actions was beginning to take effect and he began shaking with each thrust.

It's just a dream, it’s just a dream. You repeated in your mind as you threw your head back onto the wall behind you, the pleasure now becoming overwhelming you as your orgasm was approaching closer and closer. He grunted loudly as he began to release inside you. You came not too long after, burying your face into his chest to muffle your moan of ecstasy, your heart pounded rapidly in your chest as you took a few deep breaths to try and calm down. You heard him chuckle softly before pulling away from you. You held onto the metal beam to keep your now jello-like legs from stumbling under you. You watched as he picked his pants up from around his ankles, putting them back on. "Glad to see you enjoyed yourself."

"I didn't." You sighed as you looked over at him, his dark brown hair fell messily onto his face with a smirk still plastered across his lips.

"Just be glad you're not dead..." He trailed off as he walked over to a cabinet taking out an orange shirt and pants just like his and throwing it at your feet. "Sleep tight."

You watched as he left the room. Once he was gone, you let go of the beam you were leaning against allowing yourself to collapse onto the floor, slowly you began to slide on the oversized clothing he gave, letting out the occasional whimper or his of pain at the movement. Once you'd fully adjusted to the warm fabric you curled into yourself as sleep began to overtake you.

"It's a dream, just a dream." You whispered to yourself as you drifted off to sleep.

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