BTS has a song called “IF I RULED THE WORLD” on their debut album from 2013. They are actually starting to rule the world of music. Breaking records and music charts just hours after a comeback.
Lately, I’ve been rewatching alot of videos of BTS back in 2014-15 and it makes me realize how much these 7 boys have grown. They have went through so much to get to where they are now. BTS started from a small, unknown company and they didn’t even expect 300 people to come to an event. They were happy with even the fewest fans. Now they have thousands of fans that love them no matter what. They were the first group that weren’t in the Big3 companies to win the Daesang. They reached almost 10 million views on an MV before 24 hours.
BTS had accomplished so much and they continue to strive to be the best. Please don’t hate them and support them. ARMYs, stop bringing other groups down and insulting them because you’re bringing a bad image to all ARMYs and BTS. If you truely love them, just support them because they are happy with just that. Let’s help BTS become world stars before 2020. (That’s when Jin enters military service.) Please support BTS!
So I had been experimenting with what I wanted to do with the final chapter of this. I came up with an idea from my good friend @silhouetted-beauty which you guys should check out her stories because her shit is amazing. This will be the last story it’s so hard to write aggressive things all the time haha but I hope you guys enjoy this. It also steamed off from a request @thegirlthatlikesasianboys made so I hope she of all people love the ending I put on this <3
“Y/N! Get in here right now!” Hoseok barked out causing you
to jump to your feet and scramble into the front room. The short black French
maid outfit that you had on was rising up your legs as you pressed your clasped
fists against the front of your body below your stomach. “Why is this shelf not
dusted?” Hoseok asked pointing ahead towards the shelf that had the TV in the
middle of it. Looking back at the male who was half dressed in sweatpants and
no shirt you shrugged your shoulders looking off.
“You didn’t tell me to dust it today..” You mumbled quietly.
“Do I always have to tell you what to do when you don’t
listen anyway?” He asked causing your bottom lip to twitch.
“No?” He asked you shifting his body on the couch causing
you to grit your teeth before you gave him a hard smile your eyes resting on
“No sir.” You chirped lightly.
“You’re not cute Y/N get to dusting or I’m taking away your
privilege to watch TV.” You opened your mouth to protest but the look in his
eyes told you to just drop it and let it go like you had been doing for the
past two weeks. As if things couldn’t get worse Namjoon unlocks the door
walking in wearing matching sweat pants to what Hoseok had on with a black tank
top and a beanie.
“Daddy is back.” He sang looking around the house.
“Actually, you’re mommy this week. And I’ve missed you. We
both have.” Hoseok let his eyes roam down to his dick before he leaned up a bit
to tug Namjoon into his arms. They shared a long kiss, Namjoon straddling
Hoseok as they touched over each other’s body. Breaking the kiss Namjoon looked
at you licking his lips. He had pity on you, that outfit wasn’t helping
anything. But because Hoseok wanted it they both had to punish you and it was
for a good reason, you broke a rule and you knew better than to disobey him.
“What are you looking at maid? You’re supposed to be
cleaning and then off to bed.” Hoseok warned in a harsh tone.
“But you said I could watch TV!” You shouted at him stomping
your foot. Hoseok glared at you trying to get up. Namjoon seeing this pushed
the usual playful male down.
“Y/N just clean the front room up and I promise tomorrow I
will let you watch all the TV in the world. You’ve been a very good girl.” He
praised you as Hoseok slipped his hands under the male’s shirt pinching his
nipples. Sighing you turned around grabbing the feather duster starting to dust
the shelves starting with the bottom one moving up to the top. It was very hard
for you to concentrate hearing such lewd seductive sounds coming from the men
behind you, and once you heard the wet sounds and choking following you were
walking to your room balling your first around the duster lightly slamming the
door and plopping face first on your bed.
