I swear on a stack of duel monster cards I do not own the rights to any of the characters in this sensational insane misuse of Kazuki Takahashi wonderful story called YU-GI-OH. I admit I should be institutionalized in the shadow Realm for some of things I am about to write. And you should join me for reading them.
PS: Reviewers are exempt from all charges; I need you to continue this insane quest of entertainment I am on. Help me to continue the madness. For I would never wish to be normal again, this is cool.
I have decided to show you one of my dark sides of Seto, his sensual nature and where it really comes from, Seth my dark prince... I write a lot of flash backs and present/past in this story, so hang on and open you mind to psych. 101. Jou/Joey is Joey Seth/Jou Seto/Joey, You know the drill. Without further ado I present.
This is not for readers under sixteen due to the graphic nature, so you have been told. Now read on and have fun.
Beast master
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Chapter Nine: Rice Boats
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Two solitary beings set perfectly still in a small room, both drawn to the side of someone special in their lives. Yugi's eyes never left Yami who now lay helpless in the circle of a pentagram drawn by Isis. Isis watched over Seto, not out of deep emotions, but simply because he was important to so many.
Somewhere in the ancient pass, the two young men were together in spirit, locked away in Seto's mind. It was a time filled with anxiety and unbearable tension.
"Isis, he's so still and cold," sighed Yugi, "I don't like this."
"Yugi, you must trust the pharaoh," said the priestess, "Atem is very experience in these matters."
"My head understands he is a pharaoh and wise in matters of shadow magic, but this involves Seto who is so stubborn I'm not sure if he will listen to Yami." Yugi's hand out of habit reached forward and stroked the spiky golden bangs on Yami's forehead. Yami eyes twitched underneath the lids. "Isis, my heart is heavy and I know he needs me. I can feel his touch and it beckons to me for help."
Yugi could not sit in the pentagram but he leaned as close to Yami as the priestess would allow and continued to stroke his brow. "To me he is only Yami, my lover and other half. I'm worried Isis. Can you tell me everything will be alright?!"
Isis knew there was strong truth in Yugi's words and it caused her great concern. 'Something was not right,' she thought. 'Kaiba's arrogance could easily upset the balance of time.'
Isis eyes drifted over to Kaiba. She could easily sense his distress, yet chose not to alarm the young duelist. It was enough he had Yami's, heart to content with. Kaiba was fighting something and it appeared Yami's struggles to calm his fears were in vain. 'I may have been mistaken to put Seto in this dangerous situation, Ra help him to understand, that this is a battle he cannot fight alone. I can only hope that they are trying to get back,' she thought?
"Yugi, just how much can you feel?" Isis spoke sternly, "I've started to worry and my thoughts and energies have to be focused on keeping Seth out, but Seto is fighting the pharaoh. If the pharaoh is trying to get home we must find and assist them. Seto must be stopped. Try and talk to my lord."
Yugi placed his hands on top of Yami's which rested on top of Seto's in a tight embrace. He placed his other hand on the millennium puzzle, and it started to buzz. 'Yami, where are you my love? I know you can hear me. Touch me as I touch you in my heart, taste me as I sense your desire, and feel me in your thoughts. I'm here for you Yami, even in this dark abyss of Seto's mind.' Those were his thoughts to Yami and Yugi pushed them through the puzzle with all his strength. The puzzle blazed with a light that lit up the room. The pentagram moved and Yugi felt the pull of his lover in his mind. Shadows floated around the four souls and Isis began to chant to the God's.
Yugi moved his hand from the brutal heat of the puzzle and place it on Yami's heart. He moved inside the awesome circle, danger had become a side affect worth the risk. The two became one and Yugi pulled him close. "Isis he's trying to come back, but Seto won't let him. He's lost in the illusions of Seto's mind. What should I do?"
"Don't let go Yugi, keep your touch with Yami, you are his only hope, his strength and guide to this world." Isis broke her chanting for a second to respond to Yugi. "Don't despair, my friend, you are a source of strength and you along have the power to bring them back."
"Isis this is not a game of duel monsters, I could lose them both forever," Yugi shuck with fear, but he held tight to his lover and continued to pull him forward.
Isis continued to chant, but this time she pushed at Kaiba's mortal soul in an effort to shake up the CEO.
She felt the barriers break in Kaiba's mind and immense pain and desire for someone on the other side caused great confusion in his heart and mind. He didn't want to leave the boy alone. Using the power behind the puzzle and the necklace Isis called out to the CEO.
"Seto let go, my prince. You have to return to this time, please. You cannot help him there. Yugi will guild you both, as he has touched Yami. Let go, my prince. Come back to me." Isis gave one final push and almost passed out at the emotions coming from Seto. She lay in a semi-conscious state. It was now up to Yugi to guide them back.
Yugi's entire body glowed with the power behind the pentagram and it pulled him off the floor. The little duelist floated above Yami and Seto, his connection now included both souls. Eyes closed Yugi lifted his arms to the heaven and broke the power of the circle. He asked the shadows to return his lover and guide him home. Seto felt back on the floor, sweat pouring down his face; one eye slid open as he watched the body of Isis lying beside him.
Yugi floated down to the side of his lover and held him tightly in his arms. "Yugi that was very brave of you and dangerous."
"I don't care. Are you ok?" cried Yugi still shaken from the ordeal.
