Disclaimer : I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh in any way.

Notes : This story is a yaoi loaded with S&M, BDSM, and all sorts of goodness! I'm only continuing if I get reviews. If anyone wanted to see something particularly tortuous to Seto, leave it in a review or e-mail me and I'll incorporate it along the way! That makes this all the more fun. Heheh…

Mwa ha. Now Jou has three slaves. No, I'm not going to make him a pimp. In the next few chapters, Bakura is going to be super bastardized as is Jounouchi, so watch out!

I'd like to thank Nemi for her e-mail and commentary. I love getting those, though I hope I get them at duke_flashblade@hotmail.com instead of reppa225@yahoo.com, I have more likely a chance of seeing it sooner and replying! ^^ And thanks to all my reviewers! Lastly, I know I haven't applied many toys, but I'm working on it, gotta find where I can throw them in. Most of them may be used between Malik and Yami, from the looks of it.

Kiss My Hand At My Command

Chapter 8

By Reppa

His plan had backfired in the most annoying fashion. Scowling to himself, Bakura tried to devise some other way of getting back at the blond who stole his Malik. "Damned slut of a Pharaoh…!" The tomb robber bellowed, raising his fists and slamming them down on the table before him. At the moment, he was in his hikari's home in his kitchen pounding on his dining table. Ryou was off else where, either busy with something or at least trying to stay away from his darker half.

Baring his teeth in a snarl, the tomb robber stood up to go rummaging through the fridge. As always, there was little there for him to eat, not even raw steak. The thought of it made his mouth water until he furiously shook his head, he couldn't be thinking of such things now.

How to get at Jounouchi…how indeed. The first off answer was the boy's sister, but she was a town over and the tomb robber was too lazy to make the trip. His friends, but who would have the most impact? Perhaps someone he liked a great deal above friendship, but who could that be? As he pondered it all over, his hikari was hurriedly passing by, flinching when he was addressed, "Ryou…"

"N-Nani?" The smaller boy froze, looking to him with slight worry. Sometimes his yami frightened him as he wrung his hands together, "Do you need something?"

"I need to know a few things on Jounouchi."

"Oh…well…like what?"

"Who's his most precious friend aside from Yugi?" The dark spirit grunted, shifting in his seat as he continued to stare balefully at his hikari, "Is there anyone he has feelings for?"

Ryou frowned, tilting his head before he looked suddenly outraged, "Oh, Bakura! What is it with you and milking information from people to cause trouble? Why can't you be a good yami like Yugi's?! He doesn't cause havoc!" The tomb robber straightened in his seat, leering after him. How dare he speak to him like that! It was rare Ryou got a backbone like that. He was much better than the Pharaoh, milestones better and he was going to prove it.

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Life was good, of this Jou was certain. It wasn't everyday a guy had three sexy bishies as kitty cat slaves, though one was growing difficult to handle. Once again, Seto had pent himself up in the bathroom, claiming he felt very ill. Why, Jou had no idea, but he wasn't going to bother with it at the moment while he watched Malik and Yami go at it. No, not sexually, but very verbally. It didn't seem they liked each other very much, but they could work around it.

It hadn't seemed Seto was fond of Yami coming on board, but that mattered little too. Jou intended to keep his sights set on molding the brunette and fixing his attitude. At first, this had been something of just a bit of fun, but as it slowly went along, the blond could see there was more to it. This was his way to teach the CEO how to respect others, which he most certainly didn't do very well save for his little brother.

While the blond watched on, Kaiba was sitting in the tub, well, laying back in it staring at the door was more like it. Flashbacks were running through his head about last night, a slight shiver ran up his spine from thinking of it but at the same time he felt sick. He didn't know why, it just was, like there was something he hadn't realized was out of his grasp.

He listened to the ruckus the blond's friends were causing and he scowled loudly. Why weren't they punished for being too loud or causing hell in there? If he did it, he was sure he'd be yelled at or even swat with that damnable horse crop. Slowly, he rubbed his arms with a loud sigh, feeling painfully cold. As he laid there, he tried to think of ways to get out of his situation, possible get Jou to unknowingly breach the contract.

