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insidekatmind · 9 days ago

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In trap~ Choi mujin x reader x Jeon Pil-do

Wearning: +18,smut,dark, age-gap

Request: yes!

The darkness of the room envelops you like a suffocating shroud. The air is thick with dust and rusty metal, the acrid smell burning your nostrils. Your hands are tied behind your back with ropes so tight that your skin feels scratched and sore. You sit on a cold chair, your wrists numb and your shoulders throbbing from the forced position.

In front of you, the only source of light is a dim light bulb that swings slowly, casting disturbing shadows on the peeling walls. You feel your heart beating furiously in your chest, but you try to remain calm. You were trained for this, even if you never thought you’d find yourself in a situation like this.

To your right, there’s Pil-do. His hair is disheveled, his face marked by a fresh cut above his left eyebrow. He’s also tied to the chair, his gaze fixed on you with a fierce determination, but also with a shadow of fear that he tries to hide.

“Hey...” he murmurs in a hoarse voice. “Are you okay?”

“Yes...” you reply, though your throat is dry and the words come out in a broken whisper. “And you?”

“I’ve been through worse,” he tries to joke, but the smile that escapes him is more of a reflex than a genuine expression.

The sound of heavy footsteps approaches. You both tense, eyes meeting, knowing who’s about to enter. The metal door creaks open and Choi Mujin appears in the doorway, his face carved in absolute coldness. He’s dressed in his usual elegant suit, his dark eyes shining with a sharp, cruel intelligence.

“So, finally awake.” His voice is soft, a whisper as sharp as a blade. He enters the room, followed by two of his men who stand on either side of the door, arms crossed and gazes impassive.

“What the hell do you want from us?” Pil-do spits, his gaze fixed on Mujin with palpable hatred.

“From you? Nothing.” Mujin slowly approaches you, his eyes scanning you as if you were a puzzle to be deciphered. “But she… she’s special. And therefore, you’re a problem too.”

You don’t understand what he means. Your mind races, trying to put the pieces together. This was a targeted attack. He knew exactly where to find you.

“If you want me, let go of him. He’s not part of this.” Your voice is louder than you expected, even as your body trembles under Mujin’s icy gaze.

“Ah, love…” he comments sarcastically. “Isn’t it always fun to see how far people are willing to go for someone else?”

Mujin unties only you while pointing a gun at Pildo. "You better do everything I tell you, my dear," he whispers threateningly.

Your hands are freed from the ropes, the sudden relief in your wrists quickly replaced by the weight of Mujin's threat. You stand up slowly, massaging your sore arms as you turn to face Pildo. His eyes are wide with fear and desperation, his body straining against the ropes that bind him.

"Don't listen to him," Pildo hisses, his voice low and urgent. "Whatever he wants, don't give it to him."

Mujin chuckles, the sound cold and mirthless. "Such loyalty," he murmurs, his gun never wavering from its position pointed at Pildo's head. "It's almost... touching."

Mujin also unties Pildo while pointing the gun at him, he sits on the chair and motions for you to sit on his lap. "You better do what I say, or he'll kill your boyfriend with one shot" Mujin threatened. You hesitate, your heart pounding in your chest as you glance between Pildo and Mujin. The cold barrel of the gun pressed against Pildo's temple sends a shiver down your spine. You know Mujin is capable of pulling the trigger without a second thought.

Slowly, you walk over to Mujin, each step feeling like a betrayal. You sit on his lap, the fabric of his suit cool against your skin. His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer, his grip firm and unyielding.

"Good girl," Mujin whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Now, let's have fun, shall we?"

You looked at Pildo to say don't talk because you knew Mujin would pull the trigger. Mujin touches your thigh. "Strip" he orders.

You shoot Pildo a desperate look, silently pleading for him to stay quiet. The fear in his eyes mirrors your own, but he nods slightly, understanding the gravity of the situation.

Mujin's hand on your thigh sends a wave of revulsion through you, but you know you have no choice. Slowly, your fingers trembling, you begin to unbutton your shirt. The fabric slides off your shoulders, revealing your bare skin underneath.

"Keep going," Mujin urges, his voice low and commanding. His grip on your waist tightens, reminding you of the power he holds over you and Pildo.

You reach for the zipper of your pants, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. The humiliation burns, but the fear of what Mujin might do to Pildo if you refuse keeps you moving. As you strip, you feel Mujin's eyes raking over your body, possessive and cruel.