Isis was the first to speak for in these matters she was the wisest. "Seto you have the key to this horrible story. I glance inside your past for a moment and there is a young man in distress who appears to be important to your past self."
Isis took a deep breath. "Seto he is in grave danger for Seth wants this boy and craves him with a passion so strong this soul has broken time barriers to find him. It will take all the power you have to drive this soul out of your heart and mind."
Isis voice became low, "Evil has crossed over Seto. His mind was not always so twisted. I fear your friend does not have the strength to survive alone. He will not be able to resist the vile intentions of the dark side. The darkness that is in your heart will fester and cause great pain for this person you love unless you save him. " She whispered, "I 'm so sorry."
"Yami, I don't understand. Joey could die?" Yugi now in the comfort of his lovers lap, shuttered at the thought of harm coming to his friend. "He only wanted to make a little money for a date with you Seto."
The small group shocked by Yugi's accusations attempted to gather their own thoughts. All agreed Joey was in trouble. This journey belonged to Kaiba so the next move was his to make.
"Sorry, you have no idea just how sorry my life is," howled Seto. 'Damn this, I just can't destroy Seth without harming myself. Has it all come to this horrible life I have been forming for the last six months? The scares on his back, workers whispering in the hallways, so tried he could hardly keep his eyes open during the day, money missing from accounts, strange clothes in his closet, and most of all Joey's fascination with sex. Seth had taken this obsession to another level; he had the power to materialize in the flesh for short periods of time. Even now I don't know just how much he knows,' sweat poured down his face.'
"Find Bakura, he has a brother named Ryou that goes to Mokuba's school. I want him now," barked Kaiba. "You will not have him Seth, even if it cost me my sanity. Never. . ." Bakura appeared in the past and present. He had to be the connection Seth used to go as he pleased.
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Outside town, near the docks, and rice boats
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In an abandoned factory on the docks only the rocking of the waves could be heard as the rice boats sway in the water. The boats belonged to the families that worked for businesses along the docks. They slept unaware of the turbulent events that were about to unfold in the next few hours. Ships further down the docks loaded cargo, some of it legitimate, others drugs and slave trade. One dim light glowed in a room and a curl of smoke could be seen rising from the top of the old building. Voices drifted with the night breeze and filtered outside, yet silence still remained.
"Why brother did you leave me here?" The young boy cried. "I want my mother!!" People did the cruelest things at the expense of debt.
A young boy was the offering to pay a debt. He would not be missed because he belongs to the streets, docks and hell spots on earth. His clothes were rags and the house he lived in with his mother was made of cardboard. Every winter of his thirteen years of life, mother made a game out of changing the roof on the little rice boat that never floated. For a new roof, a bag of rice, and the right to keep the boat at the end of the dock, the boy was taken away. The end of the dock was commonly referred to as 'hells gate.' This is where the hopeless lost the last bit of dignity they had. The family now down to mother, brother, little sister, and little baby would live another four to six months. Just long enough to bargain another life away. Welcome to the docks.
He was tied to a bed in the corner of a dark and dank room. Belts and heavy chains held his body in place. His legs were tied with belts and spread outward from post to post. His arms were bound with thin ribbons to the head post. As added security a chain was wrapped around one ankle and held by the bouncer.
"Shut up you little brat, I've had about enough of your crying." These words were harshly spoken by the crazed bouncer to the young whore. Actually the boy really had very little experience in whoring; he was one of the new boys Seth had acquired a few days ago in one of his searches in the poor part of the city. Seth loved to go slumming and Bakura knew where all the dens of evil existed. Nothing at all had changed much over the centuries for the couple now that they were united. Parents or relatives still gave their children away for money. It seems everyone had a price in hard times.
"Now, now don't be so cruel, Duffy. You heard Bakura, he said we had to be gentle and not damage the merchandise." A mousey bald headed man spoke up. His name was Toby, an old retired security guard with a weakness for gambling and young virgin boys. Toby's debt to Bakura was unimaginable. The arrangement shared by both men served each other's needs completely. Bakura provided Toby with whores and the old man did whatever dirty work Bakura needed. No questions were ever asked.
"Yeah, I'll be gentle but there is only one way to handle these little whores." The bouncer, called Duffy adjusted his bugling stomach over his flabby genitals and started to mimic riding a rodeo bull. "It's real
easy, just slick the dick, point the stick, and ride hard and fast." His laughter bounced off the walls and the others added their own versions of sex techniques. All of which were nasty, cruel, or painful.
The boy screamed at the words, as he withered against the belts and chains that bound him. Soft whimpers could be heard on the other side of the door which only intensified the fears that radiated from the captives in both rooms. Although the boy could not hear the others he was not alone in his despair.
Four slightly drunken men set at a table and continued to play poker, while cracking crude jokes. It was a crude version of strip poker but instead of stripping, the boy was the prize. The game wore on and a mountain of paper cups, cigarette butts, and empty sake bottles littered the floor and table.
"Hey, no cheating, Duffy," grumbled the short balding guard. His words were slurred from the sake. 'I'm going to win this game, I want that boy, damn it,' his daydreams a thought. He spit tobacco between his rotten teeth; some of it landed on the man in front of him.
"Where'd you get off calling me a cheat, you old bald fart. Ya can't even see where to stick it away." The short bald guy name Toby, pulled a gun out of his back pants pocket and pointed it at Duffy, the bouncer.
