small chapter sorry, i'm not going to have service for the weekend since I'll be way up north so I wanted to get something out before then uwu

If i'm able to publish over the weekend, I will

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Despite the heavy door being shut, Yoongi could still hear the toys forceful sobs, screaming through the pain of the collar as it cried out to him.

"Yoongi! Yoongi don't go! You love me! Tell me you still love me! Yoongi, please- don't leave me! Say you love me- SAY IT!"

The shock of what had just happened to it must have finally kicked in for the toy, now that the adrenaline had worn off.

Being sold to perverted men by the one it loved most had definitely broken something in the toy. Despite winning the battle, it still lost a part of itself.

And Yoongi was one step closer to winning.

He ignored the cries of the toy, heading downstairs to grab himself a snack before bed. Grabbing out a carton of ice cream, the dom relaxed on his couch and scrolled through his notifications.

Even though the stream had already ended, comments were still rushing into the chat.

Yoongi read a few of them, watching them laugh at Kyangho, simultaneously praise and degrade the toy, talk about Suga and the rumo-

Yoongi logged out immediately, not wanting to see those.

The toy didn't know it, (nor would it, as long as Yoongi could prevent it) but Yoongi's reputation was taking hit after hit as more and more people joined in on gossiping about the rumor.

Already he had lost a chunk of followers and many people had left slander comments on his old website that advertised his dom services.

He had deleted the website entirely- he was going to do that anyways since he had started dating the toy, but the fact he had to do it this way upset him- and had gained new followers with his posts and streams about the toy, but he couldn't win back the respect of certain people in the community.

Yoongi tilted his head back and thought about the club- Charm.

It was a well known club for subs, switches and doms, and this rumor wouldn't be the first one to have originated within its walls.

He planned to go check it out soon. But first, there was another place he wanted to visit to get some answers.

He already had a main suspect in mind.

The toys was banging on the door now, still crying, and the sound drifted down the steps to Yoongi's ears.

No longer hungry, Yoongi put the ice cream away and went to bed.

Eventually, the toy grew quiet too.

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A call woke Yoongi up early.

Blearily, he reached for his vibrating phone and managed to accept the call without opening his eyes.

"Yeah?" He yawned, voice heavy with sleep.

"Yoongi." It was Sai again, and he didn't sound happy.

The older dom only called Yoongi by his real name when something serious and bad was happening.

Yoongi sat upright against his pillows. "What?"

"That episode last night was inhumane."

It took Yoongi a moment to realize Sai was talking about the stream, and didn't have new information about the bet.

Yoongi sighed, pressing his fingers over his eyes. "You called me to lecture me about that? It was fine, everything was under control. I was watching the stream from down stairs anyways, I would have come up if it started getting too rough."

"What is 'too rough'?" Sai demanded. "Only half an hour into it, Kyangho wanted to rape Joon!"

"The toy can handle itself." Yoongi yawned.

"He is not a toy! He's a scared, traumatized boy!" Sai was rarely angry. "I don't agree with what you are doing, Yoongi. I think the bet is messing with your emotions and you're unfairly taking it out on Joon. He doesn't deserve that, he's still just a kid."

"He could have said his safeword and I would have stopped it all." Yoongi snapped, annoyed at being lectured about his own sub by another dom.

"Honestly, at this point, I don't think you would have." Sai said simply.

"So what? He's not your sub anyways. I'll do whatever I want with him." Yoongi hung up before the dom could reply.

Frustrated he had referred to Namjoon as "he" instead of "toy", Yoongi threw the covers off himself and stormed out of bed.

He was about to shower when he decided a bath would be more relaxing. He filled the basin with hot water and sprinkled in some citrus bath salts. He lit a few floating candles and let them bob and drift on the surface.

Sighing, he stripped and climbed in, leaning against the wall as he thought.

Could somebody have come by the results accidentally? Heard Namjoon and Yoongi talking about it somehow? Or seen the papers themselves? No, those got destroyed in the rain. But... if there was a digital copy somewhere...

It had to be someone in the community, Yoongi knew that for sure. If the rumor had started in Charm, then it was a BDSM member. Regular patrons didn't go to that club.

Yoongi huffed as the steam from the water made him sweat. He felt stuck. He needed to shut this rumor down before things got worse, but he couldn't do that until he knew who started it.

After a few more minutes of soaking and thinking, Yoongi decided to consult his toy.

He drained the bath and got dressed quickly, brushed his teeth and hair and walked down the hall to its bedroom.

He paused before unlocking the door, listening. But there was no sound from inside.

He opened the door and was only able to open it partway before it hit something.

Looking down, Yoongi saw the toy passed out on the ground in front of the door, curled up in the blanket and still in the white miniskirt.

The toy groaned when the door bumped into him, and Yoongi did it again, harder.

"Move." He commanded, squeezing through the small opening.

The toy managed to sit up, still holding the blanket tightly around itself. Its eyes were still pink from crying, and visible beneath and above the collar was an irritated redness from the shock abuse. The toy was probably starving and dehydrated, but Yoongi wasn't going to offer it food and water yet.

Not when it could be used as a bargaining chip first.

"Stand up." Yoongi ordered, walking to the wall and pressed the button that lowered the chains. 

