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Update: Joey through a dating service met his worst nightmare or his soul mate; He enters the world of the most rich, richest, and powerful gay men on the planet. It's amazing what money can buy. Soon Joey will learn just how far one man will go to attain his deepest desires. Have a latte and relax while I entertain you in the year 2012.
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Checkmate 10
'Well it's a day that the night gave ya' Joey. Just think about it, you survived the nightmares and if we have to save the world, well we'll do it together,' that's what Yugi always said when I came to school looking' like shit. He'd pull out his dueling deck, fidget with the puzzle around his neck and smile. Those were Joey's first thoughts as he walked around the spacious dining room. Nerves stretched to the limit the young man started his day before dawn. It was important to have everything just right, because Shadi had put so much trust and confidence in his ability to take care of such matters. Over the last six months he'd spent long hours learning how to be a gentleman's personal assistant. Actually Joey found the work quite rewarding and easy as hell. It was at Joey's personal request, because he didn't want to ever embarrass Shadi in private or public.
"Let's see . . ." the blond murmured not realizing Shadi was standing in the doorway watching.
"Mmm . . . . Looks marvelous, my Precious," Shadi whispered while admiring Joey's backside with lecherous intent, befitting a man of his stature. He sighed and fought emotions buried deep in his heart because Joey's destiny had been predetermined over a year ago by the powers that moved mountains. Shadi was ready to end the game. 'Soon,' he whispered under his breath, 'miss my quite life and lone for the touch of my own.'
"Oh . . . . I didn't hear you walk in," Joey turned around quickly and walked briskly to his mentor's side.
"I chose the white china tea set, with the English lace table cloths you so love . . . you know the one you bought on that business trip to England. Cook prepared scones from Cranberry, and salmon crapes, with a light cream sauce. However the side bars are a mixture of finger foods made with a western barbecue flare." Joey had a worried look on his face as he waited for Shadi's response; he bowed deeply from his waist down touching his head to his knees.
Shadi smiled, "You need not be so formal. Tell me Precious, the colors are so brilliant, yet very soft and I smell a hint of flowers, Jasmine I believe." Shadi took both of Joey's hands into his own and squeezed them gently. Joey always blushed when Shadi referred to him as Precious, and gentled him with his touch. "It's a very intriguing mixture of food and colors, quite brilliant. You've come a long way."
Blushing Joey continued to speak stumbling over his words. "Well the English teas are very strong and sometimes over stimulating. I wanted to soften the affect with the gentleness of Sakura and Jasmine petals in water throughout the room. Plus the topics of discussion will be vexing and stimulating so I thought I'd give your guest something fun to do."
Shadi arched his brow, slightly amused.
"Ahhh . . . . Well, eating finger foods is . . . . lickin' good," Joey smiled.
"So men of stature love to eat with their hands and suck if from their fingers. How interesting," Shadi laughed, and winked at the intuitive boy, whose face had turned scarlet.
"Master," Joey blinked, his pet name for Shadi, "Are you really pleased?"
"Relax my Precious, you've recreated an atmosphere of warmth, but we bough know the source of your discomfort. Shadi searched his face for answers that the boy wouldn't reveal.
Joey lowered his head, he couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Come, one last item and you can relax. The guest will be arriving shortly." Shadi kissed Joey's flushed cheek and vowed to see this lovely boy through the end of his journey.
Morning Business . . . .
"Shadi you've outdone yourself as always," Sir Walter commented. The men didn't wait for the tea but gravitated to the side bars and generously ate the ribs and thick strips of chicken on peppered tooth picks. You could hear the licking and slurping. It was almost comically listening to the sensuous sounds coming from each man's mouth.
Shadi allow his associates to mingle a bit before he started to talk business. Old deals were closed and new relationship developed. Kaiba new to the game kept silent, but his eyes were fastened on Joey the entire time. An hour passed and before breakfast was finished Shadi formally introduced Seto Kaiba as a candidate for membership in one of the most powerful groups in the world, code name 'Checkmate.'
Joey almost burned his hand as he fiddled with the preparation of mint tea. It was next to impossible to concentrate as Kaiba continued to glare at him.
"Cheers, my brothers as we welcome a brilliant young man to our little tea party. Seto Kaiba of Kaiba Corp comes forward," he motioned for Kaiba to stand at his side, before he continued to speak, "On the surface it appears we are a group of rich men that enjoy a good game of chess. But by now you must realize the game we play is not entirely on a game board."