Just then his brows shot up. He had breached it. A slow smirk crossed his lips as he sat up. Whatever he drugged him with, that fell under deception. He rubbed his hands together with a triumphant chuckle, very sure he could get out of this whole mess with the few scratches he had sustained so far.

But when he realized this, another realization hit him causing the pit of his stomach to fall out. Technically, he was raped. He had never felt so sick in his life. Why it didn't occur sooner, Seto wasn't entirely sure. Now he wasn't sure if he would pass out from the shock or get ill from horror. Paying more attention in Health would have cleared so many things up.

Then his body made up it's mind on his full reaction. The CEO blanched and his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he promptly fainted, falling backwards with an overly loud thud on the porcelain of the tub. He moaned softly as he rolled over, some banging on the door immediately waking him up soon after he had passed out. He wasn't sure how soon it was, he felt like he'd been lying there for ages as he drew himself up groggily.

"Kaiba, get outta there. I gotta take a leak and you need to stop holing up in there. Now out!" Came Jou's voice from the other side, the blond sounded rather peeved. He probably had to go very badly, but Seto didn't care one bit.

"Fuck you, mutt, I don't have to do anything you say anymore!" Seto snapped at him, reaching over to viciously snatch a shampoo bottle up, ready to hurl it should the blond break in. There was little else he could do, feeling too ill in the stomach for anything but throwing random objects.

"Say what?!"

"You breached the contract, you sick fuck."

There was brief silence, as if Jou was backtracking to see if he was right. "Okay, now how did I breach it per say?" Seto's blue eyes narrowed angrily, how could he sound so relaxed about it??

"You drugged me to have your way with me. That falls under deception!" The brunette scowled, banging the shampoo bottle on the rim of the tub. He'd make him pay to the fullest when this was over. Already, he had so many ideas brewing in his head to enact on the blond.

"Okay…well, want to know something funny?" At this time, he could hear the door knob being rattled, meaning Jou was jimmying it open as he spoke, "You can't prove it. You have no evidence. No bottle, no trace of pills, liquid, or dust that I could have used. You won't find anything, cause I may be a dunce in your opinion, but I'm not that stupid."

Kaiba paled even more at that, so that hadn't seemed to work out so well. He had to stop underestimating him, he really had to. But he wasn't about to let Jounouchi have his way yet again as long as he could help it. As he watched the door crack open, he growled lowly as he jerked his hand back and hurled the bottle, which made direct contact with Jou's forehead with surprising force. "Holy shit…!" Seto smirked at that, grabbing something else to throw while the other was distracted.

The blond ducked back, slamming the door shut to rub his forehead. Now he was downright pissed, no more playing Mr. Nice Guy now. No slave of his was going to be so disrespectful. Scowling loudly, Jou swung the door back open, arm up to protect his face from other air born objects, which were quite a few. He barely caught the brunette's arm when he tried to get past him, getting a face full of liquid soap when he moved his arm. Oh yeah, Seto was in deep shit now.

He ground his teeth together, one eye closed as with one hand he grabbed Seto by the back of his neck and forced him against the ground. His other hand tried to wipe away the blue-green soap all over his face. The CEO was kicking too, causing him to wince occasionally as he gripped him about the waist when he was done wiping his face and he started dragging Kaiba from the bathroom. Yami and Malik were watching from around the hall's corner, one looked amused, the other confused.

"You are in so much fucking trouble, Kaiba, it ain't funny!" Jounouchi hissed in anger, struggling slightly as he pulled him kicking and cursing to the bedroom. "Malik, get over here and help me!" He barked out, trying to get a better grip on his struggling pet.

The blond Egyptian's pale eyes went wide in surprise as he jumped to his feet, following after and shutting the door behind him, locking it on command. Jou was fairly sure if Yami knew exactly what he was going to do, the Pharaoh would want to stop him, he hadn't explained the situation with Seto yet. Yami blinked at the locked door, sitting back cross-legged with a perked brow, wondering what just happened.

Meanwhile, Jou was still having a doozy of a time restraining Kaiba, even with Malik's help though after a bit of struggle, they had the brunette tied up. Seto winced, struggling slightly still. His hands were tied behind his neck, the rope looped through the collar to keep him from moving them, legs spread apart with his ankles strapped to the feet of the bed posts, bent over with his cheek pressed into the carpet. This had to be the most humiliating position he'd been in yet.