The toy didn't move at first, but when Yoongi threatened to shock it again it managed to get onto all fours, and from there, slowly raise itself to its feet. 

The toy was slow walking over, clearly not feeling well, but Yoongi didn't have time to indulge its every whim. He grabbed the toys arm and yanked it over, roughly snapping the chains around its wrists.

"You only got me a hundred grand last night." Yoongi scolded it as it slid the skirt off it. "Those are rookie numbers. When will you stop embarrassing me?"

The toy didn't answer, just watched as Yoongi pulled out a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings and a tiny pair of black leather shorts from the closet. 

"Foot up." Yoongi commanded, holding the shorts out to the toys legs. It stepped into the leg holes carefully, unbalanced with its arms raised above its head. Yoongi slid the shorts up and fixed it into place, before sliding up the stockings as well.

Despite his annoyance, Yoongi again couldn't help but admire the toys thick, cinnamon thighs, still littered with hickeys given by Yoongi from before. The tight black material choked the skin like a garter, and Yoongi loved the way black seemed to bring out the true color of his toys skin.

"I'm going to let you talk," Yoongi pulled out the remote and aimed it at the toys neck. He pressed a button, disabling the collar for now. "Because despite how weak and worthless you are now, you weren't a total idiot back when we first met. And I want your input on something."

The toy tested its voice out, immediately falling into a bout of coughing as his sore throat was used.  

"Don't be so dramatic." Yoongi snapped, impatient. "You're not dying. If you tell me something good, you can have some water at breakfast. So think hard, toy. I'm not in a mood to be lenient."

The toy took a few moments to find its voice, before asking in a hoarse, scratchy tone; "What's the question?"

Yoongi sat back on the floor, thinking. "Working under the assumption you didn't tell anyone about the bet or the results, how could someone have found it out? Jimin, Hobi and Jungkook don't know anyone in the community, and I know that's where the rumor started. So it's not them. Nor could it be Taehyung, because despite him having motive to want to ruin my reputation, he's locked in jail and neither you nor I have been to visit him. Seokjin also wouldn't tell, because he knows he's only a free man because we both lied to cover his ass, and if we ever redacted our statements he would be sharing a cell with Taehyung."

He straightened up, picturing the situation in his mind like a Venn diagram. "So it's somehow a person in the BDSM community, but doesn't overlap with the list of people who knew about the bet."

The toy cocked its head as it looked at Yoongi. "You're thinking about it the wrong way."

"Oh?" Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "What am I missing, pet?"

"You're assuming whoever started the rumor was told about the bet and what the results were." The toy said. "Rumors are made to undermine and degrade the person who it is about. Whoever found out about the bet made the rumor stating you had lost the bet without actually knowing if that was true or not. Someone who hates you would have motive to ruin your reputation. They wouldn't have to know the true results, nor would they care about them. Just hearing about the bet was enough fuel to start the rumor, and they spread it on purpose at Charm because they knew it would get around fast. They don't know if you actually lost or not, but nobody would care about that when the idea of a dom losing to a sub is dramatic enough on its own. Nobody fact checks in this day and age."

Yoongi thought it over. The toy had a point- whoever started the rumor might not even know for  a fact that Yoongi had lost and was only spreading it to be malicious and ruin the doms image.

"You're still missing something too." Yoongi said. "Nobody but you and I knew about the bet and also have connections in the community. And I certainly didn't start this rumor, so that once again only leaves you as a suspect."

The toy sighed. "I didn't tell anyone. When would I have even had time to do that? The rumor seemed to start at the same time our new bet did, and you've kept me in the house the whole time."

"Except for once." Yoongi realized.

He stood up quickly and slammed his palm against the button to lower the chains. He unlocked the toy and pointed the remote at it again. "Enough talking now, pet. The next time you open your mouth it's going to be to put my cock in it."

The toy followed him as Yoongi led it out of the room and to the kitchen. The toy sat under the table, obediently waiting for Yoongi to finish making breakfast so it could warm the doms cock while he ate.

Yoongi made French toast, bacon and scrambled eggs, suddenly ravenous after his new discovery. He had a lot to do today.

The toy pulled down Yoongi's pants and boxers when he sat at the table and slipped the doms cock into its mouth, holding it with the utmost stillness as Yoongi ate and checked his notifications.

"Suck." Yoongi commanded, switching from his texts to his social media, and the toy started to blow him. 

Excited to finally have a lead on whoever started this rumor, Yoongi felt his arousal grow as well and he pulled out of the toys mouth right before he could cum. Instead, he grabbed his half eaten plate of food and released himself onto that.

With a sigh of satisfaction, he set the plate on the floor in front of the toy. "Eat up, pet. It's the only food you're getting today."

He pulled his pants back up and grabbed out a bowl, filling it with water to set beside the dirty plate. "I don't have time to wait for you to finish eating and then deal with tying you up for the day. I'll let you be free to walk around today, pet, since you were marginally useful this morning. I think we both know you won't try to leave the house again."

The toy shook its head, and Yoongi smiled, patting its hair. "Good. And take a shower, pet. You're disgusting."

Grabbing his phone and keys, Yoongi left.