It had been two long weeks since Hoseok had popped up on you
and Namjoon after you broke rules that was established. Hoseok was furious and
you had never saw him so upset. He told you not only did you break his trust
but you hurt him because he expected more from you. So, he banned you from all
kinds of contact of sex. You weren’t allowed to spend much time outside of your
room, you couldn’t have your stuffed animals that they won you at carnivals.
Nothing. Not even your collars and you had to wear your maid outfit that they
had brought you and clean up whatever it was they needed cleaning. It was
torture! Because they still fucked each other, slept in the bed with each other
they were happy while you were in misery. Frustrated many nights because you
felt it was unfair. It was one rule and you were sure when they were on tour
they were breaking rules or messing around with one another so why couldn’t you
do it? Hearing both of them moan in the front room disturbing your thoughts
only made you more upset to the point where angry tears were streaking down
your face as you caved into sleep but not before promising yourself of revenge.
The next few days were the same, Hoseok treating you more
like a friend then a lover not even sparing you glances. So, you slipped off
your panties that Friday morning walking into the front room with your maid
outfit on. The black skirt outlined with white fringes tight against your
mid-thigh. Your top pressing tightly against your plump breast with the little
ruffles accenting your skin. The collar having ribbons around your neck that
you tied into a bow. White thigh highs clipped onto your garter you strode into
the front room with a wide smile. Of course, Hoseok ignored you again burying
his head in his phone. Instead of asking him what your task was for the day you
walked towards the coffee table bending down to pick up the duster. Sweeping it
across the books starting on the lowest shelf. Your ass sticking out as you
bend over, heel slightly turning in the opposite direction to make your toes
touch. Your arm reached out to dust along the clean shelf and you heard a
slight choke of air from behind you causing instant gratification.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Hoseok asked you causing
you to look back at him tilting you head innocently.
“What do you mean sir?” You asked jutting out your lower lip
making yourself innocent but nothing over the top because he would’ve saw
“Where are your panties.” He asked you after a while.
Namjoon made his way from the kitchen pausing in his tracks seeing the sight in
front of him. His cock twitching at the sight of you bent over. He had fucking missed your body everything
about you, how you tasted and smelt. How you felt wrapped around him as he
pulled your hair and marked your skin. He enjoyed Hoseok nonetheless but he
knew the male was craving to have you again just as much as he was.
“You never said I had to wear panties sir. Therefore, when I
got up I didn’t find it necessary to go the extra mile to put them on after
sleeping in nothing last night. Smiling sweetly, you stood up straight dusting
a few more parts of the shelf before going into the kitchen to clean, Hoseok
reached up to grip at your wrist glaring up at you the lust slowly unraveling
in his eyes making your body tremble.
“This isn’t over. K-“ Hoseok paused taking a deep breath
through his nostrils swearing to himself he wouldn’t call you that again until
you made up for what you did. “Y/N.” He said softly letting you go.
“Yes sir. I will enjoy the day when you actually talk to
me.” Jerking your wrist of the way from him you walked past Namjoon who was
dumbfounded holding a piece of toast.
That weekend it continued. The constant torture you gave to
both males. Leaning over them to clean the counter or dropping things
‘accidentally’ so that you could bend over. Your favorite was cleaning the
floor with a towel on your knees with your ass high in the air as you cleaned
the stains up from the floor. Your backtalk had also gotten worse against
Hoseok. Everyday Namjoon came home it was a different argument and it seemed to
be blowing over for the both of you. He himself was guilty with getting in it
and defending Hoseok causing you to tear up and turn away from him. He was
bewildered and he didn’t know what to do but he knew the sex ban was affecting
everyone in the house, not even hand jobs were enough to get him off. Growling
as he rolled over from the couch glaring daggers at both you and Hoseok who
were having a shouting match.
“I sweat if you talk to me like that I will take something
else away!” Hoseok shouted his face red as he stood up.
“That’s all you ever do is take shit away! Let’s make it a
hobby because you don’t fucking know me!”
“I know that you’re a spoiled ass little brat who needs to
learn her place!”