The other guards hid under the table as Toby started to wave the gun in the air, his aim was off. Too much sake and glasses hanging off his nose did not help the situation.
"At least I know where mine is," spit out Toby. This comment sent the two other guards, Zip and Bull, rolling on the hardwood floor; forgotten as they rolled from underneath the table. For a moment the poker game was forgotten. The men were pissy drunk and nasty.
"Ahh . . . man, put that shit away. You know I didn't mean ya' no harm. We just are having a little fun. We are all going to get some; you just ain't going to be first is all?"
Zip still partially under the table peaked out, eyes on Toby. Thank goodness he had laid down the gun.
"Yeah, don't be so touchy Toby. Did you see that blonde dish in the other room with the tight blue leather pants?" Zip who hated bloodshed tried to calm Toby down. "Man, those twins, shit just thinking about them got my juices flowing. Duffy said you like them young, right."
"Yeah, but he can't talk to me that way," mumbled Toby. Toby was trying to take the safety off the gun; this shit was not over in his mind.
"Listen," growled Duffy, "Just get ready for seconds because this puppy is all mine. ." He greedily groped his genitals and roughly rubbed his hands up and down while he got harder by the minute. "Yeah, get ready for a treat, puppy, ruff . . . ruff."
The boy passed out after one look at the mass of flesh between the man legs.
Water brought the chained captive back to life and Duffy only laughed while he poured sake down the boys throat. The two other guards stripped him of all his clothes, and drooled at the perfection of his young body, so hairless and smooth.
Meanwhile the soft whimpers suddenly escalated to cries and moans from the room next door. Toby walked over to the back door and peaked in a small hole. He wanted to make sure the other captives were not getting into any mischief; the puppies were stirring. The twins he desired were leaning over the blonde beauty, known as Goldie Locks. He sighed as he set down at the table, dreaming of something unattainable.
"Come on man, we gotta finish our game so we can party," spoke Zip. The boy started to whimper again as he came too and sucked up the wine Duffy continued to pile down his throat.
"Yeah, we ain't got a lot of time and Bakura will be back soon. It's not every day we get sake and boys," thought Duffy, while he sucked up spit and wiped his mouth at the same time. Damn he was a work of art, of the worst kind.
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The other room…….
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Small hands ghosted over Joey's back in an attempt to wake him up. He was the only person still unconscious and it frightened the twins to see him so still. Besides this one looked nice and he smelled like flowers. The attraction to Joey was immediate. "Wake up, Nii-chan, wake up."
"Ahh . . . what the hell . . . Where am?" mumbled Joey. Slowly his eyes focused on a set of twin amethyst eyes. Quickly the eyes closed and two sets of feet patted off to another side of the room, dragging a chain behind. The two boys huddle together in the corner and warily watched Joey both shaking with unguarded fear, hoping he had some answers.
"Hey, what are your names? I'm not going to hurt you." He smiled at the boys. "Damn my head feels like a boxer's nightmare after getting a good ass kicking."
One boy who appeared to be younger buried his face on the chest of the other. Hair brighter than a fire sunset fell over his bare shoulder and almost covered the entire body of both boys. Joey had never seen such beautiful hair in all his life. The boys were breath taking. Both boys wore white silk loin cloths which contrasted perfectly against the golden perfection of their skin.
"You, Goldie Locks, over here! " Duke drew his attention away from the boys and hopefully back to reality. "Man you really put up a fight back there at the house party. They had to drug you." Duke rubbed the bruises which started to form around his ankles with his hands. "Damn these shackles are too damn' tight."
Joey looked down at his legs and realized he was in a similar predicament and howled. "Seto where are you!!"
"Who the hell is Seto? That was some big ass nightmare you had, talking about Beast master and crying and shit. Man chill out." Joey ignored Duke as he focused on the chains around his ankles.
"Bakura wanted to beat your narrow ass, but the owner told him to drug you. I think he got a thing for you." Duke continued to massage his swollen ankles. "Man you one lucky dog."
"Are you insane, look at us!" yelled Joey. He was completely frustrated and scared.
"Yeah, but he told Bakura if you got one scratch on your pretty little ass, he'd kill them all. Don't you remember anything? Tall, handsome as hell, dark sunglasses, dark chestnut hair, and expensive suit; I'd let him do me anyway he wants."
"Screw you, I don't remember him, but I know you. We were dancing together. A . . . Ahh and after we finish that old fart started with the touching and making me turn around in circles." Joey turned red.
"Well, they were bidding on who would buy our services and you freaked out. Man you are such a dork." Duke sighed. "How naive are you? Those guys got money and I want an easy life," he sighed.
"Hell yeah, I wasn't going to go with that old goat. That wasn't in the plan. Damn the money. I got to get out of here. You are talking about slave trading man."
"You got a problem, man. We could make a lot of money together, so don't be so stupid. Where did you think you were anyway?" hissed Dice Boy.
"You don't get it. Where are they going to take us?" Fully awake Joey's eyes fell on the twins who were now softly crying. "Shut up you scaring the boys. You think they asked to be here?"
"I'm not your enemy boys. How old are you anyway fourteen, fifteen at the most?" Joey smiled and continued to speak softly. Al and Ali were stolen from their poor old grandmother one week ago and taken to Seth. Someone owned him money, so instead of losing an arm the man sold his brother's sons. Seth couldn't believe the beauty of the twins and kept them hidden away. He would get a lot of money and set up good relationships in the Far East with this sell. The boys were untouched and very precious to Seth. 'Yeah, pretty much like his Kareem and Rahman,' but he would not make the mistake of loving them. These boys were all about business and big profit. These twins would be the key to his operations overseas.