Kaiba arched an eye-brow, "Of course, I've run a million dollar corporation since the age of thirteen, but you know my credentials."
"Mere pennies, my son, what if I told you we could double your assets in one year's time and as a bonus create an additional business with the growth potential beyond your imagination, it's mating. The price is control of Kaiba Corp and all you hold dear. Considering this training, for you will not make any decisions without consultation, for two years."
"What, you can't . . . ." Joey cried out. All eyes turned his way, and Shadi held back a chuckle.
"Ah . . . sorry. . . . So sorry," the boy locked eyes with Kaiba and next lowered his head. He moved further in the shadows and continued to fiddle with the after breakfast desert tarts on individual tea sets.
"It appears we have a spokesman for Kaiba of Kaiba Corp," Shadi protectively beckon for Joey to come to his side.
Embarrassed beyond believe Joey complied and allow Shadi to caress his flushed cheek. "Don't be shy, speak."
Kaiba growled and held his temper at bay, with professional control. He wanted to break every bone in the man's fingers.
"No, really it's not my concern what Kaiba-sama decides to do with his business, after all he is the CEO." Joey moved slightly towards Shadi's back.
"Well shall we continue . . ." a voice commented from the side bar.
"Kaiba, if we fell to deliver you will be given compensation; however failure to increase power is never an option in this circle. There is only gain and in return you will provide the world with great wealth, something to last for all eternity; this is the price for the power you will obtain. Remember this is a life time obligation that carries enormous responsibilities to many. Personal gain is merely a bonus. "
"Power," finally Kaiba spoke.
"Perhaps Sir Walter can explain it better," Shadi smirked.
'Yes, it's true you hope to introduce a new gaming disc with special properties never seen before. However the metal which is exclusive to the game is mined in Africa and the rights for deportation is owned by 'Johnny' sitting in that big chair in the corner. He like a big mole would fills more comfortable underground. The special midnight blue coloring on the disc comes from a special flower grown in India. It would be a shame of the fields became riddled with disease.
"How dare you, I'm Kaiba . . . . ," Kaiba realize his position and chose not to continue in the face of true power. These men not only had money but they were the movers behind the scenes.
"You see the means to destroy all you have built are within the powers of all the men in this room. This is power . . . . When we begin a game of chest power can be manipulated throughout the world. Are you a man of vision or perhaps one of the ordinary folk limited by that which he can only see and hold?" Shadi's voice resounded with quiet conviction around the room.
"Bring it on!" Kaiba turned toward the men; he held his head high, declaring his intent to be an elite member of this circle one day.
"Here! Here! " Each member kissed Kaiba's cheeks and enjoyed the tarts Joey had prepared.
Clicking a small silver spoon against a delicate bone china tea cup, Shadi called for attention. "Gentlemen before you leave we must confirm the tournament tomorrow, between Time Wizard and Terminator set for midday. Kaiba I understand you are close to this mysterious man as I am to the other," Shadi smirked.
"Nothing has changed; he's looking forward to terminating that guy's rein," for a moment the old Kaiba returned. Joey cinched his teeth together; he really hated that guy, the terminator and the fact that Kaiba supported him didn't make matters any easier to bear.
"Fine," Shadi chucked, "Gentlemen it's been entertaining as always and most prosperous. Enjoy the day's festivities and may we all prosper."
Silently the men left Shadi's quarters. Kaiba lingered his eyes never leaving Joey would appeared to be quite agitated by the presence of his lover as well.
"Is there something you want . . . .? Seto Kaiba?" Shadi brought the CEO thoughts back to the present.
"Your assistant, perhaps I could have a word with him," Kaiba countered, "Unless he only speaks at your command."
"Damn it Kaiba," Joey growled and moved next to Shadi. "I'm here of my own accord, Shadi is good to me. He would never betray my trust."
Kaiba moved forward, angered at the pup's sharp tongue. "Enjoy it while you can, because everything is about to change. I don't allow others to play with my toys . . ." Kaiba left smiling and planning his next move.
"I hate him . . . . . I hate him," Joey slumped against Shadi.
"There's a thin line between love and hate," Shadi squeezed Joey's hand. "Listen the guest have retired and you have a tournament tomorrow.