“Oh yeah and what are you going to do to teach me that
lesson? Touch me?! HEAVEN FORBID! Fuck you!” Namjoon felt his mouth drop open
for what seemed the millionth time that week. The submissive little loving
kitten they had was replaced by a fiery hungry lioness.
“Kitten.” Hoseok spoke after a while. His face unreadable
but his eyes bearing into yours. You swallowed the lump in your throat, your
legs instantly buckling from how he called out for you. “Bed.” He said simply.
You didn’t trust it, but for some reason your feet was carrying you towards
their bedroom without another argument. Your legs feeling like jelly with every
step you took towards that direction. Crawling on the bed once you pushed the
door open you were sitting on your ass waiting for him. Hoseok came into the
room with Namjoon after some seconds shutting the door he eyed you rolling his
“The sex ban is lifted.” Hoseok started and of course you
perked up but the look on Namjoon’s and Hoseok’s face made your stomach sink
“I’m very disappointed in you kitten. You keep breaking
rules. And yes, trust me I know that Hoseok has been unfair but so have you. If
you would just come and talk to us, open up we wouldn’t have to keep torturing
you and ourselves. You don’t think we’ve seen how soaking wet your pussy is
after you hear us have sex? Or how frustrated you get because you want to touch
us.” Namjoon sighed softly.
“Or how I’ve heard you crying in that room every day this
week?” Hoseok asked causing you to open your eyes wide because you couldn’t
believe it. There was pain on his face that you noticed for the first time, and
you opened your mouth to breath out an apology but he wasn’t taken it. “No, the
only sounds I will hear from your mouth for the next few hours will be your
cries of pleasure. You’re not allowed to say anything unless we ask you a
question or you need to use your safe word.” When Hoseok said that you thought
you were going to turn into a puddle of nothing. “Understood?” He asked you and
taking a while to wrap your head around things you nodded slowly and he smiled
stripping himself of his polo shirt. “Good kitten. Get into position, eyes
down.” Getting off the bed you crawled on your hands and knees to rest in front
of Hoseok your eyes cast downward on his feet because right now you weren’t
allowed to see his face. “Strip.” Hoseok cooed and you nodded your head, hands
trying to fidget to quickly take off the tight thin material leaving you in a
white bra no panties and thigh highs pressed against your thighs. “Hands in
front of you.” He instructed and you did so holding out your trembling limbs
pressing them with your closed fists face up wrists side by side.
“Good girl.” Hoseok cooed out reaching a hand down to undo
your ponytail ruffling your hair. Namjoon moved from the closet, walking up
behind you he tied a black blindfold around your eyes making sure it was
secure, soon he was wrapping his arms around your waist to tie your hands
together with a silk ribbon making sure that your hands were bound together. He
kissed under your ear against one of your favorite spots biting on your ear
gently. Namjoon moved back from your body going to strip himself of his shirt
and his pants. He moved back into the closet grabbing at the camera and the
camera stand setting it up and the end of the bed. He made sure that it was
angled good enough to see the bed and you right now on the floor fidgeting and
moving in front of Hoseok who was watching you with a soft smile. Namjoon felt
some relief in his body, the tension rolling off his shoulders as he moved to
sit down in the chair to watch you all and enjoy the show.