Ali the younger lifted his head up and looked at Joey with watery eyes and pouted. Ali brushed his big brother's long hair from his face and placed it gracefully down his back. His hair was held up high with a black ribbon, yet the ponytail was still long enough for him to sit on. Instead he wove it around his shoulders and the end of the braid rested on his slim legs. Ali played with the tip of his brother's braid, it was a nervous habit he had from the time they were two years old.
As a small child they were able to read each other's mind. So he silently spoke to his brother. "Al, can he really help us?"
"Oh, my god what was that!!" Duke was on his feet and strained to look through the peak hole. His chain gave him access, but his ankle started to bleed with the stress. "Ahh. . . This hurts . . .!"
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The poker game
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The screams from the other room sent chills down the boys back. Joey covered his eyes and ears. The twins joined in with screams of their own. Everyone was temporarily petrified. Somehow Joey leaned over Duke's back but only received a smack from Duke as he pushed him away from the hole. The chains rattled and pulled from the wall and bed post.
"Man you don't want to look," Dice Boy sighed and held Joey's face between his hands as the blond boy started to tremble. "I'm telling you it's not something you need to see."
"Let me go man, I gotta see what is going on and get the hell out of here. And what the hell was that..?! Now the screams were intensified with loud laughter and breaking of glass or something being thrown against the wall. The glass that broke was a window pane.
"Man the guards outside are fighting over who is going to screw the boy. Or I think who is next. I can't tell, but it's bad. You don't want to watch." Dice Boy forced Goldie Locks to sit down. "I think the poker game is over."
"Shit man we gotta help him. Poker game . . . . Joey had to clear the fog from his brain; you mean that those shit heads might be betting on us next?" Joey eyes flashed with Kaiba fury and a healthy dose of fear. He was in trouble up to his ass, 'Why didn't I listen to Yugi, shit on me,' thought the boy.
"Hey, have you notice we are all chained to the walls and locked up in this room. There is not even a pot to piss in. All you doing is making it worst, just chill, man." Duke sat back and looked away at the twins who were going into shock, the tears had stopped falling.
"Chill, my ass, I'm not going down like that. I got someone special to go home to. I ain't a piece of meat and I ain't a whore!!" The words were hollow and floated on the air.
"Shut up!! Who do you think you are mister high and mighty? I recall you out there grinding your ass against my cock and we both came. Man your throat is endless, when I get my tongue going. Don't tell me you don't feel it to. 'Goldie Locks and Dice Boy,' hottest show in town, come watch them get it on. We pulled in the bucks, and that is why we are here. Oh . . . and don't act like you don't remember. So don't tell me that shit, about your great life at home. You are just like the rest of us. You take the tips home every night to. Just because we don't know who you screwing doesn't mean you ain't. I saw that
little spiky red/blonde haired boy, with the big eyes. Yeah, he looks at you all freakin' like a lover and waits every night. Is he your little bitch?" Duke was pissed, but he refused to add ashamed to the list.
Joey cowered under the words because Duke was right. I could have gotten a job at Joe's Grill flipping burgers. He had his own demons to fight and look at the mess he had gotten into. Did he secretly enjoy the feel of Duke's body's as they grinded each other until they were lying on the floor panting. The sweat, the scent, the solid muscles of Dukes firm thighs as they rubbed against his softer legs, made dancing with Duke easy. Duke knew how to hold him close and move his body until they became one.
The men chanting 'GO, Goldie, Goldie, yes. . . The fifty dollar bill the last guy stuffed down the crack of his ass, while he lay on top of Duke, too exhausted to move. Yeah it felt so good the feel of the green paper trapped. Duke knew how to make him give and perform and it felt good. Duke also knew how to kiss.' Joey was weightless in his arms when he bent his back to the floor. Dice boy called it drowning.'
"No, that is not who I want, its Seto!" The words were hollow and he sank down to the floor; silent.
"Look man we gotta stay calm and I don't think they will bother us. We have been saved for something special so . . . . It's going to be cool." His heart softened a little for Joey and the twins. "Didn't mean to hurt you, I think you got moves and I like you a lot, Joey. I ain't ashamed of what I do; it's what my life is. Never had a mind for school, but if I find the right sugar daddy I'm going to open up a shop and make a shit load of money. So I guess I'm sorry."
"Nah . . . it cool. I like you too; well you sure make me hot anyway." Joey blushed. "Sorry."
"Just let me think ok." Duke rubbed his chains, hoping they would just fall off. "To bad you ain't got a lot of money, I'd go after you for sure." Duke winked at Joey. The boys had a moment of peace.
The screams scattered the nonexistent windows and the smaller of the twin fainted. Al's face was covered in tears.
"Ali, Ali wake up!" cried Al. shaking his baby brother frantically.
"Hey, somebody's coming, get down and be quite." Duke whispered to the small band of captives. "Sush . . . . I wish I could sleep. Leave him be, man."
Within moments the door flew open and the unconscious body of a young boy was thrown inside the room. He hit the floor with a loud thud. The boy's skin was thick with the smell of sake and old men's musk. Toby smiled at three set of eyes full of fear and longed to turn around and go follow the boy inside but he closed the door and went back to his partners.
