"Malik! What the fuck do you think your doing?" yelled a voice from behind
him. Malik quickly turned his head to express anger on his visitor.
"This is none of your business, Bakura." Malik hissed and turned back to face his victim. Yami-Bakura frowned towards Malik and advanced nearer towards him. Yami-Bakura gripped onto his shoulder and yanked him back with just enough strength to make Malik fall backwards. Malik growled at this, but let himself drop to the ground. He just lay there in disappointment, but he knew if he disobeyed Yami-Bakura, it would mean no sex for a whole month.
Yami-Bakura stepped towards Malik's sexual prey and began to un-tie her from the tree, ignoring the distant growls and swear words from his partner. As he finished undoing the last bind around her mouth, he placed his finger upon her lips to make sure she didn't scream. Yami-Bakura lent closer to her terrified face and whispered into her ear.
"Don't worry... I'll take care of him. Just run now and don't tell anyone about it yet, I'll explain to you later." He whispered soothingly into the young girls' ear, letting her free as the corner of his eye watched her run out of sight before he glared down at Malik with anger in his eyes. Little did they know, even though she had been through the most terrible circumstances in her whole in tier life, she would not give up on knowing what was truly going on. She hid behind the bushes and peered out from between their scatted branches. Cushla had a feeling that something was suspicious with this whole situation. She had never heard Bakura swear before.
"How the fuck could you do that? Don't you realize that your dirty desires might have just ruined our plan?" Yami-Bakura yelled at Malik, staring down into his eyes in disgust.
"I was just having a little fun with her. She enjoyed it, I could tell by the fear in her eyes." Malik said, laughing psychotically as he mentioned the enjoyment of the whole experience.
"How the fuck are we meant to get the choker now? You fucking moron, think of the power over your fucking cock. You can get all the pleasure for your dick after we get the final millennium pieces. Then, you can have every girl on your dick that you fucking want." Yami-Bakura said, spitting towards Malik. Cushla couldn't believe her ears, 'All this time... that has been Bakura's Yami... and they have both been after the millennium items? Oh fuck... I have to get back and tell the others... In just... one second' she thought to herself, slight interested in if she could find out anything more. Her exposed fragile body shivered behind the branches of her new found hiding place.
"Don't worry about it... I still have the power of my Millennium rod and another rod for that fact." Malik whispered, standing up and walking towards Yami-Bakura. He stopped, inching away from Yami-Bakura's face. Malik leant in and pressed his lips against his partners, causing a passionate kiss between them both. Yami-Bakura frowned and lifted up his arms up and pushed Malik away from him.
"Not now!" Yami-Bakura growled towards his associate.
Cushla twitched; she needed to get out of here as soon as possible before they found her out. She was inches away from where the two were standing. Cushla placed her hands on the cold ground floor and tried to creep away on all fours, avoiding twigs and leafs in fear of making the slightest sound. Though, she did not accomplice this. After a few careful paces, one of her knees clicked against a twig causing a cracking sound that could obviously be heard.
"Quiet I heard something," Yami-Bakura hissed towards Malik and began to walk closer into the bushes, eyeing Cushla. He swiftly grabbed the back of her neck and held her up, "Didn't I tell you to run? I guess you don't take to kindly to warning"
"Well now what do we do with her? She will tell her pitiful little friends. Lets just rape her then kill her." Malik said, smirking to himself.
"No. If we kill her, then the others will notice and suspect something. We'll just have to make her stay quiet." Yami-Bakura replied before turning to look deeply into Cushla's worried eyes. He lowered her down to the ground, but held her neck securely in his hand for safekeeping.
"I could easily control her with the powers of my Millennium rod." Malik suggested.
"Good idea. Cushla, you either keep your mouth shut or we'll control you to kill everyone of your friends..." Yami-Bakura began.
"Hah and don't think of telling your little friends because I see and know all." Malik finished.
"You fucking bastard, Malik." Cushla spat towards him, but only ended up hitting Yami-Bakura's hand instead.
"You better shut your fucking mouth, wench. All I'll consider giving you more punishment then you already have." Yami-Bakura said, continuing to stare into her eyes, which worried her slightly, but she still continued. She was not one to give up so easily.
"Fine. See if I care, you fucking prick. Just kiss my fucking ass! Oh, I mean your boyfriend, Malik's. You fucking faggot." She continued her taunting, spitting at him again.
"Didn't I tell he tell you to shut your fucking mouth, bitch." Malik yelled, lifting his arm before bringing it down to smack her across the face. Her cheek twitched at this, but she narrowed her eyes towards Malik to add insult towards him. This frustrated him. "Arg, don't you just ever give up."