“Now undress me,” he orders you. With shaking hands, you turn your attention to Mujin. You begin to unbutton his shirt, your fingers brushing against his chest. His skin is warm beneath the fabric, and you fight the urge to recoil. Slowly, you slide the shirt off his shoulders, revealing his muscular torso.

"Carefully," he warns, his eyes never leaving yours. "I wouldn't want you to accidentally hurt me."

You nod, your throat tight with fear and disgust. As you reach for his belt, you glance at Pildo. His face is contorted with anger and helplessness, his fists clenched at his sides. You wish you could comfort him, but all you can do is silently beg for his forgiveness.

With trembling fingers, you undo Mujin's belt and pants, pushing them down his legs. He lifts his hips to help you, a cruel smile playing on his lips. You can feel his eyes boring into you, watching your every move with sadistic pleasure.

As you finish undressing Mujin, he stands up, pulling you with him. His naked body presses against yours, and you feel sick at the contact. He turns you around, pushing you down onto the chair he was sitting on moments ago.

"Now, let's see how well you can entertain me," he says, his voice dripping with menace. He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Remember, one wrong move and your boyfriend dies."

You nod, tears streaming down your face. You've never felt so helpless, so violated. But you know you have to do whatever Mujin says to keep Pildo safe.

Mujin smirks, his eyes glinting with cruel satisfaction. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear. "Let the games begin,"You feel Mujin's hands roaming over your body, his touch possessive and degrading. You try to shut down, to detach yourself from the situation, but his words and actions keep pulling you back.

"Look at me," he demands, his grip on your chin tightening. "I want to see the fear in your eyes."

You force yourself to meet his gaze, your vision blurred by tears. His eyes are cold, devoid of empathy or humanity. He leans in closer, his lips hovering just above yours.

"You're mine now," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "And I'm going to enjoy breaking you."

His words send a chill down your spine. You know he means every threat, every cruel promise. But you also know that you have to endure this, no matter what. For Pildo. For yourself.

As Mujin's hands continue their exploration, you try to focus on anything else.

Mujin straddles you and lines up his cock at your entrance. "Now I understand why your boyfriend is so in love with you," he grunts.

You feel the head of Mujin's cock pressing against your entrance, and you tense, a wave of panic washing over you. You try to squeeze your legs together, to resist, but his weight keeps you pinned down.

"Please," you whisper, your voice trembling. "Don't do this."

Mujin ignores your plea, his grip on your hips tightening. "Shut up," he growls, his voice low and menacing. "You're going to take it like a good girl, or I'll make sure your boyfriend suffers."

You glance at Pildo, your heart breaking at the anguish on his face. You know Mujin will carry out his threat without hesitation. With a shuddering breath, you force your body to relax, bracing yourself for the inevitable.

Mujin pushes forward, entering you with a harsh thrust. You cry out at the sudden intrusion, your nails digging into the arms of the chair. He starts to move, his rhythm brutal and unforgiving.

"Fuck," he grunts, his eyes locked on yours.

Mujin slaps your ass. "Ride me or your boyfriend dies" he threatens.

The slap stings, but it's nothing compared to the fear that grips your heart at Mujin's threat. You know he's capable of anything, and the thought of Pildo being hurt because of you is unbearable.

With trembling legs, you push yourself up, your hands gripping Mujin's shoulders for support. Slowly, you start to move, lifting yourself up and down his length. Tears stream down your face as you force your body to comply with his demands.

"That's it," Mujin praises, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Ride me like the whore you are."

You bite your lip to stifle a sob, your eyes fixed on the wall in front of you. You can't look at Pildo, can't bear to see the pain and helplessness in his gaze. Instead, you focus on the rhythm, on the sensation of Mujin's cock sliding in and out of you.

The moan escapes your lips before you can stop it, a sound of humiliation and despair. Mujin's grip on your hips tightens, his fingers digging into your skin.

"That's right," he growls, his hips thrusting up to meet yours. "Let me hear how much you're enjoying this."

You shake your head, trying to deny the physical response your body is having. But the more you move, the more your body betrays you. Your nipples harden, your skin flushes with heat.

"No," you whisper, tears streaming down your face. "I'm not..."

Mujin silences you with a kiss, his lips brutal and demanding. His tongue forces its way into your mouth, claiming you completely. You gag, but he doesn't stop, his hand coming up to grip your throat.

You struggle against Mujin's grip, but he's too strong. His hand squeezes your throat, cutting off your air supply. Black spots dance in your vision as you gasp for breath.

Suddenly, he releases you, and you collapse against his chest, coughing and sputtering. He laughs, the sound cruel and mocking.