Now that the boy was gone they didn't have any toys and eyes kept drifting towards the door. In less than five minutes the boys could hear feet and chairs moving; they were coming back.
"Shit," Duke moved to cover Joey's mouth; he knew the blond was a hero and would do or say something foolish. "Don't do anything man, these are some sick bastards. Don't need any heroes," he tried to whisper the words to his friend.
A moment passed and you could sense the evil intent in the air as the four men stumbled inside.
"You killed him . . . he's just a boy like me and how he's dead?" screamed Al.
"Damn it," Duke didn't think the twin would be the one to upset the drunken fools.
Duffy turned around and faced the voice and smiled. "Ahh . . . more treats." The bouncer advanced on the twins and Joey tried to stop him, but his chain only went to the middle of the room. Duke couldn't hold him back.
"Leave him along, you pig shitt!!" Joey growled and stretched out the full length of his arm but it was not enough. Al wrapped his body around that of his little brother and cried loudly.
"Not you again," barked the bouncer. It was the same bouncer Joey met when he interview for the job. He smelled of sweat and fresh semen. Joey cringed back against the wall. The guy was drunk and the blond was chained. He had nowhere to run.
"Scum bag, don't even try it. You touch me and you are as good as dead." Joey had a habit of pissing this man off; he only hope the bouncer's fear of his boss would keep him away.
With lighting speed Duffy curled his spongy hands around Joey's neck and proceeded to squeeze the very life out of him. He could feel his body go limp and blackness threaten to overwhelm him. Slowly the lights were going out.
"I told you I would have your ass one day and the day is here. You think you got something special. Well you're just another piece of tail to me." Duffy was insane.
"Somebody do something, he's going kill him," cried Zip.
Toby had his hands around the big man's massive stomach but he couldn't move him. Duke bit his arm but that only caused him to tighten his grip on Joey's neck. Blood trickled from Joey's nose. 'I can't die like this. Seto . . . where are you?' The boy passed out completely.
Toby howled like a sick dog and wouldn't let go of Duffy stomach. His hands were slipping off the sweat drenched skin. 'He's going to get us all killed,' were the only thoughts in Toby's drug out mind.
Max could hear the screaming and ran down the hall to the holding room. "My god, what the hell is going on in here?" Duffy had lost his mind. Max tried to peel the fingers from around Joey's neck to no avail. He did the only thing possible. Stepping back about four feet he shot the fool in the leg.
'BOOM'
"AHHaayyyyyyyy. . . my fuckin leg. You shot . . . shot me. . ." Duffy fell to the ground holding his leg while Toby tried to stop the bleeding.
"He called me a pig Max, pissed me off." It was only a flesh wound, but he withered in pain and began to howl for assistant. The bullet went clean through.
"Guess what you are not only a pig, but a stupid ass pig. Zip gets some clean water and towels. MOVE IT!" Max was beyond caring. "Where in the hell did Bakura find a group of slime balls like you? No on second thought, you don't have any balls, just little nuts, all dried up."
"Shit," I give you a boy and no, you dumb shits have to get drunk and go after the bosses prime stock. You want to die!! Not only do you try and molest his best merchandise, but I find you trying to strangle his treasure; his private shit."
"Bull, unlock all of the boy's chains, damn look how tight they are, Bakura is going kill every one of you dumb asses." Max cradled Goldie Locks in his arm and tilted his head back giving him a little air to breathe. "Come on boy wake up."
His eyes scanned the room with complete disgust. "It looked like animals had been let lose. Yeah, in thirty minutes you have turned this into a whore house on the docks. Why don't you just put up a sign, that says open for business!!"
"I leave you idiots alone for an hour. One shitty hour and you sign your death warrants. I give you a boy and you damn near kill him." Max knew he was in trouble too.
"Boss we were just having a little fun, and . . ." Zip wined, returning with the water and towels. He stumbled and almost fell on top of Zip.
"Give that to me," He took the cool towel and wiped the ugly bruise around Goldie's neck and he started to cough. 'Thank God, clean up the little one and get some clothes on the little whore, now! Toby clean up that room, all the bottles and whatever that shit is on the bed.
"Boss what about Duffy," slurred Bull. He was still very drunk.
"What about him, I don't care if his leg falls off. Do you realize what you guys have done? Get him out of here. I don't ever want to see his face again. Get that pig out of my sight and my building."
"Zip has the little one woke up?" Max's eyes lovingly watched over Joey. This boy was the bosses pet. Seth made it perfectly clear this boy was his and his alone. He wasn't really going to sell him, just shake him up. And besides the boy should have been safe in here with the others, yet he should not have left him with those other fools. These boys were going to be sent overseas to men of wealth and power.
"I thought I said to guard the boys, not hurt them. Damn it, Bakura will be here soon. We got a lot of work to do. Bull, Bull!! Where the hell are you!!"
"Hey, boss your cell it's ringing," said Toby.
"Oh shit, its Seth-sama," nervously Max flipped open the cell phone and answered. "Seth-sama what can I do for you?"
Bakura was the one who answered the question. "Hey, ass hole it's me Bakura."
"Man, we got a little bit of a problem," stammered Max.