"Damn, man…" Jou growled, taking a discarded shirt from the floor to wipe his face clean of the soap, his one eye stung annoyingly. When he finished, he threw the piece of clothing away. And he growled again, kicking Seto in the side harshly, eliciting a yelp from the tied up CEO. "I can't believe you, like I said, you are in some serious shit now…"

The blond stepped out of his line of vision, most likely having a few words with Malik from the sounds of it. Seto huffed loudly, squirming against his binding ropes. His position was a little painful and struggling against it made the pain sharper. Soon he stilled, growing weary of the ache in his arms.

From behind, it sounded as though his 'master' was rummaging through a drawer. Just then, he glanced up to see Jou stepping back over, something long in hand and the billionaire's stomach twisted a little. He wasn't sure this bade well and part of him wondered why Jouno would have such things laying around in the first place.

It seemed Jou wanted him to get a good look at what he was going to use on him as he stood in front of him, showing off what he held in hand. Seto paled as he looked at the twenty one inch thirty six tailed leather flogger he had. His eyes slowly drifted the blond's face, and he didn't look one bit happy. Jou's face was set in a stiff frown as he lightly fingered the handle, "A good hard lesson's in order here…"

Kaiba stared up at him, expecting some drawn out speech on how he shouldn't be so with his master and to show him respect and the whole bull. There was no way he was going to cower in fear as his stare turned into a haughty glare. Not something Jou approved of really.

Shaking his head, Jou padded around to stand behind him, rubbing his chin in thought. The brunette shuddered, feeling his hand stroke along his backside and thigh, "Let's see…should I give Kaiba something to bite on? Or should I just flog away and let him scream?"

"Flog away." Malik replied, smirking from a ways away. It seemed he couldn't wait for a good show as he clapped his hands enthusiastically.

:What a sick little fuck…: Seto thought to himself, his eyes going wide suddenly. Firey pain lanced up along his back, it was like being slapped with thirty six of those horse crops like the one Jou had used earlier. Plus the blond was enforcing more strength into the blows this time. Kaiba winced, burying his face into the carpet to refrain from crying out. He didn't want to give the blond any satisfaction. He hoped it was his imagination that something warm was trickling over his side.

"Wow, blood on the first shot. Maybe I'm hitting too hard…or maybe not hard enough since Kaiba's pretty quiet…" Jou murmured, more to himself than either Malik or Kaiba. Shrugging lightly, the blond drew the flogger back to deliver another crack, this time getting a decent howl from Kaiba. He watched in some pleasure as his pet grit his teeth. "Ya see, if you hadn't been so bad just now…you wouldn't have to be suffering like this."

Seto scowled up at him, fighting back the tears threatening to spill when the next lash hit. He suffered through several more blows, each just as bad or worse as the last. The brunette was sure he was bleeding a great deal about now. Eventually he blacked out, overcome by the blinding pain. He was totally unaware of anything else as Jou threw the flogger aside and stepped over the unconscious billionaire's legs.

The blond snorted lightly, nudging Malik back out the room. He didn't want the small Egyptian to lick at the wounds like he was hoping to. Jou wanted to deal with the brunette exclusively. Sending Yami in to clean Kaiba up sounded like a much better idea as he came stalking out of the room with an unhappy Malik in tow.

The Pharaoh was still near where they left him, staring at the door as they exitted with mild surprise. He frowned a little, leaning to the side some as if he could see much inside the room, "What was going on in there, Jounouchi?"

"Yami, go in there and clean Kaiba up, but don't untie him. Just clean the mess up and bandage him I guess. And no feeding him. And don't ask me any questions, I'll explain later." The blond ordered, snatching up his sneakers to slip them on. He watched as he was given a questioning look before Yami actually complied, slowly making his way into the bedroom to see just what he had to clean up.

Malik smirked, sitting in the door way and obviously taking in the possibly horrified look on Yami's face. But Jou shrugged it off, grabbing up the sandy blond's keys, "Okay, I'll be right back, you two. Like I said, keep Kaiba tied up and leave him there when Yami's done. I need to get a few things from Otogi…"

End of Chapter 8