"Look at you," he sneers. "So responsive. I think I'm going to have a lot of fun breaking you."

He grabs your hair, yanking your head back. "Now, be a good girl and come for me. Show me how much you love this."

His other hand reaches between your legs, his fingers finding your clit. He rubs it roughly, his touch sending jolts of unwanted pleasure through your body.

"No," you whimper, but your body betrays you.

Mujin slaps your face making you moan. "If you come on my cock like the good girl you are, I'll make your boyfriend fuck your ass while I ruin your pussy" he says putting two fingers in your mouth. The slap stings, but it's the cruel words that truly hurt. You gag on Mujin's fingers as he forces them into your mouth, your eyes wide with shock and horror at his suggestion.

"No," you try to say around his digits, but it comes out as a muffled protest. Tears stream down your cheeks, your body shaking with revulsion and fear.

Mujin pulls his fingers out of your mouth, using them to grip your chin instead. He forces you to look at him, his eyes cold and merciless.

"Yes," he insists, his voice low and threatening. "You're going to come on my cock, and then your boyfriend is going to fuck your ass while I ruin your pussy. That's the deal."

He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "Or I could just kill him now and take you both anyway. Your choice."

You glance at Pildo, your heart breaking at the despair in his eyes.

You know you have no choice. With a sob, you start moving again, riding Mujin's cock with renewed vigor. You try to block out the humiliation, the revulsion, focusing only on the physical sensations.

Mujin groans, his grip on your hips tightening. "That's it," he pants. "Come for me, you little slut."

His words, combined with the friction of his cock and the threat of what's to come, push you over the edge. You come with a scream, your body convulsing around him.

Mujin follows shortly after, his hips jerking as he spills inside you. He pulls out, his semen dripping down your thighs.

"Good girl," he says, patting your cheek condescendingly. "Now, let's get your boyfriend ready for his turn."

He stands up, grabbing Pildo by the hair and dragging him over. Pildo struggles, but Mujin's men quickly overpower him, forcing him to his knees in front of you.

"Fuck her ass," Mujin orders, his voice cold and commanding.

Mujin grabs Pildo's hair, forcing him to look at you. "You heard me," he snarls. "Fuck her ass. Now."

Pildo's eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of anger, helplessness, and apology. He knows he has no choice, just like you didn't. Slowly, reluctantly, he positions himself behind you.

His hands tremble as he spreads your cheeks, his breath hot against your skin. You feel the head of his cock pressing against your tight hole, and you tense instinctively.

"Relax," Mujin warns, his voice cold and threatening. "Or I'll make sure he regrets it."

You take a deep breath, trying to force your body to comply. Pildo pushes forward, entering you slowly, carefully. You gasp at the intrusion, your fingers digging into the chair.

"That's it," Mujin encourages, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Fuck her good. Show me how much you love her."

Pildo starts to move, his thrusts hesitant at first, then gaining momentum. You can feel every inch of him, the sensation foreign and overwhelming.

You moaned and leaned into Pildo as you kissed his jaw. Mujin watches with a cruel smile as Pildo's thrusts become more urgent. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear. "Look at you two," he murmurs. "So in love. It's almost... touching."

His hand comes up to grip your throat, squeezing lightly. "Keep going," he orders Pildo. "Fuck her harder. Show me how much you care."

Pildo's hips snap forward, his movements becoming more aggressive. You moan, the sensation of being filled in both holes overwhelming. Tears stream down your face as you kiss Pildo's jaw, trying to offer him some comfort in this nightmare.

"That's it," Mujin praises, his grip on your throat tightening slightly. "You're doing so well. Both of you."

His other hand reaches between your legs, his fingers finding your clit. He rubs it roughly, his touch sending jolts of unwanted pleasure through your body.

You feel Mujin's cock pressing against your already stretched pussy, and you tense, a wave of panic washing over you. But he's already pushing in, filling you completely. The sensation of being stretched in both holes is overwhelming, the line between pleasure and pain blurring.

"Fuck," Mujin grunts, his hips thrusting in rhythm with Pildo's. "She's so tight. You're lucky, boy. I'm giving you a taste of paradise."

You moan, the sound muffled against Pildo's jaw. Your body is on fire, sensations bombarding you from all sides. Despite the horror of the situation, you can feel the heat building in your core. Your nipples harden, your skin flushes with heat.

"No," you whimper, ashamed of your body's reaction. "I don't... I don't want this."But your words are a lie.

Pildo moans and tightens your titts as he fucks you harder. "Come on baby, I know you like it" Pildo whispers as he fucks your ass harder, looking complicitly at Choi Mujin.

