"Tell me something kitten, how could you behave so badly?" His voice rang out in my ears. I didn't think he was going to come home so soon, but here he was after he told me to get myself ready for what he had to come for me.

Yoongi's smooth voice sent chills down my spine, he circled around me which only made me more nervous because my hands were bound by a rose gold ribbon and hooked onto a a chain that hung from the ceiling of our spare room. He watched my every move like a hawk, then he cracked his knuckles which startled me. I was naked, bound and open for him. I knew he was thinking of all the things he wanted to do to me, even with knowing how he gets, yet I still stay with him.

I dropped my head low in an attempt to avoid his gaze, my heart was hammering in my chest and I'm sure he could hear it by now. "I-I wasn't trying to-" I started to say but when he picked up the faux leather flogger and smacked it against my thighs I let out a cry instead. My lips quivered and a pained whimper left in place of my words, I shut my eyes in an attempt to make the pain go away.

Yoongi walked around me and reached a hand out to lift my face gently. "Look at me y/n." He demanded coldly.

Another whimper escaped my lips as I opened my eyes and looked directly at him. His eyes were ice cold and held a hint of a hellish glint in them that most would identify with his sadistic personality. Once the warmth in his eyes disappears, I know he's going into his sadist mode, one would think I knew how to avoid that. He smirked at me while raising an eyebrow then he pulled his hand away from my face, this was something he always did when he felt he was being too affectionate when I needed to be punished.

I felt sharp pain on top of my head, the same hand he used to tenderly turn my face was now fisting loads of my hair, viciously yanking it so I was looking at him again.

"So..." He snarled menacingly. "What the fuck is your problem?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. When I take too long to answer the tails of the flogger cruelly strike the red flesh of my thighs two more times.

The unexpected motions of the flogger made me let out a pained yelp, followed by trembling whimpers and quiet pleas for him to stop. I roughly bite my lower lip to hold in my cries, I am not sure how I'm supposed to explain myself to him. My silence annoys him and it's only fueling his sadistic, pitiless nature. In short, he doesn't give a fuck how I feel in this moment.

He tightens his hold on my hair, the flogger meets my thighs again. His hits become harder and more cries escape my swollen lips. Yoongi drops the flogger on the floor beside him and uses the hand that once held it to roughly grip my jaw. His nimble fingers press into my cheeks as he shakes my head slightly. 

"Do you think it's okay to act like that?! Like you're some cheap slut!" His tone was acidic as if he were disgusted by me.

He harshly yanked my hair again to make sure I didn't take my eyes off of him, forcing another miniscule cry out of me as his rough manhandling continued. I know he loves me, I know that this is just how his sadist mode is. I can't quit on him now.

"What, are you not going to answer me now?" He asked with the same acidity in his voice. His brows furrowed and his voice was only becoming more ravenous as I whimpered beneath him. 

The bruising grip he had on my jaw was released only to be replaced with my head being shoved down. I whined again, my lip was quivering as i tried to hold in the tears that so desperately wanted to escape.

"Fine, you want to do this the hard way?" He lowered his tone so it was more threatening, then he let go of my head to walk towards his black dresser...where he kept his most punishing toys. "It'll be a pleasure breaking you kitten."

Immediately I shook my head, the tears I wanted to hold in were already spilling down my cheeks. "N-no, sir, please..." I tried to plea with him, but my voice was laced with weakness and regret. "I was only acting that way to tease you." 

I knew why Yoongi was so upset with me. I was subtly teasing and flirting with Hoseok and the others in front of Yoongi throughout out the day. I made sexual innuendos, I kept "accidentally" bumping my body against Namjoon, I even blantanly told Jimin and Jungkook that they were hotter than Yoongi was, but I did all of that just to get a rise out of him because he hasn't paid me much of any attention these past few weeks.

"I just wanted your attention Yoongi. You've been so distant lately, I was starting to think that you didn't love me anymore..." I choked back a few tears that threatened to escape.

