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Brian’s attempt to scare him into submission by threatening to kill him didn’t work and it only made the Prince glare harder. “Make me wish I was dead? You already destroyed my kingdom.” He accused the blonde and shook his head. He wasn’t going to submit.

Of course, Soo changed his tune when Briac turned his attention towards his subjects. Unlike his father, Soo cared for his people and didn’t want to see them get hurt. If he was dead, who would then look after his people. So, reluctantly. The prince shifted onto one knee and knelt in front of the foreign invader. “Fine… you win. I submit.”

"You will kneel or you will die," Briac said simply as if the words were simple fact. They were fact, but of course they weren't the whole truth. Either the boy would kneel of his own accord or he'd be forced to do so. Briac had no intention of eliminating such a pretty prize after all. "Or perhaps I'll merely make you wish you were dead."

A flick of his wrist had the button of the prince's fancy shirt falling to the floor then the sword returned to the boy's neck. "If you wish to protect your people....to encourage your new king to treat them well, you will serve me well. If you care not for them...then consider that I can and will make your life a living hell should I choose not to simply slit your throat. Now once last time...kneel."

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His fathers greed and expansionist tendencies eventually were going to catch up with him but Soo, his heir didn’t think that the day would come so quickly. One moment, everything was quiet. Soo was in the garden with some servants and the next, the very flowers in the garden started to revolt against the humans. The young Prince wasn’t slaughtered like the rest of his party, no. Instead he was dragged into the throne room by an treant and tied up at the base of his father’s room.

It wasn’t long after being tied up that the doors reopened and in walked Briac. Soo narrowed his eyes and glared at the man as the vines that bound him started to relax, giving him room to struggle against them. Though the struggling ceased when he felt the tip of the man’s sword at his throat. He didn’t dare swallow as he stared up at him. “I won’t kneel to someone like you.” He spit out.

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Sometimes, you just wanted the world to burn. And sometimes you only wanted the things that weren't plants to burn. Still, actually burning all the people in a kingdom to death was overkill, even for Briac. No, they'd be better put to work regrowing the forests they'd leveled in their unchecked expansion. Of course, enforcing his will meant taking the place over at least long enough to get things done and perhaps put a sensible heir on the throne. Fortunately the now eviscerated king had left behind a pretty prince as heir to the throne. Just what he needed.

As treant generals moved through the palace to exert his will and begin reorganizing the populace, Briac approached the young prince bound near the throne. The vines that bound the young man parted, not quite releasing him, but giving the prince some room to maneuver, his blade at the man's neck. A collar of vines grew where is blade touched, full of his magic. "Little Prince.....kneel before your new king and husband."

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“You think that hurts just wait till I decide to fuck that ass.” Daewon laughed and delivered one more blow to the exposed backside before chuckling to himself. “Come on pet, follow master inside and he’ll give you a tour.” The man didn’t even look back as he started inside the house. As you would expect with someone of his status, his house was massive. Kicking his shoes off by the door and slipping on his sandals, he continued to give a tour.

There was no hesitation from Daewon when the other cursed at him and he backhanded Michael across his face. “Watch your tongue, pet.” He warned, the only warning he would give the other on the topic. Any future outbursts would result in harsh punishments. “Don’t fucking what? Hit your ass? Why not? It’s practically begging for it.” He said reaching down to slap it again with the same amount of force. After Daewon hit him across his bare backside, his friend followed it up with a hard slap themselves, adding to the punishment.

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There was no hesitation from Daewon when the other cursed at him and he backhanded Michael across his face. “Watch your tongue, pet.” He warned, the only warning he would give the other on the topic. Any future outbursts would result in harsh punishments. “Don’t fucking what? Hit your ass? Why not? It’s practically begging for it.” He said reaching down to slap it again with the same amount of force. After Daewon hit him across his bare backside, his friend followed it up with a hard slap themselves, adding to the punishment.

Daewon hadn’t forgotten about the cock cage and he quickly locked it on the other man’s cock. The action was less about the size of Michael and more to do with breaking his mind. Someone like Michael valued his manhood and when you take that away, they start to break. “Well for your sake I hope you do pick it up fast.” He responded and grinned when Michael dropped to the ground and started to crawl. Daewon’s friend also let out a bark of laughter and took a quick photo of the scene unfolding in front of them. “Your ass looks good.” Daewon laughed and delivered a hard, opened hand slap to the exposed skin.