"Don't you ever stop thinking about sex? You see, you can't even get a girlfriend so you have to rape people! That's why your dating Bakura because you can't get a girl for yourself. At least I have Joey!" She said, grinning even though there was a red mark straight across her face.
"We can change that. Cushla, you are now officially dating Malik instead." Yami-Bakura said and dropped her to the ground. "Don't try to defy us wench or I'll make sure every one of you is dead." Yami-Bakura said, pointing away for her to leave.
"Great. My own bitch and I expect affection or you know what will happen to Joey and the others." Malik said, shoeing her off as well. Cushla knew they would do something to her friends by the look in there eyes and she couldn't do anything about it. This annoyed her, but she had to agree. For everyone's sake... for Joey. She couldn't risk their lives even if it meant she had to pretend to love that ignorant bastard. Yami-Bakura scanned down her naked body, thinking to himself, 'Not bad. Though it is nearly sunrise and this wench has no clothes. We'd better get her some before someone suspects anything from us'
"You need clothes before you go, Wench." Yami-Bakura exclaimed.
"And how the hell am I meant to get those here? You fuc... You... Bas... -err- nothing." Cushla replied.
"My purple cloak" Malik said, surprisingly thinking without mentioning anything about sex. Malik flicked his dagger again and headed towards his cloak, while Yami-Bakura watched Cushla carefully.
"I hope I didn't hear anything I don't want to then, Wench." Yami-Bakura said, smirking to himself.
"Here... Your Bra was easily fixed with just tying one of my rings around the slashed middle. How sweet, you can keep something of mine close to your... hea... Breasts!" Malik said, chucking her the bra. Cushla thought, 'What a fucking asshole.' She opened her arms to catch it, but Yami-Bakura held out his hand and caught it in mid air. Cushla stared at him questionably.
"I'll put it on. I want no interfering, I don't know what you can do with that choker of yours." Yami-Bakura said. This was the most pathetic excuse that Cushla had heard in her life, all he wanted was to touch her breasts and she refused to let him. She had already been through enough today as it was.
"No! I'll put it on!" She growled, attempting to snatch the fixed Bra off Yami-Bakura.
"Joey Joey Joey? Think of him before you act and I'm also sure he wouldn't want me to tell him that you have been having sex with Malik for a long time and have only been playing him. Hmm. Would you? Wench." Yami-Bakura grinned, loving the expression on Cushla's face. Her mouth just dropped completely and she turned around, letting Yami-Bakura put on the bra, much to her dismay.
"That's a good girl." Yami-Bakura said, placing the bras first over her arms before doing it up at the back. "Oh must make sure it is also secure in the front." He grinned and placed his hands on the cups of the bra, just so he could feel her breasts a few times. She shivered and tried to push him off, which was successful. He just let go and laughed to himself.
"I better put this one on." Malik said, coming over to Cushla. Was dressing her a fun game to them? She didn't think it was so exciding. Malik had cut his purple coat in half. One half for a skirt and the other for a top that he had just finished realizing how to much it fid on a woman's body. He positioned the top around her head, where he had obviously cut a quick, but precise hole. Then he tied it up behind her. It was a top that showed her back, yet covered her chest completely, rather like a long bikini.
"Looks good, now the wrench's breasts are covered, but what about her ass." Yami-Bakura commented, drawing attention to Cushla's ass.
"Well that's easy." Malik grabbed the left over material and wove it around the bottom half of Cushla, covering her entirely. "Only problem how do we keep it there. Wait..." Malik looked on the remaining chain that was once part of his coat. He cut a whole thought the fabric where Cushla's left hip was and tied the chain there, giving it a quick pull to make sure that it was safe and sound. "Done."
"How the fuck did you learn this shit, Malik?" Yami-Bakura asked, staring at him oddly.
"Well I use to have to do it to all the girls that I gave a quick fuck when I was a kid. You know, to avoid my father finding out I'd been fucking everyone including my own sister." Malik replied.
"You sick bastard." Yami-Bakura replied.
"Um... Underwear?" Questioned Cushla.
"You really need those?" Asked Malik.
"Yes!" Cushla growled.
"Get some off your bouncy friend later on. For now, that will be fine. No- one will notice you." Yami-Bakura suggested, but didn't wait for a complaint. He pushed Cushla onwards. "Go now. It's about 7 in the morning and most people will be awake."
Cushla rolled her eyes and walked onwards, kicking the stone in front of her. They watched her leave before going there separate ways towards the guys.
'What am I suppose to do now...? I'm stuck in this huge mess and if I don't do what they tell me, they will tell everyone everything and might even kill them. Oh fuck it... Sometimes I wish I was dead.' She thought, entering where the girls sleeping 'quartes' were.
