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"Be a nice girl and eat what's on your plate," Jungkook repeats for the third time since he dragged you to sit for dinner.

You don't answer, don't even acknowledge he spoke, looking at your manicure. You had gotten your nails done this afternoon, opting for a baby-blue theme. You can hear him sigh from where he was sat and keep yourself from smiling in content. Your plan was working : he'll be fucking your brain out in a matter of seconds now.

"Okay, listen," he starts, tone stone cold and eyes piercing. "Here's the thing, little girl : you're living under my roof, and you don't get to make your own rules." He bangs his fist on the table when he notices how you remain unmoving, nostrils flaring with anger because if there was one thing that jungkook hated, it was being ignored. "And you even less get to disrespect me like you are doing right now ! When I speak, you look at me. Do you understand that, or should I repeat ?"

You stare up to see your provider leaning forward with both hands flat on the wooden surface, white shirt unbuttoned at the base of his collarbone and perfectly brushed black hair accentuating the deepness of his irises. "I think I didn't fully understand...", you pout, knowing damn well in what shit you're getting yourself into. It's almost as if you could already feel your wet hole get sore.

Jungkook blinks once before he's chuckling darkly, shaking his head in disbelief. "Oh, I see...", he nods to himself, staring at you without a word for a minute, giving you a taste of what is to come in the hard brown of his eyes and you have to cross your legs, ashamed of how you're dripping wet already. He smirks knowingly, shaking his index at you, "maybe you should come closer, just to make sure you hear me loud and clear this time."

His voice has goosebumps spreading across your skin and you gulp as you get up. The tight fabric of your mini-skirt does little to keep your meaty thighs from his predaceous gaze. You stand one feet away from him who's still sat on his seat, his black slacks hugging his muscular legs perfectly, especially complimenting the protruding tent of his middle. A whine escapes at the sight, hole clenching around air and you feel envy bubble in your veins like it would for a child when they see a toy. You needed jungkook's pretty cock in you.

"Daddy...", you call defeatedly, looking up at him with begging eyes. Reaching out for him to take you on his lap, shush you softly while making you bounce on his thick thigh to appease your whines, you're met with a laugh.

"Tsk, keep your hands to yourself, brat," jungkook whistles, smirking at your neediness. Oh how fast the tables have the tendency to turn in his favor... "What ? Did you think you could act like a slut while being sat at my table and then beg for some cock ? How dumb are you..."

Tears blur your vision at his words, frustration creeping up like wildfire. He's so cruel, "you're so mean...!", you protest, stomping your foot, which only makes his smirk spread even more.

"Aw, is that so, baby ? Don't you think you deserved it, little thing ?" You turn around, ready to leave him to sit alone, if it wasn't for his fingers gripping your hair. "Ah ah ah, what did I just tell you about ignoring me when I speak ?" Jungkook sighs behind you, getting up from the stool without letting go of your hair. "Looks like I did a poor job at teaching you respect..." His mouth is hovering your ear, voice sultry, making you shiver in anticipation. "Let me correct that right away, then."

Jungkook guides you to lean over the table harshly, one hand holding you at the base of your neck while the other lifts your skirt over your ass. You have your hands resting on each side of your head but to no purpose, the strength with which he was holding you down making you struggle to even as much as glance back at him. You do, though, and see Jungkook staring like a starved man at your buttocks, hand fondling them before he spanks them sharply, the shock resonating in the empty room. You yelp out in surprise and pain, flesh stinging.

"I must not look away when daddy's speaking to me." Jungkook lectures you before he spanks you once more, making you bite down on your lips. "Repeat."

"I must n-not look away when daddy's speaking to m-me," you recite, feeling your juices gushing out of your pussy and down the inside of your thigh.

Another slap and you whine in protestation, but he says just one word : "again."

Drool is pooling at the corner of your mouth, "I must not l-look away when daddy's speaking t-to me," you repeat nonetheless and hear jungkook unbuckling his belt. "Daddy..." you weakly call, hole shivering in fear, the kind of fear that had warmth pooling your panties.

"No, daddy doesn't want to hear a single word coming from your bratty mouth unless he asks you to, understand ?", he orders sternly, fingers teasing your puckered hole.

"Yes, daddy, yes, I understand."

He pushes a finger inside, a long moan running on your tongue. But jungkook doesn't move it, just stuffs your pussy with his tattooed finger in a way that feels uncomfortable but pleasurable somehow. Then another. And a third. And before your can even realize, four of his fingers are knuckle deep inside your drenched pussy.

"So fucking wet. What a whore," he groans as he starts pumping his digits in and out of you, "tight little cunt hugging my fingers so well... even your hole is an attention seeker— ugh..."

You whine softly, repeating 'please' like a broken record. "Humpf–! D-daddy, daddy, please— oh !" you mewl lewdly, walls sucking his fingers deeper, repeatedly hitting your special spot. "Ow...! Daddy, i'm so close, daddy, please — um..."

If anything, this makes jungkook go even harder on your poor little pussy, stretching it out and making you go crazy, thighs shaking so badly he has to hold your waist so that you don't fall to the ground like a rag doll. Your orgasm comes crashing down on you like thunder, incoherent sounds leaving your lips as jungkook keeps his pace, not once slowing to let you regain even a percent of your consciousness. Tears have started streaming down your cheeks, soaking the space between your skin and the table. You could feel buckets of your cum gushing out of you, lewd noises filling your headspace and keeping you from forming a single thought.

"Fuck," jungkook curses, frowning at the sight, his bulge throbbing painfully in his pants. "Oh, what a whore you are. You wanted this, didn't you ? Wanted it so bad..." He takes his fingers out, wiping them on your ass. Finding it didn't work good enough, he brings his digits in front of your mouth, knuckles knocking on the table as an order to open up. Which you do, licking his fingers clean, eyes closed. "Seems like you understood the lesson this time, pretty thing," Jungkook scoffs, manhandling you to sit on his lap after repositioning your skirt over your red bottom.

You whimper, hiding yourself in the crook of his neck, fingers tugging on the fabric of his shirt, his warmth grounding you slowly.

Jungkook wraps his arms around you, pressing kisses on the top of your head occasionally. "You're daddy's pretty little girl, always so ready to endure anything. Daddy's little brat," he mutters gently, caressing your cheek. "You took my fingers in so well, baby, I'm so proud of you." You nod, smiling a little at the praise. "You're going to be ready to take my cock in no time, and I can't wait for that." He continues, guiding your hand down to feel his boner that looked like it could tear the pants down at any given time. Jungkook chuckles at your surprised stare, kissing your temple, "See how hard you make me feel, angel ? And all of this is going to belong to your pretty cunt, just like your pussy belongs to me."

You giggle, excited like a child at what he was hinting to, wrapping your arms around his muscular neck.

"Since you took your punishment like a big girl, you can take my black card to go shopping," Jungkook smiles, earning a hard kiss from you who squeals like a kid at Christmas.

"Really ? Thank you, daddy ! I love you !", you exclaim, secretly grinning at how your plan went down successfully. Poor Jeon Jungkook would regret being so generous...