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Daewon hadn’t forgotten about the cock cage and he quickly locked it on the other man’s cock. The action was less about the size of Michael and more to do with breaking his mind. Someone like Michael valued his manhood and when you take that away, they start to break. “Well for your sake I hope you do pick it up fast.” He responded and grinned when Michael dropped to the ground and started to crawl. Daewon’s friend also let out a bark of laughter and took a quick photo of the scene unfolding in front of them. “Your ass looks good.” Daewon laughed and delivered a hard, opened hand slap to the exposed skin.

Daewon didn't hesitate to whip his cock out of his basketball shorts and slapped Michael's cock with his size. "Cold out? just admit that you have a small dick." he laughed and slapped Michael's cock again hard with his own before pulling his shorts back up. "I'll have one of the maids teach you how to work around the house, I hope you're a quick study because I'm not the most patient person. I expect to be served and obeyed." As did most high profile individuals, Michael would know that from his experience being a CEO. "The collar will prevent you from getting an ideas, you belong to me, pet. Now on your knees and crawl."

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Daewon didn't hesitate to whip his cock out of his basketball shorts and slapped Michael's cock with his size. "Cold out? just admit that you have a small dick." he laughed and slapped Michael's cock again hard with his own before pulling his shorts back up. "I'll have one of the maids teach you how to work around the house, I hope you're a quick study because I'm not the most patient person. I expect to be served and obeyed." As did most high profile individuals, Michael would know that from his experience being a CEO. "The collar will prevent you from getting an ideas, you belong to me, pet. Now on your knees and crawl."

Michael wasn’t able to catch the tiny chastity cage, and it dropped to the ground. The once dominant man glared over at Daewon, but the laughs did a good job of knocking him down a peg. “It’s just cold out.” Michael uttered to himself, mostly. But didn’t say anything else. If it got him out of wearing a cage, he would take it. After, Daewon said he didn’t even need to wear it. Still, the mocking stung and Michael felt smaller with each cackle. Swallowing his anger, he replied with a simple ‘no’. Why would he? He ran companies, not maid services. “What the hell?!” He snapped as the collar was attached.

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"I'm totally serious, oh and you need to wear this." Daewon said tossing a little cage towards Michael and when he saw the others cock, Daewon couldn't help but laugh at what he saw. "Oh fuck! I always thought that you gave off small dick energy but that is sad. I don't even think you need to wear the cage." Daewon was still laughing and shook his head, wiping a tear off his cheek. "That's fucking pathetic." He continued to humiliate the man in front of him as he put on the maid outfit and grinned. "It looks good on you, tell me pet. Do you know how to cook and clean?" He asked as he walked up to the man, attaching a pet collar to his neck.

For once in his life, Michael was left without words, unable to defend himself. He could see the satisfaction only growing in Daewon’s face. The other man was…. winning. The man scrambled to the mentioned page, reading over word for word. His entire autonomy was now property of Daewon. Every action and decision he made from this day forward would have to go through … Daewon. Right down to what he was allowed to wear. Michael fell to his knees in disbelief. Daewon had won. Catching the silly maid outfit in his arms, Michael looked at it. “You can’t be serious.” But he didn't need Daewon to repeat himself, breach of contract = very serious. With a defeated look, Michael started pathetically removing his expensive clothes and squeezing into the outfit.

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"you're acting like it's the end of the world." Daewon said between a sigh as he glanced towards them after taking a sip from his drink. when the producers had first pitched the idea of haneul and daewon interacting more in public, he tried to shut it down, insisting that they didn't need more publicity but he was overruled. "two weeks and two days. but who's counting?" he wanted out of this situation just as much as she did but he also wanted the film to be a success which is why he was trying his hardest to appear civil with her.

MUSE : haneul kwon, actress & model OPEN TO : anyone CONTEXT : the producers for our upcoming movie believe it's good for us to spend time together outside of filming to hype up the media and general public. it's too bad we hate each other's guts.

"i really have no idea how much more of this i can take." it's not like haneul's made any sort of attempt in the past to hide her distaste for them. it just might be safer for all parties if she weren't muttering these things at their 'favorite' brunch place in broad daylight. she looks up, lifting her face up ever so slightly from where she'd previously had her hand rested against her chin. "how much longer until the release? two weeks? three?" dear god, let it be two.

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"Contracted was submitted an hour after our meeting, its already been filed." Daewon chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest as he stared at the desperate man in front of him. "Page 18, paragraph 2. You signed over everything to your name, including yourself in exchange for the buyout. Honestly you should read the fine print." He laughed in the others face and shrugged. "You have only your self to blame for your misfortune and yes, I would. I take breach of contract seriously." Daewon tossed a maid outfit he had sitting on a chair outside at Michael. "try that on." he ordered.

