DISCLAIMER - see chapter 1
"Mana, are you alright? You've been so distant lately…have I done something wrong?" Mahado asked as they sat in the dungeon. Mana looked up from her book briefly, thinking about what had happened the night before,
"No, nothing." She replied quickly. She looked at the book again, not reading a word as she listened to Mahado walking towards her. She felt his hand on her shoulder as he leaned over her and closed the book.
"Mana, I know there's something wrong." He insisted, but Mana just flicked the book open again, "What have I done? Please tell me…is it because of that night a few weeks ago?" he asked as he sat on the edge of the desk. Mana kept looking at the desk and resisted as he tried to lift her chin. How can I look at him after what happened last night? She thought as her voice caught in her throat. "What do you want from me?" he asked pleadingly as he crouched beside her,
"Nothing." She choked,
"Why are you crying?" he asked, "I didn't mean to upset you," he added as he crouched down and took her in his arms. Mana held her breath and tried not to cry, gradually feeling the urge to cry fade away until she felt she could push Mahado away,
"I wasn't crying, I just lost my voice for a while…I'm not feeling well…could I study this at home?" she asked as she looked at the floor.
"I hope it isn't anything serious…do you want me to walk you home?" he asked in concern as she got to her feet and picked up the book, but Mahado took it and placed it on the table, "No, if you're sick I don't want you to over do it…come on, I'll take you home and you can rest." He added,
"I'll be fine, besides you have duties around the palace to attend to." She said evasively as she walked into the corridor and closed the door. Mahado sighed and sat on the chair.
"Arukab? Are you here?" Mana asked as she entered the house. The room was quite dim where the curtain was drawn. Mana stepped into the house and put her staff down beside the bed.
"Welcome home." Arukab's voice said as the door slammed, but the voice was cold and hard where it was usually soft. Mana turned and saw him, her eyes adjusting to the darkness quickly. "You're early, but don't worry, it won't affect my plans." He continued as he walked towards her. Mana didn't know why, but she suddenly felt the urge to back away and try to escape. Before she knew what she was doing she had grabbed her staff, "Well, that's not very nice, is it?" he taunted as he pulled the staff out of her hand and threw it away,
"Arukab! What are you doing? Please stop it!" she pleaded as he forced her onto the bed and straddled her hips, but he just laughed and as she looked into his dark brown eyes she saw a darkness that had never been there before. "W-who are you? Where is Arukab?" she demanded, tears falling down her cheeks as Bakura gripped her wrists roughly and pined her down,
"You are such a naïve fool! I knew that sending my puppet to attack you would work in my favour! I just had to be in the right place at the right time and then I gained your trust! You should be more careful whom you invite into your home!" he said as he leaned over her, shrugging off his loose red robe to reveal a well-muscled chest,
"What are you doing?" she asked tearfully as he leaned his head down to her neck. He laughed maliciously before biting into her neck, drawing blood. Mana cried out in agony, but felt a hand slap her face, "Quiet now, we don't want to be disturbed, do we?" he purred. Mana felt him pulling at her top with his teeth and tried to pull her hands free, "My, my, we are feisty aren't we?" he laughed as he watched her writhing beneath him. "In answer to your earlier questions," he began as he pulled a rope from under the bed and began to bind her wrists to the posts of the bed, "The answer has been staring you in the face the whole time. Consider the name, Arukab…if you said it backwards what do you think it would be?" he asked, watching in amusement as her eyes widened and she looked at him with a new fear in her eyes,
"Bakura…" she gasped in horror as he finished binding her second hand. Mana looked at the ropes and back at Bakura, who was kneeling on the bed pulling his kilt off so he was naked, his intentions suddenly dawning on Mana, hitting her harder than anything she had felt before, "No," she whispered, pulling her arms to try to break free of the ropes, feeling them cutting into her wrists and listening as Bakura laughed at her futile efforts,
"Oh, come, it won't be that bad…you might even enjoy it." He taunted as his hands reached for her top. Mana opened her mouth to scream, but Bakura put one hand over her mouth, pushing her head down until it hurt, "Now, now, remember what I said about screaming." He warned in a deadly whisper. Mana felt tears falling down her cheeks as she looked up at him in defeat and nodded, closing her eyes tightly, "Oh, no, I want you to remember this." He said as he pried her eyes open and wiped the tears away, but once they were gone fresh ones spilled down her cheeks to replace them. She watched as he pulled the neck of her top, feeling the material burn her skin as he ripped it,
"Why are you doing this?" she asked, trying to distract him for as long as possible, hoping that Mahado would come.
"Revenge of course! I've been watching him for a long time, waiting to strike him where it would hurt the most and then I see you! You! His young lover! Rather than destroying his career I opted for the sweeter revenge of the two…can you imagine his pain when he finds you here? Hurt and broken like an animal!" he laughed as he ripped the other shoulder of her top. Mana pulled on the ropes again, the pain in her wrists turning to a continuous throbbing pain as blood flowed down them.
"Please don't do this!" she begged as he ripped her skirt, leaving her naked and defenceless beside him. Bakura laughed as he climbed onto her, his member sliding against her leg, making her shudder,
"And if it wasn't you, who would it be?" he asked as he licked her neck, where his bite was still bleeding,
"What do you mean?" she asked as he looked down at her, a small trickle of blood running down his chin,
"Would you rather it were Isis? Would you rather put Isis through this? Or perhaps some other young girl from the palace." He said, but Mana closed her eyes and shook her head,
"I couldn't…I could never put anyone through this…" she replied as he leaned down and licked her chest where some blood had dripped from his chin. Mana shuddered and gritted her teeth, determined not to give him any more satisfaction, "So what does that make you?" she spat, opening her eyes to see a surprised look, which quickly turned to amusement,
"I am evil incarnate!" he replied as he slid his hand down her leg, forcing a small gasp from Mana, "You like that don't you?" he said in amusement as he leaned down and kissed her breasts,
"Please stop it!" she cried, ashamed at the pleasure he was forcing on her. It shouldn't be like this! Mahado! Where are you? She cried inwardly as Bakura's hand slid between her legs while the other caressed her breast as he kissed her neck, lapping the blood from her wound, as Mana gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to moan with pleasure,
"I'll forgive you if you scream this time, I hear the first penetration is…quite painful." He said as he tried to pull her legs open, but Mana pulled them up and closed them tightly, though he stopped her from crossing them. Mana looked at her bent knees as Bakura's face appeared, leaning his chin on them, "You can't keep me out." He said as he reached between her legs and massaged her thigh gently. Mana gasped as her legs weakened and Bakura pried them apart, positioning himself between them. Mahado! Please help me! Mana prayed as Bakura leaned down and kissed her mouth gently, his member sliding against her cleft,
"No! Stop it! Please!" she cried as she tried to throw him off, but this only increased the pressure on her cleft so she stopped and tried to pull her bloody wrists free,
"Don't worry, the pain will fade quickly." He whispered as he eased himself forward slowly. Mana felt his member sliding into her, the intense pain forcing a small cry, which was smothered by Bakura's lips. Mana felt him fully inside her as she cried in shame. How could I let him do this? How could I have ever trusted him? She thought as he pulled back and drove into her with regular thrusts, which became less and less painful and more and more pleasurable. Mana felt herself moan and cried shamefully, "I told you you'd enjoy it." He chuckled quietly as he lay gasping on top of her, his body glistening with sweat. She inhaled and took in his scent, it wasn't unpleasant, but she knew it would haunt her for the rest of her life, if he let her live.