“Do you have any idea of how much I want to do to you? How I
want to ruin that little pussy?” Hoseok asked you threading his fingers into
your hair pulling back gently. “How much I just want to paint your body with
bruises and my cum? I get to mark you all day as my dirty little slut and
you’re going to take everything I give you. Every kiss. Every touch. Every
inch.” Hoseok growled as he crashed his lips against yours taking your breath
away. You kissed him back letting him take over, his lips moving against yours
marking the plump flesh. His teeth were clamping down onto your bottom lip his
tongue moving to swipe across your bottom lip. Your mouth opened and he eagerly
shoved his tongue into your mouth. Licking and sucking onto every ounce of your
mouth, over your teeth and the roof of your mouth over your tongue swirling it
with his and pushing it as if he was trying to shove it down your throat. His
other hand moved to grip at your breast holding it in his hand. Moving to
massage it up and down your skin that was getting hot and littered with
goosebumps as your body was embraced by the warm feeling. Hoseok slid his hand
down from your breast to hook it under your ass lifting you up he walked you to
the bed his lips still entangled with yours. Throwing you onto the bed he
looked down at your body naked before him. He smirked moving you until you were
in front of the camera feet pressing down against the edge of the bed and your
ass pressing against the middle. “I want you to touch yourself for us. If you
want to cum I think you will be a good girl yes?” Hoseok asked trailing his
long fingers up and down your parted thighs.
Nervously you swallowed nodding your head. Your hands
drifted down towards your crotch, it was a bit hard to move your wrist because
of the material that was biding your wrist together but regardless you slowly
started to stroke your clit throwing your head back as you moaned for them.
Your heart rate was speeding up as your middle finger was circling around your
clit but it wasn’t enough and you knew they knew that because you used to
always get frustrated whenever they would come home throwing fits when you just
wanted them to finger you and make you cum. Poking out your lower lip you slid
your middle finger inside of you, moving your hips up against your finger. Your
breast pressed together as your body sped up trying to feel more friction.
Trying to slid your fingers deeper your anger started to rise a growl ripping
from your throat.
“If you can’t even be a good girl and fuck yourself why
would you disobey us? You know that we are always more than ready to fuck you
until you’re begging for mercy.” Namjoon stated flicking his tongue along his lower
lip wetting it. The sight before him turning him on and making him realize how
needy he actually was for you with how his member throbbed in his pants. Hoseok
could also feel all the blood rushing south and more than anything he had just
wanted to touch you. He needed you no toys no anything just you.
“Y/N. You’re so lucky I have no patience because I was going
to tear you apart until you were sobbing. Now I just want to be inside of you.”
Hoseok tore your fingers from your heat licking across your soaked fingers to
clean them. Namjoon leaning forward to dart his tongue along the insides of
your spread thighs moaning at the soft skin that was meeting his tongue. He
marked hickeys all over your parted thighs, your legs trembling from the feeling
of his plump lips on your skin. Hoseok pressed your bound hands back against
the mattress leaning down to part your lips with one of his hands his tongue
licked from your slit to your clit. Crying out you arched your back from the
jolt that shook your body. Hoseok smirked, he loved those reactions you gave
whenever he was going down on you, his tongue flicking and circling around your
pink bud before he was enclosing his tongue around it sucking on it. Namjoon
crept closer until his tongue was sliding inside of your pussy. Your mouth fell
open as you fist at the sheets above your head. Both males using their tongues
to elicit a different reaction from you. Hoseok kissed up your body to your
breast pressing his lips around your left nipple. Sucking on it, he let his
first and middle finger rub at your clit side to side at a fast pace as Namjoon
took the liberty to press his tongue all around the insides of your walls.
Whimpering against the bed your hips bucked up, your hands itching for more
“Daddy Hoseok. Please let me touch you.” It was the way you
called his name that had him growling and nodding against your skin signaling for
you to do so. Hands moving to tangle in his hair you felt as he slid his tongue
all over your body as to remind himself how every single part of you tasted. He
bit softly onto your stomach crawling his lips back up to bury his face in the
crook of your neck.
“Are you going to be a good girl and give your cum to daddy Namjoon?
He really wants to taste your sweet juices. I bet your tight pussy wrapped
around his tongue so good, didn’t it? Almost like our first time.” Hoseok
chuckled lightly, pressing wet kisses against your skin. His words mixing in
with his actions and the curving of Namjoon’s tongue how he flicked it rapidly
against your spot had you releasing on his tongue your hips trying to thrash
around the bed, lips parted as a cry escaped from them. Both males helped you
ride out your orgasm until you were still jerking your hips every now and then still
sensitive from the oral.