Michael pulled out the contract with the shoe print. Quickly flipping through to page thirteen, he found the wording. “Well…” He was stuttering over his words now. “Not if the contract hasn’t been submitted.” He spoke nervously. It’d only been a few hours, surely the other hadn’t submitted any paperwork. “You do not own me.” Michael gave half scoff, half laugh response. He’d only seen the bit that made him Daewon’s assistant but not in his home, or any other verbiage. “It says I’ll work for you, but you don’t really expect me to be a model employee after the shit you pulled. Do you?” He crossed his arms at the mention of prison. His anger getting a hold of him. "And let me guess, you're just dying to press charges, if I don't comply. Aren't you?"

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“As you’ll see on page 13 of the contract, the contract is final.” Daewon responded and smiled sinisterly at Michael. “I can do whatever I want with that building since I own it. I own everything to do with your business. I own the name and most importantly I own you.” His tone showing how serious he was about the deal. “Of course if you want to back out, you can. I mean. You’ll spend a few dozen years behind bars though.” He shrugged and held the ball under his arm. “You wouldn’t last in prison, you’re far too pretty.” He winked.

Daewon knew that as soon as Michael realized his mistake that he would come to talk to him, but the man wasn't concerned. Michael had willingly signed that contract and any attorney who took one glance at the video tapes Dae had of the exchange would see that Daewon didn't use any excessive force, Michael signed under his own free will. Which he had ultimately also given away when he signed that contract.

When Michael pulled up to his house, Daewon was outside playing basketball with his brother shirtless, the CEO glanced over his shoulder at the approaching car but didn't say anything as he continued to play. He only opened his mouth when Michael got out of the car. "Nice to see you again Michael, don't tell me. You finally saw the contract and you came here to try to reverse what you did? You can't." He said shooting a basket and grinned over at the man. "I was thinking of turning your building into apartments or maybe I'll just tear everything down." He said wiping the sweat off his brow with a hand.

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Daewon knew that as soon as Michael realized his mistake that he would come to talk to him, but the man wasn't concerned. Michael had willingly signed that contract and any attorney who took one glance at the video tapes Dae had of the exchange would see that Daewon didn't use any excessive force, Michael signed under his own free will. Which he had ultimately also given away when he signed that contract.

When Michael pulled up to his house, Daewon was outside playing basketball with his brother shirtless, the CEO glanced over his shoulder at the approaching car but didn't say anything as he continued to play. He only opened his mouth when Michael got out of the car. "Nice to see you again Michael, don't tell me. You finally saw the contract and you came here to try to reverse what you did? You can't." He said shooting a basket and grinned over at the man. "I was thinking of turning your building into apartments or maybe I'll just tear everything down." He said wiping the sweat off his brow with a hand.

Michael rolled his eyes at the demeaning names, snatching the documents off the floor when the man was finally out of the room and probably at the elevator. He had no intentions of going to anybody’s house. Business as usual, Michael was going to tell his stockholders. He knew Daewon may have won this battle, but Michael was intent on winning the war.

Skimming through the contract, he came across some of the more questionable clauses. Upon further reading, he began to see his grave mistake. He’d handed over full control of his kingdom. And not just that, of the king. Too embarrassed to seek out his attorney, Michael thought it was best if he did make an appearance at Daewon’s tonight. So, when the driver pulled up to outside his building, he got in. Thinking he could go and reverse his mistakes.

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"Oh that's the only copy that you're going to get." He replied and paused in the doorway, looking over his shoulder and tossing a smirk back at the man. "Your welcome, pet. I'll see you at my place where we can talk about your future." That's right, Daewon had snuck a little clause in the contract that Michael would also be his at home assistant or would face potential jail time for breach of contract. "My driver will pick you up and will drive you, foot kisser." he mocked and closed the conference room door behind him as he left. On his way out, Dae was already looking through plans to demolish the building and put something else here in its place.

Michael instantly went to check his iPad, watching the number stabilize. Let out a sigh of relief. Now, to start plotting the other man’s demise. He wasn’t just going after getting full control of his company back. He was going to destroy Daewon. Nobody was going to make a joke of Michael and live to tell the story. Lost in his own thoughts for a moment, the other man snapped him out of it when he tossed the copy of the contract on the ground. He just had to step on it to further show his power. Michael simply crossed his arms. “I’ll wait for a clean copy.” He stated, refusing to touch that contract now. "Thanks." He added pointedly. It was the least he could say after this man bailed him out.