"Problem, yeah, you want to live to see the sunrise. I suggest you fix it, man." Seth's party earlier in the evening was a huge success, but his time outside Seto's body was fading fast. He needed to check his merchandize before he faded into the dark abyss of the CEO's mind. Soon the possession would be complete. It was just a matter of time.
"Bakura I need a little time," pleaded Max.
Seth is getting out the car; this place smells like trouble. Where are my guards? We are at the front entrance and I don't like the look of things. What's going on?" barked the former whore.
"A . . . Ah, we had a little trouble, but I got it under control boss." Max was shaking like a leaf on a tree. "Was that a gunshot we heard?" Bakura words startled the manager.
"Well, Duffy got out of control with one of the boys, so I shot him," spoke Max.
"Max I know that's not all," he could sense the anxiety in his voice, "you got five minutes before we get there."
"Boss I need more time, he touched the bosses pet."
"What! If Goldie Locks is harmed, I suggest you shoot your brains out as penitence." Bakura laughed, his beautiful long hair shimmered in the dark.
"Then I hope to hell he's dead," cause somebody is going to go down if he's hurt." Bakura smirked. Yeah he had not had any excitement in a long time. The blood in the air smelled like raw honey, sweet.
"Five god damn minutes before your life is in danger," the words were hissed into the cell phone.
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"Gun shots," smirked Seth. "It's that the weapon that penetrates the victim with the little holes that bleed. I hope he is still there, I want to see. That was so selfish of him not to wait. I've only witness the destruction from afar."
Seth wiped his dark shades and replaced them back over his blue eyes. "Perhaps we can shoot him again. How I love this new century." Seth was fascinated with weapons and most curious about guns. Seto had an impressive collection at home. He loved to see the blood drip between the fingers when the action heroes were shot on TV; often they would try and hold in with their hands guts and other vital organs the gunshots made.
"If that is your pleasure, my lord," whispered Bakura. He adjusted Seth's silk tie and nipped his ear lobe. Bakura snaked his tongue around Seth's tender ear lobe, which caused Seth to chuckle. "If it is your desire than kiss me properly, my deviant whore."
Bakura loosen Seth's tie and boldly unbuttoned Seth's shirt down his well defined chest just short of his belt. The silk draped over the belt and created a picture of seduction. Bakura marveled at the definition of six solid muscles straining to be touched. He squeezed a nipple between his fingers and kissed the
other firmly, but with care. Seth blocked entrance into his mouth and teased the whore with gritted teeth. Finally he parted his lips and Bakura moaned deep in his throat as he explored the priest inter lip. The kiss ended with Bakura's lips sucking on swollen nipples. Bakura loved this century and the attention he could give his priest. Throughout all his lives he belonged to Seth; even as the poor whore who seduced Seto as a young teen; the boy was his master.
Seth was flushed and slightly aroused; well he wanted to play. He grabbed Bakura by his silver mane and snatched his hair painful back exposing his long hot neck. Seth could see the veins pulsating and the need to hurt the whore rose within in soul. He sucked greedily on one vein cutting off the thief's air supply then snaked his tongue around the thief's collar bone, drawing blood. Bakura eyes rolled back and he surrendered to the danger. For a moment he saw lights. Seth released his hold on the man and licked the swollen vein, apologizing for his excitement. Bakura pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his neck. This would leave a very ugly bruise, much to Bakura's delight.
Bakura started to button Seth's shirt but the priest brushed the talented fingers away, "Nay, leave my chest open. The air is cool and it hardens my nipples. It is a feeling of great pleasure, like the desert breeze of home. Do you remember our life together in Egypt, my little whore? Our life together was filled with danger and beauty surrounded our waking hours. Now that you have tasted me again, do you remember the passions we share? You were my life."
"Yes, my lord." Bakura arranged his hair on his shoulders and allowed it to rest against his cheeks. Seth loved long hair.
"Yes you do remember my taste. Come, I may have need of your services soon."
Bakura smiled and licked his lips. He would never tire of his lord. "Come Bakura, I grow impatient with this waiting." Ten minutes had passed by.
Bakura opened the door. Goldie Locks, Dice Boy, Al and Ali were blindfolded and striped from the waist up. Their lower body was covered with silk white loin clothes as per Seth's instruction and Joey was dressed in a kimono open up to his waist. It reminded him of his chamber of delights and brought pleasure to the priest.
'Damn, what's this sensation I feel, 'thought Joey, 'I can hardly breathe. It's the flowers, his scent is so familiar, Seto. No it's the man who watches me dance.'
"Hush," barked Max, "I don't want any more trouble from you brats." Joey gridded his teeth, and fought the chill in the air.
The guards were standing in a corner, looking like the idiots they were and this did not amused Seto at all. "Why are these men in the same room with my pets? They smell like rotten fish, Bakura. Is this what I spend millions on? " Seth was angered.
"Seth-sama, Bakura, see everything is fine." Max moved from leg to leg trying to mask his fear.
There just wasn't enough time to hustle the men out of the room. He could only prey the evidence of the party was destroyed. The young rape victim was hidden in a closet. He was barely alive.
Seth held up his hand and motion for everyone in the room to be still, he heard whimpers coming from the bed in front of him and decided to see what was wrong.
Seth glance at his beauty and smiled. 'So sweet,' he thought. 'Ah. . . Seto you are so predictable. He is prefect in every way. 'Causally, he touched Joey's cheek making lazy circles around his firm jaw line.