"I think this is a good time to visit Yugi, relax and take your mind off the other."
"Yeah . . . . I'll be back before dinner, will you be ok?" Joey asked while wiping his eyes.
"Hey, I'm a big boy, I think I manage for one night on my own Just go and have some fun unless you'd rather hide in your room."
"No, you've made me stronger," The blond pinched his cheeks, "gotta get that jerk out of my head . . ." Joey hummed as he walked the short distance to Shadi's private elevator, thinking of Yugi and the gang. Little did he know his life was about to change forever.
Joey should have realized he was walking into danger because two men he didn't recognize were lounging in the hallway which led to Shadi private elevator.
"Can I help you this is a private floor," Joey searched their eyes for answers.
"Sorry man we heard that famous chess player "Terminator owned the top floor . . . can't blame us for trying to get a picture." The shorter of the two flashed a camera and next click a flick. The flash clouded Joey's mind for a moment.
"Hey didn't confuse me with that jerk?" The blond pushed past the camera freak and stopped in front of the elevator.
"Damn freaks," Joey gave them a finger and waited for the door to open.
"Going out? May I assist you; Joey-sama?" The attendant asks.
"Yeah,"
"Hey wait for us," the two strangers raced to the door and the tall freak forced the door open with his foot.
"Ah . . . yeah," he answered. But the elevator stopped on the next floor, switched directions and started to go up.
"Sorry Joey –sama there must be something wrong with . . . . Ahhh . . ." the attendant fell to the floor, just as the elevator door slid open; his lights had been punched out.
"Hey, do you know who I am . . . move it!" Joey moved to catch the attendant just as the elevator doors opened.
The guys just snickered and grabbed the blond's arms. Another guy mobilized his legs and the third placed a cloth filled with drugs over his mouth. Joey was unconscious within thirty seconds.
"Agh . . . . Shit" Joey tried to wiggle his legs but they were tired together at his ankles and it hurt to move. His arms were stretched over his head and tied to a post. It was difficult to breath with the tape over his mouth; he needed some water, plus the blindfold over his eyes itched.
"Damn it," the blond moaned. He didn't have to see anything to realize he was in the hands of a pervert.
Shadi coddled him constantly and always warned him about the older farts and young rich rough necks, both of which terrified the boy. Joey's imagination ran away, he wasn't used to this world of men and some of the things he heard scared him shitless. The boy's imagination was on overload, he'd crack if this continued much longer.
"Mm . . . Kaiba where are you?" He cried. It was difficult to admit in times of stress he'd always dreamed of Kaiba as a grand knight. Kaiba hurt his feelings and trampled over his pride, but he'd always felt protected and safe in his presence. With determination he forced his mind to think of escape and quail the beating in his injured heart.
Joey heard the door knob turn and he flinched, helpless to move all he could do was wait and suppress the scream in the back of his throat. The bed creaked and Joey realized someone had just set next to him; his fear almost rendered him unconscious, but a scent so familiar caused him to whimper. Every emotion came flooding back in tormenting waves drowning his body into submission as he remembered all the pain and pleasure he experienced on the night he'd lost his virginity.
Kaiba sighed as his eyes roamed over Joey's flawless skin; he'd missed the silky texture against his lips. It would be difficult to control his lust and anger at Joey's betrayal.
Kaiba placed a small kiss on his nose and gently removed the tape from the boy's mouth. "If you say one word I'll put it back." A kiss silenced any words Joey would have spoken. Deeply Kaiba filled his mouth and explored the warm recesses of his throat.
"Joey," Kaiba whispered against his slender neck. The trail of warm kisses continued down towards the base of Joey's neck and combined with rough licks moved to his chest. Against his will Joey's nipples harden waiting for Kaiba's touch. Joey's nipples were already a bright strawberry red but at Kaiba's touch they turned deep crimson. He was a starved animal and Joey was a feast.
Joey's skin tinkled down to his toes and for the first time the boy realized he was naked. It could have been fear, anger, or relief but tears sipped down the side of his face, staining his cheeks.
Next Kaiba removed the blindfold and kissed Joey's eyes lids and waited for the fluttering of his long eyelashes to stop.
"Don't fight me; you'll only end up getting hurt. Even if your mind is confused it appears your body remembers who its master is. Welcome home lover."
"R/r let the game begin, luv and thanks for ready this far . . .