disclaimer: I don't own yu-gi-oh or the characters

It was the sound of his men working and chatting outside that woke Bakura up. He quietly groaned and tried to get some more sleep, his head pounding from his hangover. Finally he sat up and stretched with a yawn. He suddenly heard a soft sigh. He looked down next to him and saw that Amunet was lying on her stomach still asleep with the blanket covering her up to her shoulders. Smirking, he slowly pulled back the blanket, laid his hand on her bare back, running it along her skin. He felt her muscles tense beneath his fingers.

"I could get use to waking up next to a naked woman." he muttered, chuckling. He placed his finger on the middle of her lower back and ran his finger up her spine, causing her to shudder. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "It's even better when that woman's you." And he kissed her below her ear. She opened her eyes and when the first thing she saw was Bakura's smirking face she quickly pulled away. He chuckled at her reaction and sat up. He stared at her front. "I still say that's a good look for you." Amunet gave him a confused look and looked down. She gasped when she saw that she was still naked and quickly pulled the blanket up to cover herself. Bakura smirked again and turned so his back was to her. "Go ahead, get dressed." She glared at him before getting up to get her clothes back on. As he listened to her get dressed he resisted the urge to turn and watch. He heard her clear her throat and turned back around to see that she had her dancer clothes back on. "Wow you still look radiant."

She crossed her arms in annoyance and turned around so her back was to him. Because of her long hair he couldn't get a good look at her back. "Whatever."

"Hungry?" He almost laughed when he heard her stomach growl loudly. She tried and failed to cover the sound with a cough.

"A little." she muttered.

"I'll have some breakfast sent to you." He got out of bed and put his jacket on. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him to give her a kiss on the cheek. She pushed him away and he laughed. "Stay put this time." When he reached the tent flaps he grabbed his head and groaned in pain, his hangover getting worse.

Amunet smirked when she saw this and said loudly, "Bye Master Kura! Enjoy the hangover!" Bakura flinched at her loud voice and growled at her before stomping out. She laid back down on the bed mat and tried to get some more sleep.

"Hey...you okay?"

She sat up and saw Marik in the tent with her holding her breakfast. She looked at him weirdly; why would he ask that? It's not like he actually cares about her...does he?

"Define okay..." she muttered.

"You mean he...?"

"No he just-wait why do you even care?"

"Who says I care?"

"If you didn't then you wouldn't be asking if I was okay."

When he couldn't think of a good comeback to that, Marik just silently handed her her breakfast and left the tent.

How can one person be so confusing? she wondered as she ate her food. First he acts like he's my friend, then my enemy, then he tried to cover for me last night and now he's wondering if I'm okay or if Bakura took me yet...Men are so weird. At least I could predict and understand Ishaq's- She stopped her train of thought when her vision started to become clouded from the forming tears. Amunet missed her brother so much; he was the only family she had left and she didn't even know if he was okay or he was killed from Bakura's attack on the Pharaoh's city.

Even if he is okay...I'll never see him again. Bakura will make sure of that. She laid back down on the mat and faced the tent wall, trying hard not to cry though it was very much impossible. The idea of her being a prisoner in Bakura's tent for the rest of her life or until he gets another slave to replace her was just too much for her to bear. She wanted to see Ishaq and Jabari and her horse Isis again, she wanted to have her ultimate freedom back; to be able to feel Ra's heat, to go where she wanted when she wanted, to breathe in the fresh air again...

"Hey..."

Amunet quickly wiped the tears from her face before sitting up and looking at the entance to see that Marik had come back. Under his arm were a few scrolls. She looked at him in confusion.

"Last night when we were raiding that merchant's house I found these." He held up the scrolls in his hands. "We don't really take these since they're not that valuable, though main reason is a lot of us don't know how to read, and I figured that since you're here all day...Well..." He put them down in front of her. "At least now you won't be bored..."

She looked at him before reaching out for the scrolls and opening each of them, expecting them to be blank as a sick joke from him. To her surprise, they contained stories, history, and hymns of the Gods. She looked back up at Marik, not really knowing what to say except for "Wow um...thank you..."

"Don't mention it...really don't mention it. Bakura will probably have my head if he knew that I was doing this..."

"What do you mean?..."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Just make sure to hide these before Bakura comes in and don't tell him I gave those to you." He left the tent. She continued to look at him in shock.

What...the...HELL?