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When Jay had asked the other man to come over, he hadn't intended on spilling his guts to the other about his relationship with his girlfriend orginally but after a series of back and forth texts, that's what ended up happening and the man let out a loud groan as he rubbed at his face. "Sorry, sorry. I know." he said as he locked his phone and set it facedown. "Alright, what did you want to do?"

"look, you're the one that called me over for a good time. if you still want to mope and fuss about your girlfriend then i'll just go back to my place."

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The smirk and willingness to sign the contract so easily told Dae all he needed to know about Michael. The man still thought that there was a way out of this, that he could rebound but Dae and his attorneys went over the contract in such detail that there were no holes that Michael could exploit. Michael had signed over everything unknowingly and that made Dae laugh. "Pleasure doing business with you." He smirked and sent a text, confirming the takeover and like magic, the stock numbers stabilized. "Here's your copy of the contract." he told Michael as he tossed the paper on the ground and stepped on it as he started out the conference room door. "You should look over that contract."

Any other time, Michael would have been smart enough to read a contract, and have it looked over by his attorney. This wasn’t one of those times. His mind was clouded by the percentages going up and by the second. He couldn’t think straight. Completely unaware that he was even being recorded in that moment. He was a fool, and was playing right into Daewon's game. But the stupid man still smirked, glad it only took some kisses to the man's feet to get him to agree. Clearly, his mind wasn't clear. He just knew that he couldn’t lose this company. The bail out would undoubtedly change a few aspects of the business, but at least there would be something for him to fight for later. And he fully intended on fighting for it. So, taking the pen, he signed and dated on the line. 

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The kiss to his right shoe caused Daewon to smirk, it was an arrogant smirk, the smirk of a man who knew that he had won. Michael may have thought that the action could easily be forgotten but Daewon had planned this entire encounter down to the last detail. There were cameras secretly positioned around the room that captured the kisses to his shoes in high definition but that was nothing compared to the final piece of the deal. Reaching into a folder, Daewon pulled out a paper and handed it to Michael. It was a full takeover by Daewon and his investors, Michael would lose everything no matter what. The contract would give Dae complete control over all facets of the company and would also make Michael his personal assistant. "Sign on the line and I'll make the phone call." Sign on the line and give your life away to me.

Michael scoffed at the man’s words. It took everything he had in him not to punch this guy out, right there and then. Like Michael would ever sink that low. There was a tugging at his stomach, though. Telling him that he needed to do this. He could recover from being degraded by this man today, and Michael would live to degrade him tomorrow. That was his plan. Completely unaware of how much smarter Daewon was than him. Exhaling angrily through his nose, like a rabid dog. He leaned forward to kiss the man’s left shoe. “Please… I need you. Please bail us out.” He begged, a sincere look on his face. Though it was all part of his plan. He could tell himself that this was all an act. That he was only doing it for the company, but he didn’t know what Daewon had planned for him. He kissed the right shoe now. “Please.” Putting his hands together in a prayer gesture. 

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"I want you to show me how much this bailout means to you. I want you to degrade yourself for my pleasure. Kiss the ground I walk on, kiss my shoes, impress me." Daewon wanted to ruin Michael and his image, the Michael who would walk out of this room would not be the same Michael who entered it. Michael was an owned man, he just didn't realize it yet. Daewon looked at Michael, waiting for the man to show him the submission he was waiting for, Michael had to learn that his days of being a big shot CEO were over, he was nothing now. The only question that remained was whether Michael was going to let himself be humiliated publicly by his company going bankrupt or if he was going to submit and accept the buyout being offered to him.

He couldn't believe how low he'd come in such a short period of time. "What do you want from me?!" He snapped, going down on both knees, instead of one. "I'm on my knees. I'm begging. Please, we need this bail out." He was desperate and not taking the other's attitude well. Something Michael would be wise to get used to before he was left with nothing. "So, what more do you want from me?"

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When Michael dropped to his knees in front of him to beg, Daewon watched and chuckled. It must have been so humiliating begging someone else to save your company from the verge of collapse. But even with Michael's begging, Daewon wasn't moved and simply shook his head. If Michael wanted this bailout then he would have to beg better than that. "30%" He yawned and checked his watch. "If you aren't going to do as you're told, I have somewhere that I need to be." He didn't have anywhere he needed to be but he was just adding more pressure to Michael to beg properly.

Michael looked at the other with a glare. He knew the other man wouldn't find his 'please', enough. He knew because had the roles been reverse right now, he would want the other crying out pleas to be saved. Michael was a heartless man, and had left plenty of other in with nothing. He got on a knee. "Please, I'm begging... I can't lose this company. Please." He swallowed his pride for a moment. This company was everything he had.