His hair blond, with silver highlights excited Seth; although Jou's hair flowed down around his shoulders it was still living silk. "Mmm . . . why did you whimper and call out to me. Don't be afraid," Seth voice was husky and filled with desire.
"What do you want with me?" whispered Joey. "Stop touching me, I've got a boyfriend and he's going to kick your ass. Why are my hands tied and my feet in chains? Please I want to see your face."
"I bind you to better train you to my will; it is simple to understand. I don't want to lose you." Seth whispered and peaked from underneath his sun glasses. He wanted to see this boy in light not darkness. Every line in his face and body fascinated the priest.
Just like the very first time when Jou was brought to him fighting the two guards, defiant, but afraid, and eager to learn. Seth chucked and leaned closer to Joey's face. His breath caused the hairs to rise on the boy's neck, and Joey flinch at the touch. "So you belong to a man, a boyfriend. Has he made love to you my treasure? Has he made you scream his name when he fills your hole?" Seth blew warm air around the boy's neck and lightly kissed his Adam's apple. The touch was so soft it freighted and delighted the boy. "Tell me, my treasure, has he scented your body with his own musk. I only smell your innocence."
Joey's face turned crimson at the seductive words, "It's not your business what I have done with my boyfriend, Ahh. . . lover."
"Oh, you amused me greatly. I can tell by your scent you are still a virgin. 'How interesting,' thought Seth? 'So my dark prince what are you saving him for and why,' Seth smiled.
Seth returned his inspection to the delicate knot that jumped so lightly up and down his throat and this time nipped at the tender flesh, "I will make you quiver with anticipation of my phallus inside your hole. You will beg to be filled."
"Stop it please," cried out Joey, but his words were not very convincing.
The man spoke differently, almost musically luring Joey into his trap. Just for a moment Joey could smell the scent of musk and spice which belonged to Seto. The boy leaned into the sounds and scent coming from the stranger that watched him dance. 'Why does he excite me,' though Joey. 'I remember how I swayed to the music because I knew his eyes were watching me.'
"How can you belong to this man and he has not claimed you. Perhaps I will make you mine," his eyes followed the pulsing vein around his neck.
"What is this? His neck had been injured." Seth's eyes bore down on the dark bruises forming around his neck. "Who has dared touch my treasure?" He saw red.
Zip, Bull, and Toby headed towards the door, but were immediately headed off by Max, facing a gun pointed at whom ever had the nerve to rush him.
Toby whimpered like a baby and immediately told what happen, but the punishment was not strong enough for Seth. "I want to see his body. I want to nail him to the wall and strip him of all his human flesh and feed him to the dogs. I'll fill his worthless body with holes from the gun. Yes find him, now!"
Immediately Max sent the guards out to retrieve Duffy's who by now was getting treatment somewhere for his bullet wounds. It would be daylight before the boys found him and carried out Seth's orders to save face.
"Are you hurt were you touched or violated in any way?" Seth didn't wait for an answer, but reached under the kimono and fingers Joey's moist opening. It was like a little cherry and Seth played with the soft tissue until his finger slipped inside. Just a tip for now, I can feel you twitching for so much more.
"That hurts, stop it please." At first he cried out but the cry became a moan.
"Stop, I think not, your body begs me to go deeper. So you like to be fingered. That is good." He pulled his finger away from the blushing boy and turned to another set of moans.
The soft whimpers of two young boys drifted on the air and Seth smiled. They were even more beautiful in distress. His blue eyes slid over to Bakura.
Bakura turned towards an all too familiar sound and gasp as his eyes took in the sight. "My . . . my Koi's. I don't understand." Swiftly he turned to face Seth. 'How did he not see these boys earlier in the room?'
"Nn. . . Nnn so you like my two new beauties. I acquired them a few days ago at the docks. They were sitting on a rice sack."
Seth left Joey and beckon Max to bring forth the twins. He sat down in a chair and waited. Slowly Max removed the blindfolds to reveal two sets of teary eyes; but not before he led the brothers over to Seth. The chains were also removed from their legs and replaced with gold bangles and bells. Soft bands of bright ribbons were place around their neck and wrist. The colors and purity of the white only intensified the brilliant red hair flowing down each other's back.
Bakura's body tensed and he clutched his hands in tight balls along his side. His eyes misted with tears. "Kareem and Rahman, it's impossible." Bakura was overcome with emotion he felt like someone had just ripped out his heart.
The smallest of the twins openly watched Bakura's every move. He wasn't afraid of the whore and spoke to him boldly. His voice so soft and sweet it touched Bakura's very soul. "Please I want to go home, will you take me mister." Bakura clutched his chest and gasped again.
Seth howled with laughter. "Oh, yes my little one, he wants to take you home, but not to your mother. Well, my whore of whores, do you like them." Ali's eyes never left Bakura glaze. Just like Kareem he wanted the comfort Bakura's embrace would offer.
"Come," beckoned Seto. He took the black ribbon from the Al's hair and watched as his beautiful red mane fell down past his tiny waist. Ali hair lay in waves about his shoulders and back side. Both boys stood in front of Seth, one facing Bakura and the other stared lovingly up at Seth.
"You are like the nectar from sweet fruit of my country," Seth smiled and caressed the silky stresses. His long and slender fingers held the heavy locks in his hands. He continued to purr words of endearment into Al's ears, which only inflamed Bakura. "See Bakura, Al skin is golden and shimmers under the light."