Amunet put down her new scrolls and laid back down on the matt. She covered herself with the blanket and turned on her side again. She wasn't going to try to get some sleep again, she just wanted to make it seem like she was to Bakura and Marik when either one of them come back in again; she wasn't in the mood to talk or for whatever sick mind game they're trying to do. She was already captured and made a slave, do they really have to make things even worse for her?

By evening Amunet had finished reading all the scrolls Marik got for her. Since she and Ishaq couldn't use their money for anything except for the essentials such as food and water, Amunet was starved of any type of literature, even if it was given to her by Marik. Like he had told her, she hid the scrolls somewhere hopefully Bakura wouldn't be able to find them. She hid them at the bottom of a trunk he owned underneath his treasures and useless trinkets.

"What are you doing?"

Amunet gasped and looked behind her. Bakura was standing at the entrance with a hand on his hip and his eyebrow raised. She closed the trunk.

"I was looking for the healing salve for my wrists." she lied. He looked at her suspiciously for a moment before sitting down on the bed mat. He gestured her to come to him and she reluctantly sat next to him.

"So were you a good girl while your master was gone?" he asked her. She narrowed her eyes.

"Yes." she muttered.

"You know what my favorite part of the day is?" He slowly moved his hand along the mat toward her. She shook her head, not looking at him. He smirked and snaked his hand up her thigh and trailed it along her leg. "Spending my nights with you." Amunet shivered at his touch but tried to keep his composure. She pulled her leg away from his hand.

"Funny, that's my least favorite part of the day."

He chuckled and leaned toward her. "I hope I wasn't too rough last night." He whispered in her ear. "I promise to be gentler tonight." He nibbled at her ear and wrapped his arms around her to pull her back into his chest. He pressed his nose in her black hair, inhaling her scent, and sighed. "I can feel your heartbeat." She didn't blame him, her heart was pounding so hard at the moment she was surprised it down burst out of her chest. She tried to pull away from him but he kept his hold on her. "Do you still think I'm heartless?" He asked her. She looked at him but didn't answer. She was scared that she would answer wrong. He gently turned her body around so that they were facing each other and gently took her wrist. "I'm not." He put her hand under his jacket on his chest where his heart was and she could feel the faint thumping of his heart. She was actually surprised to feel one beating in his chest. She had always believed that he was just a heartless souless shell. After a few seconds of feeling the thumping against her hand she pulled her wrist out of his gentle grip and started to pull her body away from his when he pulled her in tighter, placed his hand on the back of her head, and pulled her in for a kiss. She tried to push him away but when he wouldn't budge she just gave up and accepted the kiss.

This might end quicker if I don't fight so much. He probably won't even do much with me tonight...I hope.

She reluctantly began to kiss him back, her tongue winding with his. He slowly relaxed his grip on her and pulled her in tighter, gripping her hair. Eventually he pulled away and started laying kisses along her tender neck, sending shivers down Amunet's spine. He suddenly stopped kissing and she relaxed more.

Oh thank the Gods he's do- She felt her top slowly get pulled up and her blood went cold. She took his wrists to stop him but he kept going, kissing her neck again. He finished pulling her top off and before she could protest he kissed her again. She quickly pulled away from him but she couldn't get far because he was still holding her wrists.

"Amunet, you're mine remember?" he told her sternly but with a soft face.

"I don't belong to anyone." she muttered defiantly. Bakura's eyes narrowed at her.

"Don't be cute." he told her before pushing her on her back and pinning her wrists above her head. She started to struggle. She was 'not' in the mood for this!

"Let me go!"

He glared at her. "Look this is happening and you said you wouldn't resist me so make it easy on yourself and try, scratch that, and 'just' enjoy it." She continued to glare at him and struggle. "Suit yourself." He lowered his head to lick her left breast and grabbed her right breast roughly, almost digging his nails into her skin. He played with her nipple in between his finger and his thumb.

"STOP!" She pulled her wrist free from his grip and quickly scoot away from under him but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to him and pushed her back down. He gripped her shoulders tightly as he glared fiercely at her.

"Look you! I'm not taking you so I'm doing what you agreed to."

"I didn't agree to this. you forced me-"

"Did I? I gave you a choice between this or me taking you...and you chose this."

"Had I known this was a choice I would've-"

"Let me take you? Just say the word and I will..." Amunet's eyes widened even more and she pulled her ankle away and backed into the tent wall. "Or you can stop complaining and do as you are told. Besides there are worse things I could do to you right now. Now come here!" He pointed at the ground below him. She shook her head with a defiant look on her face though he could see fear in her eyes. "COME! You're resisting which means our deal will be broken." He smirked as her eyes widened.