“I think she is ready to take us.” Namjoon stated once he
pulled back from your pussy to wipe off his lips and chin. Hoseok nodded his
head as both of them stripped down until everyone in the room was bear. Hoseok
took off your blindfold and Namjoon moved to pick you up for him. Hoseok walked in front of you, his eyes
locking on your eyes. He lifted up your arms to wrap around his head, his hands
going to grip at your hips, he lifted you up aligning your heat with his shaft.
Pressing his forehead against yours Hoseok slowly sunk himself into you burying
himself deep inside of you. Both of you groaning and slight whimpers left your
lips as your hands played with the hairs at the nape of his neck. He held you
down on his shaft for a bit listening to your little pain sounds his lips found
yours as he tried his best to kiss away the pain, despite being upset with your
stubbornness he couldn’t help but love you and he wouldn’t do anything to hurt
you. Waiting for you to signal him so he could move he was content with just
kissing you. But once you gave him the ok he wasted no time slamming himself
inside of you to stretch you back out for him. He pulled back from the kiss to
give a husky moan of your name, the lust falling off of the way he said it. He
bit on your bottom lip sucking on the flesh as he motioned with two fingers for
Namjoon to come forward. Namjoon had been enjoying the show stroking off his
slicked member as he watched you too indulge in one another. Namjoon aligned
his member with your puckered asshole, Hoseok moving his hands to spread your
cheeks wide for him. Namjoon grit his teeth, he knew you would be in some pain
so he tried to get it over with. Slowly sliding inside of you he listened to
you cry out, he was hesitant about to pull out when you objected telling him
you wanted it to hurt and in his mind technically it still was punishment.
Giving into your demand he slammed his hips forward until he was buried inside
of you. Both males stopped moving, Namjoon’s fingers came around your waist to
circle against your clit calming you down a bit. They both whispered sweet
words and dirty little sayings into your ear getting you to relax for them to
move. Standing up made it a little better, you knew if you would have been laying
down you would’ve had to stop. Nodding your head, you gave a hard clench around
both men who took that as an okay to keep going. They set a rhythm when Namjoon
pulled out so would Hoseok both men gripping your body and slamming into you at
the same time. Choked cries left your lips as you took the rough thrusting,
different nail markings in your body that you knew would make you sore for
sure. Your hips couldn’t move between the two so you just enjoyed it, your eyes
drifting shut as you listened to the heavy breaths each male took or how they
silently muttered your name followed by strings of curses. You kept tightening
around them both, trying to contribute to their pleasure in some way, Namjoon
went back to rubbing your clit while Hoseok aimed for your spot fucking you as
hard as he could. It didn’t take long for the combination to have you sobbing
and begging for release, and this time around you waited until you were given a
yes before you started to cum for the both of them. Namjoon was the next one to
spill his cum milking your tight asshole as he gave you every last drop a lot
coming out of his member. Hoseok kept it up, not wanting to cum because he
loved the feeling of being buried deep inside of you. Your head rolling forward
to rest on his shoulder you held him trying to bounce yourself on him and it
was your turn to mutter sweet nothings in his ear causing him to groan and give
into you. He spilled his cum inside of you, his legs shaking as he held you up.
Namjoon slipped out of you going to get a towel from the bathroom and Hoseok carried
you to the bed sliding out of you. You felt sore and empty put content, letting
Namjoon wipe you off you reached blindly for Hoseok who pulled you into your
chest rubbing his hands up and down your thighs to aid the throbbing. Namjoon
soon joined you both on the bed doing the same thing causing you to pass out
from contentment and exhaustion.
TOO MUCH POWER FOR ONE WOMAN TO HAVE: Tina performing in front of the 188,000 who packed Rio de Janeiro’s
Maracanã Stadium, January 16, 1988 therefore making music history. To this day, Turner remains the female artist with the highest paid attended concert in history.