WARNING! This story has changed to rated M due to this chapter. I just couldn't help myself since Yoshitaka has to violate Katsumi cos it's in his character!

Please enjoy this, this is the first time I've written anything of this nature so it may be amateurish. Enjoy!

Katsumi awoke as the warm sun rays shone in through the window. He sat up, feeling slightly faint and disoriented. The soft sound of the large pendulum from an antique grandfather's clock was the only sound to disrupt the silence.

The maid boy looked at his hands as he recalled what had happened last night, to find them wrapped in white gauze. He no longer wore the maid uniform, but instead blue silk pyjamas. The thin sheets on the king size bed cradled his body and the feather pillows supported his back comfortably.

Katsumi shuffled out the bed and made his way cautiously and quietly to the glass doors beside the bed. They opened to a balcony overlooking the town and Prince Sheriku's castle. He slid the right door open and stood near the white railing.

He saw the town's people merge into a large crowd as the daily routines came into play. Katsumi was relieved that he wasn't among them.

"You're awake." A ruff, low voice almost demanded Katsumi to turn. The man stood at the door with his arms folded and his deep eyes fixated onto Katsumi.

Katsumi recalls the man from before and confronts him. "You're Mimuro-san." He spoke politely and formally, wrapping a nervous hand around his waist. "Why did you help me?" Katsumi asked.

Yoshitaka smirked. "You don't expect me to save you and get nothing in return, do you?" He asked with a devious smile playing at his lips.

Katsumi swallowed hard and scorned. "What is it that you have in mind?" He asked reluctantly as Yoshitaka slowly made his way closer to him.

The distance between them was closed to just a few inches between their bodies. Yoshitaka took Katsumi's chin in his hand and raised it for him to stare directly into his eyes that seemed to quiver. "You become my slave." The cold voice sends a chill down Katsumi's spine. "You must do as I say and obey my every whim, no matter what."

Katsumi managed to gather the courage to retort. "And if I refuse?" His voice quivers.

Yoshitaka's eyes filled with darkness. He grabbed Katsumi's hand and threw him on the king-sized bed. Standing above Katsumi, he slipped off his tie. "Then I will just have to punish you." The anger in his voice was apparent.

He lay on top of Katsumi and planted a kiss on his lips. Katsumi tried to release from the kiss, only for his hands to be clamped by Yoshitaka's large ones. His entire body was pinned down by Yoshitaka as he delved deeper into Katsumi's mouth.

It was as if Katsumi's strength was being drained by Yoshitaka's tongue as it flicked and coiled around his own. Moans of revolt escaped Katsumi's throat as his body failed to respond. His body flinched as he felt a large hand slide underneath his clothes and rest on a sensitive spot.

He tried to hold his voice but as the hand began to move, he had no choice but to release it. His defiant moans transformed into pleasure, whether he liked it or not, as the hand moved faster and faster and Yoshitaka began to suck.

Katsumi couldn't take anymore as his body shook and twitched. He shut his eyes as Yoshitaka continued to suck the air out of his mouth and knead his hand in a way Katsumi's body couldn't handle.

The large hand stopped shifting and slid back out of Katsumi's clothes. The lips that clamped over his drew back, but not until Yoshitaka's tongue had a final taste of Katsumi's saliva.

The maid boy lay there completely flushed and dirtied. His breathing was heavy and his heart felt like it was pushing out of his chest. The man above him licked his hand with pleasure as it lapped up the sweet taste of Katsumi from his fingertips and smiled deviously.

"Obey my every command, or I shall violate you from top to bottom until you do." Yoshitaka smirked with his mouth as he continued to lick his fingers and glared at Katsumi's drained expression with his dark eyes. "Understand?"

Katsumi whispered a 'yes' to Yoshitaka as he held back tears of embarrassment. "Good. Get yourself cleaned up and meet me downstairs." Yoshitaka casually turned back and walked out the door with a smile of satisfaction.

The maid boy lay on the bed and listened to the low ticks of the grandfather clock. "Someday," Katsumi started as he gazed longingly at the ceiling. "Someday I will make you pay, Yoshitaka Mimuro. Someday…" He placed his hand on his lips and looked at his pyjamas, damp and uncomfortably warm.

But he knew that right now, he had to follow Yoshitaka's orders, whether he liked it or not.

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