Jungkook loomed beside him, unbuckling his belt with a sharp snap that made Y/N flinch. 'Strip her. Now.' He commanded Taehyung, but his gaze pinned Y/N like a vice. She scrambled to obey, peeling off her tight party dress, the fabric whispering down her thighs until she knelt naked between them, goosebumps prickling her skin in the cool air.

Taehyung yanked her wrists behind her back, looping his belt around them tight enough to bite into her flesh. 'Hands stay there. You don't touch unless we say.' He slapped her thighs apart, exposing her dripping pussy. 'Look at you, soaked already. Pathetic slut.' His fingers plunged in without warning, three at once, stretching her roughly while she whimpered.