You gasp as Pildo's fingers dig into your breasts, his touch sending electric shocks through your body. His words, whispered in your ear, fill you with a mix of shame and arousal.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Mujin's voice is a low, dangerous purr. "Look at you, sandwiched between us, loving every minute of it."

He leans in, his teeth grazing your neck. "You're a dirty little slut, and we're going to use you until you can't walk."

Pildo's thrusts become more frenzied, his hips slamming against your ass. "Come on, baby," he pants, his voice strained. "Come for us. Show us how much you love it."

Your body responds to their words, their touches, their movements. The pleasure builds, coiling tight in your core. You try to resist, but it's a losing battle. With a scream, you come, your body convulsing between them.

"Yes," Mujin hisses, his grip on your hips tightening.

You moan loudly, the sensation of their large cocks filling you completely overwhelming your senses. In a moment of weakness, you grab Mujin's face and pull him into a desperate, passionate kiss. His lips are cold and unyielding at first, but then he responds, his tongue invading your mouth with a fierce hunger.

Pildo groans, his hips stuttering as he feels you squeeze around him. "Fuck, baby," he pants, his fingers digging into your breasts. "You're so fucking tight. I can feel every inch of Mujin's cock through your walls."

Mujin breaks the kiss, his eyes dark with lust and cruelty. "That's it," he growls. "Kiss me like you mean it. Show me how much you love being used by us."

He starts to move again, his thrusts brutal and unforgiving. Pildo matches his rhythm, the two men fucking you in perfect synchronization.

You moan loudly, the pleasure overwhelming your senses as their thick cocks fill you completely. In a moment of desperation, you turn your head and capture Pildo's lips in a passionate kiss. He responds eagerly, his tongue tangling with yours as he continues to thrust into your ass.

Mujin groans, his grip on your hips tightening. "Fuck, yes," he growls. "Kiss him like you mean it. Show us how much you love being filled by both of us."

You deepen the kiss with Pildo, pouring all your fear, humiliation, and unwanted arousal into it. Your body rocks between them, taking their cocks deeper and deeper with each thrust.

"That's it," Mujin praises, his voice strained. "You're ours now. Our little slut to use however we want."

The degrading words send a shiver down your spine, but your body responds eagerly. You can feel another orgasm building, the pleasure coiling tight in your core.

"So good," you groan, your voice thick with pleasure and desperation. "Keep going. Don't stop."

Mujin smirks, his eyes glinting with sadistic satisfaction. "Look at you, begging for more. You're loving every minute of this, aren't you?"

He increases his pace, his thrusts becoming more aggressive. Pildo follows suit, his hips slapping against your ass in a relentless rhythm.

"Yes," you cry out, your body shaking with each impact. "Fuck me. Use me. I'm yours."

The words spill out before you can stop them, a desperate plea for release. You're no longer in control, your body acting on its own accord. All you can do is surrender to the overwhelming sensations.

"That's right," Mujin pants, his grip on your hips bruising. "You're ours. Our little fuck toy to do with as we please."

He leans in, his teeth sinking into your shoulder. The sharp pain mixes with the pleasure, pushing you closer to the edge.

"Come for us," Mujin demands, his voice a low, commanding growl. "Show us how much you love being used by both of us at the same time."

His words, combined with the relentless thrusting of their cocks, send you over the edge. You scream as your orgasm crashes through you, your body convulsing uncontrollably between them.

"That's it," Pildo groans, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Fuck, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna fill your ass."

"Me too," Mujin hisses, his hips jerking as he reaches his peak. "Come with us, slut. Milk our cocks with your tight holes."

You're overwhelmed by sensation, your body shaking and shuddering as you're filled with their hot seed. They continue to thrust, drawing out your orgasm until you're a boneless, trembling mess between them.

You cuddle into Pildo's chest finding comfort and Mujin smiles. "You can go, boy you're lucky your girlfriend is hot otherwise you'd be dead by now."

You collapse against Pildo's chest, exhausted and emotionally drained. His arms wrap around you, holding you close as you bury your face in his neck. His familiar scent offers a small measure of comfort in the aftermath of the horrifying ordeal.

Mujin's cruel words hang in the air, a reminder of the precariousness of your situation. You feel Pildo tense beneath you, his hands tightening into fists at his sides.

"You're a fucking monster," Pildo spits, his voice shaking with rage and fear. "She's not some object for you to use and discard. She's a person, with feelings and dignity."

Mujin laughs, the sound cold and mirthless. "Go away with her before I kill you."

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