Yoongi scoffed and shook his head at me. "You've always had my attention y/n." He began, he took steps closer to me but he wasn't reaching out to touch me. "Always. I love you with every ounce of my being. Every inch of me belongs to you and only you, mind, body and soul. You are my moon, my sun, you are the very thing that keeps me here on this doomed fucking planet." He gave me his warm, genuine, gummy smile. "I could never stop loving you, even if I wanted to. You're mine, just as I am yours, always and forever."

His loving words reassured me and comforted me. He's never been so vocal with how he feels about me and I almost regret what I had to do to make him finally speak up. I sigh happily at the flawless, sweet, grumpy, dark-haired man I am so deeply in love with. He makes my heart jump and fills my stomach with butterflies. I don't know where I'd be without him.

"Am I still going to get punished?" I ask him curiously with a small giggle as he leans his head down to press his lips against mine. Our tongues battle for dominance and he wraps his arms around me to press me against him, I can feel how eager he is for me but because of the restraints I can't go any further. We break apart from our kiss and I look at the restraints then back at him.

Yoongi has his rules that he makes sure to remember when he wants to get more intense during the sessions like this or the punishments. He leans in again and takes my face between his large hands, looking deep into my eyes while giving me his cocky smug ass grin.

"You bet your pretty sweet ass you are." I pout in protest and he seems very pleased by it. "What? Did you think that just because you did all that for me that I was going to let you off the hook?" The sweet smile turned into a sly one and his eyes became dark and malicious again.

I looked up at him with my cute puppy-dog eyes and pout again. "Maayybe." I raised the pitch of my voice higher and purposely elongated the word then I bat my lashes up at him.

The sadist switch inside of Yoongi flipped almost instantly. He cocked his head to the side slightly and leaned in close again which mad eme think he was going to kiss me again so I part my lips to welcome him, but he never met me. I give him a needy expression since he stopped only two inches from my lips.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked in a tone filled with fake concern. He playfully booped my nose and an adorably evil gummy smile was plastered on his lips. "You still need to learn that bad behavior will get you punished." He rakes a hand through his hair. "Do you even know how badly they all wish they could have you the same way that I do? Don't you see the looks in their eyes the moment they see you? What about the way they change when you're around? They want you y/n, just like I did when we first met."

My eyes widened. "No sir. I didn't know that." I instantly tried to think back to every time we were all hanging out, but I still couldn't wrap my head around what Yoongi was saying. They want me? I don't remember seeing anything that he's claiming right now. "I swear, I really didn't know Yoongi."

He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Figured you didn't." 

He began circling me once more and I could literally feel his gaze burning holes into my skin. Suddenly he swiftly spanked my ass with his bare hand then roughly groped it as he leaned over me so his lips were pressed against my ear as he whispered huskily. 

"I have an idea for a fun little game we could play y/n," His deep, silky voice sent chills throughout my body.

Just before he resumed to circle me he pulled his phone out of his back pocket, smirking at me as he waved in in front of himself. I thought he was going to take more pictures or videos since he has before, but he didn't it was as if he was thinking of something else. The daunting glint he had in his eyes returned and I wasn't sure if I was going to like it.

Yoongi smiled widely and licked his lips when he noted the confusion on my face. "How about we call Hoseok, Namjoon, Jimin and Jungkook over and show them just how much fun we're having right now kitten? Then I can call Jin and Taehyung because we can't leave them out of the fun either." He said as he tilted his head from side to side. His antics were becoming more tortuous and sadistic. "After all, they are the ones you really want to act like a whore for aren't they?"

"No sir," I plead with him timidly, although I was flirting with them I wasn't ready for this step and I don't think I ever will be. "It wasn't like that at all, I was just-" Unfortunately for me he bent down and picked the flogger back up. I stopped talking immediately but he wasn't in a forgiving mood. The flogger kissed my skin three more times, each slightly harder than the last. Tears fell from my eyes and down my cheeks again as I gasped from the all too familiar pain. 

Yoongi bit his lip and grinned, he loved seeing me cry during our sessions like this. My tear-stained face always filled him with this near orgasm-inducing amount of ecstasy. 

"Let's show them what-" He softly teased as he dragged the flogger against my abused skin. "A good girl you are for Daddy, shall we kitten?"