[I'll just end it there . .! I'm thinking of stopping this fic because no-one reads it and basically I write it for everyone and waste about an hour of my life every day o.o;;;! Well.. review if you want me to continue. ~Enslaved]
"This is none of your business, Bakura." Malik hissed and turned back to face his victim. Yami-Bakura frowned towards Malik and advanced nearer towards him. Yami-Bakura gripped onto his shoulder and yanked him back with just enough strength to make Malik fall backwards. Malik growled at this, but let himself drop to the ground. He just lay there in disappointment, but he knew if he disobeyed Yami-Bakura, it would mean no sex for a whole month.
Yami-Bakura stepped towards Malik's sexual prey and began to un-tie her from the tree, ignoring the distant growls and swear words from his partner. As he finished undoing the last bind around her mouth, he placed his finger upon her lips to make sure she didn't scream. Yami-Bakura lent closer to her terrified face and whispered into her ear.
"Don't worry... I'll take care of him. Just run now and don't tell anyone about it yet, I'll explain to you later." He whispered soothingly into the young girls' ear, letting her free as the corner of his eye watched her run out of sight before he glared down at Malik with anger in his eyes. Little did they know, even though she had been through the most terrible circumstances in her whole in tier life, she would not give up on knowing what was truly going on. She hid behind the bushes and peered out from between their scatted branches. Cushla had a feeling that something was suspicious with this whole situation. She had never heard Bakura swear before.
"How the fuck could you do that? Don't you realize that your dirty desires might have just ruined our plan?" Yami-Bakura yelled at Malik, staring down into his eyes in disgust.
"I was just having a little fun with her. She enjoyed it, I could tell by the fear in her eyes." Malik said, laughing psychotically as he mentioned the enjoyment of the whole experience.
"How the fuck are we meant to get the choker now? You fucking moron, think of the power over your fucking cock. You can get all the pleasure for your dick after we get the final millennium pieces. Then, you can have every girl on your dick that you fucking want." Yami-Bakura said, spitting towards Malik. Cushla couldn't believe her ears, 'All this time... that has been Bakura's Yami... and they have both been after the millennium items? Oh fuck... I have to get back and tell the others... In just... one second' she thought to herself, slight interested in if she could find out anything more. Her exposed fragile body shivered behind the branches of her new found hiding place.
"Don't worry about it... I still have the power of my Millennium rod and another rod for that fact." Malik whispered, standing up and walking towards Yami-Bakura. He stopped, inching away from Yami-Bakura's face. Malik leant in and pressed his lips against his partners, causing a passionate kiss between them both. Yami-Bakura frowned and lifted up his arms up and pushed Malik away from him.
"Not now!" Yami-Bakura growled towards his associate.
Cushla twitched; she needed to get out of here as soon as possible before they found her out. She was inches away from where the two were standing. Cushla placed her hands on the cold ground floor and tried to creep away on all fours, avoiding twigs and leafs in fear of making the slightest sound. Though, she did not accomplice this. After a few careful paces, one of her knees clicked against a twig causing a cracking sound that could obviously be heard.
"Quiet I heard something," Yami-Bakura hissed towards Malik and began to walk closer into the bushes, eyeing Cushla. He swiftly grabbed the back of her neck and held her up, "Didn't I tell you to run? I guess you don't take to kindly to warning"
"Well now what do we do with her? She will tell her pitiful little friends. Lets just rape her then kill her." Malik said, smirking to himself.
"No. If we kill her, then the others will notice and suspect something. We'll just have to make her stay quiet." Yami-Bakura replied before turning to look deeply into Cushla's worried eyes. He lowered her down to the ground, but held her neck securely in his hand for safekeeping.
"I could easily control her with the powers of my Millennium rod." Malik suggested.
"Good idea. Cushla, you either keep your mouth shut or we'll control you to kill everyone of your friends..." Yami-Bakura began.
"Hah and don't think of telling your little friends because I see and know all." Malik finished.
"You fucking bastard, Malik." Cushla spat towards him, but only ended up hitting Yami-Bakura's hand instead.
"You better shut your fucking mouth, wench. All I'll consider giving you more punishment then you already have." Yami-Bakura said, continuing to stare into her eyes, which worried her slightly, but she still continued. She was not one to give up so easily.
"Fine. See if I care, you fucking prick. Just kiss my fucking ass! Oh, I mean your boyfriend, Malik's. You fucking faggot." She continued her taunting, spitting at him again.
"Didn't I tell he tell you to shut your fucking mouth, bitch." Malik yelled, lifting his arm before bringing it down to smack her across the face. Her cheek twitched at this, but she narrowed her eyes towards Malik to add insult towards him. This frustrated him. "Arg, don't you just ever give up."
"Don't you ever stop thinking about sex? You see, you can't even get a girlfriend so you have to rape people! That's why your dating Bakura because you can't get a girl for yourself. At least I have Joey!" She said, grinning even though there was a red mark straight across her face.
