Taken (BTS Fanfiction) (LEMONS)

Chapter 6

Much to Yoongi's relief, Daddy didn't mind letting Mommy bathe him. The younger was just happy to get away from him.

"So, what happened yesterday?" The woman asked, scrubbing Yoongi's shoulders with the loofah. She already knew basically every detail, of course. The reps communicated greatly and nothing was ever private between them, but she wanted to hear it from Yoongi's perspective. Yoongi didn't need to know that.

"He took me up to his room, spanked me, molested me, then I had some sort of 'exam' thing done. It was weird."

"Ahh, the k-exam? I was wondering when you were gonna get one of those done. I think you're the only subject to get a k-exam done after their k-type is already decided. The only one in this wing, anyway. How was it?"

"Why did I get my k-type so early? I've been wondering but I have no one to ask besides you." The woman laughed.

"What about Daddy?" She questioned, laughing again at the 'are you serious' look Yoongi shot her. "I actually don't know why. I think it's just because you were very... easy to determine."

"I couldn't have been the only one to be 'easy to determine,'" Yoongi retaliated.

"You're not, baby. Just the first one to get their k-type before the exam," Mommy replied, tapping Yoongi's shoulder in signal to lean forward so that she could get his back.

"It was... weird," Yoongi said, finally answering her original question. "I don't know what I was expecting, just not that. Some of it was nice, I mean as nice as being touched by a stranger without your consent can be, but some of it was uncomfortable or painful." The older woman chuckled.

"That was the point , sweetheart. The exam is supposed to gauge what you like and what you don't."

"I know that but..." Yoongi trailed off, feeling embarrassed. "Normal people would just, I don't know, ask ," He said.

"Would you have answered had we asked you?" She asked, already knowing the answer. Yoongi didn't reply, stubbornly crossing his arms over his chest. "But some of it was nice at least?" Yoongi nodded minisculely. There was a short silence.

"Do you have any... subjects?" Yoongi asked suddenly, turning back to look at the older. She just smiled at him, nodding her head.

"I have three."

"What are their k-types?" The woman smiled to herself. Yoongi's curiosity was cute.

"Ahh, well I have a little, like you, a pet, and an sd which is a sadist, someone who gets off on inflicting pain. I actually share my sd with baby, though," She recounted.

"Is your baby boy obedient?"

"Well actually I have a baby girl. She's incredibly obedient. She was just like you when she first got here, you know?"

"And she lost her will to fight," Yoongi said before he could stop himself. The woman frowned slightly.

"I wouldn't put it that way. She just got accustomed, realized that this is a good place for her," The woman said, semi defensively. This made Yoongi's heart sink. She was just like everyone else here, just as delusional and terrible. In theory Yoongi should have known that but he had forgotten. He'd gotten too acquainted with this woman, trusted her too much. She was just like everyone else here, he couldn't throw his trust around so blindly. "The same will happen to you, you'll realize how good you have it here and you won't want to fight anymore." Yoongi growled, body tensing. The woman ignored it and continued washing Yoongi.

He remained silent throughout the rest of the bath, didn't answer when the woman asked him if he liked his outfit for the day (He didn't. It was a onsie covered in rubber ducks. How fucking childish), and he jerked his arm away when she tried to grab it while leading him up to his rep's room. He wasn't expecting much retaliation from her, considering she seemed pretty passive and had allowed him more freedom than the other reps, but when he ripped his arm away it obviously struck a chord in her because she grabbed his upper arm in a bruising grip and got right in his face, looking absolutely furious. Yoongi was hit with a wave of terror.