Joey remained bound to a chair inside one of Marik's warehouse hideouts. His face shown a lot of anger, his teeth gritted together tightly. He was still half-naked, sweating with that all too obvious erection in his crotch that was begging to be released from the confines of his jeans. Despite his hardness, Joey Wheeler was not happy or enjoying any of this one bit. Marik Ishtar has humiliated him, and now he's threatening both his and his lover's relationship. He was beyond furious that he wanted to punch the hell out of that guy. Too bad he was tied into the chair, unable to move.

"Stay away from my friends Marik," Joey said warningly. "Or else I'm going to rip your guts out."

"I don't think you're in any position to give a threat," Marik replied. "You don't know who you're fighting against. I have the power of the millennium rod on my side and it's a very powerful tool. But I'll let experience that yourself. RISHID!" Marik yelled outside the door.

Rishid entered the room. The two rare hunters had eye contact for only a few seconds and with a nod from Marik, the other guy already knew what to do. Grabbing the scissors that Marik used earlier, Rishid used it to cut the ropes that were binding Joey. First he cut the ones on his feet then the ones on his hand. Afterwards he lifted the blonde boy onto his shoulder, Joey's head dangling down on Rishid's back. He had a good view of the rare hunter's tight ass and his arousal gets even harder. Rishid feels the granite on his shoulder blades. Joey tried to resist and break free from the big guy, flailing around and hitting the rare hunter on the back, but it was proving to be useless as Rishid doesn't even flinch a bit. Rishid stopped on a corner and pressed some button on the wall. From the ceiling, the sound of a conveyor belt could be heard and two chains with straps at the end fell out. Rishid grabbed Joey's hands and strapped them into the strap so that he was dangling on midair. Afterwards Marik also came along carrying his Millennium Rod.

"Good work, Rishid." Marik said the tall rare hunter. "You may go now" Rishid left the room feeling a bit disappointed. He wanted to stay and watch the show but he have to follow his master's orders. Marik faced Joey. "Now, it's time to make you mine!"

Joey tried to break free from his bonds while Marik raised the millennium rod at the same level as Joey's head and the object began emitting a blinding light from the eye of that weird artefact. Joey tried to flail and look away from the light but he couldn't help himself as he stared blankly from the bright light and then he began to feel lightheaded. In his head he heard a familiar voice. It was Marik's voice and it sounded very eerie and relaxing. 'You are my mind slave' Joey just became mesmerized from the sound of the voice. He tried to move, but he found himself unable to move a single muscle from his body. 'From now on you are going to do as I say' the voice continued. 'Isn't that right, my slave?'

"Yes Master," Joey replied, almost immediately and effortlessly. Joey was puzzled. He tried to figure out why he would say the last thing he wanted to say to his sworn enemy so willingly. As he tried to ponder over this his brain started to throb so hard. It was so painful that he let out a scream.

'It's no use Joey' Marik's voice echoed in his head again. 'The millennium rod is taking over your mind now and as it takes over your brain it reshapes your thoughts the way I want it.'

"You won't succeed," Joey yelled at Marik. His head felt like it's about to be split in half. "I will never...be your mind slave!" As he said those last words his head felt like it was exploding. He wanted his hands to reach his head and pound it a little to ease of the pain in his head but he can't as he remained bound and suspended up in midair.

'Come on Joey' Marik voice echoed again, this time it sounded more seductive. 'Is it really that bad? I mean with me as your master, you will experience a lot of good things.' With that last sentence Joey's cock started to twitch again. He didn't even realize his dick became flaccid a few moments ago. Marik noticed the bulge forming in Joey's crotch. 'Yeah, that will be good wouldn't it?'

Joey can't help it. With each of Marik's words he found himself imagining things like making out with the dark skinned stud and stroking his body and a bunch of other erotic things. He tried to tell himself that it was wrong but then that sharp pain would start to kick in on his head again. He was getting desperate. He wanted to think of something else but now he can't figure out why he wouldn't want to think of the gorgeous man in front of him.

'Doesn't all this sound good to you Joey?' Marik voice said again, more inviting and tempting. 'Don't you want to have a touch of all this?' Marik moved his left hand on the zipper of his sleeveless hoodie while holding the millennium rod on his right hand. He unzipped the piece of clothing and let it slide of the ground. As the piece of fabric fell Marik flexed a little so Joey can see all of his beautiful muscle.

Joey was lost on it all. Marik's body was just so amazing. His arms were well chiselled, his biceps and triceps where bulging like rocks and he had nice pectorals just like him. Oh and he was rocking that six pack. There was also no sign of any fat in his body. Marik just looked absolutely stunning. His penis has never been so hard before, well except maybe from the time that perfect tanned-skinned blonde was touching him before. If he wasn't suspended in midair, he would have reached and touched, kissed and licked all of that muscle already. "So beautiful..." Joey mumbled like a little kid. "Just want to touch it..."

'You wanna touch it?' Marik's voice returned again. 'Well you know what to do' Marik was smirking now. He knows he's winning. Like there was any doubt about that. 'Go ahead. Say it'

Joey wanted to give in so badly now. Surely that's what he's supposed to do. The epitome of perfection before him wanted him to submit and obey so that is what he should do right? A part of him that felt so distant told him to do otherwise though and as he considered not following Marik's orders his head began to throb again. 'I can't be a slave' Joey thought.

'And why not?' Marik's voice said again, sending chills down Joey's spine.

'I...I don't know...' Joey replied, feeling uncertain.

'So you're saying no to all this' Marik showed his muscles off again, by doing another flex. Then he moved forward towards Joey. 'And this...?' Marik straddled his feet apart and he leaned forward on Joey's leg, rubbing his erection on his right leg.

Joey released a moan, both on his mouth and his head. Feeling that hard dick on his legs just made his imagination go wild. He started to think of very naughty things. Very, very naughty indeed. Marik's voice returned into his head. 'So what do you say?'

Joey can't form any thoughts now. His mind was scattered everywhere. He doesn't know what is right or wrong anymore. He can't even remember why he was considering resisting the temptation of this delicious Egyptian boy before him.

"I will obey, that is my master's wish." Joey's mouth moved to say those words in a monotone voice. His eyes are relaxed, a bit glazed and dilated. Even as the light hit Joey's eyes, no reflection came out. "I live to serve and please Master Marik"

Marik smirked. This was far too good. "It is done."

TO BE CONTINUED

Authors Note:Thank you shiro-chan26 for your comment. I am so flattered that you liked my story. This is my first one so I didn't know how well I would do but it was nice to have your support. Again, thank you and I'm also open to suggestions if anyone has any.