"We can change that. Cushla, you are now officially dating Malik instead." Yami-Bakura said and dropped her to the ground. "Don't try to defy us wench or I'll make sure every one of you is dead." Yami-Bakura said, pointing away for her to leave.
"Great. My own bitch and I expect affection or you know what will happen to Joey and the others." Malik said, shoeing her off as well. Cushla knew they would do something to her friends by the look in there eyes and she couldn't do anything about it. This annoyed her, but she had to agree. For everyone's sake... for Joey. She couldn't risk their lives even if it meant she had to pretend to love that ignorant bastard. Yami-Bakura scanned down her naked body, thinking to himself, 'Not bad. Though it is nearly sunrise and this wench has no clothes. We'd better get her some before someone suspects anything from us'
"You need clothes before you go, Wench." Yami-Bakura exclaimed.
"And how the hell am I meant to get those here? You fuc... You... Bas... -err- nothing." Cushla replied.
"My purple cloak" Malik said, surprisingly thinking without mentioning anything about sex. Malik flicked his dagger again and headed towards his cloak, while Yami-Bakura watched Cushla carefully.
"I hope I didn't hear anything I don't want to then, Wench." Yami-Bakura said, smirking to himself.
"Here... Your Bra was easily fixed with just tying one of my rings around the slashed middle. How sweet, you can keep something of mine close to your... hea... Breasts!" Malik said, chucking her the bra. Cushla thought, 'What a fucking asshole.' She opened her arms to catch it, but Yami-Bakura held out his hand and caught it in mid air. Cushla stared at him questionably.
"I'll put it on. I want no interfering, I don't know what you can do with that choker of yours." Yami-Bakura said. This was the most pathetic excuse that Cushla had heard in her life, all he wanted was to touch her breasts and she refused to let him. She had already been through enough today as it was.
"No! I'll put it on!" She growled, attempting to snatch the fixed Bra off Yami-Bakura.
"Joey Joey Joey? Think of him before you act and I'm also sure he wouldn't want me to tell him that you have been having sex with Malik for a long time and have only been playing him. Hmm. Would you? Wench." Yami-Bakura grinned, loving the expression on Cushla's face. Her mouth just dropped completely and she turned around, letting Yami-Bakura put on the bra, much to her dismay.
"That's a good girl." Yami-Bakura said, placing the bras first over her arms before doing it up at the back. "Oh must make sure it is also secure in the front." He grinned and placed his hands on the cups of the bra, just so he could feel her breasts a few times. She shivered and tried to push him off, which was successful. He just let go and laughed to himself.
"I better put this one on." Malik said, coming over to Cushla. Was dressing her a fun game to them? She didn't think it was so exciding. Malik had cut his purple coat in half. One half for a skirt and the other for a top that he had just finished realizing how to much it fid on a woman's body. He positioned the top around her head, where he had obviously cut a quick, but precise hole. Then he tied it up behind her. It was a top that showed her back, yet covered her chest completely, rather like a long bikini.
"Looks good, now the wrench's breasts are covered, but what about her ass." Yami-Bakura commented, drawing attention to Cushla's ass.
"Well that's easy." Malik grabbed the left over material and wove it around the bottom half of Cushla, covering her entirely. "Only problem how do we keep it there. Wait..." Malik looked on the remaining chain that was once part of his coat. He cut a whole thought the fabric where Cushla's left hip was and tied the chain there, giving it a quick pull to make sure that it was safe and sound. "Done."
"How the fuck did you learn this shit, Malik?" Yami-Bakura asked, staring at him oddly.
"Well I use to have to do it to all the girls that I gave a quick fuck when I was a kid. You know, to avoid my father finding out I'd been fucking everyone including my own sister." Malik replied.
"You sick bastard." Yami-Bakura replied.
"Um... Underwear?" Questioned Cushla.
"You really need those?" Asked Malik.
"Yes!" Cushla growled.
"Get some off your bouncy friend later on. For now, that will be fine. No- one will notice you." Yami-Bakura suggested, but didn't wait for a complaint. He pushed Cushla onwards. "Go now. It's about 7 in the morning and most people will be awake."
Cushla rolled her eyes and walked onwards, kicking the stone in front of her. They watched her leave before going there separate ways towards the guys.
'What am I suppose to do now...? I'm stuck in this huge mess and if I don't do what they tell me, they will tell everyone everything and might even kill them. Oh fuck it... Sometimes I wish I was dead.' She thought, entering where the girls sleeping 'quartes' were.
[I'll just end it there . .! I'm thinking of stopping this fic because no-one reads it and basically I write it for everyone and waste about an hour of my life every day o.o;;;! Well.. review if you want me to continue. ~Enslaved]