Seth gentle started to massage the boy's genitals; he had already started his training. As if on command Al climbed up into Seth arms and Ali's tears rolled down his cheeks; his eyes never left the thief.
Al opened his legs a little wider and allowed Seth access inside. Unlike his brother he liked to be fingered. Seto eased his fingers underneath the white silly cloth and Al whimpered as Seth gently played with his opening. Ali started to shed fresh tears; he didn't like the games Seth played. Seth simply glowed at the anger he saw in Bakura's eyes.
'How dare he touch my Koi's? It's as if they were sent to me down through the ages. I remember Kareem my little lover.' Tears flowed down Bakura cheek. He held out his hands and Ali walked into his arms.
'So it is true,' thought Seth, 'it is more than lust I see in his eyes for the twins. Just like my Rahman and Kareem no doubt. Was Bakura responsible for their lost innocence? All the lies and deceit, my slave's disappearance are they not truly his crimes. Your hatred of me, mine of you is immense. I shield that part of your past but time will force you to remember everything.'
Seth grew angry as he remembered the past and he pushed his fingers too deeply into the boy, which caused Al to scream out loud. Ali buried his face in Bakura's chest and eyed Seth with great fear.
"Hush my little beauty, you will be fine. I wondered to a time of great pain, forgives me."
"Take your hands off him Bakura," Seto growled. "These beauties will be sent to the far east."
"No, my lord, my prince," Bakura was clearly frustrated. "Please let me have them, I will do anything you ask."
"You will do what I ask, I have no doubt. Ali get over here. He is not a good man." Seth smirked as the little treasure reluctantly left Bakura's embrace and lean up against Seth's leg, after he walked the small distance. Ali trembled and asked to go home again.
"But why would I give a whore something so precious, Bakura." Let's make money and I promise I will find you someone else just as nice." Seth toyed with the whore's emotions.
"No, I want the twins," sobbed Bakura. He was down on his knees.
"Silence, my time is short and I don't have time for your winning." Seth looked at his chest and he could see the color fade from his pale skin. In about one hour he would be just a thought in Seto's mind. If Bakura saw him in that state if would spell danger for his existent.
"What would you have me do, my whore. Am I not enough for your bed and pleasure?" Seth enjoyed the confusion and pain Bakura experienced. Bakura wept tears. 'Yes it was almost time for him to pay for his crimes. Seth was sure beyond doubt Bakura had betrayed him.'
"Do you remember my royal wards, Rahman and Kareem? Do you remember my displeasure at finding them soiled? Later . . . later . . . Do you remember the pool of blood I found them in locked in an embrace together? In my chamber of delights, on the night I would have given them to my bride as a wedding present. I would have given them the world and showed them such wonderful delights. But alas they were taken from me. DO YOU REMEMBER THAT?"
"I don't understand what you are trying to tell me. I belong to you Seth and no other!" Bakura rose and grabbed at Seth pants leg.
"You're just an animal in the end that gives me sexual pleasure. Learn your place and act like a man."Seth snarled at the broken whore.
'Yes, you have betrayed me in the past and I have no doubt you will do so again. But the ending will pain not only me, but you as well.' Seth mused.
"Look at what you will never have and pray for my forgiveness. Max take them to the ship. Don't forget the tall one; he is also a part of the shipment. Prepare my quarters and take my treasure to his new home. Make sure he drinks the sweet wine I have prepared especially for him."
"Max take the twins to my chambers, I have changed my mind in regards to the sell." Bakura locked eyes with his master. A tiny ray of hope appeared on his face. Perhaps I will see just how much they are truly worth. Seth kissed them both full on the lips, just too irate the thief.
"Thank you, thank-you," Bakura bowed low.
"This is not for you. Know this Bakura; if one hair is harmed I will not hesitate to end your life. Your death will be a torment to last forever. Every day I will torture you with unspeakable pain. Do not underestimate my power Bakura."
Bakura's eyes followed Max and the boys out of the room and down the hall. It pained him to see another man near his lovers.
"Maybe I need to take them to the room. Just to make sure they get there safely," his voice quivered.
"No my whore, you have to see to my needs, just as I will see to yours." Bakura drove Seth back to the Kaiba Corp building and he entered through a passage Seto was unaware existed. Next Bakura pressed a button and a private elevator took Seth to his home. Seth found old offices sealed away by Seto, years ago. These offices belonged to Gozaburo during his whoring days with babykins.
Bakura locked the Priest in the office and left. Seth watched and made sure the man left the building; he would not have his life compromised. Once the thief was gone Seth cut off all access to the floor. It was time for the transition. He set in the circle of a pentagram, drawn on the floor and started to chant in the ancient Egypt tongue of priest.
"God of darkness, I am your humble servant, grant me rest that I may sleep to wake and serve you. Protect me as I descend into the dark shadows of your fire."
The only thing left on the floor was the expensive suit, dark shades, watch, and a black ribbon taken from Ali's hair. Seth's material existence was no longer; he returned to the chambers of Seto's mind, his private resting place and waited. He no longer needed Seto's sexual desires to come fore. Seto was weak and the dark side enjoyed great freedom. The priest waited with excitement for the day he would have complete control and not play these silly games. For now he would trust in Bakura to watch his treasures and wait for Seto to completely fall apart.
The scent of Jasmine was in the air.
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