"I can't do this. I'm pure!"

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Oh please, you were a dancer at the palace I'm not going to believe-"

"That's all I was! I was never hired for sex."

"With your body..." His eyes trailed along her bare breasts, her curves, and her hips. "I highly doubt that."

"I swear Bakura! No man has ever paid me to be their bed warmer."

"Paid? I didn't know you charged and I'm still not 'buying' your story."

Amunet started tearing up. "Bakura please! I know I've lied and tricked you all these years but please believe me when I say I have never slept with a man."

"Well I don't...besides...I'm not 'sleeping' with you. I'm just enjoying your heavenly body."

She looked down and spoke softly. "You're the first man to actually touch me like this."

"You mean like this?" he grabbed her ankle, gently this time, and trailed his fingers up her calf. She quickly pulled her leg away.

"I can't do this..." she said softly as she tried to back away from him more. "I-I just can't!"

Bakura scowled at her. "Amunet. Choose or I wil choose for you."

She quickly shook her head. "No, please!"

"WELL?!..."

She put her hands to her face and tried not to cry. "I can't do this please! Don't make me do this."

"CHOOSE!" He stood up and towered over her shaking curled up form. "Last chance or I'll be doing a lot of things you don't want."

"Alright!" Tears started to run down her face. She desperately wiped them away. "I choose this." He smirked down at her and sat back down. He held out an arm and gestured her to him. She crawled onto his lap and he wrapped his arms around her. He gently pet her hair like a pet. "Now there, isn't that better?" When she didn't answer he glared at her and gripped her hair tightly, pulling on it so she was looking up at him, causing her to flinch. "I said: ISN'T THAT BETTER!"

"Yes! This is the best thing ever! Please just stop hurting me." She said the last sentence quietly and pleadingly but he still heard her. He released her hair and started petting her again.

"Hurt you?" he chuckled. "Oh my dear I intend to make you feel very good tonight." He gently took her chin and pulled it towards his face. "And you're going to enjoy it."

"How do I know your urges won't cause you to go to far with this?" she asked softly.

"I guess you'll have to trust me...not that you have a choice." He massaged her breast. "Do you know how I know your going to enjoy it?"

"Because you're going to force me to?"

He leaned so close to her face their noses were barely touching. "You're going to tell me." he whispered before kissing her on the lips.

Amunet didn't know how long Bakura played with her body; an hour? a few minutes? It just felt like an eternity to her. Finally Bakura yawned tiredly and laid down on his bed mat along with Amunet. He wrapped his arms around her as they laid together and closed his eyes.

"Just so you don't go anywhere..." He wrapped some of her hair around his hand. If she were to get up while he was sleeping she would have been pulled back or she would wake him up. He kissed her forehead. "Good night my flower."

ZukoFan: sorry not much sexy stuff shown here ^_^'
Amunet: ...are you effing kidding me?...
Bakura: Yeah I didn't even get to take your skirt off.
ZStar: I'm pretty sure that's not what she meant.
Amunet: I'm actually pretty happy about THAT...
ZukoFan: Then you're really gonna hate the next chapter
Bakura: Good for me.
ZStar:...think we should tell them Zukofan?
ZukoFan: I think they deserve a hint...
Amunet: ...
ZukoFan: ...
Amunet: ...you gonna tell us the hint?
ZStar: no I am...Bakura takes you on a little trip. You might actually like it.
Amunet: ..Really?...
Bakura: Yupe...I already told you I'm not heartless.
ZStar: speaking of, to Animala Swan...you thought that was cute?...HE FUCKING RAPED HER!
ZukoFan: Well technically he didn't rape her, just molested her ^_^
Amunet: -_-'
ZStar:...I still wouldn't call it "cute".
Bakura: I'd call it hot and sexy.
ZStar: Yeah YOU would.
ZukoFan: Oh admit it ZStar you had fun writing his lines :P
ZStar:...I SO totally did! :P
Amunet: You guys are jerks!
ZukoFan: Yyyyyyup!
ZStar: I plead guilty!
Bakura: Oh get over it.
Amunet: I can't wait until this story is finally over...
ZukoFan: You're gonna regret saying that when you see more of this story
Amunet:...How so?
ZStar: ANYWAY! Hope you liked this one, leave a nice review and have a good day!